325: Kuchan Temple

Zhou Family's back mountain.

Outside Linya Pavilion.

A Cultivator, appearing to be in his twenties, dressed in a crimson robe and wearing a zhou character token at his waist, gazed silently at the ancient and elegant pavilion, lost in thought.

It was only when a powerful Aura fluctuation emanated from within the pavilion that he was startled awake.

"This is… Core Formation…"

"As expected, he's much faster than me…"

Zhou Dingze muttered to himself.

He sighed with a sense of loss.

His eyes held a complex expression.

"Dingze."

Just then.

A voice sounded from behind him.

Without needing to use his Divine Sense, Zhou Dingze knew who had arrived.

The newcomer's face was extremely similar to Zhou Dingze's.

As if they were carved from the same mold.

Only the robe he wore was different from Zhou Dingze's.

"I knew you'd be here."

Zhou Dingyang sighed helplessly.

He walked to Zhou Dingze's side and looked towards the distant pavilion.

So many years had passed.

He still hadn't given up.

Zhou Dingyang murmured in his heart.

Zhou Dingze didn't reply.

He just nodded.

"The Clan Head has summoned us."

The two stood in silence for a while.

Only then did Zhou Dingyang speak to Zhou Dingze.

"Let's go."

Zhou Dingze nodded.

He withdrew his gaze.

The two turned and left.

The area around Linya Pavilion became quiet once more.

Only the unstable Golden Core Aura still lingered.

Cultivation Manual Tower.

On the fifth floor.

Sensing the sudden surge of Aura.

Zhou Leren, who was sitting cross-legged beneath a glazed stone pillar, opened his eyes.

He perceived it with his Divine Sense.

But he wasn't surprised.

After all, Li Qinglan was merely re-cultivating.

And she enjoyed fair treatment in the Zhou Family.

This speed was not at all unbelievable.

Zhou Family's main hall.

When Zhou Dingyang and Zhou Dingze arrived.

Zhou Leyi nodded to the two of them.

Then, he handed over an invitation letter.

"Dingyang, Dingze, this is an invitation letter sent by the Wanbao Merchant Guild."

"In two months, the Wanbao Merchant Guild will hold an auction in Fengzhou."

"At that time, you two brothers will represent the Zhou Family."

"If possible, bid for the Tier 4 Legacy that is the main item."

Zhou Leyi saw Zhou Dingyang reach out and take the invitation letter.

He spoke to the two of them.

"Tier 4 Legacy?"

Zhou Dingyang and the other, who were flipping through the invitation letter, were startled.

A Tier 4 Nascent Soul Legacy was a core Legacy in any major power.

How could it be reduced to being auctioned off?

"Indeed, although we don't know its specific attribute, it's always right to try and bid for it."

Zhou Leyi smiled.

"Yes, Clan Head."

Zhou Dingyang accepted the invitation letter.

"These are the Spirit Stones prepared by the Clan."

"Of course, if the competition is too fierce, it's fine to give up."

Zhou Leyi then handed over a Storage Pouch.

He added another sentence.

The two nodded and accepted it.

Then they bid farewell.

And left the main hall.

They went back to prepare.

And then departed down Qingyang Peak.

Both of them were currently at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, not far from the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

Working together against an enemy.

Below Golden Core, they had no match… Great Buddha Domain.

Inside a dilapidated temple.

Zhou Xiangyu and Jiang Ningchan arrived hand in hand.

The desolate temple had a plaque.

Faintly, the three characters "Kushan Temple" were visible.

At their waists, the heart-returning pendant shimmered with light.

A two-sided, single-entity Nascent Soul remnant soul floated out.

"Two Masters."

Zhou Xiangyu and Jiang Ningchan bowed in greeting.

Bitter Heart looked at the now desolate and broken Kushan Temple.

He sighed in his heart.

The Demon Lord of Suffering surveyed the scene.

He didn't speak.

Kushan Temple's current state was his doing.

However, the entanglement between the two of them had already spanned hundreds of years.

He too had paid his price.

"Master, I plan to stay here and renovate the temple."

Zhou Xiangyu expressed his idea.

This was precisely the site of the original Kushan Temple.

But after several hundred years, it had long since fallen into disrepair.

