If one day...
He truly cultivated himself into an immortal.
Does that mean it doesn't matter whether you wear it back or not?
He only flew.
Just thinking about it.
Master Wuyu felt as excited as if he had a little rabbit jumping around inside him.
Just as I reached the entrance of the main hall, I saw two young monks secretly huddled in a corner of the hall, whispering to each other.
Did you just see that?
"Has our Master Wuyu gone mad? He's talking to himself in the main hall in the middle of the night."
"It really looks like he's possessed."
"Yes, yes, yes, you're right, you're right about possession."
"But he doesn't seem to be alone. I just saw him holding a child in his arms."
"Child? What child?"
The little monk seemed to have discovered some earth-shattering secret, and covered his mouth with his hand in horror!
"Could it be that Master Wuyu's own child was secretly brought to the temple in the middle of the night?"
"What nonsense are you thinking? The one Master Wuyu was just holding is the Seventh Princess, who came to our temple to pray for blessings."
"Well……"
"However, haven't you also noticed that our Master Wuyu's temperament has changed drastically over the past year or so? He used to enjoy performing the trembling hairpin ritual, but now he doesn't seem to be very interested in these things anymore."
“Master Wuyu is already a high-ranking monk in the temple, so naturally he won’t be as serious as before…”
Master Wuyu felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to their conversation.
Is it really that obvious?
Even the young monks chopping wood in the temple noticed it.
It seems he really can't keep slacking off.
He needs to find a way to go back quickly.
The next morning.
Consort Shu was awakened by the sound of the temple bell.
"Has something happened?" Consort Shu hadn't slept much all night and was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open.
"Your Majesty, it is Master Wuyu performing the ritual," Bin'er replied. "I just heard from the young monks at the temple that it is specifically for the souls of those who have been injured by those wild beasts over the years to be released from suffering."
Consort Shu nodded silently: "Then let's go take a look too."
Just then, Mu Qianqian woke up as well.
After Consort Shu finished washing and dressing Mu Qianqian, she took her to the main hall.
Master Wuyu's ritual is almost complete.
When he saw Consort Shu.
He walked to the Buddha statue, took a string of 108 prayer beads, and put it around Mu Qianqian's neck.
Master Wuyu clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha. Yesterday, the wolf pack attacked Huguo Temple. It was thanks to the protection of Consort Shu and Mu Qianqian that Huguo Temple was able to survive this calamity."
“This bracelet is no ordinary bracelet. The Buddha head on the bracelet is a relic of Master Wunian of Huguo Temple. It is specially presented to the Seventh Princess in the hope that it will bless her with a peaceful life.” Master Wuyu paused for a moment, “It also shows the sincerity of the monks of Huguo Temple.”
Consort Shu was startled, and a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes.
Relics.
Such valuable items.
Master Wuyu actually gave it to Qianqian.
This is truly a great deed done by Qianqian.
"Then I will thank Master Wuyu on behalf of the princess," Consort Shu said gratefully.
"Your Highness, you are too kind. Compared to the lives of the monks in the temple, this is simply not enough to express our gratitude to the Seventh Princess."
After the French ceremony ended.
Master Wuyu personally escorted Consort Shu down the mountain.
It was already dark when they returned to the palace.
Emperor Yuanwu was already waiting at Qiluan Garden.
"Does Qianqian miss Daddy?"
I heard Yuanwu's voice.
Mu Qianqian hurriedly reached out and let him hug her.
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