EFB Chapter 210 Should I go to Wuqing Temple again?
Chapter 210 Should I go to Wuqing Temple again?
Chapter 210 Should I go to Wuqing Temple again? (4200)
A greeting with a heavy accent from beyond the Great Wall, but with an unusually cheerful and even slightly cheeky tone, came from the moon gate behind the side hall.
Lu Yuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar, chubby figure running towards them.
Who else could it be but Song Yan?
He was wearing the iconic blue Taoist robe of Tianlong Temple, but the robe made him look less like a Taoist with an otherworldly air.
He has gained a touch of worldly prosperity—or perhaps a more affluent appearance?
However, at this moment, his "prosperous" face was clearly bruised.
His left eye was bruised and swollen, as if he had been punched hard, and was almost slit up.
There was also a noticeable bruise on his right cheek.
The corner of my mouth was cut and scabbed over.
When he grinned, his sly smile looked somewhat distorted and comical because of the injuries on his face.
"Senior brother!"
Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment when he saw his appearance, then quickly went to greet him.
"What are you doing—"
Song Yan ran up to Lu Yuan, trying to grin, but the movement aggravated the injury on the corner of her mouth, causing her to gasp in pain.
"Oh, don't even mention it!"
He quickly covered his mouth with his hand and mumbled, "Junior brother, you've finally arrived!"
"Come on, come on, this isn't the place to talk, let's go to my place!"
As he spoke, he enthusiastically pulled Lu Yuan away, his gaze sweeping over the timid Tiger Sheep and Tiger Rabbit standing behind Lu Yuan. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask any further questions, simply greeting him with a grin, "Oh, you've brought two little ones with you?"
"Let's go, together!"
As he spoke, he ignored the two Taoist priests on duty, grabbed Lu Yuan, and led the two girls, turning into a secluded bluestone path as if they knew the way well.
They headed towards the area where the disciples lived on the back mountain.
On the way, Lu Yuan looked at Song Yan's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Senior brother, what happened to your injury?"
"Those two guards said you had a conflict with someone—"
Upon hearing this, Song Yan spat, which aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain once again.
"conflict?"
"Pooh!"
A cold glint flashed in his small eyes as he lowered his voice and said, "What conflict? I got beaten up!"
"Someone put a sack over my head at night, pinned me to the ground, and beat me mercilessly!"
"I didn't even see who it was!"
Put a sack over it?
Lu Yuan was completely bewildered. In Tianlong Temple, someone dared to use such despicable means to deal with the personal disciple of Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable.
Moreover, judging from Song Yan's injuries, he didn't hold back; he clearly came with resentment.
"Why is that?"
"Who did you offend?"
Song Yan led Lu Yuan and the other two into a relatively quiet courtyard area, where the houses were still exquisite, and they arrived at one of the independent courtyards.
He pushed open the courtyard gate, and as he walked in, he sighed, the playful look on his face disappearing, replaced by an unusual seriousness and helplessness.
"Whom did you offend?"
Song Yan invited Lu Yuan and the two girls to sit down on the stone benches in the courtyard.
He plopped down on the stone bench next to him and rubbed his cheek, which was still aching slightly.
"Junior brother, you've come at just the right time."
"Things haven't been peaceful in our Tianlong Temple lately."
Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly but remained silent.
Song Yan looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping before leaning closer to Lu Yuan and lowering his voice even further: "It's my master. He—want to do something."
"But the senior masters in the temple disagreed with this, and things got quite tense."
"Now, the temple is almost divided into two groups of people."
"One group followed my master, for the sake of the inheritance of the Taoist tradition."
"The other group consists of senior disciples and senior celestial masters who have been in the temple for many years and have deep roots."
"They felt that the abbot was making a fool of himself, breaking the ancestral rules, and shaking the foundation of Tianlong Temple."
Lu Yuan understood immediately.
No wonder those two disciples on duty were so dismissive and perfunctory towards Song Yan; they must have been from another group.
"What happened that caused such a commotion?"
Lu Yuan couldn't help but ask.
Lu Yuan knew that his senior uncle He Xun had an extremely strong personality, but for him to be able to cause a division within the entire Tianlong Temple was probably no small matter.
Song Yan sighed. There was nothing he couldn't say about it.
Many outsiders already knew this.
That is to say, everyone is talking about Lu Yuan right now. If it weren't for Lu Yuan's affairs in Fengtian City, the discussion outside the pass would be about Tianlong Temple.
Song Yan didn't hide it from Lu Yuan, after all, Lu Yuan was also family.
Song Yan rubbed his swollen and painful cheeks. The playfulness in his small eyes was gone, replaced by deep exhaustion and a hint of helplessness.
"What else could it be for? For our founding ancestor!"
Ok?
Lu Yuan was taken aback, somewhat confused about what it meant.
