C193 The True Identity of the Dragon's Might

In the Arhat Temple, the Buddha statue was majestic, and green smoke was rising slowly. Loong Wei and the old monk sat opposite of each other.

Outside the main hall, the incense offerings were flourishing, and tourists were coming in flocks. Not far away, there was a hundred-year-old banyan tree with countless incense bags hanging from it. As the wind blew