The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 626

Chapter 626: Chapter 622 Golden Mountain Temple Chapter 626: Chapter 622 Golden Mountain Temple “Old man, are you alright?” Shen Luo paid no mind to the others and helped up the elderly man in plain robe.

“I'm fine. Thank you, young sir, for your life-saving favor.” The man, still in shock, took a while to steady himself and hastily thanked Shen Luo.

The man's family also ran over to express their gratitude to Shen Luo.

“It was nothing, you don't need to be so formal.” Shen Luo gestured with his hand and then used a bit of strength to steady the carriage.

“Thank you, kind sir, for your assistance. Blame it on my reckless driving that almost caused a disaster.” The middle-aged coachman quickly ran over to apologize to Shen Luo and the elderly man.

“You are delivering goods to Golden Mountain Temple? Why are you in such a hurry?” Shen Luo didn't reproach the man, understanding that coachmen like him had their difficulties.

“Yes, I'm delivering goods to Golden Mountain Temple. Today, Master Jiang Liu of the temple is hosting a sermon under a treasure canopy. But the old curtains in the temple were bitten by rats a few days ago, so they asked me to make a new one. I have to deliver it before the sermon. That's why I'm in such a hurry. But now the axle of the carriage is broken, and it's still a long way to Golden Mountain Temple. I don't know what to do.” The concerned middle-aged coachman explained.

“A treasure canopy to shield the entire body during the sermon?” Shen Luo paused for a moment at these words.

Normal high monks usually face believers directly during the sermon, indicating their openness and transparency. This Master Jiang Liu seemed to be quite unique.

Lu Huaming also walked over at this moment, the surprise evident on his face.

“We two are heading to Golden Mountain Temple anyway. If you don't mind, why don't we take this treasure canopy for you?” Shen Luo quickly came up with an idea.

“Really? But this treasure canopy is quite heavy, and you two are unarmed, I'm afraid it might be difficult for you to carry.” The mid-aged coachman was relieved at first, then expressed his concern.

“We're strong, it's not a problem.” Shen Luo reassured him, picking up the treasure canopy from the ground.

Shen Luo easily lifted the enormous treasure canopy as if it were but a handful of straw.

“You two are my saviors. Please give the treasure canopy to Elder Zhe Shi of Guangbu Hall when you reach Golden Mountain Temple..” The middle-aged coachman finally felt relieved and thanked them profusely.

Shen Luo nodded, and set off for Golden Mountain Temple with the treasure canopy in hand.

“Shen Luo, you're helping that man deliver the treasure canopy to probe Golden Mountain Temple, aren't you? Why bother when there's no way the monks at Golden Mountain Temple won't let us in?” Lu Huaming inquired.

“It's always better to be cautious,” Shen Luo responded.

With their swift speed, the duo traversed the mountainous path in an instant and soon arrived at Golden Mountain Temple.

Golden Mountain Temple was once just an ordinary temple, but after the emergence of the highly esteemed Master Xuanzang, the local gentry and wealthy people donated countless properties in devotion. The court also allocated funds several times to refurbish the temple. Now, the Mountain Gate of the Golden Mountain Temple loomed high, the Buddhist halls inside were glorious with gold, the palace stretched for miles, and several Buddhist pagodas, each tens of feet high were built. In terms of grandeur, it had surpassed several royal temples within Chang'an city.

“The Golden Mountain Temple lives up to its reputation.” Looking at the sight before him, Shen Luo couldn't help but exclaim.

Hundreds of pilgrims were gathered at the entrance of the Golden Mountain Temple, yet the doors remained firmly closed with everyone waiting on the outside.

However, these people seemed to be used to this, showing no dissatisfaction. Some even lit incense and candles and recited prayers right there.

After eavesdropping for a while, Shen Luo quickly understood the situation. It turned out that the Golden Mountain Temple had been doing this for several years. The Mountain Gate was not always open, and pilgrims were only allowed to enter after noon each day.

