The old Buddha's chant sounded, and Zhang Yuan was shocked and immediately turned around.

The golden monk had appeared behind him at some point.

He immediately stuffed the gourd into his arms, folded his hands together, and bowed, "I've seen the Holy Monk."

An invisible force lifted Zhang Yuan up, and the golden monk said sincerely: "I thank Zhang Shaoxia for helping Shaolin solve the disaster and avoiding the disaster for Jiuzhou."

"You are polite to the Holy Monk, you should do it."

Zhang Yuan said.

The golden monk bowed slightly and said, "Young Master Zhang, I'm arrogant. What is the power just now?"

Zhang Yuan hesitated for a moment and told the truth.

He took out the red gourd in his arms, and there were still screaming loudly inside, making a sound from the small hole. It was not loud, but it could be heard.

Zhang Yuan did not tell the golden monk what the Dharma Sect was, but only said that the gourd suddenly showed its might and brought the three people into it.

"Purple Gold Gourd```"

The golden monk looked meditated, as if he had fallen into some memories, and said, "I have read ancient books in the fairy world. I seem to have seen similar gourds. Ancient books record that there is a flying knife inside, which can be cut off people from the air, and there is no urging anything, and no immortals cannot kill them. Could it be that this is the same gourd?"
Chapter completed!