The Legend of Noble Woman

Chapter 601 Immortal Spring Hall 3
I have lived in Xianquan Palace for four days.

Liu Zihao and Xiaomeng went to the main palace to burn incense and chant scriptures early in the morning.

The well-behaved performance of the two of them caught the eyes of several monks in Xianquan Palace.

He takes good care of them, and will give them a little more of the vegetarian dishes, and if there is any delicious food, he will leave some for them with compassion.

Early in the morning of the fifth day, the holy monk Amitabha actually asked the little monk to call Liu Zihao and Xiaomeng into his meditation room.

Xiaomeng was a little uneasy, "Why does this holy monk want to see the two of us?"

"Calm down, just dismantle the trick when you see it, don't worry so much."

Liu Zihao's expression was calm. If the holy monk Amitabha wanted to see them at this time, he must have something to do.

As far as he knew, the holy monk usually didn't care about things, but this time he wanted to see them, so he would be as weird as he thought.

The two had their own thoughts, quietly waiting for the holy monk Amitabha to come.

It didn't take long for the holy monk Amitabha to come to the meditation room in a bright cassock.

As soon as he entered the room, he clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, two little benefactors, please take your seat."

"Hello, Monk."

Liu Zihao and Xiaomeng looked at each other and answered in unison.

The holy monk Amitabha smiled knowingly, "You two want a fairy spring?"

"..."

Liu Zihao didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

The holy monk Amitabha took out a small bottle from his wide sleeve, "If you came here for this, then this monk gave it to you. Go back, don't waste your time here."

A small bottle is not enough!
Liu Zihao blinked, with a grateful face, "Thank you, the holy monk."

"Go back tomorrow."

The holy monk Amitabha smiled kindly, and then left Shi Shiran.

Xiaomeng didn't say a word, just watched Liu Zihao send him away.

Her little face was huddled together, and she stared at him, "What? Let's just take this small bottle of fairy spring and leave?"

"Have you seen the fairy spring?"

"No."

"Come on, let's meet each other."

Liu Zihao shook the small bottle in his hand, and motioned for her to come over and have a look.

So, I opened the small bottle, took two clean small porcelain cups, and poured a drop in each.

This drop of fairy spring is actually blue and clear.

Looking at it like this, I just feel that this fairy spring is like a crystal, the whole is crystal clear, bright and eye-catching.

"What a beautiful color!"

Xiaomeng was stunned on the spot with a look of admiration.

Liu Zihao laughed lightly, "Come on, let's taste what it tastes like. After trying it, we will know that when we meet the real fairy spring, we won't miss it."

"You mean, we're going to act tonight?"

Xiaomeng's eyes lit up, she was looking forward to this, but she had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Now that she is about to act, she just feels that the blood in her body is rushing, and she really wants to try her own strength when she steals the fairy spring this time.

Liu Zihao just looked at her with a smile, neither admitting nor denying it.

The two looked at each other, tacitly understanding each other.

After taking a drop of the fairy spring each, I felt full of strength.

"Come on, pack up our things first, we must get the fairy spring tonight, then we leave here and return home!"

Liu Zihao gave Xiaomeng orders in a deep voice.

Xiaomeng, who was dressed as a book boy, glanced at Liu Zihao and smiled, "I have nothing to pack, and I can fight anytime. What shall we do next?"

"Hijacking the holy monk."

Xiaomeng was dumbfounded on the spot, "What? You want to attack the holy monk Amitabha?"

(End of this chapter)