"Amitabha Buddha!"
A voice of Buddha resounded in the ears of the two, and then a figure penetrated the defenses of Celestial Sword Mountain, landing nimbly not far from the two.
"Just arrived at Celestial Sword Mountain and heard an old Daoist speaking idle words about the poor monk."
Dongyangzi couldn't help but smile, "Monk, isn't your temperament rather impatient?"
"Amitabha Buddha! Of course not impatient!"
The visitor was a skinny monk appearing to be in his seventies or eighties, with dark skin, an aged face full of wrinkles, and a sparse, unkempt goat beard.
It was none other than Zen Master Ben Hong, the Ancestor from Great Vajra Temple.
Zen Master Ben Hong remarked, "If the monk were impatient, he wouldn't be here now; instead, he'd go straight to Tuzhou Yuzhen Temple."
Divine Monarch Hui Jian couldn't help but pat his forehead, saying helplessly, "I shouldn't have told you about the roots of Profound Profound Demon Lord!"
