Great Consort Hui gritted her teeth and coldly glanced at the grand preceptor.
Inside the Taoist temple, Xie Pinggang saw that Xie Qiao had started her ritual and hurriedly left.
Xie Qiao had already told him that the grand preceptor was doomed, but he had to find him dead or alive. He had to find out his whereabouts. Now, he had some clues and found a few witnesses who saw the grand preceptor last…
Now, he could roughly determine the general location of the grand preceptor.
The scene was solemn and quiet. Only Xie Qiao's recitation of the scriptures could be heard.
Meng Jifang really wanted to ask, could it be that she had to keep doing this for the past nine days?
It was so tiring…
It was only the first day, and he already did not want to move…
However, there was something else in front of him besides the talisman water. His master had actually prepared many Taoist scriptures for him in advance. Did this mean... reciting?
