The Yan Emperor!
The middle-aged man who just walked over was actually the current emperor of the Yanwu Dynasty.
The doubts in Xiao Chen's heart cleared up. No wonder this person's sovereign's aura was ten times, even one hundred times, stronger than that of the princes. No wonder this person's aura did not feel any discomfort after containing Xiao Chen.
Everything under the sky belonged to the emperor.
As long as one was in the Yanwu Dynasty, it was like one was in the other party's small world at all times. Furthermore, this small world had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. The one hundred and eight feudal lords, three thousand Noble Clans, hundreds of sects, and the various factions attached to it would all invisibly increase the dynasty's Luck and strength.
Even Xiao Chen himself would invisibly strengthen the dynasty's accumulations when he was in it.
However, it was too insignificant and negligible. However, that might not be the case after a long time.
Now that Xiao Chen's old doubts were gone, new doubts arose.
Earlier, Xiao Chen nearly tore down a small portion of the imperial capital and caused a commotion at his son's wedding, turning him into a joke before the world.
To think that the old man still had the leisure to come to this Hidden Spirit Temple to offer incense and pray to Buddha.
Even when the old man saw Xiao Chen, he did not show any rage or murderous intent. Xiao Chen could not figure out what he was thinking.
"Strange …"
Xiao Chen muttered in his heart, feeling extremely confused.
"Come on, let's go. Don't just stand there like a fool. Even if he is the current Yan Emperor, he will not dare to do anything to you in this Hidden Spirit Temple. Don't worry. "
The little monk quickly consoled Xiao Chen, thinking that he feared the Yan Emperor and did not dare to climb the mountain.
Xiao Chen did not worry about his safety in the Hidden Spirit Temple. He just felt some doubts, so he did not explain and let Yan Chen continue leading the way.
After a while, they traveled five kilometers in an instant.
The fragrance from before drifted over with the wind, faintly drifting over. When they arrived before the temple, the moonlight illuminated the osmanthus tree. However, they could not smell any osmanthus fragrance.
"The ancient road in the pine forest fills the cold mountain with white snow. The winding path leads to the Hidden Spirit Temple. "
Xiao Chen recited the poem that the Yan Emperor recited. As he looked at the simple signboard in front of the temple, he still felt some disbelief.
To think that this place was the Hidden Spirit Temple.
Not to mention the majestic temples on the mountain, even the guest halls at the foot of the mountain were much better than this Hidden Spirit Temple.
Return to the natural state?
Xiao Chen's brows furrowed slightly. Returning to one's true nature was about being casual and natural. Deliberately making it so simple and crude would instead seem pretentious.
Given the Hidden Spirit Temple's status and strength, a grand and imposing temple made it seem more natural.
"Isn't this Hidden Spirit Temple very hard to find? Why did the other pilgrims say that they couldn't find it anywhere? Could it be that this is some kind of forbidden area? "
Xiao Chen asked, unable to suppress the doubts in his heart.
The little monk smiled faintly and said softly, "This place is really not a forbidden area. When ordinary worshippers come in, the senior and junior brothers in the temple will also treat them with courtesy. He explained the Buddhist scriptures, served tea, and was very polite. However, do you think that these people really think that this is the Hidden Spirit Temple? They probably just think that it is a temple with the same name. "
"Don't overthink. I know you are very disappointed. However, this is really the Hidden Spirit Temple. I grew up here, just like my family. I won't lie to you. "
Yan Chen's youthful face filled with smiles. He probably felt happy to be able to bring Xiao Chen to his home as a guest.
As Yan Chen entered the temple, other monks occasionally passed by.
When these monks saw Yan Chen, they would respectfully greet him as Little Martial Grand Uncle before quickly leaving.
These junior brothers and senior brothers must have already experienced the Little Demonic Monk Silver Saber's bad luck.
Yan Chen felt somewhat embarrassed. Every time this happened, he would laugh loudly and quickly introduce the temple to Xiao Chen, changing the topic.
"Void Cloud Hall?"
Xiao Chen thought to himself when he saw the words on the courtyard wall after arriving at a backyard near the mountain.
It is clearly a courtyard, but it is written as a hall. This is rather interesting.
Xiao Chen thought about how grand and majestic the Heaven Dragon Hall was. This courtyard before him could not compare at all.
"My master stays here. Come, I'll bring you in."
When Xiao Chen entered the courtyard, the ground was covered in fallen leaves. When he stepped on them, they rustled like he was walking on snow.
Although the courtyard was simple and crude, it wasn't small. Just the adjacent wing rooms alone numbered quite a few.
Two people were currently playing Go under an old tree in the courtyard.
One of them carried a sword. His facial features were sharp like they were carved by a knife. He looked extraordinarily handsome and gave off an extraordinary air.
When Xiao Chen looked carefully, he felt startled. Isn't this Su Hanshan, whom I just met?
