In the early morning, the Shangqing Temple was bathed in the light of the morning sun. It looked ancient and…extremely dilapidated.
On the rugged mountain road, ten bare-armed monks were sweating profusely as they carried cement and bricks up the mountain.
Two young men in their twenties, who had forced their palm-length hair to stand up into a crown and wore blue coats and round shoes, were chopping firewood in a hurry.
A round white cat with two fluffy wings was chasing after a chubby child who was only wearing a dudou, causing a commotion.
With a creak, the door was pushed open. Lin Ye was wearing a white undergarment, his shoulder-length hair draped over his shoulders. He walked unhurriedly to the cliff beside the Taoist temple and began to practice a set of fist techniques that looked like Taiji against the rising sun.
Ever since yesterday, when they pestered Lin Ye to become his disciple, even their parents who had heard the news almost knelt down in support of Lin Ye. Director Chen and Chen Ming followed Lin Ye up Mount Sanyuan and officially became the outer sect servants of Shangqing Monastery.
The two brothers, who were chopping firewood, would occasionally peek at Lin Ye, who was slowly practicing his boxing. The chopping of firewood in their hands was already unskilled and extremely slow, and now it was even slower.
At the end of the set of fist techniques, Lin Ye faced the rising sun and suddenly opened his mouth to inhale.
A one-meter-long purple light that was visible to the naked eye was sucked into his mouth. As Lin Ye slowly exhaled, two white wisps of white gas that were like pythons spewed out from his nose for ten meters. After a few minutes, the white gas gradually dissipated.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The axes fell to the ground, and the axes in the hands of the two brothers fell to the ground. Their mouths were wide open, and they could swallow goose eggs. Chen Ming was so surprised that he spoke incoherently,"Brother Director, did you see that? Did you see that? It was said that he would swallow the Purple Qi from the East! This was a legendary existence! According to the legends, only a True Immortal could do it. Master was indeed a True Immortal! As expected!"
Director Chen's eyes lit up." Nonsense, I'm not blind. Let me tell you, Chen Ming, you're not allowed to hold me back. If I fail to become your disciple because of you, don't blame me for not being a brother!”
"Hmph, I was afraid that you would drag me down. No matter what, I will definitely acknowledge this master!”Chen Ming stared at Director Chen warily.
At this moment, Lin Ye, who had finished his morning exercise, turned to look at the two brothers.
"Bang bang bang…"
"Open it!"
The two brothers seemed to have been injected with chicken blood as they desperately chopped firewood and tried to show off in front of Lin Ye, afraid that they would cause Lin Ye to be the slightest bit dissatisfied.
Lin Ye looked down the mountain and muttered,""Director Chen, Chen Ming!"
"Disciple is here!"
"The elders of Chen Family Village have arrived at the foot of the mountain. Go down and welcome them!”
"Disciple obeys!"
The two brothers couldn't see the dense vegetation at the foot of the mountain due to their mortal bodies, but they didn't hesitate and immediately went down the mountain.
Now was the time to show off, if he didn't hurry up with his master's orders, how could he be awarded the true inheritance? The two brothers knew this very well.
Half an hour later, Director Chen, Chen Ming, and hundreds of villagers from the Chen Family Village arrived at the Taoist temple with big and small bags.
"Abbey Dean, sorry for disturbing you! The villagers came to the temple early in the morning to burn an incense stick and brought some sacrifices to offer to the Primogenitor of Lingbao. You can't refuse these things. These things are sacrifices, not gifts of thanks!”Village Chief Chen was sweating profusely as he smiled.
When he left yesterday, Lin Ye sternly rejected the gratitude money that everyone in the Chen Family Village had given him. Who knew that the villagers would not give up and would bring gifts up the mountain early in the morning.
Lin Ye smiled bitterly." Uncle Chen, uncles and aunties, you guys…you guys are too polite. Yesterday, I said that some small things are just a small matter for me. It's just like how everyone paid for my studies in the past. There's no need to be so polite.”
Chen Hanfu, who was looking good, put down the large refrigerator he was carrying. He wiped his sweat and smiled."Don't think too highly of yourself, Abbey Dean. These things are sacrifices for the Celestial Venerable Immortals, not for you!”
"Yes, yes, yes. These things are all dedicated to the Heavenly Lord of Numinous Treasure and the immortals!”
……
A large group of villagers immediately started talking. In short, there was only one meaning. The things they took were all used as offerings to the Primogenitor of Numinous Treasure and the other immortals.
Lin Ye was speechless. If it were fruits, incense, or something like that, it could still be considered an offering. But what was the meaning of all of you carrying the refrigerator, the color TV, the computer, the table, the chair, the range hood, and other electrical appliances? Could it be that the Heavenly Lord of Numinous Treasure still wanted to go online for a while?
Since the things had been brought up the mountain, Lin Ye really could not refuse and could only accept them.
The villages near Shangqing Temple were all rich. From the fact that every family built a small villa and drove a small car, it could be seen that they did not lack money. They clearly had the money to hire people to carry things up the mountain, but they still chose to carry them on their shoulders. From this point alone, it could be seen that they were indeed sincerely grateful.
The villagers put down their things and went to the main hall one after another. They sincerely kowtowed and burned incense. Then, each of them took out a few bundles of fur and secretly stuffed them into the Merit Box.
Lin Ye noticed this and frowned slightly. Just as he was about to stop them, his mind suddenly moved. He turned around and strode out of the door. He looked down at the muddy path up the mountain and smiled faintly.
Halfway up the mountain.
The ten monks, who had been working hard for more than a day, had tears in their eyes and almost burst into tears.
Fifty gray-skinned monks, who were holding sticks in their hands and had bulging muscles all over their bodies, were furious as they looked at their miserable fellow disciples.
The leader was a monk in his forties who wore a brocade kasaya. He looked cold and stern. Behind him were two middle-aged monks in silver kasayas. Behind him were five black-robed Zen masters, and finally five martial monks holding staffs.
"First Elder, disciples and the others are miserable! It was too tragic. That little cow nose surnamed Lin from the Shangqing Monastery simply did not treat his disciples and the others as humans!”The monk who was captured by Lin Ye began to cry.
"We are disciples of the Great Temple. No matter where we go, we are treated as guests of honor. However, that little cow's nose surnamed Lin not only crippled our disciples 'cultivation but also ordered us around like livestock. He beat and scolded us wantonly if we were unhappy.”
"It's fine if he asked the disciples to give him a Taoist temple, but that Lin guy actually forced us to buy cement from our own pockets and repair it for him. This person doesn't care about our Dazhong Temple at all!”
"First Elder, you have to give justice to your disciples!”
All the monks covered in dirt and tattered monk robes were red-faced with grievance as they stared at the monk in the brocade kasaya.
The mage's face was so gloomy that water could drip out.""Shut up and follow This Penniless Monk up the mountain!"
……
"Jie Chen, the head of the Damo Hall of the Dazhong Temple, has led the disciples of the Dazhong Temple to pay their respects to the mountain! Please grant me the opportunity to meet you, Faction Head Lin!" A few hundred meters away from the summit, a loud voice rang out.
"Hualala ~"
The roof of the Taoist temple, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was immediately shaken off by a large amount of sand and broken tiles.
More than a hundred villagers were so scared that they dodged. Many women covered their ears and revealed painful expressions.
The voice transmission suddenly surged into the Buddhist Lion Roar.
Lin Ye's expression darkened. Those monks clearly knew that there were so many ordinary people on the mountain, but they still dared to use their true essence to pour in their voices. They were really arrogant to the extreme.
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