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Chapter 888

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Gou Hanshi faintly smiled. "When your senior brothers first entered the capital, they also thought the same. Your Fourth Brother felt even more vexed when he saw him, wanting nothing more than to pull out his sword and hack him to death. Later on, he realized that his cheap mouth was just loathsome, not that he was a bad person. Otherwise, why would your Fourth Brother want to go to Wenshui to save him?"

"I don't owe him a favor. Next time, if he wants to hack me to death, he can continue," Tang Thirty-Six indifferently said.

Gou Hanshi suddenly thought of something and asked, "What about that person?"

Tang Thirty-Six knew that he was asking about Zhexiu and replied, "He went to Mount Li."

Gou Hanshi was startled, but after a moment, he realized that Zhexiu was just scaring him. In the event of a major event like the closing of South Stream Temple, Zhexiu was assuredly at Chen Changsheng's side. Presumably, he was hiding in the shadows to guard against any sudden changes, so why would he suddenly go to Mount Li?

"After so many years, when will you mature a little?" he helplessly asked Tang Thirty-Six.

Tang Thirty-Six jeered, "You think I'm very childish? Then why are you scared by me? It means that you also know that you are in the wrong in this matter. "

Gou Hanshi thought about how his junior sister had become increasingly silent in the last few years and sighed. No one would dare to break the strict order that Martial Granduncle had given before he left, so what should be done about this matter?

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Huai Ren spoke very calmly. She used an indifferent voice and gentle tone to explain the history of the closing of the temple and the practical needs of today's closing. Although she did not explicitly state it, everyone knew that it was to avoid the war between the Orthodoxy and the Imperial Court. At the same time, she obscurely expressed that she and her two junior sisters had no intention of interfering with the affairs of South Stream Temple. Once the closing of the temple began, they would formally enter seclusion and would no longer express any opinions on the affairs of the temple. And if the Holy Maiden ended her seclusion early, she could announce the opening of the temple at any time.

Her pale white robes complemented the light from the sky, and coupled with her gentle expression and benevolent Qi, she seemed extremely persuasive.

Some of the cultivators who had been shocked and confused by the closing of South Stream Temple at the very beginning, especially those affiliated sects that were closely related to South Stream Temple and fiercely opposed it, gradually began to feel that this was the best choice for them and South Stream Temple.

Following that, Taoist Nun Huai Ren talked about the specific arrangements after the closing of the temple.

Holy Maiden Peak was a holy land, the ancestral court of the Daoist sects of the south. It was not as simple as one peak and one temple, and it was not as simple as having several hundred disciples not interacting with the secular world. South Stream Temple governed countless subordinate sects, possessing countless industries and fields. All of this needed to be arranged in advance to avoid any major unrest.

She first spoke to the Imperial Court's diplomatic mission, the general gist of which was that she hoped that the Imperial Court would place the people of the world above all else and not waste South Stream Temple's good intentions in closing the temple. The Prince of Xiang rose and represented the emperor in making a solemn promise to the Imperial Court, that he would definitely do so and so forth.

Soon after, she declared to her fellow Daoists of the south that all the subsidiary sects of Holy Maiden Peak, as well as their properties, fields, and gardens, would be handed over to the Mount Li Sword Sect to manage. Gou Hanshi was flabbergasted at these words, but he still stood up and nodded his head. He did not say anything else, because he knew that this matter would not end so simply.

"Do you have any objections to this arrangement?"

Daoist Nun Huai Ren asked the Longevity Sect Elder. The Longevity Sect had withered long ago, and this second-generation elder was one generation younger than Huai Ren and the other two Daoist nuns. However, the Longevity Sect and Holy Maiden Peak were both part of the ancestral court of the southern faction of the Daoist faith, so he had to at least ask for its opinion.

Of course, there were no surprises. This second-generation elder of the Longevity Sect immediately expressed his agreement, not forgetting to offer a few words of praise.

Gou Hanshi said nothing. In the southern cultivation world, Holy Maiden Peak and the Longevity Sect reigned supreme. Not even the Mount Li Sword Sect could say anything.

Finally, Huai Ren turned to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng was the Pope, nominally representing the entire Orthodoxy, the Daoist faith. The closing of South Stream Temple required his approval in name.

But in the end, this was only a matter of name.

Countless gazes also fell upon Chen Chang Sheng.

He was the Pope, sitting at the highest place.

He seemed high and lofty, but in reality, he was rather lonely. He seemed very powerful, but he found it very difficult to stop all this.

Unless, before the Orthodoxy and the Imperial Court went to war, they would first have to fight South Stream Temple.

"I wonder what Chen Chang … no, what His Holiness the Pope will say," Bai Cai nervously said as he watched.

Gou Hanshi replied, "In normal circumstances, he won't speak. In front of others, he's never said much. Moreover, whenever Tang Tang is present, it's always Tang Tang who speaks."

Just as expected, Tang Thirty-Six stood up and walked from the Mount Li Sword Sect's seating area to the center of the square.

Countless gazes moved from Chen Changsheng to him, but he seemed to feel nothing. He asked Huai Ren, "Your honorable surname?"

Huai Ren calmly replied, "My Daoist name is Huai Ren."

If Tang Thirty-Six wanted to find a breakthrough by infuriating her, she would not give this junior of the Tang clan a single chance.

She had cultivated in South Stream Temple for more than one hundred years, and she had wandered the world for even more. Although her cultivation had not broken through that threshold, her Dao heart had long since become brightly lit.

She had not expected that Tang Thirty-Six had never intended to infuriate her, only wanted to use this opportunity to speak his mind.

"So you're not surnamed Xu, then you're definitely not Xu Yourong's aunt."

Tang Thirty-Six looked at her and said, "Of course, even if you were the Holy Maiden's aunt, your words just now were useless. They were all nonsense."

These words caused an uproar.

Daoist Nun Huai Ren's sentimental, reasonable, and even touching words were all nonsense in his eyes?

These three Daoist nuns were extremely senior martial grandaunts of South Stream Temple. Both the Prince of Xiang and the two clan heads treated them with the utmost respect.

Who could have expected Tang Thirty-Six to speak so rudely to them?

"No matter how senior you are, what right do you have to decide the future of South Stream Temple?"

Tang Thirty-Six sneered at her. "This place is Holy Maiden Peak, not Huai Ren Peak. Once you've become Holy Maiden, it won't be too late for you to hold this inexplicable assembly."

These words were harsh and difficult to resist. Huai Ren calmly gazed at him, saying nothing.

Tang Thirty-Six turned to the Longevity Sect elder and asked, "Agree to close the temple? Does the current Longevity Sect have the right to say such words, or do you think your words are useful? "

After a few moments of silence, the elder replied, "Correct, my words truly are useless. Consider that I didn't say those words just now."

Huai Ren's gaze froze while Huai Bi and Huai Shu's expressions flickered.

The Longevity Sect's strength was no longer what it used to be, but like Holy Maiden Peak, it was still the ancestral court of the southern faction, and its resources still existed.

Even if Tang Thirty-Six was the eldest grandson of the Tang clan, how could this elder be frightened into retreat by a single sentence?

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