“This Golden Mountain Temple is so grandiose, even the Chong'an Temple in Chang'an City doesn't have such rules, and the temple is built so strangely, with such golden bricks and jade tiles, brilliant and splendid, more ostentatious than the Imperial Palace.” Lu Huaming shook his head.

“Hey, where did you come from, little boy, daring to point fingers and make comments about our Golden Mountain Temple!” A loud reprimand came from the side, a tall purple-robed martial monk walked over, his voice stern.

This purple-robed martial monk was enveloped in mana, a Grain Avoidance Cultivator, and his muscles were bulging all over his body, as if he had practiced some kind of Body Refining Technique, with a physical strength far surpassing ordinary Grain Avoidance Cultivators.

“The way your temple is built is simply ridiculous, can't people talk about it?” Lu Huaming said with a smile.

“Golden Mountain Temple was personally built by Master Jiang Liu with the aim of spreading the holy name of Buddha. We won't allow you to question it. Shut up and apologize immediately, or don't blame this poor monk for being rude.” the purple-robed martial monk sneered, behaving rather domineeringly.

Shen Luo and Lu Huaming were both somewhat surprised after hearing this.

So it was Master Jiang Liu who had restored the temple in such a way, this man was indeed quite unconventional.

“Dear master, please don't be offended, this companion of mine always speaks without thinking. I hope you can understand.” Shen Luo stepped forward and said.

“Hey, who speaks without thinking.” Lu Huaming discontentedly called out from behind.

“The two of us are delivering a treasure canopy on behalf of someone else, and it is said to be used in the Buddhist meeting at your temple.” Shen Luo dismissively ignored Lu Huaming's complaints, he held up the treasure canopy in his hand and said.

“Oh, the curtains in the temple did indeed break a few days ago. In that case, give me that treasure canopy.” The purple-robed martial monk glanced at Shen Luo and reached out to take it.

“May I ask for your name, master? This treasure canopy is to be given to Elder Zhe Shi from Guangbu Hall of your temple.” Shen Luo retreated slightly, avoiding this man's grasp.

“How dare you! Hand it over!” The purple-robed martial monk's face turned cold, and strings of golden light appeared on his fingertips, moving incredibly quickly as he reached out again to grab the treasure canopy.

The prestige of Golden Mountain Temple has been growing day by day over the years, firmly establishing itself as the foremost cultivation sect in Jiangzhou. In recent years, the atmosphere within the temple has greatly improved. This purple-robed martial monk has always been used to being domineering, relying on the fame of his sect. Although he felt fluctuations of mana from Shen Luo and Lu Huaming, he didn't care much.

But as soon as the purple-robed martial monk's hand made contact with the treasure canopy, a gentle force transmitted through. Although it wasn't sharp, it was like a rippling water wave, continuous and unbroken, not only deflecting his grab, but also penetrating his protective mana.

The purple-robed martial monk's arm went numb, followed by a wave of weakness that spread through half of his body. Losing control, he retreated two steps back, his face changing drastically.

“I am entrusted with a task and cannot arbitrarily hand over the treasure canopy to others, please understand, master.” Shen Luo said with a faint smile.

“You!” The purple-robed martial monk's face flashed with anger. He wanted to charge again, but realizing that the person in front of him had profound cultivation, and considering himself no match, he hesitated.

“Who's making noise outside?” At this moment, the tightly closed temple door opened, and a yellow-robed monk walked out.

This man was widely dressed with fat features, his ears were drooping, looking like Maitreya Buddha, except his eyes were rather cold.

Shen Luo and Lu Huaming's expressions slightly changed. This man was also at the Nascent Soul Stage, and his breath was mighty and profound, seemingly stronger than both of them.

“Elder Shi! These two madmen are slandering Master Jiang Liu and even snatched the treasure canopy meant to be used in the upcoming meeting. I just tried to get it back, but this man used some wicked method to shake me off. I believe they clearly intend to disrupt the order in front of the temple and disrupt the meeting today.” The purple-robed martial monk hurriedly walked over, spouting nonsense and turning the situation in his favor.

Shen Luo frowned slightly. How could this disciple of the Buddhist Sect spew such lies?