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Chapter 2262

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This humble monk's Dharma name is Yan Chen. On my master's orders, I am here to bring Xiao Chen back to the Hidden Spirit Temple to receive punishment. "

The instant the Dharma name rang out, a silver light tore through the sky.

The light descended together with the voice. It was a young monk with red lips, white teeth, bright eyes, and a handsome appearance. He still looked like a child.

This was clearly a young novice monk, but he addressed himself as a humble monk. This was a rather comical scene.

Unfortunately, this little monk was simply too handsome. He gave off a rather adorable feeling.

The imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor frowned and said, "Little monk, this is not a place you should be. Quickly leave."

Yan Chen said gravely, "Greetings, Imperial Ancestor. This is the abbot's personal token, and this is my master's token, Xu Yun's. Imperial Ancestor, please take a look."

One was from the Hidden Spirit Temple's abbot, and the other was from the Venerable Xu Yun.

"Imperial Ancestor!"

Anxiety flashed in the First Prince Wang Fei's eyes as he tried to advise the Imperial Ancestor not to care too much and directly take down Xiao Chen.

"Don't be impatient."

Suspicion flashed in the imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor's eyes as he received the two tokens. After a while, his expression changed drastically.

The abbot's personal token stated that Xiao Chen caused havoc in Yan City at the foot of the spirit mountain, affecting several temples and destroying incense offerings. His crimes were unpardonable. Hence, the Imperial Ancestor sent Yan Chen to capture Xiao Chen and bring him back to the temple for punishment, cleansing his heart and cleansing his sins.

The other token was the Venerable Xu Yun's personal token, proving that the little monk's identity was real and that he was his disciple.

The two tokens complemented each other. They were absolutely authentic and could not be wrong.

The imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor wanted to find some mistakes but could not find any, so he could only return the token helplessly.

"Xiao Chen! You led the crowd to cause trouble in Yan City, destroying the Buddhist sect temples and injuring innocent pilgrims. You have committed grave crimes. On orders from my master, I have to capture you and bring you back to atone for your crimes. "

Yan Chen received the token and walked over to Xiao Chen with a grave expression. Then, he asked, "Do you admit to your crimes?"

The bystanders felt somewhat embarrassed. Xiao Chen had caused such a huge commotion, nearly destroying half of Yan City. Many of the First Prince's subordinates had died.

Finally, the Hidden Spirit Temple wanted to take Xiao Chen away for destroying the temple and injuring pilgrims.

On the surface, it looked like he wanted to punish Xiao Chen. In reality, he was clearly trying to absolve Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen indeed should not have destroyed the temple.

After being taken away by the imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor, who knew if Xiao Chen could return? The little monk appeared at the right time. Naturally, Xiao Chen had no reason to reject this favor.

"Pa!"

Yan Chen leaped up and ferociously smacked Xiao Chen's head. He said angrily, "There is no sincerity at all. You are really sinful.

The slap stunned Xiao Chen somewhat. Then, Yan Chen quickly took him away, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded people.

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Only then did everyone startle to their senses. Then, they recalled the silver light that appeared when the little monk appeared. It really was the Little Demonic Monk Silver Saber.

"Imperial Ancestor, there might be a trap. That Little Demonic Monk Silver Saber has a bad reputation and is not well-liked in the temple. How could the abbot hand such an important matter to him? "

The First Prince Wang Fei said seriously as a brilliant light flickered in his eyes.

The imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor reacted and looked around. However, Xiao Chen and the little monk were nowhere to be seen.

Outside the city:

"Pa!

Pa! Pa! "Xiao Chen continuously smacked the little monk's bald head. Then, he said softly," You are so impudent. To think that you dare to hit Big Brother in front of everyone. "

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Big Brother, stop hitting me."

The little monk held his head with both hands as he dodged left and right, crying out in pain.

Xiao Chen withdrew his hand and said, "Your token should be fake. Given how you are in such a rush to leave, it seems."

Yan Chen smiled and said, "The token is indeed fake. However, the part about destroying the temple and harming the devotees is just something I made up. Master only wanted to meet you, so he got me to invite you over. Before I left the mountain, I did not know that you caused such a huge disaster. Hence, I could only make up a reason to bring you away. "

Xiao Chen laughed hoarsely. "You are rather smart. Let's go. I also want to take a look at the Hidden Spirit Temple."

The top holy land of the Buddhist sects, the Hidden Spirit Temple, ruled over all the Buddhist sects in the world. Xiao Chen had a fate with Buddhism. This was especially so since Xiao Chen cultivated the Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique, a Buddhist sect forbidden technique. Perhaps he could make some breakthroughs in the Hidden Spirit Temple.

The two did not dare to linger for too long. They quickly rushed to Spirit Vulture Mountain outside Yan City.

There were many temples on Spirit Vulture Mountain, giving off a Buddhist light. There were many devotees, all of them grand and magnificent.

Even though such a huge commotion happened in the imperial capital, Yan City, there was still an endless stream of devotees.

Among them, there were ordinary mortals, as well as martial artists with varying cultivation levels. There were both strong and weak people.

Everyone was different. The only thing they had in common was a pious heart to Buddha.

At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Chen looked at this sacred mountain from a distance. He felt the vast and deep power of faith contained in the mountain.