The reason he had to pass through the Dharma Buddha Temple's territory.

Was also to come and see this place.

Bitter Heart nodded.

Zhou Xiangyu and Jiang Ningchan walked inside.

Subsequently.

Magical power surged within the desolate temple.

Half a month later.

Kushan Temple, situated on the desolate mountain, was completely transformed.

Although not magnificent and opulent.

It finally resembled a temple.

Above the door plaque.

The three characters "Kushan Temple" were bold and powerful.

Allowing one to immediately discern the skill involved.

Kushan Temple was not large.

Originally, only Bitter Heart and his Disciple cultivated here.

After completing the renovation of Kushan Temple.

Zhou Xiangyu and Jiang Ningchan took up residence there.

A few days later.

A herb gatherer, who had come up the mountain, discovered that the temple here had reopened.

He was startled.

Plucking up his courage, he went to Kushan Temple to investigate.

Thinking of asking for a bowl of water.

However, he found no monks in the temple.

Only a pair of perfect partners, Tian Cheng.

Who claimed to be the Legacy holders of this temple.

The herb gatherer didn't dare to stay long.

After drinking a bowl of water.

He left.

"How strange, how bizarre…"

The herb gatherer couldn't understand it.

Returning to the village.

He recounted this peculiar phenomenon.

Attracting a crowd of curious people.

After that day.

Occasionally, people who went up the mountain would visit Kushan Temple to see.

They found that it was exactly as rumored.

The temple was not inhabited by monks, but instead by a young man and woman.

Although they were filled with surprise and doubt.

They dared not show anything.

The two had extraordinary bearing, clearly not ordinary people.

Naturally, they were not people these Mortals could afford to offend.

This scene fell into the eyes of Zhou Xiangyu and his companion.

Zhou Xiangyu gave a wry smile.

It was somewhat unexpected.

Bitter Heart was more open-minded.

Things were already much better than expected.

As for whether they could find a successor, that would depend on luck.

Half a month later.

The Mortal villages near Songbai Peak, where Kushan Temple was located, finally got used to the existence of Kushan Temple.

In fact, due to this unique temple.

The reputation of Kushan Temple spread even further than imagined.

Inside Kushan Temple.

Zhou Xiangyu did not go out.

He and Jiang Ningchan cultivated within Kushan Temple.

Under the guidance of Bitter Heart and the Demon Lord of Suffering.

On this day.

A special guest arrived outside Kushan Temple.

The visitor appeared to be only six or seven years old.

His patched clothes were washed until they were white.

The Little Child was panting.

Behind him followed a middle-aged man with a face full of wrinkles.

If not for someone escorting him, a six or seven-year-old child would certainly not have found this place for the first time.

"Uncle Zhang, I can go in by myself."

The Little Child thanked him respectfully.

The middle-aged man hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.

Where in the world would a Master go to their kind of place to perform a ritual with no profit?

But the Little Child was willing to try.

So he brought him up.

"Knock ~ Knock ~"

Kushan Temple's main gate was wide open and not closed.

But the Little Child still stood at the entrance.

He knocked on the door.

But he didn't go in.

The knocking sound spread.

Adding a touch of Life Qi to this quiet temple.

A young man in a black robe, with his long hair casually tied behind his head, walked out.

His expression was gentle.

"I am the Abbot Master of Kushan Temple. Little donor, what can I do for you?"

Zhou Xiangyu was serious.

Although there was nothing wrong with this.

But looking at Zhou Xiangyu dressed like this.

The Little Child really couldn't associate the person in front of him with an Abbot Master of a temple.

"As rumored, indeed."

"Perhaps only this way will there be a chance…"

The Little Child had a maturity beyond his years in his heart.

Hearing Zhou Xiangyu's question.

The Little Child respectfully bowed.

"Abbot Master, I, I would like to ask the Great Master to perform a ritual."

"However, I cannot offer any payment…"

"But I will work hard to repay it!"

The Little Child's voice started soft, then grew loud, then became soft again.

The changes in his mindset were completely captured by Zhou Xiangyu's eyes.

"Good."

Zhou Xiangyu nodded.

The Little Child was in a daze, almost thinking he had hallucinated.