It wasn’t until Master Bitter Bamboo and Jason and the rest of the group were far away that Draco confirmed that he was safe for the time being, his life was saved and hisbat was not broken.


    The p of Master Bitter Bamboo has caused him to suffer severe injuries, and it will take at least a few months to fully recover.


    Demon Son hase forward to help Draco up, Draco looked towards a direction, said in a respectful and grateful tone: “Thank you for your help.”


    He knew who the helper was, if not for this senior’s intervention, by the time Master Bitter Bamboo’s second palm fell, he would have been a wreck.


    Master Bitter Bamboo’s family may not kill him, but it will definitely ruin hisbat and reduce him to a cripple from now on.


    …


    Jason is walking along the same road towards the foot of Peak Otltino.


    Master Bitter Bamboo also followed them, which really made Jason feel like he had hired a free super bodyguard to escort him.


    “Thanks to Master Bitter Bamboo for saving us this time.” Jason opened his mouth and continued, “But the master called me senior brother, I think it was deliberate, right? It’s to make the other side think that there is some kind of rtionship between Master and me.”


    “Amitabha. Senior Brother can just call me Bitter Bamboo or Senior Brother.” Master Bitter Bamboo spoke up as he said, “Senior Brother being the heir of Old Mr. Miller, it is reasonable for Bitter Bamboo to call you Senior Brother.”


    “Mr. Miller … Master means Old Mr. Miller?” asked Jason, surprised.


    Master Bitter Bamboo nodded and said, “Exactly.”


    “Master Bitter Bamboo you and Old Mr. Miller or the same school, ah?” Jason was really surprised.


    Master Bitter Bamboo said, “Before Old Mr. Miller left Kuchan Temple and entered the red world to be enlightened, he did not ept any disciples. Master Bitter Bamboo said, “Before Old Mr. Miller left Kuchan Temple and entered the red world, he did not have a personal disciple, but after he entered the red world, he epted a disciple in themon world, and this disciple is Old Mr. Miller, who has been brought up by Old Mr. Miller since he was young and has received the true teachings of Kuchan Temple, so from this point of view, it is reasonable for the poor monk to call you a brother.”


    “Master Bitter Bamboo, have you made a mistake? But I didn’t hear him teach me any Buddhist teachings.” Jason said in a hurry.


    “Amitabha Buddha. Please also ask Brother to never refer to me as Master Bitter Bamboo again. If Old Mr. Miller hears this, I’m afraid the poor monk will get a lecture. You should call me Master.” Master Bitter Bamboo said with folded hands.


    Jason’s face was a little embarrassed, this old monk in front of him is obviously a very famous and prestigious monk, but he called him a senior brother?


    This is clearly not to take advantage of it.


    But looking at Master Bitter Bamboo’s serious face, I can’t help but shout this way.


    “Jason is really not used to it.


    The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re doing. Old Mr. Miller once approached him and wanted to teach him about Grand Vajra Realm, but Old Mr. Miller said frankly that Grand Vajra Realm did not have the inheritance on the paper scriptures, and Old Mr. Miller did not leave it behind. The only way to understand it is to rely on your own experience in the red world.”


    Jason froze and couldn’t help but ask, “What does this Grand Vajra Realm mean?”


    Master Bitter Bamboo smiled together and said, “There is no need to know, brother. ording to what the poor monk thinks, I am afraid Old Mr. Miller has already made an arrangement. The poor monk will not say more.”


    Jason was confused and seemed to be in the clouds.


    He could not believe that there was an additional disciple out of thin air, or a monk whose own strength had reached the Saint Master Stage, and whose force value was so high that he himself could not believe it. Now there is talk of Grand Vajra Realm, he is even more iprehensible.


    “Darcey has met Master Bitter Bamboo.”


    As he walked, Darcey said to Master Bitter Bamboo in a respectful tone.


    Master Bitter Bamboo looked at Darcey and said, “Darcey you are wee. the Old Mr. Stokes is okay?”


    “My grandfather is fine.” Darcey said.


    Master Bitter Bamboo nodded and said, “the Old Mr. Stokes has a good granddaughter, just … s, it’s a pity.”


    Darcey’s eyes rolled, she understood the meaning of Master Bitter Bamboo’s words, but her face looked very quiet, smiling and said: “I do not think it is nothing. As long as I can live each day to the fullest, I will be satisfied and will not leave any regrets.”


    “Amitabha Buddha. Darcey has such a state of mind, and I admire him.” Master Bitter Bamboo spoke up and continued, “There are no words for the Great Enlightenment, Darcey has great wisdom and wisdom, and I hope that his good fortune will have its own destiny.”


    “Master Bitter Bamboo is veryplimentary. I can’t reach such a state of enlightenment. The sky is unpredictable, and life is no different. As long as I can control my own destiny now, I think that’s enough.” Darcey said.


    “Amitabha, goodness, goodness!”


    Master Bitter Bamboo chanted a Buddhist phrase with folded hands.


    Jason gradually let himself ept the fact that there was an additional Buddhist master out of thin air, the embarrassing thing was that he was not a monk ah, not a Buddhist, so this was a bit awkward.


    Master Bitter Bamboo did not care about these, he went along with the way to look very easy-going and very approachable, not at all the Buddhist monk unreachable sense of distance.


    If he hadn’t seen the Saint Master Stage pressure that Master Bitter Bamboo disyed, Jason would have thought that Master Bitter Bamboo was no different from ordinary ascetics.


    “Brother, yourbat has reached Saint Master Stage, right?” Jason asked.


    “Combat achievement is nothingpared to Old Mr. Miller.” Master Bitter Bamboo said.


    Jasonughed and said, “You mean Old Mr. Miller, who I think is probably far worse than you. He just brags all day long about how good he is, he doesn’t know how to be modest, and that’s not as good as you.”Content held by N?velDrama.Org.


    Master Bitter Bamboo smiled faintly and didn’t say anything.


    “Senior brother, your previous strike was simply overbearing, you almost killed that Grand Elder of Supremes Holy Land on the ground with one p.” Jason opened his mouth and continued, “But howe you didn’t continue with a second p at the end? Just p that Demon Sect Grand Elder to death.”


    “Amitabha Buddha. Buddhism should not be easily killed. Even if Draco’s demonic nature is deep, the poor monk can only get rid of his own demonic nature and let it live and die.” Master Bitter Bamboo spoke up and continued, “As for the poor monk to withdraw the second palm, it is because there is an old man with whom the poor monk does not want to get involved in karma to interfere. When the poor monk made the first palm, he did not stop it. Since the second palm he came out, the poor monk also had to retract.”


    After listening to Bitter Bamboo, Jason immediately realized that the mysterious person who spoke out to stop Master Bitter Bamboo must be of extraordinary origin, otherwise it would not be enough to make Master Bitter Bamboo such a Saint Master Stage high monk scare to sell face to him.


    “Brother, who is this person? Is it some old guy in Supremes Holy Land?”


    Jason couldn’t help but ask curiously.