Inside the meditation room, tranquility was restored.

Suddenly, there was a soft sigh.

"Master of Wind Breath, why do you want to help that kind of person."

An old and emaciated figure suddenly appeared.

"President Mu is not satisfied with the poor monk's arrangement?"

The Wind Breath Monk smiled, and there was no displeasure between his eyebrows.

The shadowy Wood President smiled bitterly.

"The old man doesn't dare, thanks to the master of wind breath, the old man can barely retain the remnant soul and be able to meet his granddaughter for the last time."

President Mu said gratefully.

He had a one-sided relationship with the monk Fengxi.

On that day, after sacrificing himself in Blackwater Lake, he couldn't let go of his granddaughter Hibiscus and kept wandering on the shores of Blackwater Lake.

At that time, the Wind Breath Monk passed by and saved his remnant soul to prevent him from becoming a lonely ghost.

These days, he hid in Taichang Temple, gradually regained his spirit, and today he had the opportunity to visit his granddaughter Hibiscus.

Although the child couldn't see herself, she might have seen that she had survived strongly, and that there was a place for her, and President Mu was satisfied.

His only concern was Tu Suxia, who succeeded him.

This person is not a good person, the Dragon Teng Spiritual Cuisine Association does not have a strong spiritual master, but for many years, it has been independent of the three main countries for a long time, operating in opposition to each other, President Mu is worried that the appearance of Tu Suxia will break the Dragon Cuisine Industry.

"President Mu doesn't need to worry, if Tu Suxia can keep his promise, he can survive, but if he doesn't keep his promise, that holy light can save him and clean him up."

Monk Fengxi smiled and took a sip of the tea in front of the case.

President Mu couldn't help but be stunned.

When the other party spoke, it was obviously light, but the meaning between the words was......

Unexpectedly, this person from Taichang Temple was such a person.

It is worthy of being from the Taichang Holy Temple.

"The old man's wish has been fulfilled, and it's time to leave, thank you master for taking care of me these days."

President Mu bowed and saluted.

"President Mu, there's one more thing you haven't told you. Who healed your wounds? ”

Monk Wind Breath asked casually.

"This ......"

President Mu was stunned.

President Mu was injured in his early years, and he once looked for a monk to see it.

In addition to being a holy place for cultivation, Taichang Temple is also a holy place for the world's medical apricot forest.

His relationship with the monk Fengxi at the beginning was also because of his medical treatment.

At that time, the monks of Fengxi were helpless against his injuries.

"President Mu still wants to cover up for the other party? Although the other party healed your injuries, the other party did not use ordinary methods. Even if you have been dead for a long time, there is still a trace of Futian Dan's breath in your body. ”

Monk Wind's Breath stared at President Mu.

The latter's expression changed slightly, and at the same time he was a little surprised.

"The breath of Fu Tiandan?"

It's the first time that President Mu has heard of any Fu Tian Dan.

The person who saved him was obviously Xin Lin.

President Mu didn't rashly say the identity of the new leader, because he didn't know if he would cause trouble for Xin Lin.

He also heard about the auction of Taoyao Pavilion.

Although he didn't know what happened that night, when he went to visit his granddaughter, he listened to the conversation between his granddaughter and Ma Jingtian, and knew that Taoyao Pavilion was now in Xin Lin's hands.

After a while, after the wind is not so tight, Xin Lin will settle in Taoyao Pavilion with a new identity.

It can be seen that the auction of Taoyao Pavilion must be related to Xin Lin, and the stack of dark coins is naturally related to Xin Lin.