It was as if she had heard those words hundreds of years ago.
Zhao Shuning turned around.
The monk wore a conical hat made of light gauze.
There was no wind at the moment.
Zhao Shuning couldn't clearly see the monk's true appearance.
But through the light gauze,
she could vaguely tell that the monk in front of her must have been fair - featured, with the face of a handsome young man.
Moreover,
although he was a monk, there was not a trace of the poverty - stricken air that a monk should have. Instead, he seemed to be a supreme figure from the royal family. Just standing there, he exuded an aura of dignity.
While Zhao Shuning was sizing up the monk,
the monk was also sizing up Zhao Shuning.
To be honest,
the moment Zhao Shuning appeared, if the monk hadn't seen her in person and had only heard her tone of voice, he would have thought that she was very similar to the old acquaintance in his memory.
However,
reason told the monk that
the person in front of him couldn't be her. She had died hundreds of years ago.
She had vanished like smoke, and he hadn't even seen her remains.
Now, when he thought of his old acquaintance,
his heart still ached as if being pierced by thousands of arrows.
That person was the pain of his whole life. Even if he spent his entire life, he was afraid he would never forget her. Seeking redemption? She was no longer here. His whole life was destined to be spent in guilt.
He accompanied the Buddha day and night with the green lamp and ancient Buddha.
If he hadn't noticed the frequent strange movements in this spatial palace in the past few days, he wouldn't have left Hanshan Temple and come here to entangle with these people.
Zhao Shuning thought for a long time.
She still didn't know who the monk in front of her was. Among the people she had known before, there was no such a master.
Think as she might.
She still had to be polite.
Although she didn't know this monk,
Zhao Shuning had a general idea. This was the Kingdom of Cangwu, and the eminent monk in front of her was so powerful. It could only mean one thing. He should be the mysterious eminent monk that Ye Xingchen had told her about, the one who had saved Gu Zhiruo.
Since he was such a noble - minded person, why did he come to cause trouble for her?
"It seems that the donor didn't take what the poor monk said to heart."
Zhao Shuning pondered carefully.
She replied even more confusedly, "Master, it's really not that I deliberately want to occupy this place. I really didn't know that this place had an owner."
"You young people like you won't understand these things. You don't need to say more. Just move them all away. I will try my best to erase their memories. They won't remember the days they spent here."
Zhao Shuning still felt something was wrong.
This place was a palace built by Gu Hanxun to detain her grandfather back then. It had been abandoned for hundreds of years. It shouldn't have an owner. Besides, even if there was an owner, it shouldn't be this eminent monk in front of her.
Could it be that...
Was the monk in front of her Gu Hanxun?
Thinking of this, Zhao Shuning almost couldn't help laughing.
It was impossible.
It was absolutely impossible.
Zhao Shuning couldn't imagine what Gu Hanxun would look like if he became bald.
Moreover,
Gu Hanxun cherished his throne so much. He had spent so much effort to sit on the throne back then. How could he give up such overwhelming power so easily?
Anyone could become a monk, but if it was Gu Hanxun, Zhao Shuning would never believe it.
Seeing the woman in front of him trying to hold back her laughter,
the monk couldn't help frowning.
He said directly, "It seems that the donor doesn't intend to return this place to me?"
"Of course not."
Zhao Shuning didn't want to stand there. She believed that things that could be solved peacefully shouldn't be resolved by using spiritual power.
More importantly,
when it came to dealing with this eminent monk in front of her, she didn't have a hundred - percent chance of winning, not even fifty percent.
When encountering a powerful person, taking the initiative to admit defeat had always been Zhao Shuning's principle.
She didn't feel ashamed of it. Instead, she thought it was a choice made by a smart person.
"Then leave quickly."
The woman's smiling face annoyed the monk.
"Master, you must be a person of high moral standing and won't deceive me. To be honest, I'm really not convenient to leave now. This spatial palace is a secluded paradise. My father is ill and needs to recuperate here. His injury is quite serious, so it's not suitable for him to move frequently for the time being, lest his injury gets worse. Could you... "
Could you understand and make an exception?
"Get out!"
Under Zhao Shuning's desperate plea,
the monk's brows finally frowned even tighter.
The atmosphere
was getting more and more tense.
Just one word was enough to show how dissatisfied the monk in front of her was with her.
Zhao Shuning was dejected.
However, what she had just said was indeed the truth.
Her father's injury was serious now, and the blood stasis in his skull hadn't been completely removed. He really needed a quiet environment. Knowing the importance of recuperation at this time, Zhao Shuning had chosen this aerial palace and had gone to Changbai Mountain to invite Banyue to guard her father.
"You should just talk nicely. Why are you getting angry?"
The monk moved his hand.
The scepter spun in place continuously. The iron chains on the scepter collided with each other, making a harsh sound.
Was he...
Trying to force her to leave?
Zhao Shuning knew she was in the wrong. After all, this place really wasn't hers.
But this
wasn't the property of this monk in front of her either. What right did he have to claim to be the owner?
If Gu Hanxun was still alive, not to mention this place, without her saying a word, he would have given this place to her.
"If you want to fight, then fight. Anyway, I won't give up this place for the time being. Master, you are a Buddhist. You shouldn't tell lies. This spatial palace doesn't belong to the person who discovers it first."
The monk roared angrily, "If this isn't my place, could it be yours, you shameless occupier?"
Zhao Shuning's hands were also gathering spiritual power.
She had to defend herself.
After some time, when Xiao Qiu had settled the people in Jiangning City, he would come to join her. By then, with a helper, she wouldn't have to be afraid of this person.
Right.
Maybe
she could even use the power of the person in front of her to break through the bottleneck of her spiritual power.
She decided to act on her idea immediately.
Just as Zhao Shuning thought of this,
she immediately changed her expression.
She directly said, "Shameless monk, if you want to fight, then fight. Stop hesitating. You're acting like a woman. It's really contemptible."
The woman's sudden change of attitude
made the monk look puzzled.
Then, it was followed by deeper anger.
The spiritual energy in his body transformed into a giant dragon and rushed straight towards Zhao Shuning.
Seeing this,
Zhao Shuning didn't dodge.
Instead, she completely released the spiritual power in her hands. She actually intended to take this blow with her physical body?
How ridiculous.
However,
Zhao Shuning was disappointed.
Just when the giant dragon was about to hit her, the red lotus between her eyebrows suddenly appeared and then formed a huge lotus flower, completely wrapping Zhao Shuning inside.
The life - protecting talisman given by Bu Ran
had protected her once again at this moment.
The moment the red lotus between Zhao Shuning's eyebrows appeared, the monk in front of her was suddenly shocked.
The red lotus?
He suddenly withdrew his spiritual energy. The backlash of the spiritual energy made him take a few dozen steps back.
A wisp of bright red blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his lips.