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Chapter 320 The fog of Zhongyue Temple (1)

On the day when Pu Zixuan and the other two visited Xiqu, Su Sanniang had been in Zhongyue Temple for two days and had nothing to do.

The day before yesterday, Su Sanniang brought Huiyuan's letter of introduction to Zhongyue Temple. Although the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple warmly received her, they were told that Taoist Li Shengqing had something to do outside and asked her to wait in the wing room for a few days. Although Su Sanniang was a little unhappy, she didn't want to say much when she thought of the guest following the host, so she didn't want to say much and lived in a wing room.

In the past two days, a young female Taoist priest brought tea and food every day in the Taoist temple, and her words and etiquette were quite appropriate. However, Su Sanniang was not a very patient person. She took the initiative to come to Zhongyue Temple to practice because her ability to come from Taoist arts. She wanted to come here to seek guidance and improvement. Unexpectedly, after two days, she only had to eat and drink for free, wasting her time, and she felt more and more frigid.

Now that Pu Zixuan and Yu Xiangdi have greatly improved their strength in Jiangxi, Chen Shuqing has naturally become stronger due to the recovery of the Demon Emperor. Only I am progressing slowly, so I am really unwilling to accept it! No, I must ask you clearly today!

At dinner time, the female Taoist priest indeed brought water and food to Su Sanniang again. As soon as she entered the door, she smiled and said, "Sister Yang, I'll bring you food."

This female Taoist priest named Wuchen, has a pretty face, but she looks inconspicuous against the backdrop of a Taoist robe.

The title "Sister Yang" naturally comes from Su Sanniang's pseudonym Yang Yuniang.

Su Sanniang took the meal, glanced at the fried chicken in it, but did not touch her mouth. Instead, she turned to Wuchen and asked, "Haha, Wuchen, my Yang Yuniang came here without any donation and no achievements. Why are you so thoughtful to me?"

Wuchen said: "Our Zhongyue Temple and Shaolin Temple have always had a good relationship. Sister Yang is a distinguished guest introduced by Abbot Huiyuan of Shaolin Temple. Of course, we should treat you warmly."

"But even if I am in Shaolin Temple, I will not be treated so well. You can let me go back to Shaolin Temple first and notify me after Priest Li Shengqing comes back. Why do you want to leave me here for free and eat and drink?"

"That's because Xuanling Zhenren welcomes the purifying messenger. If he doesn't treat you better, once he leaves and never comes back, he will punish us."

Zhenren Xuanling is the Taoist name of Taoist Master Li Shengqing.

Su Sanniang felt even more strange. After thinking about it, she asked again: "So when will Master Li come back?"

Wuchen said: "He went to inspect the stadium regularly, and it usually took two or three days to come back. Didn't he just leave the day before yesterday? Under normal circumstances, he would come back tomorrow."

"The arena? What arena?" Su Sanniang was really stunned.

Unexpectedly, when these words came out, Wu Chen was more surprised than Su Sanniang and asked back, "Ah? It turns out that Sister Yang came to our Zhongyue Temple to participate in the Eternal Night Competition?"

Su Sanniang sneered: "Haha, I'm here just to ask for some Taoist alchemy. It seems that it's a coincidence. What kind of competition did you catch up with?"

"That's right, Sister Yang is a purifying messenger. When we come to our Zhongyue Temple at this time, we all think you are here to participate in the Eternal Night Competition." After Wu Chen said, he looked disappointed and said, "Since that's the case, if Sister Yang wants to leave, please wait for the Xuanling Real Person to come back. You can explain to him personally, so as not to misunderstand that we are not well-received. Okay, Sister Yang, you have a meal first, and I'll close the plate later."

After saying that, Wuchen turned around and was about to leave. Before he left, Su Sanniang stopped her: "Wait a minute, Wuchen, I am a little interested in this game and want to know more about the situation."

After some exchanges, Su Sanniang had already had a lot of doubts about this mysterious game. When Wuchen came back, she asked: "Why does Guimiao have a competition specifically for the purifying messengers? Why is it called the 'Eternal Night Competition'? What's going on in the arena that needs regular inspection?"

Wuchen didn't answer, but said mysteriously: "Since Sister Yang is not here to participate in the competition, there is no need to ask this more."

Su Sanniang smiled and said, "Although my original intention was not to participate in any competition, as a purifying messenger, I am not too late to register now."

"Well..." Wu Chen stopped talking and glanced at the purse that Su Sanniang placed next to her pillow, with an elusive thief light in her eyes.

