Just as Liu Jie was a few feet away from the skeletal remains of the enlightened monk.
A golden light suddenly shone from the skeletal figure, upon seeing this, Liu Jie continuously backed away.
"Fear not, young ones!" A kind-hearted old monk appeared in front of Jiang Yuan and his companions.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuan immediately felt a sense of caution well up inside him.
The remaining consciousness in him clearly had some autonomy and should not be taken lightly.
He quickly took several steps backwards, greeted, "Greetings, senior!"
The old monk with a kindly smile nodded: "I have an ungrateful request, I hope the three of you can comply!"
"Just say it, as long as we can do it, we will certainly try our best!" Jiang Yuan said.
The monk nodded satisfactorily: "Please, benefactors, bring my relics back to Lankesh Temple after my passing, so that my soul can return to its former home!"