That was a kind of power that was as vast as the sea, containing countless inheritances and opportunities.

The endless stream of devotees accumulated the power of faith. The Buddha accepted the power of faith and enjoyed the incense. Then, it passed on to the devotees, forming an orderly cycle. This cycle repeated endlessly, accumulating endlessly.

This resulted in the scene that Xiao Chen saw right now, vast and unfathomable.

The sea of faith formed by the incense felt as weak and insignificant as an ant in the depths of it.

Of course, ordinary people could not sense the profoundness of this.

What they directly felt was the Buddhist light supporting them, calming their bodies and minds, making them even more pious.

After walking along the mountain path for a while, Xiao Chen saw many temples along the way. These temples were hidden in the forest, burning incense and giving off a dense Buddhist light.

This made Spirit Vulture Mountain look like it was bathed in Buddhist light. Walking in it gave off a wondrous feeling of entering a place of bliss.

The colossal golden body of the Kāśyapa Buddha stood at the summit of the mountain. A bright light shone behind it, guiding all the devotees down the mountain.

Behind the Kāśyapa Buddha were indistinct bodhisattvas and arhats. They looked dignified and divine, not to be profaned.

"I heard that the Hidden Spirit Temple is not among these mountains. Even if ordinary people searched the entire mountain range, they would not be able to find it. In that case, is it in the Buddhist light of the Kāśyapa Buddha? "

Xiao Chen guessed that the Hidden Spirit Temple might be in the secret realm of the Buddhist light behind the Kāśyapa Buddha. One needed a certain identity to enter.

"Big Brother, you guessed wrong. The Hidden Spirit Temple is not behind the Kāśyapa Buddha, nor is it in a secret realm. It is in this forest. Come with me! "

The little monk smiled mysteriously and led Xiao Chen into a secluded path. Although the path was hidden, one could discover it if one paid attention.

The mountain path had not been maintained for a long time, looking like it had been there for many years.

Even though the sky was already dark on the mountain path, it was still as bright as day when illuminated by the Buddhist light.

After entering this ancient path, it was like entering another world. It was cold, desolate, and dark, but it seemed even more real.

Beside the desolate ancient road, green pine trees were planted, swaying slightly in the wind.

White moonlight sprinkled on the path. Aside from that, there was no other illumination.

Xiao Chen experienced a profound state. However, he felt suspicious. Could the Hidden Spirit Temple be at the end of this ancient path?

If that was the case, it would be rather simple.

Although this place was desolate, if a believer wanted to look for it, they would definitely be able to find it. This was because there was no illusion formation or secret realm. It was just a simple ancient path filled with pine trees.

Just as Xiao Chen felt suspicious, a faint fragrance wafted over.

Raising his head, he saw an ordinary-looking old temple ten miles ahead of him.

A few osmanthus trees grew in front of the temple. Under the white moonlight, the osmanthus flowers looked like they were bathed in a faint layer of silk.

From five kilometers away, Xiao Chen could clearly see the words "Hidden Spirit Temple" written on the temple door.

"It really is the Hidden Spirit Temple!"

Surprise flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes as he muttered to himself, feeling somewhat incredulous.

"The pine trees face the ancient path, and the white moon covers the cold mountain. This winding path leads to the Hidden Spirit Temple. "

Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind. Xiao Chen turned his head and saw a middle-aged man holding a folding fan with a sword hanging at his waist. This person walked with a majestic gait and extraordinary air. A sovereign's aura was hidden on his face. As he slowly approached, an overwhelming pressure pressed down.

This person did not purposely hide this aura. Just as Xiao Chen was about to use his Dragon Might to block, he discovered that the aura had already silently enveloped him.

However, he did not feel any discomfort. Instead, it felt strangely harmonious. It was like he was in this aura.

"Young man, there is no need to doubt. This is the genuine Hidden Spirit Temple."

"Young man, there is no need to doubt. This is the genuine Hidden Spirit Temple," the person who arrived said softly as he flung open his folding fan.

Xiao Chen asked cautiously, "Which expert of the royal clan are you?"

This person's strength was unfathomable. His Sovereign's Might was much stronger than that of the many princes. Xiao Chen had just caused a huge commotion in Yan City and got into a conflict with the royal clan's people. When he suddenly saw a royal clan expert, he could not help but be cautious.

"Who are you? Are you the Heavenly Alliance's Xiao Chen? The Dragon Race's Xiao Chen? Or is it the bladesman Xiao Chen who raged because of my martial nephew? "

The middle-aged man smiled faintly and countered with a question.

While Xiao Chen hesitated, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "So, there is no need to mind who I am. Right now, we are just visitors heading to the Hidden Spirit Temple."

After saying that, the middle-aged man headed straight for the temple without waiting for Xiao Chen's reply.

As Xiao Chen looked at this person's back, he muttered, "How strong! He gives the feeling that he is undefeatable."

"Isn't that obvious? He is the current Yan Emperor. Even Faux Gods might not be a match for him in the Yanwu Dynasty's territory, what more Big Brother? "

The little monk said in disdain.

This startled Xiao Chen. Only now did he recall that the sword at that person's waist was exactly the same as the Yan Imperial Sword that appeared in the Smiling Daughter Pavilion back then.

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