Chen Mo hadn't come back to his senses when a sensation of alternating hot and cold struck, making him shiver involuntarily.
???
What's going on?
His eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes.
His vision hadn't fully recovered yet, and he could only vaguely see a graceful silhouette playing on a rocking ride, a talisman stuck on the wheel emitting a red and blue intertwined glow.
"Where are you sticking the talisman paper?!"
"Don't worry about it, just tell me if it works."
"This is too absurd..."
"In terms of cultivation, I may not be as good as you, but in this area, you're far behind me. Watch closely and learn well."
"Wait a minute, he seems to be waking up... Hey? Where is he, why isn't he speaking..."
Chen Mo regained clarity of mind, sat up on the bed, and stared blankly at Ji Hongxiu, "Daoist Venerable, what is this?"