Song Yan sighed slightly and continued, "Back then, after our master passed away, my master and your master had a falling out. Your master left in a fit of anger and built the True Dragon Temple on his own."
"My master entered the Tianlong Temple, and decades have passed in the blink of an eye. My master became the abbot of the temple."
Lu Yuan nodded slightly in response; he was now aware of the matter to some extent.
Then Song Yan paused, a complex expression on his face, a mixture of protectiveness towards his master and helplessness towards the current situation: "Tianlong Temple originally had its own founding patriarch, and for hundreds of years, the disciples in the temple have offered sacrifices day and night, with incense burning continuously."
"But our master always felt that our lineage originated from Patriarch Zhang Jiuting, and that the foundation of Tianlong Temple should be replaced by our sect's patriarch!"
"He wants to remove the one originally enshrined at Tianlong Temple and invite our Patriarch Zhang Jiuting up to sit in the main seat!"
Lu Yuan felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.
No wonder!
This is clearly a fundamental change of tradition and a reshaping of beliefs within the Tianlong Temple!
They want to remove the founding patriarch of someone else's lineage, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, and replace him with the patriarch of their own lineage!
No wonder there was an uproar inside Tianlong Temple.
In an instant, Lu Yuan understood and said, "That's why those disciples who originally worshipped the original founder of Tianlong Temple and the old Celestial Master are fighting to the death to oppose it."
Song Yan spat, but there wasn't much malice in his tone towards his fellow disciple; he simply said, "It's more than just opposition!"
"That's their ancestor!"
"Who can tolerate someone changing the patron saint they worship?"
"Those old guys are really heartbroken!"
"I feel that Master has forgotten his roots and ruined the foundation of Tianlong Temple, which has been built up over hundreds of years!"
"They cried and pleaded in the temple every day, and even knelt in front of the statue of the patriarch for a long time, causing a great disturbance."
At this point, Song Yan shrugged again and said, "However—"
"They're just making a fuss; they won't cause any major problems."
Ok?
Lu Yuan looked at Song Yan curiously, wondering where this came from.
Song Yan curled his lip and said, "Now that Master is at Tianlong Temple, his word is practically law."
"He has held the title of Heavenly Venerable for so many terms, and he also has his own abilities, plus he has taken in so many disciples and grand-disciples over the years."
"Those old guys can't compete with Master openly, so they can only resort to these underhanded tactics behind the scenes!"
Song Yan pointed to his bruised eyes and swollen cheeks, his tone aggrieved: "Like me, they put a sack over my head and beat me up at night, that's making an example of me!"
"They're taking their anger out on me, trying to force Master to back down, or to discourage those who follow Master!"
Lu Yuan had not expected that Tianlong Temple would be in such a state today.
However, this has little to do with Lu Yuan, or rather, Lu Yuan can't help with anything.
Lu Yuan was only thinking that he had come to Tianlong Temple for the evil god's shrine of the Ghost-Controlling Liu family—
The interior of Tianlong Temple is currently like this:
? !
It seems that I can help Master He Xun with this matter!
After Song Yan finally managed to rub the wounds on his face until they looked less gruesome, he turned his attention back to the two little girls beside Lu Yuan.
He tilted his head, his small eyes full of curiosity, and leaned closer to Lu Yuan and whispered, "Junior brother, what's going on with these two little ones?"
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"Just born?"
"Your daughter?"
"You're fast!"
Lu Yuan:
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Lu Yuan glanced at Tiger Sheep and Tiger Rabbit, who were sitting quietly.
Tiger Rabbit was timidly looking around at the unfamiliar courtyard, its little hands tightly gripping Lu Yuan's clothes.
Tiger Sheep lowered his eyes, silent like a lifeless porcelain doll.
Lu Yuan then said to Hu Yangyang, "Yangyang, take Rabbit around here and let her get familiar with the environment. I need to talk to your Senior Brother Song about some serious matters."
Upon hearing this, Tiger Sheep immediately looked up at Lu Yuan, a hint of dependence flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his usual composure.
She silently got up, walked to Tiger Rabbit's side, and whispered, "Rabbit, let's go."
Tiger Rabbit glanced at Lu Yuan with some reluctance, but seeing that her sister had already gotten up, she obediently let go of his hand and followed Tiger Sheep slowly out of the yard.
Just as Tiger Sheep and Tiger Rabbit disappeared outside the moon gate, leaving only Lu Yuan and Song Yan in the courtyard.
The calmness on Lu Yuan's face vanished, replaced by a deep solemnity.
Looking at Song Yan's round face, which was still full of expectation despite being injured, Lu Yuan decided to tell him all about the major events that had happened in the past few days.
Lu Yuan first glanced in the direction of the courtyard gate to make sure the two little girls weren't nearby before slowly saying, "Those two little girls, one is named Hu Yangyang and the other is named Hu Tutu. They are the biological daughters of Hu Huhu, the current head of the Xudeng Hu family."