Seeing that Su Sanniang was unhappy, Wuchen actually walked up, massaged Su Sanniang's shoulders, and smiled humbly: "What do you want to know about sister? I am willing to say it. However, sister, I haven't worn beautiful clothes for many days. I wonder if my sister has some extra clothes to give to her?"

Haha, it turns out that's what it means. Su Sanniang laughed in her heart. She didn't expect that this woman, as a monk, still has these colorful intestines. But it's good that money can make the devil push the mill, so this will be easier.

So, Su Sanniang took the purse, took out a handful of copper coins from it, and handed it to Wuchen and said, "Sister said this, but I'm just seeing you. Sister, I don't have any good clothes, so why don't you buy a new one, it's not in vain to meet each other."

"Oh, sister, you are so generous." Wu Chen showed a happy face and put the copper coins in his arms. He immediately explained, "Originally, even if I don't say it, as long as my sister waits for the Xuanling Zhenren to come back and ask him directly, he will tell you. However, since my sister respects her so much, I will reveal it first. Our Zhongyue Temple will hold a competitive competition on the first day of the first lunar month next year, and those who are eligible to sign up can only be the Purification Messenger. There are already many Purification Messengers who have registered and live here. Before the start of the competition, they can practice in the temple for more than two months. The competition is on an unknown mountain more than fifty miles away. Xuanling Zhenren finally chose a hill shaped like a gossip. It took four years to design a complex competition. Because the construction has been starting, he will go to inspect the progress every month."

Su Sanniang was even more curious: "What arenas to take four years to design?"

"I heard that eight entrances were designed in eight directions of the mountain, and eight purifying messengers entered each other, over the difficulties and finally arrived at the center. The winner was the winner. Xuanling Zhenren will give him an important gift."

"Oh? What kind of gift is it?"

"It is something passed down from our Zhongyue Temple for generations. But what is it? It is a secret of the great one. Only the Xuanling Zhenren himself knows it."

"So, how much silver is required to register?"

"No silver is required, just an agreement is signed. If any accident occurs in the middle of the competition, the temple will not be responsible."

"That's it..." Su Sanniang thoughtfully, "It seems that it is a very dangerous game, but the more this happens, the more it means that the prizes that the winner can get must be very precious."

"Yes, so after Xuanling Zhenren recruits contestants through various methods, there are very few purification messengers who will register. At present, except for you, you only have five people to register, and three people are missing. If you can't get all eight people together, the game will have to be postponed. Therefore, Xuanling Zhenren has repeatedly told us to treat the guests well, for fear that they will leave. How about it, is your sister tempted?"

Su Sanniang thought for a while and shook her head and said, "Although I am a little interested in that mysterious gift, what it is has not been disclosed. Then I have no intention of taking such a big risk and still not participating. Wuchen, thank you for your hospitality and explanation. When Master Li comes back tomorrow, I will practice according to my established plan."

"Okay, sister, I'll leave first."

When Wuchen left, Su Sanniang reminisces about the conversation between the two of them for a moment, then sighs softly, closes her eyes, and cuts a cross on her chest, saying, "Thank God for giving us food..."

At dusk, when Wuchen took away the plate, Su Sanniang lay alone in the wing room, dazed, and was restless, so she decided to go outside to get some breath.

The entire Zhongyue Temple is a slender structure that runs north and south, covering a large area. Su Sanniang's wing room is located on the right side of the central part. Two days ago, he had visited some nearby halls that worship Taoist gods. Su Sanniang, who had always believed in God, was not very interested in this, so she decided to go to the north end today.

At this time, many Taoist priests were also spending dinner in the temple and relaxing and relaxing. Along the way, Su Sanniang also saw two men not wearing Taoist robes. They thought they were purification messengers who came to participate in the competition.

Su Sanniang did not get close to them, and walked northward. At the end of the north end, there was a two-story, three-eaves hip-mounted roof building built on a high platform. The top plaque read "Imperial Book Building" and there were steps on both sides of the platform. Su Sanniang was idle, so she walked up and entered the first floor.

I saw countless rows of bookshelves placed on one floor to collect mountainous classics. It was already evening and the light was dim. Except for the Taoist priests guarding the gate, the interior seemed quiet.

However, next to a row of bookshelfs, there was a man moving.

Looking through the gaps in the books, Su Sanniang vaguely felt that the figure was a little familiar. She looked at it carefully and immediately realized his appearance. At this moment, Su Sanniang almost cried out!
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