Chapter 215: Precious Temple... Shall Rise!

Back mountain.A lone deadwood meditation hut lay hidden deep in the mist.Inside, the furnishings were simple. There was only a wooden Buddha blackened by years of incense smoke.And an old monk with white brows and beard.The old monk sat cross-legged on a prayer cushion with his back to the door, gaunt as kindling, like a piece of rotten wood on the verge of burning out.The three hall heads who could shake the martial world of Longyou now stood with lowered...