Ling Zixuan thanked the master and entered the temple with Qiao Zimei. The temple is full of fireworks, and there is a statue of a monk meditating on the shrine, solemn, with skin as black as coal, a layer of golden robe painted on the body, and a string of oily black rosaries hanging around his neck, standing with one hand, looking at the front with kind eyes.

Ling Zixuan stood in front of the idol with his hands in his hands, looked up at the idol, closed his eyes, and felt the aura on the idol's body.

"Little girl, is that you?" The aunt she met just now saw Qiao Zimei and the others, took out a handful of incense from the bamboo basket and handed it to her, "You didn't prepare incense, did you?" To give! ”

Qiao Zimei took the incense with a smile, thanked her aunt, and learned to ......

"The Best Immortal Princess: The Lord is Leisurely" Chapter 89 The Black Bodhisattva Temple is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!