Chapter 983: When in Rome, do as the Romans do

With the protection of two people in the Spirit Transformation Stage, Lao An and the others returned to Kaihuang City safely and soundly.

Just as Kaihuang Temple was originally named Erlitun Temple, Kaihuang City was originally named Erlitun. It was just an inconspicuous little place. With the efforts of several abbots of Kaihuang Temple, Erlitun was finally built into the large-scale city it is today.

Unlike the cities of Daxia that were built with blue bricks and stones, the cities of the Buddhist Kingdom generally used thick earth walls. They were weathered, and their edges were smoothed by wind and sun, making them look shaky.

In fact, various stable and enemy-proof formations are set up in the interlayer of the earth wall to ensure that the city wall will not fall down for a thousand years.

An unknown river runs through Kaihuang City and is the source of water for the entire city. It is said that it was brought here by the abbot, Master Duanchen.

Along the way, Lu Yang also saw many monks. They had shaved heads, half of their shoulders and arms were exposed, their skin was dark red, and they were flipping through scriptures while walking. They were obviously devout believers, which made Lu Yang very worried about their eyes.

Entering Kaihuang City, the feeling it gives is increasingly different from that of Daxia City. There are exotic beauties with blonde hair and blue eyes, hot bodies and veils on their faces, monks with little monkeys sitting on their shoulders, snake charmers who can make snakes dance by playing their flute, and fishmongers who put their knives vertically on the chopping board and press the fish against the vertical knife to avoid killing them.

"Finally, there's no sand." Meng Jingzhou breathed a sigh of relief. The yellow sand all over the sky was too annoying, so a sand-proof formation was set up on the city wall to prevent the sand from entering the city, which made things much more comfortable.

But Lu Yang’s spiritual space was not so lucky.

In the spiritual space, yellow sand is everywhere, forming undulating hills. Fairies dressed in golden exotic costumes are humming and dancing, stepping barefoot on the sand, leaving a string of small footprints.

"Fairy, can you turn into less sand?" Lu Yang shouted at the top of his voice. He was too far away from the Immortal Fairy and she couldn't hear him unless he shouted.

I finally arrived in the city, but there was no sand in reality, but there was sand in this spiritual space.

The Immortal Fairy twisted her waist and came to Lu Yang: "This is called when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Look at you and the boy from the Meng family, you are dressed differently from the people here. People are always watching you. Look at me like this, don't you think I will be less noticeable?"

Lu Yang had long noticed the strange looks from others. Just as Buddhist monks walking in Daxia would attract attention, he and Lao Meng, two Daxia people, would also be conspicuous when walking on the street.

They wanted to find a deserted place to change into Buddhist costumes, but they never found a suitable opportunity.

Lu Yang glanced at the immortal fairy who was still dancing, and quickly lowered his head with a blush. It was hard for the fairy not to attract attention like this, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

"Would you two masters like to come to my humble abode and have a visit?" Lao An and the others were very grateful to Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou and wanted to entertain them. If it weren't for them, they would have been killed by the sand wolves long ago.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou declined Lao An's kindness, inquired about the location of Kaihuang Temple, and went to visit Kaihuang Temple.

"Brother, please walk faster!"

Lu Yang walked to the intersection, and suddenly a girl ran over and bumped into Lu Yang when she turned around to look at her brother.

Before the girl hit him, Lu Yang cast a spell, and a gentle wind wrapped around the girl, allowing her to steady her body so that she neither hit anyone nor fell.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The girl realized that she almost offended the cultivator and apologized quickly.

Seeing this, the girl's brother quickly quickened his pace and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of my little sister."

"Walk carefully." Lu Yang didn't take this matter to heart.

Looking at the backs of Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou going away, the young man looked slightly alert: "Daxia people..."

"That's strange. Why was that kid so wary of us just now? He even said something like 'Daxia people'?" Although Lu Yang had already walked far away, his hearing at the level of a spirit being was so amazing that the boy's mumbling words could still be clearly heard by him.

"Maybe he has never seen a cultivator from Da Xia, or has been hurt by a cultivator from Da Xia?" Meng Jingzhou shrugged and said casually. Neither of them took the young man seriously.

Lu Yang and his companions walked slowly through half of Kaihuang City, strolling and appreciating the customs and culture of the Buddhist country. When they arrived at Kaihuang Temple, it was already evening.

Kaihuang Temple is solemn and majestic, with red walls and grey tiles, and is very popular with incense. The tripod at the entrance of the temple is filled with incense ashes, with a few scattered sticks still left.

"Dear donors, our temple is closed to visitors. Please come back tomorrow." The young monk at the temple entrance politely stopped the two men.

Lu Yang handed the letter sent to him by Kaihuang Temple to the young monk: "Please tell Master Duanchen."

Master Duanchen is the abbot of Kaihuang Temple.

"OK."

Soon, the old monk with a white beard hurried out of Kaihuang Temple, chopping off the little monk's head as he walked. "You don't even know Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, and you still have the nerve to let me read the letter."

"Master Lu, Master Meng, I have long heard of you. My Buddhist name is Duanchen." Master Duanchen clasped his hands together with a smile on his face. He just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that he would really invite Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou.

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"It turns out to be Master Duan Chen." Lu Yang and the other two imitated Duan Chen and put their hands together in greeting.

"Please come in, fellow Taoists." Master Duan Chen made a gesture of invitation, inviting the two to enter the temple.

The monks following Master Duan Chen all wanted to squeeze to the front to see what Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou looked like, and the shorter ones even had to stand on tiptoe.

"I didn't expect you two to come so early. I hope you can forgive me for the inadequacy of the hospitality."

There are still two months to go until the Buddha Bathing Festival, and Master Duan Chen thought that even if the two wanted to come, they would not come so early.

But this is a good thing. The two of them came early, so Kaihuang Temple will have more time to publicize the news that Lu Yang and the others will participate in the Buddha Bathing Festival. By then, it will surely attract many unexpected monks, making the Buddha Bathing Festival even more lively.

"It's okay, it's okay. We were worried about accidents along the way that would delay our trip, so we set off a little early."

"You two donors are joking. With your cultivation, it is enough for you to establish a sect in Daxia. There is no chance of encountering any accidents."

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou smiled but said nothing.

Lu Yang took the initiative to change the subject: "I heard that Kaihuang City was originally called Erlitun. It was your temple's continuous efforts that built this city. It is truly an admirable and great deed."

Master Duan Chen waved his hand and said, "It's not a great merit. It's just that one of the abbots was the illegitimate son of a high monk in Xitian Temple. In order to make the illegitimate son's life better, the high monk continued to secretly help our temple and built it to its current size. It's all thanks to the blessings of our predecessors."

"Later, the eminent monk passed away, leaving behind many relics. The abbot went to fight with Xitian Temple for the ownership of the relics, and there has been no news of him since then."

(End of this chapter)