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Chapter 167: The Golden Statue in the Martial Temple
Chapter 167: The Golden Statue in the Martial Temple
At the front courtyard of the Ji Wang Fu, a peculiar scene unfolded.
Aside from the servants and maids, dozens of figures stood in the courtyard, each with a distinct appearance and dressed in luxurious attire. Despite their varying ages, they all possessed exceptional beauty.
Unsurprisingly, they were all young ladies.
Although he had heard that the Ji Wang Fu had several princesses, Jiang Chengyun was still astonished when he witnessed this scene.
Unless the Prince Ji had some physical defect, it was impossible for him to have only one son, the Jinjiang Heir.
Perhaps the others had passed away or were secretly sent away... The true master of this grand mansion was likely the gentle-looking princess standing before him.
The Princess of Ji swept her gaze across the crowd and cleared her throat lightly.
The princesses quickly made way, revealing the slender figure in the middle.
The young man had a fair complexion and a delicate demeanor. He wore a dark-green silk robe, looking somewhat sickly.
"Jinjiang, your mother personally went to Qingzhou to invite a martial arts master for you. It's none other than the renowned General Jiang. Why haven't you come to pay your respects?"
The Princess of Ji seemed a bit nervous, but upon seeing that neither the servants nor the princesses dared to look directly at the cinnabar-robed figure, her anxiety lessened.
This young lady was the most suitable match for the description of "graceful and ethereal."
Jiang Qiulan's exquisite face was devoid of makeup, and she wore no jewelry. Clad in a simple cinnabar robe, she stood casually in the courtyard, effortlessly capturing everyone's attention.
The delicate-looking youth lifted his eyes with a hint of hesitation, then finally took a step forward.
Seeing this, the Princess of Ji heaved a sigh of relief.
"General Jiang," the Jinjiang Heir approached and bowed slightly.
"There's no need for such formality, Your Highness," Jiang Qiulan shook her head.
"He seems shy, but he'll warm up once we become closer," the Princess of Ji forced a smile.
Not far away, the silver bells on their waists trembled slightly, silently conveying a message.
"The more I look at this, the more I feel something is off. This isn't about inviting General Jiang for martial arts guidance; it's clearly..." Jiang Chengyun furrowed his brows.
"Hmm."
"You noticed it too?"
"Hmm."
"Then why aren't you reacting? General Jiang is from my Qingzhou..."
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Shen Yi remained calm, only interested in knowing when this group would finish their conversation.
The reason was simple: if Jiang Qiulan was unwilling, who in Qingzhou could force her? Since she had come, others should not interfere.
As Shen Yi felt a bit bored and could only stand idly by, the Jinjiang Heir suddenly clenched his fists and glanced in his direction.
The dark armor exuded a domineering aura, and the crimson cloak fluttered slightly. The youth's expression was calm as he gazed quietly into the distance.
"May I ask this general..."
The Jinjiang Heir bowed again, but before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly remembered something: "I, I am Chen Jinjiang. May I ask for your esteemed name, General?"
Before the Princess of Ji could respond, she finally remembered Shen Yi's presence. Her eyes twitched involuntarily, and she took a subtle step forward, smiling as she said, "This is General Shen from Qingzhou. He has important matters to attend to at the Martial Temple, so please don't disturb him."
After waiting for so long, he finally heard the words he had been waiting for.
Shen Yi seized the opportunity to cup his fists respectfully, saying, "General Shen has urgent matters to attend to. Please excuse me, Princess."
"Official matters are of utmost importance. Please feel free to go, General Shen," the Princess of Ji nodded understandingly.
Shen Yi turned and walked towards the exit of the Prince's Mansion, while Jiang Chengyun, concerned about Sir Jiang, kept glancing back repeatedly before being pulled away by Shen Yi.
"..."
Jiang Qiulan silently watched the two figures depart, her pale hand clenching slightly within her sleeve.
...
Leaving the Prince Ji's Mansion.
Jiang Chengyun gnashed his teeth, "The Commander... How could the Commander do such a thing!"
This was Qingzhou's sharpest sword, and instead of using it to slay demons, it was being used for a marriage alliance?
Was his mother living too long that she became senile?! Damn that old thing!
As he watched Shen Yi walk away, he hurriedly followed, "General Shen, you're going the wrong way!"
Shen Yi had assumed that the Divine Martial Temple would be something similar to a shrine.
However, under Jiang Chengyun's guidance, they ended up on the street closest to the Imperial City.
"..."
Upon seeing the true appearance of the Divine Martial Temple, even though Shen Yi in his past life had grown accustomed to skyscrapers, he still felt a bit surprised.
Two thirty-some-odd-zhang tall treasure wood pillars stood like amber, semi-transparent, supporting an incredibly tall hall, as if piercing through the clouds.
The double-eaved pavilion roof resembled the spine of a giant beast, quietly crouching within the Imperial City.
Shen Yi wasn't puzzled by how it was constructed; after all, even he could cause mountains to collapse, so in a world with such immense power, there was no need for astonishment.
He just didn't quite understand the significance of building such a tall structure.
"General Shen, I know what you're thinking."
Jiang Chengyun seemed to have had similar doubts. Without saying more, he led Shen Yi into the Divine Martial Temple.
Compared to the extravagance outside, the interior was extremely simple.
And all of this was for the purpose of drawing one's gaze to the tallest platform at the very back.
On that platform, on both sides, there were six three-zhang tall golden statues. Unlike the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas worshipped in Buddhist temples, these golden statues had diverse appearances. Some had ferocious Yaksha faces, some were beast-headed humans, and one was even in the form of a Simaha demon...
In total, twelve golden statues surrounded the central one, a six-zhang tall golden statue of an angry-eyed Arhat! Their massive and bizarre bodies looked down indifferently at everything below, their faces dark and obscure, giving off an incredibly strong oppressive feeling! Shen Yi stared, his mind slightly dazed.
It wasn't because of anything else, but with the Mountain Lord's divine pupil talent, he suddenly saw a faint shadow within that six-zhang tall golden statue.
Was this thing alive?
"Don't keep staring," Jiang Chengyun lowered his head and quietly reminded him, "These are the Divine Transformation Realm cultivators of the Great Qian Dynasty."
Above the Martial Immortals is the Divine Transformation.
The so-called Divine Transformation is to refine the golden statue with incense and wishes, the shadow soul discards the fleshly body, merges with the statue, and becomes the various true gods in the legends.
From then on, they are no longer afflicted by the suffering of the mortal body. As long as the shadow soul is not destroyed and the incense continues, they can exist for tens of thousands of years.
"That is the Great Qian Dynasty's ultimate treasure."
"The Golden Bodhimanda Statue."
Jiang Chengyun quietly glanced at the central six-zhang tall golden statue.
It was because of the existence of this elder that the Great Qian Dynasty could maintain control over the Nine Provinces.
Everyone who entered the Divine Martial Temple would involuntarily feel reverence, as if standing before an immortal deity, feeling their own insignificance.
Lord Shen, of course, was no exception, and it would likely take him a while to recover.
"..."
Shen Yi stared at the many golden statues, his heart feeling conflicted.
If he could obtain this thing, wouldn't it be much more convenient to kill demons in the future?
(End of Chapter)
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