The two stepped on the withered yellow leaves.
Trees of a thousand shapes and varieties were planted all around.
So blood in the spring, while others bore green leaves in the autumn.
Even more peculiar were those whose fragrant flowers lingered for miles without dispersing throughout the winter.
However, most of the trees still followed the changes of the seasons.
Yellow leaves twirled in the air, and a crisp "crunch" sounded beneath their feet.
Occasional strong gusts swept down from the mountaintop.
The yellow leaves wilted and flew about in the air.
Xu Zii and King Qinyou traveled at an extrely fast pace, reaching the mountainside in just half a day.
Along the way, they sporadically encountered many climbers.
Wuhua Temple was located halfway up the mountainside.
This was a temple rarely seen in the world.
It stood like a colossal entity among these mountain peaks.
The architectural design of the temple was perilous yet ingeniously breathtaking.
There were great halls hanging upside down on precipices and temple buildings nestled among the crevices of rocks and stones.
Standing in front of the doors of Wuhua Temple,
the ancient charm of a thousand-year-old monastery was incomparable to other structures.
Two towering, ancient Bodhi Trees were planted in front of the entrance.
These Bodhi Trees appeared like two old monks in deep ditation, silently guarding either side.
It was as if they were telling their many years’ worth of stories.
The Bodhi seeds swayed gently in the breeze.
The temple doors were painted with a deep, vermilion lacquer.
They looked imposing and solemn.
Two brightly colored lanterns hung in front of the door.
On either side of the grand vermilion doors stood two animals carved from blue stone.
Xu Zii took a closer look and realized they were two Huodou Beasts.
Also known as Beasts of Calamity, their appearance was sowhat canine.
Their entire bodies were pitch black, with large red fur growing on their backs.
The teeth on the sides of their mouths were exceedingly sharp.
They belonged to the category of evil beasts.
Although such evil beasts had already gone extinct during the Wild Desolation era,
legends about them had been passed down to the present.
It was said that these beasts fed on flas and thunder.
But as much as they consud fire, they also excreted it.
Therefore, wherever they went, fires would rage, engulfing everything in fearso infernos.
Having two Beasts of Calamity at the temple entrance struck Xu Zii as very odd.
"Seems like this temple is going to be quite interesting," Xu Zii said with a smile.
"How could it be simple if it’s related to that place," King Qinyou replied.
"It’s just that they are usually too low-key, not showing themselves.
How would ordinary people pay any attention?"
With a smile, Xu Zii walked up to the gate and knocked forcefully on the copper ring.
A dull "thump, thump, thump" sound emanated from inside.
Soon after, the vermilion-colored gates of the temple swung open.
A disciple with long hair and dressed in a black robe ca out.
"What may I do for you, benefactor?" the disciple asked curiously.
"I’d like to take a look around your Wuhua Temple," Xu Zii said.
"I’m sorry, benefactor, but it’s not yet springti and our Temple’s Thirty-Six Caves are not open.
We are currently refusing visitors," replied the disciple.
"Visiting the temple is just on the way; I mainly ca to visit your Sect Leader," Xu Zii said.
"You go tell your Sect Leader that a young man nad Xu Zii has co to visit him.
Ask him if he rembers the encounter on the Yuan Family’s airship."
Hearing Xu Zii’s words, the disciple gave him a suspicious glance.
Then he replied, "Then you wait a mont, I will go and report to the Sect Leader right now."
With that, the disciple closed the temple gates.
Wuhua Temple was quite unique.
The normal leader of a temple would be called the abbot or the presiding monk, yet here, they were known as the Sect Leader.
The Sect Leader of Wuhua Temple was none other than Wu Qianjun.
Previously, when Xu Zii went to the Baili Family, he t that couple on the Yuan Family’s airship.
At that ti, Yao Shengnan was also on the airship.
...
Wuhua Mountain could be said to be unique in every way.
Even the disciples of their temple kept long hair.
They did not conform to the image of monks in people’s minds.
It wasn’t long before the disciple left that the temple doors opened wide.
A grey-robed elder hurriedly ca out from inside.
"Young Master Xu, it’s been a while!" Wu Qianjun, with his youthful face and white hair, ca out full of energy.
"It’s quite rare for Sect Leader Wu to rember ," Xu Zii said with a smile.
"I was afraid that after our departure that day, Sect Leader Wu would soon forget."
"Young Master Xu jests. Had that departure not been during the Baili Family’s enfeoffnt ceremony,
I would not have known that Young Master Xu was the current Saint Heir of the True Martial Holy Sect," Wu Qianjun said with a chuckle.
"Today, I ca uninvited, and I hope Sect Leader Wu won’t mind," Xu Zii laughed, pointing to King Qinyou beside him.
"My friend here greatly admires Wuhua Temple and has always wanted to co for a visit.
Since we were passing by Wuhua Mountain this ti, we thought we’d pay a visit to Sect Leader Wu and take the opportunity to see the famous Wuhua Temple."
"That’s nothing to worry about. It’s just a pity that spring has not yet arrived, so the grand view of the Thirty-six Caves cannot be opened,"
The Sect Leader said while leading Xu Zii and his companion into the temple.
Wuhua Temple was very spacious.
Entering the main gate, there was an especially large incense burner in the middle of the courtyard.
This incense burner was an ordinary magic artifact that could automatically consu the ashes after the incense was burned.
The faint scent of incense lingered in the air of the temple.
The architecture of the temple was very retro, with the basic colors being a combination of blue, red, and green.
No sooner had they walked into the temple than they saw a monk coming towards them.
He was wearing a light red monk’s robe with very long hair.
And it looked like it had not been washed for a long ti.
It was disheveled, draping down the sides of his head, falling all the way to his chest.
Most peculiar was his barefoot walking, yet his expression was tranquil and at ease.
"Junior Brother Wutian, you’ve co out of ditation," Wu Qianjun greeted the approaching monk with a smile.
The monk turned his head, giving just a faint nod.
Then he left without saying a word.
"Divine Vein Realm," Xu Zii mused, watching the monk’s retreating figure with a slight frown.
Wuhua Temple was really no ordinary place!
A random encounter with a monk and he was a powerhouse of the Divine Vein Realm.
...
"Please don’t mind my junior brother; he’s always been like this," Wu Qianjun seed quite accustod to it.
He turned his head and said to Xu Zii with a smile, "Let arrange two Zen rooms for you first.
You can visit the temple anyti you want; I’ll have a disciple accompany you.
I have so matters to attend to and might have to leave later."
"That’s okay, we’ll trouble Sect Leader Wu then," Xu Zii said with a smile and a shake of his head.
They went westward, coming to a very quiet wing of rooms.
Just as they arrived, a group of people were coming out of the rooms.
This group was dressed in blue robes, each carrying a wooden long stick on their backs.
They looked a bit like warrior monks.
Upon seeing Xu Zii and his group, the leading monk from the group loudly demanded, "Who allowed you to co in?"
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