C1087 Good

In the capital.

Nine Flower Temple, inside the meditation room.

Feng Ye was dressed in a purple robe, and his entire body was emitting a noble aura. He closed his eyes, placed his hands together, and chanted. Behind him, stood two young masters with their hands together.

The sound of the wooden fish echoed in his ears, followed by the chanting of sutras that lingered in his mind