As soon as Li Jiangnan saw her complacent smile, he immediately understood that this young woman named Wei Dong might be the same as Menglian's background, and she was also a reincarnated spirit woman in White Lotus Temple.

He guessed it right, Wei Dong was really the reincarnated spirit girl of White Lotus Temple.

Wei Dong had no scheming, and under Li Jiangnan's cliché, he said a lot of things proudly.

Li Jiangnan not only knew that Wei Dong was the reincarnated spirit girl of Bailian Temple, but also knew that Wei Dong was the candidate to welcome the Saint Baoxi Ling this time. He even knew that Wei Dong would be twenty years old in two days. In other words, in other days, the reincarnated spirit girl would be officially promoted and officially become the saint of Bailian Temple.

In addition, Li Jiangnan also specifically asked the master named Zhuo Bufan. According to Wei Dong's disclosure, Zhuo Bufan is not only the master of the Medicine King Hall of Bailian Temple, but also Wei Dong's supervisor, and is equivalent to the master who cultivates her various skills.

The two of them walked along the way and talked all the way, and soon arrived at the camp where many believers of Bailian Temple were temporarily stationed.

Li Jiangnan originally wanted to draw some other information from Wei Dong's mouth, but seeing that the camp was heavily guarded, with monks patrolling everywhere, and eyes staring at him one by one, Li Jiangnan had to lower his eyes and stop talking.

"Don't be afraid, you are already my cow and horse. Without my consent, they will not make things difficult for you."

Wei Dong thought Li Jiangnan was afraid, so he patted his shoulder as if he was concerned about his slave, and comforted Li Jiangnan with his identity as a hostess.

After saying that, Wei Dong went in front and negotiated with the leader of the monk soldier for a few words.

When Li Jiangnan saw that Wei Dong seemed to have a high status here, the monk Toutuo always looked respectfully at the ground when talking to Wei Dong.

Li Jiangnan was not idle, looked around and observed the campsite.

If you look at the sky from a bird's eye, you can find that this large tent camp is scattered in the shape of plum blossoms. Most of the outer tents are stationed monks and ordinary disciples of the White Lotus Temple who are responsible for building bridges.

From the outer side to the middle, the surrounding tents should be stationed with female disciples from Bailian Temple and a slightly identifiable official in Bailian Temple. Li Jiangnan took a few glances to that side and saw several internal masters with introverted eyes, walking and walking in the dragon and tiger steps. Behind them, there were often beautiful female disciples or strong guards following them.

A little further to the middle is the core location of this camp.

Because he could not get close, Li Jiangnan could not observe clearly. He only saw a few very large tents in the core area, surrounded by torches, and was heavily guarded, looking like a core restricted area where ordinary disciples were not allowed to enter.

Maybe Moran was placed under house arrest in a tent in the core location.

Li Jiangnan couldn't help but guess in his heart.

At this time, the benefits of Li Jiangnan pretending to be Wei Dong's private slave appeared. Wei Dong gave a few words to the leader of the monk soldiers, and led Li Jiangnan into the core area, and stopped in front of a tent on the edge.

"You just sleep here tonight, don't go out casually, don't run around outside, otherwise, be careful that the precept monks will kill you with one knife..." Wei Dong pointed to the tent and let him in.

There were some books piled up in this tent, as well as many sacrificial utensils, and a desk was set up, but there was no bed.

However, Li Jiangnan didn't care. It was good to be able to use a tent alone. As for how to sleep, he didn't need to consider it.

"Also, my tent is next to your tent. I will call you if you have something to do. If you have nothing to do, you will stay here. Do you understand?" Wei Dong continued to explain.

"I understand."

Seeing that he was quite honest, Wei Dong left him with confidence.

It is obviously a great opportunity for Li Jiangnan to get into the thief's nest of Bailians. If he can seize this opportunity, he can find Menglian and have the hope of bringing back the Holy Treasure.

Shortly after Wei Dong left, Li Jiangnan'an sat in the tent, released his spiritual sense, and checked the surroundings of the tent.

His spiritual sense cannot extend far. If he wants to check the situation in the entire core area, he still has no strength to catch it. However, Wei Dong's tent is not far away, so it is enough to observe Wei Dong.

As soon as Li Jiangnan's spiritual sense entered Wei Dong's tent, he happened to see Wei Dong take off all his clothes, snow-white all over, and walk naked towards a large steaming wooden barrel in the tent.

However, before she could soak in the hot water bucket, the shouts of the master Zhuo Bufan came from outside the tent.

"I'm here, the Lord of the Palace..."

Wei Dong hurriedly put on his clothes. Halfway through, Zhuo Bufan lifted the door of the tent and walked in.

Seeing that Wei Dong was only wearing a shirt and showing two long white legs, the middle-aged man named Zhuo Bufan subconsciously stood still, and a trace of greed and heat flashed in his eyes.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Lord, I was about to take a shower just now..."

Wei Dong was a little panicked and simply stopped wearing it. He stood there, bowing to Zhuo Bufan and holding his fists.

Zhuo Bufan turned around automatically, no longer looked at her, pretending to be a gentleman.

"I came here to inform you that the elders of each courtyard had agreed to agree that two days later, as soon as your 20th birthday arrives, a sacrificial ceremony will be held immediately. Congratulations on your official becoming the saint of my teaching."

Wei Dong was overjoyed, "Thank you, Lord!"

Zhuo Bufan sighed and said, "From now on, you will be the noble saint I teach. It may not be so easy for me to see you again."

After hearing this, Wei Dong hurriedly knelt down on the ground and said excitedly: "Dong'er has been taught by the Palace Master since he was fourteen years old and has been cared for and taken care of by the Palace Master. In Dong'er's heart, the Palace Master is not only Dong'er's teacher, but also the parents who raise Dong'er."

"Dong'er swears here that no matter what Dong'er's identity or where Dong'er is, Dong'er will always remember the kindness of the Palace Master and regard the Palace Master as Dong'er's master and parents."

Zhuo Bufan was very helpful when he heard this. He turned around and helped Wei Dong, who was kneeling on the ground with both hands, and said in a harmonious voice: "Dong'er."

"What are your plans after becoming a saint?"

"According to the teachings of our sect, the four great saints are divided into four spiritual temples, they can study scriptures and study, attend Buddhist worship, supervise academic affairs, or choose a man to become a dual-cultivation partner, and practice the Zen Buddha with joy."

"I wonder if Dong'er has ever thought about choosing a trustworthy and close friend to you as your dual cultivation partner."

"Especially when you take charge of the Holy Baoxi Ling, you need a reliable partner to help you improve your cultivation, help you manage academic affairs, and stay with you until you grow old and take care of your life..."

Li Jiangnan's spiritual sense discovered that when Zhuo Bufan said this to Wei Dong, his eyes flashed with eager hope.
Chapter completed!