The little Daoist priest's words were full of sincerity, so it was obvious that he wasn't trying to deceive us. He was merely advising us to leave out of pure goodwill.
Looking at his childish face, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. While I was thinking about how to answer him, the fat guy on the side curled his lips and sneered. "What's going on in Mount Tai Goddess Temple? Why don't we just go and take a look?
Don't listen to this little Daoist's alarmist talk.
Besides, so what if that Empress really exists? We're not like this bunch of good-looking but useless silver-looking spearheads from Mount Longhu. When the time comes, if she wants to cause trouble, we'll let her witness Lord Fatty's methods! "
After saying that, he lifted his foot and was about to go up the mountain.
Although Fatty said it out of anger, his words were crude. Now, with Fatty's and my cultivation, even if we were to face Celestial Master Yang Shen, we would still be able to protect ourselves. Even if this Goddess Temple of Mount Tai was really a dragon's pool and tiger's den, it would not be so scary that we would not be able to move forward.
It's just that this young Daoist from Mount Longhu has good intentions, so there's no need for me to be fierce towards him.
Thus, I smiled amiably and said, "Us two brothers came up the mountain with a prior appointment, so there's no reason for us to break it.
Thank you for your kind advice, Little Daoist. Let's part ways here. "
Then, I cupped my hands in greeting and left the forest with the fatty, heading up the mountain.
The young Daoist was trapped alone in the forest and had to take care of the other heavily injured people. It was truly quite pitiful. However, there weren't many people as pure and kind as the young Daoist on Mount Longhu. In addition to the enmity between us, it was already good enough that I didn't hit him when he was down. There was absolutely no reason for me to help him.
Seeing that we were determined to go up the mountain, the little Daoist still didn't give up. He shouted loudly behind us, "Benefactor, if you really want to go, there's no harm in waiting a little longer. Even though my two Martial Uncles were defeated by the Empress and escaped, they definitely won't leave the matter at that. They must have gone to get reinforcements.
You can wait for my Martial Uncle to come back and then go up the mountain together. At that time, when that Concubine harms people again, my Martial Uncle will be able to protect you! "
This little fellow really doesn't know how to persuade people.
Not to mention the deep enmity between me and the people of Mount Longhu, even if we didn't have any enmity, after hearing these words, I most likely wouldn't wait for his Martial Uncle to return.
I had already decided to go up the mountain, so I didn't pay attention to the young Daoist. I took the fatty with me and walked on the mountain path. Shortly after, I couldn't see the young Daoist anymore.
But in my mind, I began to ponder over what he had said before.
First of all, Mount Longhu had sent more than thirty people. Although their cultivations weren't too high, just from the number of people, it was the largest I had seen Mount Longhu mobilize in the past few years.
The Little Daoist said that they had only come here in the beginning to hunt down a heretical devil, which was probably Lu Zhenyang.
However, I felt that it wasn't the case. If it was just to capture Lu Zhenyang, it would be useless to bring ordinary cultivators. It would be better to send a few strong cultivators to form a small team to capture him. That way, the chances of success would be higher.
From this, it was possible that Mount Longhu had come here with a purpose. However, they hadn't even told their own people about this purpose. That was why the young Daoist didn't know about it.
Moreover, the young Daoist said that they had found the aura of a senior from their sect in Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple. It was possible that the traveling Daoist mentioned in the legend was from Mount Longhu.
From this point, besides dealing with Lu Zhenyang, Mount Longhu had come here for two reasons. One was for Chiyou's tomb, and the other was to find this Daoist.
Of course, the other possibility was that this Daoist was related to Chiyou's tomb, and the two things were connected.
I didn't know if it was the case or not. Only when we arrived at Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple and met Wu Yue would we know.
After thinking for half an hour, we finally reached the entrance of Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple.
However, when we looked at the temple in front of us, the fatty and I became doubtful.
Whether it was the tourist brochure in the hotel at the foot of the mountain or Wu Yue's appearance last night, I had the impression that Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple was a place full of incense. However, the temple in front of us wasn't like that at all.
On the surface, I could still vaguely see the grandeur and delicacy of the past, but now, all that was left was a pile of broken walls. The only place that still looked like a temple was the main hall, but compared to the temples I had seen before, it was still very old. The roof and courtyard were covered in weeds, and the side halls on both sides were half-collapsed. It was impossible to tell what it looked like in the past.
If it weren't for the signboard that read 'Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple,' I would have suspected that I had come to the wrong place.
After a long while, the fatty sighed. "This Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple is too … simple, right?"
I nodded and suppressed my curiosity. I stopped paying attention to the dilapidated exterior and started to study the location of the temple from the perspective of Fengshui.
Although I had seen it before, I could only see it from afar. I could tell that it was a fatal spot, but I couldn't see the details.
After studying it carefully, I discovered that although the suicide spots here are dangerous, they don't actually cover the entire area. There are still many places with vitality.
If the traveling Daoist could see the dangerous Fengshui of Tower Village, he could also see these minor details.
However, after studying it for a long time, I found that this Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple had many places that avoided the places with vitality.
From this point of view, the Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple had the ability to break the fatal spot. However, it wasn't the best choice. It couldn't fully display its power.
While I was puzzled, the fatty had already started to walk in.
I hurried to follow him.
The fatty took the lead and headed straight for the main hall. After a short while, he arrived at the main hall. I followed behind him and walked in together with him.
The main hall was still dilapidated, but compared to the dilapidated walls outside, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.
After observing the place for a while, my eyes were attracted by a pile of cow bones in the corner of the wall.
The pile of skulls was pale white, and they looked a little yellow. They were piled up in the corner of the wall, away from the light. They looked like countless evil ghosts, which would make people fall into a trance.
I pulled myself together and looked at them. The cow skulls looked like they had been thrown here and piled up randomly. However, they had some kind of rule. It was similar to a formation, but it wasn't a formation. It was more like a rare sacrificial altar.
In the world of Metaphysics, cows were magical animals.
Their tears could ward off evil spirits and spirits. In some places in Tibet and Inner Mongolia, cows were used as totems to ward off evil spirits.
However, this is the first time in my life that I've seen an altar made out of a cow's skull. I only vaguely remember seeing similar records in some Daoist classics, but I can't recall the specific details at the moment.
While I was looking at the cow bones, the fatty walked around. When he returned, he said to me, "It's strange. There's a plaque that says' Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple, but why isn't there a statue?
And that Wu Yue, didn't she say that she's the owner of this place? Why hasn't she appeared even though we've been here for so long? "
My attention was completely focused on the cow bone altar. When I heard the fatty say that, I looked around.
Just as he had said, there were no statues or incense burners here. Other than the pile of cow bones, the Mount Taishan's Saint Mother Temple was destitute.
I really didn't know how the Daoist priests from Mount Longhu had found the traces of their seniors here.
"You're a little late."
While I was thinking, Wu Yue's voice suddenly came from outside the main hall.
Hearing the voice, the fatty and I looked at each other and followed the voice.
When I came out of the room, I looked around. I didn't see Wu Yue, but I saw a painting hanging on the wall on the left side of the door.
I didn't know when this painting had been hung there. After being exposed to the sun and rain, it had become dilapidated like the side halls on both sides. The painting paper had also turned dark yellow, the same color as the surrounding walls. It looked very hidden. That was why we didn't notice it when we came here.
When I walked over to take a look, I strangely found that there was a painting of a lady drawn in ink on this dilapidated painting. It wasn't damaged at all.
What shocked me even more was that the lady in the painting was Wu Yue, whom I had met last night.