Several days later, in the countryside, three horse carriages moved slowly.
Inside the carriage, a few people sat together, chatting and laughing.
"Is the Red Lotus Temple truly as mystical as they say?"
"Of course, the Red Lotus Temple is renowned far and wide, over a thousand miles, across more than a dozen counties, who doesn't know of it?"
"I heard that the temple houses a High Monk, who not only has profound knowledge of the Buddhist Technique but also is skilled in the Qihuang Skill, able to revive the dead and heal bones, not to mention curing minor ailments with ease."
"Last time, Brother Feng obtained a magical remedy here, and after returning, he was invigorated, making a great show at the Spring Breeze Pavilion, even those battle-hardened courtesans couldn't withstand him and begged for mercy!"
"Such a thing?"
"So that's why you, Brother Zhang, suddenly had the idea to visit the temple; the key lies here!"
