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Wu Guifang had a bad premonition, "What does Princess Qin mean by this?"

Murong Ling ignored him, and turned to ask Chun Xi who was beside him, "Who is the great monk from the capital?"

"Reporting to wangfei, she's the Sacred Heart Mage of the National Guardian Temple."

"That's good. Men, invite the Sacred Heart Mage over." Murong Ling laughed playfully: "Just say it, I'll ask grandmaster to come and catch me."

Li Cangmin unhappily frowned and pressed her palm. "Princess, you're not a monster, you're not to speak carelessly."

Murong Ling silently looked at him, and lost in the end under his gaze, "Alright, I will change my words."

To be honest, as a modern person, she was not as superstitious as the ancient people. She had an instinctive fear and fear towards demons. However, even if she could absorb heaven and earth origin energy, perhaps monsters really could exist in this world.

"Wait!"

Wu Guifang suddenly shouted, he did not expect Murong Ling to make such an unusual move, and instead, make a comeback. The Witch had said that she was framing Murong Ling, if she invited a mage over, wouldn't he suffer a crushing defeat?

"The Heavenly Imperial Guardians were reverends of the Royal Family, if the Princess Qin was really the Witch, who knows if he would cover herself up for the Royal Family."

"Those who go abroad do not use their words. The Sacred Heart Mage is a highly respected monk, Disobedience Marquis is overthinking it."

Murong Ling scoffed, pointed at the commoners, "This Concubine is looking for the Sacred Heart Mage, do you believe me?"

Wu Qing immediately went over to clear the acupoints of a few people before they were able to open their mouths. "We naturally believe in the virtue and prestige of a Sacred Heart Mage."

The others all nodded in agreement as well. Murong Ling then looked at Disobedience Marquis and said, "Disobedience Marquis, since everyone agrees, what other opinions do you have?"

Wu Guifang's eyes turned and he suddenly had an idea, "It's not that it's impossible to ask a Sacred Heart Mage to help, but to be safe, we have to get another Taoist."

Although the two families could live peacefully together in the capital, they were secretly competing with each other for the citizens' incense. Wu Guifang had invited the Taoist priest as an invitation, but it was clear that he did not have any good intentions.

Murong Ling was skilled and bold, without fear, "Of course you can."

"Alright, then let's invite the Hollow Jade Temple's yellow-browed Taoist."

Seeing that her servants had left, Chun Xi looked at Murong Ling worriedly, "Esteemed wangfei, I heard that the Golden Eyebrow Daoist of Hollow Jade Temple and the National Guardian Temple are at odds. If he comes, what should we do?"

"It's fine, I'm not afraid of being crooked."

About an hour later, a group of bald heads and a group of cultivators appeared at the same time on Le Chang Street in the Prince Qin Palace. The two groups of people had kind looks and looked good, but were unwilling to lag behind, going head to head.

It seemed that even someone who had reached the level of dao wouldn't be able to stop himself from having seven emotions and six desires.

He was wearing a beautiful monastic robe, and his hand held onto a nine-ringed iron rod. His entire body was shining with a golden light, as if it were coated with a layer of Buddhist light. He truly did have the bearing of a high monk.

When the citizens saw him, it was as if they were mistresses seeing their idol. Their faces were red from excitement as they chanted buddhist charms with sincerity and piety. There was no trace of the burning of the Witch just now.

This scene made Yellowbrow Daoism, who was standing to the side, puffed his beard and glared at him. His thick, yellow brows wrinkled like a caterpillar, making him look even more fiendish. Compared to the Sacred Heart Mage under the illumination of buddhist light, he was more like a black bad Taoist. With such a monastery head, it's no wonder that the Jade Hollow Temple's incense could not burn.