Chapter 23 Sequelae
023 Sequelae
The Little Green Light Curse was the name that Xiang Jiannan thought of in a flash of inspiration. The word "Green Light" flashed through his mind as the thought came to his mind, and it sounded natural when he blurted it out.
Xiang Jiannan was very satisfied with the name, so much so that when he saw the monks' fearful expressions, he kept praising his own name in his heart.
What a subtle yet majestic name. Combined with the Tai Chi that passes by in an instant, the effect is just right, with an indescribable feeling.
"Little Green Light Curse?"
After looking at each other, the monks were obviously frightened and didn't know whether to advance or retreat. They could only stand awkwardly at the entrance of the Taoist temple.
There are thousands of magic spells in the world, but I have never heard of this small green light spell. Judging from the Tai Chi pattern just now, this young man is a master. His cultivation level is difficult to tell. I'm afraid he is an old friend of Yuqing Temple.
"Since you don't know, let's go back."
Knowing that he had become the protagonist now, Xiang Jiannan felt extremely happy when he spoke.
He is not the kind of person who likes to act smart, but the feeling of being respected by everyone is really great. He never understood why some people love to do this kind of thing before, but now after experiencing it personally, he can only say that he was too superficial before. There are some things that you really can't experience the joy of unless you do them yourself.
With high risk comes high reward.
You have to know that this is not a civilized society. If you fail, the cost will be incalculable.
If it weren't for the breeze that just blew, ahem, I, Xiang Jiannan, would definitely still be an honest and upright person.
"Wait."
They agreed readily. When Xiang Jiannan narrowed his eyes and asked them to go back, the monks did not dare to argue any further. They each looked up to note the young man's appearance, turned around and left only two words.
The feeling is all reflected in these two words. If you are not convinced, we will come back.
"Where is your master?"
As soon as the monk left, he forced himself to turn around immediately. Xiang Jiannan knew clearly what to do next.
If he wanted to pretend to be perfect, he couldn't leave any flaws in any place. He turned his back to the monks almost at the same time to show that he was fearless. The next thing to do was to meet the abbot of Yuqing Temple and then naturally push everything to him.
As the owner of a temple, I must be capable of doing things. I can't let an outsider do everything. How can I save my face if I do that?
If the monks really come back, Taoist priest, it all depends on you.
"The master has been in seclusion for more than two months. Now the master is in charge of the temple."
At this time, Xiang Jiannan was already regarded as a great man who had transcended the world, and the Taoists had nothing but admiration in their eyes.
In all the fights with monks, I have never felt as relieved as today.
He just drew a Tai Chi pattern in the air and scared the monks so much that they lost their dignity. If he was a master chef, he would probably still be arguing with them now.
You and I are both practitioners of Taoism, so why should we quarrel over such trivial matters?
Don't use violence, we should be reasonable.
Master, you really misunderstood what I said. Master Chef? What kind of position is this? Hearing from the Taoists that Yuqing Temple is now managed by the Master Chef, Xiang Jiannan did not think much about it, thinking that it should be a level similar to that of a master uncle or uncle, and after nodding, he waited to enter the temple to see the master.
Since the master is in seclusion, I can only ask the master chef for advice. Judging from the tone of the Taoists, the master chef’s cultivation must be up to standard.
The purpose of my visit this time was just to find a colleague who had at least the second level of Dao Fruit cultivation to ask for advice. I just succeeded in pretending to be smart and felt a little proud for a moment.
"Can you introduce me to a master chef?"
Not knowing when the monks would come back again, Xiang Jiannan became a little anxious after recovering from his old self.
The sooner he meets the person in charge of the Taoist temple, the sooner he can feel at ease. This is not because he is afraid, but he just wants the Taoists of Yuqing Temple to learn how to deal with problems in a strong manner.
Set an example with yourself and tell them that strength is the key to solving all evil spirits. Next, I can't bear it anymore.
Who knows what kind of people the monks will bring back later? With my cultivation level of the early first level of Dao Fruit, any decent monk can help me to be liberated.
"The master chef is not in the temple now. He left early in the morning."
With Xiang Jiannan by his side, he felt particularly at ease. While talking, several Taoists were busy inviting him into the temple.
This master must have something going on. Maybe he is an old acquaintance of the master and the grand master. He showed up today just for the Yuqing Temple. During this time, he came to help the monks who were unaware of the truth.
"Not in the temple? Then I'll come back another day."
The moving body suddenly stopped. Xiang Jiannan had miscalculated. He looked up at another Taoist temple next to him and realized that it would be better not to enter the Yuqing Temple.
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Not only that, he couldn't go to the other two Taoist temples either. Time waits for no one. If the monks really came back, his small Green Light Mantra might not be enough to fight them off.
It was too late for the fear to come. The Taoists were at ease, but Xiang Jiannan was not.
"The master chef should be back soon, no more than an hour at most."
Estimating that the time was almost up, a Taoist priest tried to persuade them to stay. Although he did not say it explicitly, his eyes showed expectation.
One hour is not very long for those who practice cultivation. They drink tea, meditate, and it passes in the blink of an eye. If the monks come again later, they can still count on Xiang Jiannan to continue to help settle the matter.
"I have something else to do, so I won't continue begging for mercy."
He originally wanted to make an appointment with the master chef and then ask the Taoists to pass on the message, but after thinking about it, Xiang Jiannan consciously gave up this idea.
I had not planned to stay in the city for a long time this time. Since the timing was not right, I should choose another day, preferably one to two months later. By then, I could go into the city again. I guess the monks would have forgotten me long ago.
Even if there is going to be a fuss, it will surely be over.
Judging from the looks of those monks, they were not the type to endure for long. Judging from the fact that they took the initiative to cause trouble, they were also wild people before they were ordained.
"In that case, we would like to thank you in advance."
Seeing that Xiang Jiannan was determined to leave, the Taoists were disappointed and had to turn around and see him out.
This expert must be in a hurry on this trip. I will wait for the master chef to come back and ask him who he is.
"As fellow practitioners, there is no need to do so."
While speaking, Xiang Jiannan kept looking at the broken bricks and tiles outside. His pace was getting faster and faster. When he walked out of the Yuqing Temple, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.
It was all caused by him, but now he had to leave with an excuse. The group of Taoists behind him said nothing, helplessly realizing that his current strength was not enough.
Is it too cowardly to be afraid of monks?
As he hesitated, he felt his body was a little out of control. He walked out of the weeds reluctantly and looked back. The Taoists were still standing side by side at the door.
From a distance, they look like left-behind children when their parents go out to work.
(I went home these days. It was the busy farming season, so I was very busy during the day. The worst thing was the poor signal. There was often no signal at all, which made me very depressed...)
(End of this chapter)