Xu Feng wipes the cold sweat on his forehead, thinking that there is a risk in fooling people. If you are forced to be a monk, you really want to cry without tears. However, looking at the people with eyebrows stretching, Xu Feng couldn't help but feel comfortable.

shit! It turns out that I can become a master one day. Sure enough, this promising profession of magic staff suits me very well. Xu Feng thought in his heart whether he wanted to charge for help.

if Huineng knew that he thought Xu Feng, the master of Buddhism, was thinking about this, he would go berserk and blow Xu Feng out....