The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 351 - 349: Den of Thieves or Monastery

Hey!

To think he doesn’t even care about Empress Feng’s request to meet.

This Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship sure has some character.

Xin Lin thought to herself.

Xin Lin’s principle in dealing with people is rather simple.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Beside her, Ma Jingtian was still babbling on.

Emperor Longteng and the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship from Taichang Temple are sworn friends, the emperor often visits Taichang Temple to consult the Minister about state affairs.

Rumors have it, he’s an old Monk esteemed and respected, his hair and beard all white, with a benevolent and kind appearance.

Others have heard he’s a stern Monk of great martial prowess, with an intimidating presence.

Of course, these are all just rumors.

After all, the Minister from Taichang Temple who lives a secluded life is rarely seen in public.

Xin Lin noticed that the common folk visiting Taichang Temple also had various desires.

There were those praying for children, wealth, household peace, and good health.

Like her, coming here with a sword to perform Transcendence, was truly unusual.

Xin Lin thought to herself and randomly stopped a young monk passing by to ask.

"Little monk, tell me, who at Taichang Temple can perform Transcendence?"

Xin Lin figured, as long as someone could perform Transcendence, with so many people around, she likely wouldn’t get to meet the elusive old Monk of the Minister.

"Transcendence is usually conducted by monks in Central Temple, little benefactor, if you have deceased relatives or friends to transcend, please come this way."

The young monk was very polite, bowing to Xin Lin.

"I am looking for the one with the highest cultivation, oldest age, and most powerful Transcendence?"

Xin Lin gestured with a wave of her hand.

The nine Yin Sha within this sword can’t be managed by just any Monk or Taoist.

According to Zhao Guihu, it has to be someone of profound Taoist virtues.

The young monk thought for a moment, then earnestly said.

"Little benefactor, do you intend to find the oldest, the one with the highest cultivation, or the one most adept at Transcendence? In our temple, the oldest is Saint Monk Pujisi, he is a hundred and thirty years old; the one who has performed the most powerful Transcendences is Master Qingyu; and naturally, the one with the most formidable cultivation is the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship."

The young monk’s face filled with reverence when he mentioned the Minister.

Lord Taichang, truly the idol of all the novice monks in Taichang Temple.

I thought, this benefactor would ask more questions.

Little did I know Xin Lin’s next question would be.

"Among these three people, who charges the least for incense oil money?"

"..."

Both the young monk and Ma Jingtian’s mouths twitched fiercely. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

As a modern atheist, Xin Lin was always rather dismissive of various temples.

However, she understands the rule of offering incense oil money when entering temples.

Since all can perform Transcendence, of course, choose the cheapest one.

"Amitabha."

The young monk from Taichang Temple still had great decorum; after pausing for a moment, he said.

"Please head to Shansheng Hall to find Master Qingyu."

After that, he pointed Xin Lin and Ma Jingtian down a path.

Xin Lin and Ma Jingtian turned down a bamboo-lined path and arrived in front of Shansheng Hall.

Indeed, there were significantly fewer people lined up outside Shansheng Hall, only about a dozen or so.

They walked a few steps and were stopped by a middle-aged Monk dressed in a yellow Kasaya.

The burly Monk had a face full of flesh and smelled strongly of meat and wine, clearly a meat-loving Monk.

"Are the two of you here to perform Transcendence for relatives or friends? Transcend one person for one thousand silver."

Upon hearing that, Xin Lin’s face turned pale.

"Transcending one person for one thousand silver, isn’t it nine thousand taels for nine people? Is this a temple or a den of robbers!"

Xin Lin’s outcry also caused the face of the meat-loving Monk to change.