The person across from Su Hanshan wore embroidered robes. His sleeves looked as gaudy as a skirt. The skin on this person's face was smooth and tender, and his exquisite facial features formed a handsome face.
However, this person did not give off a distant feeling. Instead, he appeared very gentle. Coupled with that smooth and tender face, he gave off a surprisingly gentle feeling.
This person was currently hesitating, frowning slightly, not knowing where to place his Go stone.
"Hey … why does this person feel somewhat familiar? However, I cannot recall where."
As Xiao Chen pondered, that person raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen. Then, his frown relaxed, and his eyes narrowed as he revealed a smile.
In that instant, it felt like winter had passed, and spring arrived quietly.
A smile contains spring, but this spring is not that spring. It was a gentle spring breeze that melted the ice and snow. Hundreds of flowers bloomed in the spring breeze.
Xiao Chen was stunned on the spot. His heart felt like it was in the wilderness. Ten thousand horses were galloping and whistling past. It was like heavenly thunder rolling endlessly.
This is … Uncle Beggar?
No, this is the Spring Snow Bladesman, Pan Huang!
These were two completely different styles. What was even more inconceivable was that the two seemed to have arrived at the Hidden Spirit Temple one after the other.
"Little Brother Xiao Chen, unexpectedly, you also came to the Hidden Spirit Temple."
When Pan Huang saw Xiao Chen, his eyes lit up, and he prepared to walk over.
But just as he was about to get up, Su Hanshan's sword landed on his shoulder, forcing him back down.
"Hurry up and make your move. I want to have a better view. If you want to give up, admit defeat first. "
Su Hanshan said indifferently with a calm expression.
Xiao Chen felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward and didn't know how to deal with it.
"Who are the two of you? Why are you in my master's courtyard? This is not a place where visitors can enter. Quickly leave. Quickly leave."
Doubt flashed in the little monk's eyes. As he looked at these two strangers, confusion flashed in his eyes.
The little monk immediately walked over with large strides, preparing to chase them away.
When Su Hanshan and Pan Huang saw the little monk walk over, shock flashed in their eyes.
Su Hanshan carefully put away his sword and gently leaped up. Before the little monk could approach, he landed on the wall.
Pan Huang's figure flashed, appearing like he teleported to the wall. The two seemed to fear this little monk somewhat.
It was like Pan Huang could see the bad luck the two carried and did not dare to touch him.
"What a fast Movement Technique!" Yan Chen's eyes lit up as he continued to give chase.
"Don't be rude!"
Xiao Chen was about to remind Yan Chen when a shout stopped him. It was Venerable Xu Yun.
Xiao Chen had met Venerable Xu Yun once at the Soaring Dragon Marquis's Residence. The two could be considered to have met before.
"Master."
Yan Chen leaped up and landed before Venerable Xu Yun. Then, he pointed at Su Hanshan and Pan Huang and asked, "Who are these two?"
"They are the abbot's honored guests. They are here to rest for a while. You startled them."
"Haha! Venerable Xu Yun is joking. It can't be considered startling. Is this that child from back then? With one look, he truly lives up to his reputation. "
Pan Huang and Su Hanshan had already landed again. As they looked at Yan Chen, they showed curious expressions.
"That's good, then. Benefactors, please go about your business first. I have to entertain Benefactor Xiao. "
After some pleasantries, Venerable Xu Yun led Xiao Chen into a tea room in the hall. Then, Venerable Xu Yun personally brewed tea.
"Benefactor Xiao, how have you been? Looking at the time, it has been ten years since we last met. "
Venerable Xu Yun smiled softly as he served a cup of brewed tea.
After receiving the teacup, Xiao Chen did not rush to taste it. After some thought, he said, "Many thanks for Venerable's help this time. Otherwise, we would have been in trouble."
Since Su Hanshan and Pan Huang were both here, Venerable Xu Yun was not as ignorant as the little monk claimed.
"You are too polite. However, since you are already here, you should stay in this Hidden Spirit Temple for a few days. Even without this matter, I would like to invite Benefactor Xiao to stay for a few days. "
Venerable Xu Yun smiled faintly as he spoke unhurriedly.
Xiao Chen entered deep thought. The other party should have other intentions. However, since Ran Wei said so, he would not ask further. ---
--- At the same time, in the Hidden Spirit Temple's main hall:
After the Yan Emperor offered incense alone, he looked at the Kāśyapa Buddha image. Then, he picked up a bamboo lot and asked, "Is my lot good or bad?"
Whether the Yan Emperor was willing or not, the result of the lot would implicate the entire Yanwu Dynasty; it was unavoidable.
The Hidden Spirit Temple's abbot, Xu Ye, walked out from the side and received the bamboo lot. After a while, he sighed softly, "The worst lot."
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