Ling Jingyan listened attentively, and said with a proud look, "Yan'er is outstanding. No matter where she goes, she is always so dazzling."
He poured Junyu a cup of tea and handed it to him, saying, "Have a sip of tea, and then continue. What other interesting things happened to Yan'er in the Ice Feather Palace?"
Jun Yu picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Ayan is not only famous in the outer sect, but she also amazed everyone in the inner sect disciple assessment."
"......"
Seeing the two chatting happily, they even forgot to eat the sumptuous breakfast spread on the table.
Ruan Xiyan shook her head helplessly.
She never knew before that Junyu was such a skilled conversationalist.
He's always been aloof and doesn't like to say much, but this time he's actually having a lot to talk about with her third brother.
After the meal, the last bit of hostility in Ling Jingyan's eyes completely disappeared, and he and Jun Yu were almost like brothers.
"Brother Jun, you have such a good eye. Let me tell you, no one can compare to my Yan'er's excellence."
Ling Jingyan patted Jun Yu's arm, "From now on, we're brothers, and my sister is your sister!"
Jun Yu smiled but remained silent.
"Third Brother, let's go quickly." Ruan Xiyan urged, looking at the two people slowly walking behind her.
These two have been talking for a long time, and they still haven't said enough.
Moreover, their conversations all revolved around her, the person in question.
"They're here, they're here."
People from the outer city were heading towards the inner city, and Ruan Xiyan and her companions followed the crowd.
They crossed the inner city moat and entered the inner city.
Ling Jingyan walked along the main street, looked around, and asked in confusion, "Yan'er, why can't I see a single inn in this inner city?"
"I thought the inner city would be more prosperous and lively than the outer city, but now it seems that the inner city is quieter and more deserted."
Upon hearing this, Ruan Xiyan looked around and indeed, as her third brother had said, they hadn't seen a single inn since entering the inner city.
The stall owner selling red prayer plaques next to them said with a smile, "Is this your first time coming to the capital to participate in the Mujah Prayer Festival?"
“Yes, sir, there are no inns in the inner city of this capital. Is there some reason for this?” Ling Jingyan asked.
"Because the inner city never allows outsiders to stay overnight, there are naturally no inns in the inner city," the stall owner explained.
"This story goes back a few years... about seven years ago. In our Western Regions Brahma Kingdom, there was a highly respected national teacher. He was a Buddhist disciple with profound Taoist knowledge and was protected by the Heavenly Turtle God."
"He used to be a prince in the royal family, a person with royal destiny. He could communicate directly with the Heavenly Turtle God and explain the Heavenly Turtle God's will."
"In this way, we can guide the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdom to accurately avoid disasters and ensure that the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdom enjoys lasting peace and stability."
"Seven years ago, he deduced the meaning of the Heavenly Turtle God: building inns in the inner city and allowing outsiders to stay would affect the city's feng shui and anger the Heavenly Turtle God."
"At first, some people did not believe it, but the ground in the Western Regions Brahma Kingdom collapsed, and disasters continued. Those who trespassed into the inner city at night were all punished by the Heavenly Turtle God and died a violent death."
"Therefore, the Grand Preceptor issued an order that no outsiders should stay overnight in the inner city. As such, there will naturally be no more inns in the inner city."
"From then on, the disasters in the Western Regions of the Brahma Kingdom gradually decreased and things got better."
Ling Jingyan looked surprised. "That's so mysterious."
"That's right. It's better to believe in something than not, otherwise you might anger the Heavenly Turtle God and be punished by him."
The stall owner continued, "This year's Muzhai Blessing Festival is firstly because the Grand Preceptor is leading the people of the Western Regions' Brahma Kingdom to pray for the Heavenly Turtle God."
"Secondly, it is to fulfill a vow and thank the Heavenly Turtle God for his protection, which has brought favorable weather and peace to the Western Regions Brahma Kingdom."
"At that time, the Grand Preceptor will ride in a palanquin through this main street, scattering red ribbons carrying good fortune to everyone."
“These prayer plaques are tied with red ribbons, then your wishes are written on them, and finally they are hung on the sacred tree of Vansang.”
"Under the protection of the Heavenly Turtle God, all your wishes will be fulfilled."
"So, would you gentlemen like to buy some blessing amulets? The quality of my blessing amulets is very good, and they are guaranteed to make your wishes come true."
The stall owner was enthusiastically promoting the blessing plaques displayed on his stall.
Ling Jingyan smiled slightly, "Since the old man has put it this way, we definitely have to buy them. Let's each buy one of the three of us, and buy three to start."
Ling Jingyan handed over the spirit stone.
The stall owner took it, beaming from ear to ear, and said, "With these blessing plaques from me, the three of you will surely have your wishes fulfilled if the Imperial Preceptor finds the red ribbon while passing by on his way to pray for blessings."
"Old man, we have another question for you. Will we be able to see what the sacred tree looks like today?"
"Of course. Although people are not allowed to approach the sacred tree easily on ordinary days, today is the Vegetarian Prayer Festival."
"After the Grand Preceptor's procession, he will lead everyone to the Sacred Tree to pray for the Heavenly Turtle God, and then hang the prayer plaques in their hands on the Sacred Tree."
The stall owner pointed in a direction in the distance, "Look, that is the sacred tree of our Western Regions Brahma Kingdom, the only one of its kind in the world, the Vansang Tree."
Looking up, Ruan Xiyan could see the topmost branches of the Vansang tree, hidden by layers of houses.
Ling Jingyan followed the direction the stall owner was pointing.
Suddenly, a shout rang out from the street, "The Imperial Preceptor's prayer palanquin is coming!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd walking on the street immediately moved to both sides, clearing a wide path in the middle.
A huge palanquin carried by sixteen people came into view.
A monk dressed in a white robe sat on the palanquin, fiddling with a string of golden prayer beads in his hand.
He closed his eyes and softly murmured some prayers.
When Ruan Xiyan saw the person's appearance, her eyes narrowed.
It was him! She remembered him saying his name was Wu Xie.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the Grand Preceptor spoken of by the people of the Western Regions' Brahma Kingdom.
Seeing Ruan Xiyan lost in thought, Ling Jingyan glanced at Wu Xie on the palanquin. "No wonder he's called a Buddhist disciple. He really is a monk. Yan'er, judging from your expression, did you know him before?"
“We’ve met twice before,” Ruan Xiyan replied.
The maids walking alongside the palanquin scattered red ribbons of blessing from the flower baskets into the crowd, causing a scramble among them.
Ling Jingyan reacted quickly, catching three red ribbons of blessing from mid-air. He handed the ribbons to Ruan Xiyan and Jun Yu beside him.
"Third Brother, you still believe in this stuff?"
Ling Jingyan smiled and said, "What the stall owner said earlier did seem a bit exaggerated."
"But since we're here, we should do as the locals do and join in the fun. Besides, when it comes to wishes, sincerity is key."
"Since we're going to the Vansang tree anyway, there's no harm in giving it a try."
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