"Master Xuhui gave a serene smile, and the golden alms bowl slowly rose into the air. If it were to slam down forcefully, the grey-robed Taoist's head would be smashed into absolute smithereens!"
"What kind of technique is this... Could Master Xuhui be an Elixir Qi martial artist?"
Fang Qingyao stared in a daze.
Chapter 22