"You should go back."
The elder in the green robe waved at Wang Sijing and shook his head, "This is not a place for you."
"Then I'll wait for him here!" Wang Sijing said, standing directly at the entrance of the Elder Council, closing her eyes.
Practitioners often have some fasting skills. While sitting cross-legged in meditation, they enter a very mysterious state, absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Qi to provide the nutrients their body needs. At the same time, their metabolism slows down significantly.
Based on Wang Sijing's strength, she could probably sit here for about half a month. If she couldn't see Master Shu Xuanyi by then, she would have to go down the mountain.
"If the abbot comes out, can you stop him?" the old monk in the green robe asked expressionlessly.
"..."
Wang Sijing opened her mouth in shock, instantly deflating like a punctured balloon. There was no need to think about it; how could she possibly stop Master Shu Xuanyi?
