Chen Yang was overjoyed at what he heard.

"Are you awake at last?"

The wise monk came out of Chen Yang's Xuanhuang Shengu seed and quickly reached Chen Yang's head. He looked around curiously like a radar.

"Is this the birthday banquet of the Fairy of the Moon? Unexpectedly, there are no poor monks, Taoist friends, you also went here smoothly. Said the wise monk.

Chen Yang couldn't help turning a blind eye and communicating with the wise monk. "It seems that I can't live without you."

The wise monk laughed.

Chen Yang asked, "How are you doing now?"

The wise monk said, "It's better than ever. The seeds of...