Song Yan nearly jumped off the stool, the movement aggravating his wound as he hissed and gasped, then exclaimed in a low voice, "What?!"
"The Xu Deng Hu family??"
"Isn't that one of the ten families outside the pass?"
"How did you end up hanging out with the daughter of the head of one of the ten families?"
Clearly, as a disciple of Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable, Song Yan also knew quite a bit about the Ten Families.
Lu Yuan recounted everything that had happened in the past few days to Song Yan.
This left Song Yan speechless.
Lu Yuan looked at Song Yan in front of him and continued, "Hu Huhu deserved his punishment, but these two children are innocent."
"Their mother died early, and now their father is dead. If we don't take care of them, their fate in this unpredictable world is predictable."
"So I decided to take them back to Zhenlong Temple to raise them."
Song Yan didn't care at all about Lu Yuan adopting Tiger Sheep and Tiger Rabbit. He was still immersed in what Lu Yuan had just said, muttering to himself.
"Three supreme evil gods—Liu Xuanyin—has he gone mad?!"
"If this succeeds, won't the areas beyond the Great Wall suffer immense devastation?"
In response to Song Yan's shock, Lu Yuan said rather calmly, "It's not important anymore."
He is dead.
Song Yan sat on the stool, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.
But Song Yan quickly realized that his junior brother's sudden visit to Tianlong Temple must be related to this matter.
Coming to his senses, Song Yan immediately looked at Lu Yuan and said, "So—so—"
"Junior brother, you've come here this time for—"
Lu Yuan looked calmly at Song Yan, his tone resolute: "I'm not here to reminisce, nor to interfere in the disputes within the temple."
"I've come to ask Tianlong Temple to intervene and request my senior uncle to help clean up the remaining poison of the Liu family."
Song Yan's face gradually regained color, but the shock in his eyes had not yet faded, and he subconsciously asked, "Clean up the remaining poison?"
"Junior brother, you mean—although Liu Xuanyin is dead, but—"
Lu Yuan took over the conversation, his expression solemn.
"Although Liu Xuanyin was executed, most of the corpse-raising grounds, Yin-gathering pools, and evil god offering sites he had managed for hundreds of years still exist."
"Now that they are leaderless and no one is protecting them, those places are like the Demon-Raising Ground of the King of Destruction in the past, and could get out of control at any time, causing a great disaster!"
Lu Yuan paused, then emphasized, "Each of these places is a potential source of disaster."
"If it is not cleaned up in time, it will not be long before the area outside the pass is once again devastated."
Upon hearing this, Song Yan gasped, his round face displaying a complex and ever-changing expression.
Although he usually has a carefree and playful demeanor, he can think very quickly when it matters.
He instantly understood Lu Yuan's core objective for this trip, and also realized the immense merit and prestige this matter represented—after all, wasn't the Demon-Nourishing Ground of the King of Fate a precedent?
The Demon-Nourishing Ground of the King of Destiny produced a Celestial Venerable named Shen Shulan, who was only twenty-seven years old!
Of course, Wuqing Temple did not eventually produce two Heavenly Venerables, but it was still quite good for Wuqing Temple that Shen Shulan became a Heavenly Venerable at the age of twenty-seven.
And now—
If Tianlong Temple, under the leadership of Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable, successfully eliminates these hidden dangers—
For Tianlong Temple, which is currently at the center of the controversy surrounding the "change of patriarch," especially the lineage of Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable—
At that time, you will be blessed with great merit and unparalleled prestige!
Even if those old guys who opposed changing the patriarch had a million reasons not to, they still did.
Faced with the clear justice of Heaven and the will of the people, we can only grit our teeth and accept it!
Thinking of this, there was no trace of the previous dejection and grievance in Song Yan's small eyes.
They were so bright they looked like two little lanterns!
He slapped his thigh hard, wincing in pain, but he didn't care. He lowered his voice, unable to hide his excitement, and said, "Junior brother, you didn't come here for help at all!!"
"This is clearly a tremendous, legitimate opportunity for my master and our lineage to establish our authority!"
He rubbed his hands together excitedly, as if he could already see the scene of everyone in Tianlong Temple bowing down to his lineage.
Song Yan became more and more excited as he spoke, and even the pain from his facial injuries seemed to have disappeared: "Junior brother, I'll go tell Master right now!!!"
Lu Yuan watched as Song Yan instantly went from "pig-headed" to "excited," and sighed inwardly, just as he had expected.
The Tianlong Temple internally viewed this matter as an opportunity.
"Junior brother, you rest first, I'll go report to the front right away!"
After finishing speaking, Song Yan disregarded the pain on his face and dashed out of the courtyard, heading straight for the Tian Shu Hall.
After Song Yan left, Lu Yuan sat in the courtyard pondering.
After I greet Uncle He Xun in a bit —
This matter—
Lu Yuan wondered if he should go to Wuqing Temple again.
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