This situation is not unfamiliar to him; he had encountered it before when he first entered the Heart Demon Sword Prison.
But the difference is, the Heart Demon Sword Prison seems far inferior to this place.
And at that moment, a voice came from deep within the Zen Sect.
"Novice Monk, the hour has arrived, shouldn't you be sunning the Shell Leaf Scriptures?"
Song Yan quickly scanned his surroundings and slightly raised his hands.
Now, he wore no blood-stained clothes, bore no wounds, only a gray robe remained.
He acknowledged the voice, then stepped into the temple.
Beside the temple was a pond, and as he walked along its edge and caught a glimpse in its reflection, he saw the image of a handsome, lustful-eyed, red-lipped, seductive strong monk in gray robes.
A monk of this appearance could only be a Demon Monk!
At this moment, Song Yan had some realization in his heart.
