Chapter 1137: The Ancestral Temple of the Soybean Dynasty

Lu Yang and the Immortal Fairy's consciousness returned to the Buddha Kingdom at the same time.

"Hmm? Where is this?"

Lu Yang found himself in a dilapidated temple. He was sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, pinching his fingers like a Buddha statue.

There is still the sound of dripping rain outside.

"Oh, the young leader is awake?" Jin Caiwei was guarding Lu Yang, and when she found that Lu Yang had finally woken up, she went out to call the girls back.

Lu Yang was a little confused. He vaguely remembered that when he was summoned by Man Gu three days ago, he had just arrived in the Buddhist Kingdom and there was a desert all around. Only three days had passed, so how come he was moved to the temple?

And which temple is this? "Awake?"

"Oh, this temple is quite interesting." The immortal fairy floated out and looked at the temple with interest. The person who built this temple was quite creative.

"The Second Master is awake?"

"Immortal sister is back too?"

"Welcome back, sir."

The women waited for three days and finally woke up the Immortal Fairy and Lu Yang.

"Third Master, did you build this temple?" The Immortal Fairy asked with a smile. Lu Yang had no experience and could not see any clues, but she could tell at a glance that this temple was different.

Yun Mengmeng laughed awkwardly, "It's not just my idea. The main reason is that the first and second bosses didn't say when they would be back when they left. We can't let the two bosses stand in the desert forever. We originally wanted to go into the city, but there are so many of us, and you always say that we should keep a low profile when we are away from home, so we decided to build a temple here to protect us from the wind and rain."

"Then I suggested that since we were going to build a temple, we might as well use delicious food as the raw material."

As she spoke, Yun Mengmeng walked up to Lu Yang. There was a lotus flower under Lu Yang's seat. She broke off a piece of the lotus and put it into Lu Yang's mouth.

"Second Master, try it. Is it delicious?"

Lu Yang took a bite subconsciously and was surprised to find that although he didn't know what the lotus was made of, it was really delicious.

"This is not a lotus, but the leaf of the immortal fruit, right?" asked the Immortal Fairy.

"Your Excellency, yes." Qing He said. This was the leaf of the immortal fruit that she cultivated using the prototype of the immortal fruit. It was only a thin line away from being an immortal object and was so precious that it could not be measured by spirit stones.

"These windows are flat spiritual fruits!" Jin Caiwei said excitedly. She put in a lot of effort in building the temple.

"The lamp oil is the honey I brought from the demon realm."

"…So this entire temple can be eaten?"

Lu Yang finally understood why the Immortal Fairy praised the uniqueness of this temple. It was indeed unique. It could be used for both living and eating, killing two birds with one stone.

"It's raining outside, is this temple okay?" Judging from the sound of the rain, it was raining heavily outside.

"It's okay. The materials used to build the temple are all waterproof!" Yun Mengmeng said confidently. The purpose of building the temple is to shelter from wind and rain, so how could it be washed away by rain?

"Is it not finished yet? Some places are broken. If it's not finished, I can help."

Lu Yang pointed to a wall where there was a small hole.

Jin Caiwei raised her hand cautiously: "I ate that."

“…”

So you guys are eating while building? Yun Mengmeng smiled and took Lu Yang and the Immortal Fairy's hands and pulled them outside the temple.

"Look, this is the name we all came up with for the temple."

On the plaque, the three big characters "Soybean Temple" are particularly eye-catching.

"This temple is really well built. We might as well make it the ancestral temple of our Soybean Dynasty." The Immortal Fairy heard that ancestral temples were built in all dynasties. Although their Soybean Dynasty is a new dynasty, they will have to build an ancestral temple sooner or later.

Everyone except Lu Yang was very happy, because it meant that the Immortal Fairy recognized the results of their three days of work.

The Soybean Dynasty finally has a foothold in the real world.

Lu Yang felt that the construction of this ancestral temple was really hard to describe, but everyone agreed, and as an immortal he couldn't say anything.

"Then I will also help to improve our ancestral temple."

"We hereby establish [rules: repair the ancestral temple of the Soybean Dynasty]."

Using the immortal body to set rules in the Buddha Kingdom is a thousand times easier than asking for advice in the Dao Sect. The Buddha Kingdom is really a great place.

Countless golden powers of faith emerged and transformed into food to fill the gaps in the ancestral temple.

In the blink of an eye, the ancestral temple was completely renovated and looked exactly the same as when it was first built.

Jin Caiwei tasted the repaired part out of curiosity and shook her head: "Young Master, this won't work. Food made with the power of rules has no soul."

"Let me try it too." Yun Mengmeng, Qinghe and others came forward to taste it one by one, and they all felt that the food they cooked was not as delicious as what they cooked.

"Xiao Yangzi, you have to respect food." The Immortal Fairy also came out to point out the mistakes in Lu Yang's thinking.

Lu Yang: “…”

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I'm sorry, I was wrong. Can I practice the power of rules in another way? Out of respect for the food, Lu Yang withdrew the power of rules and turned the ancestral temple into a ruined temple again.

"Someone is coming."

Lu Yang suddenly said that when he released his immortal consciousness to comprehend the heaven and earth, he noticed that a group of people were rushing towards this side. They were all mortals and seemed to be taking shelter from the rain.

"Hide quickly."

People went into temples, sat or stood on lotus platforms, changed their appearances, and disguised themselves as Buddhas or Bodhisattvas.

"Uncle Wang, there is a temple here. Let's take shelter from the rain!"

A group of people hurried over and were overjoyed to see the temple.

"It's strange, when did a temple appear here?" Uncle Wang stood outside the temple, feeling that something was wrong.

"Soybean Temple, I've never heard of such a place."

"Forget it, forget it, just come in."

If I continue to get wet like this, I will definitely catch a cold, and then it will be difficult for me to travel.

They hurriedly entered the temple and found that although the temple was dilapidated, it was just enough to shelter them from the wind and rain.

"Huh—alive."

They unloaded their luggage, checked for wet spots, and took off their clothes to dry.

"Which Buddha is this?" When they had some free time, they were very curious about this temple and found that they didn't recognize any of the Buddha statues or Bodhisattva statues. However, the Buddha and Bodhisattva statues were all very solemn and awe-inspiring.

"Look at this little Bodhisattva. It's so small."

I'm talking about Jin Caiwei.

"Be quiet, be pious and don't be unreasonable!" Uncle Wang scolded everyone and led them to kneel in front of every Buddha and Bodhisattva statue to thank them for letting them take shelter from the rain.

Finally, Uncle Wang took out a bag of spirit stones. Although it was not much, it was a token of his heart’s appreciation. He put it in the merit box at the feet of the Buddha statue.

"Uncle Wang, isn't this the spiritual stone you picked up from the grave? Why did you give it to the Buddha statue?" someone traveling with him asked in confusion.

Uncle Wang sighed and said with emotion: "I picked up this bag of spiritual stones yesterday, and I came across the temple today. There is no such coincidence in the world. There must be a destiny in the dark. This means that these spiritual stones should not belong to me, but should be donated to the temple."

After the rain, the sky cleared up and Uncle Wang and others led the horses away from the temple.

Lu Yang jumped down from the lotus platform and looked at the merit box at his feet with a strange expression. He felt that this bag of spirit stones was connected to his lifespan.

"Why does this thing look so much like money to buy your life?"

(End of this chapter)