A look of lingering fear appeared on Mengqi's face, and it was obvious that those times left a very deep impression on it: "At the most dangerous time, several evil spirits rushed to the core of our mysterious lock. Fortunately, Lord Angola exiled them all... The situation in the city is fine at present, but the food is insufficient..."

"I see!"

Wu Ming nodded and sent them away. He saw the wandering Taoist priests finally step forward, his face full of expectation: "I have seen Your Majesty the Supreme!"

"Well, you don't have to be polite!"

Wu Ming smiled and waved his hand gently, and a burst of purple aura helped several people up.

"Please ask, is Your Majesty purely practicing and attaining enlightenment?"

The old Taoist, whose hair and beard were all white and whose skin was like a baby, had shiny eyes and asked directly.

"Of course!"

In this regard, Wu Ming naturally does not need to hide it.

"Very good!"
Chapter completed!