Although he saw Bai Feng had successfully escaped Spiritual Mountain, Jiang Xiaobai remained uneasy. Why couldn't he sense where Bai Feng was?
"Old Bai, please, don't get into trouble."
Jiang Xiaobai prayed in his heart, still filled with an overwhelming worry. Bai Feng was his Robber Slave, and without the support of his Tribulation Power, he wouldn't survive for long.
Ruo Li led Jiang Xiaobai on a leisurely stroll through Jiyun Mountain, and an ancient temple appeared ahead, its blue smoke curling upward, yellow walls, and black tiles, with deep, rhythmic bell tolls coming from within. Listening to these bells could calm a restless heart.
"Jiyun Temple."
Looking at the timeworn and ancient plaque, Jiang Xiaobai remarked softly.
Ruo Li smiled and said, "Yes, Jiyun Temple. Over these years, I've spent most of my time here."
Jiang Xiaobai asked, "Is Master Pu Du the Abbott here?"
Ruo Li replied, "No. Besides my master, there are no other monks at Jiyun Temple."
