chapter 78 Tai Chi Liang Yi Jue

Meng Wusheng returned to his seat, and a Dao Sect disciple hurriedly bandaged his wound, constantly whispering comfort and occasionally patting Meng Wusheng on the shoulder, obviously to comfort Meng Wusheng. The atmosphere in the hall was a bit strange. It seemed that no one was willing to stand up and challenge. However, several disciples of the Dharma Hall got busy, changing tea for everyone in the hall and bringing fresh and clean fruits. However, no one was willing to eat those fresh...