Chaos of the martial King beasts (1)

There were many Buddhist cultivators in the sword sealing city, and many of them did not have any precepts. Therefore, it was not uncommon to see meat-wine monks. When Zhao Hai entered the tavern, the people in the tavern only glanced at him. No one cared and continued to drink their wine.

Zhao Hai sat quietly in the tavern. Immediately, a waiter ran over and put his palms together in greeting."Master, what do you need?"

"Amitabha. I only need five steamed buns and a pot of water. Thank you, benefactor," Zhao Hai said with a smile.

The shop assistant didn't mind and just nodded, " "Alright, please wait a moment, Grandmaster." After saying that, he turned around and left. Zhao Hai, on the other hand, perked up his ears. He knew that these people in the bar would definitely know something. He wanted to hear what they had to say.