Dragon Boat City.
"Buddha, have mercy!"
As the chant echoed, Shi Zhengyuan slowly turned around to face the eighteen people before him.
These were,
almost all the remaining people from Ling Mountain who stood out within the entire Golden Province.
Weak ones were Grandmasters, and the strong ones were Great Grandmasters.
"How many years has it been..." an old man sighed, "Didn't think we could reunite again, we're all people without a home."
He looked at Shi Zhengyuan:
"But now, since there still exists a Buddha Country, perhaps we can once again strengthen Ling Mountain!"
Shi Zhengyuan nodded slightly. He had been in hiding for many years, and the only one who knew of his whereabouts was a former monk, Hong Tianbao.
Choosing to stand up again now, and even choosing to raise the banner, was all because of High Heaven.
Suddenly, he felt confident again.
"A price."
Shi Zhengyuan's gaze swept over the eighteen individuals, speaking heavily:
"A blessing."
