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Looking south to Buzhou, Yuzhou City.

Yuankong stood quietly in front of the pagoda where Yuanjing's relics were placed.

Of all the thoughts, reluctance is the most irritating.

Maybe it’s just because I’ve had it before that I can’t get used to not having it.

"Old monk, you were hiding something secret back then, and you didn't teach me how to let it go." Yuankong stretched out his hand to touch the pagoda, feeling the rough abrasive feeling on his fingertips, and said in a helpless tone, "Being a true monk these days is the hardest."

"You want to be selfish but you can't be selfish. You couldn't teach fake monks back then."

Yuan Kong sighed and waved his khaki monk's robe:

"But that's all. I can't blame you entirely. After all, you died young and I wasn't grown up at that time. Naturally, you couldn't teach me everything."

"I ran all the way from Dongsheng Shenzhou, but it was a waste of my time."

"The main reason I made this trip is to tell you that I probably won't be here for a long time in the future."

"Of course, I would like to chat with you and relieve my feelings."

"In addition, Zenlin Temple is developing very well. Their management now is much better than what you managed back then."

"So if I come again later, I hope you will still stay here."

Yuankong stood in front of the tower and finished speaking. Then he rolled up his sleeves, leaving his khaki-colored back behind and started walking down the stairs.

After the cultivation was in place, the dark-skinned monk in the past also regained his fair complexion.

The little monk who looked pretty back then was also somewhat handsome.

Yuankong walked out of Zenlin Temple calmly, then he blocked his own aura and began to walk out of Zenlin Temple.

There have been changes in Yuzhou City, but not that big.

Occasionally, the members of the Demon Suppression Department who were seen patrolling by also changed their faces. I wonder if the old people I knew in the past are still there.

When you step back on the streets that you remember in the past, you will always feel like you are back in those old memories.

Yuankong slowly walked out of the main gate of Yuzhou City, and then he turned around, feeling filled with emotion in his heart.

"Does it look good?"

"My hometown is naturally beautiful."

Yuan Kong heard the familiar voice and answered naturally. Then he recovered and looked towards the direction of the voice in horror.

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