"Doctor Lin, the Vajra Temple and Xingyue Temple are not as peaceful as they look outside."
Fake thought he was very kind, but he still had to say something clearly: "The masters of the Vajra Temple and the Xingyue Temple certainly do not have the three holy places. Without the martial saints, there would be no dragon pulp rice. It is not impossible to cultivate it. Master Sajia once told Sajia that the dragon pith rice in the Vajra Temple is all the eminent monks who are going to die. Only by transforming their qi and blood essence, nourishing the soil and seeds, can they grow dragon pith rice. It is by this method that the Vajra Temple can be passed down from generation to generation. "
Lin Ning could not help being moved when he heard the words. He asked curiously, "What is cultivated like this..."