Chapter 144 – There’s a Man in the Temple (Middle)
The reason why the temple appeared, why it appeared, and about its past present and future, was what Fan Xian was aiming directly at with that question. When the thin snow-covered temple resounded with the sound of Fan Xian’s question, the immortal that the green bird had transformed into lapsed into silence, while Hai Tang and Wang XIII Lang also sensed the difference in Fan Xian’s emotions and forcibly suppressed the tension in their hearts as they lifted their heads.
In such a divine snow and ice temple, only Fan Xian was able to remain calm, strong as if both Haitang and Wang XIII Lang had turned into naked babies, unable to produce the slightest hint of disrespect in the watching gaze of the immortal on the snow platform.
The Immortal was silent for a long, long time, and said to Fan Xian, who was standing at his feet, “This is not a realm that mortals should attempt to reach or understand.”
“I have never considered myself a mortal.” Fan Xian narrowed his eyes at those points of light in the air and lowered his voice, “Likewise, I don’t consider you to be any kind of immortal.”
The temple was able to vaguely influence the history of this continent for thousands or tens of thousands of years, coupled with the law that temples could not interfere in the affairs of the world, Fan Xian knew very well that in order to maintain his position as a lofty and independent mystery, no matter if the temple was a relic or something weird, it would definitely dress itself up as an ethereal existence in accordance with the stories in the world’s legends and myths.
“Since you won’t say, then please tell us what exactly you invited us into the temple for?” Fan Xian’s eyes stared straight at the alien scenery and people illuminated by the points of light in the air as he calmly spoke, “No mortal has ever been able to enter the temple of the gods, so you must have something in mind for us if you let us in.”
By this time, Haitang and Wang XIII Lang had already heard something fishy from the conversation between Fan Xian and that immortal, and slowly stood up from the snowy ground. They found it admirable to the extreme that Fan Xian was still able to talk to a supreme being in such a calm manner in the face of a supreme being who was beyond the world’s comprehension.
However, Haitang Duo Duo and Wang Thirteen Lang still didn’t understand whether Fan Xian was really prepared to negotiate some kind of deal with the immortal in the temple. Why wasn’t he in a hurry to find out the whereabouts of that blind master? Haitang gently stood behind Fan Xian and followed his gaze into the air, but just this glance had already consumed her entire body’s courage. It was under this glance that her heart suddenly moved, Fan Xian was before the immortals, still upright, why couldn’t he himself?
“I used to work in many professions in the secular world, but what I’m best at is actually doing business.” Fan Xian said, “That’s why I’m a businessman who is only interested in profit, I don’t like to get something for nothing, and I’m also not willing to do something to jeopardize my own interests just to be shrouded in the light of the divine temple. What you want us to do for the temple, there must be some price to pay.”
From the time he entered the temple until now, Fan Xian’s entire state of mind had become exceptionally clear and calm, yes, he still didn’t have a solid knowledge about the temple, but he had to force himself to calm down, not to treat the other party as a god, but only as a real being, and he had also vaguely guessed that, for this trip to the temple to go so smoothly, it must be that this temple person had some requirements for his three people, and he had even that request had already guessed a generalization.
“God’s way Xiwei, the road is not prosperous, wandering astray, the same pointing to the mountains and rivers, angry at the wind and clouds, and aspiring to secure the gods of the earth and grain, so ……”
Those light points above the snow platform condensed into a human form, after a moment’s pause, suddenly opened his mouth and read a long article with ancient words, however, the central meaning is actually very simple, this immortal in the temple, hope that Fan Xian, Haitang, Wang XIII Lang three people, can become the temple’s emissary, in place of the temple in the dark observation of the world, and choose the right time to return to the temple, to the temple in the person to make a report.
Haitang and Wang XIII Lang fell into deep thought, and incomparably complex emotions were born in their eyes. How could they probably not have imagined that once they entered the divine temple, the immortals in the temple would not turn themselves and these people into lapis lazuli, but instead delivered such an important, yet so nonsensical mission to themselves.
Checking out the world’s affairs for the divine temple? In the future, if the three of them left the temple, they would only be afraid that they would not come back in this lifetime, and the people in the temple could not go out of the temple to interfere in the affairs of the world, so how could they control themselves?
This was a very simple request, and in the eyes of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao, this might be a supreme and extraordinarily noble mission, yet in Fan Xian’s eyes, this was merely his own speculation being confirmed once again.
“Could …… this be the legendary Heavenly Veiners?” Haitang Duo’s heart trembled slightly as a term came to mind. In the legends, Heavenly Veiners were known as the bloodline of the heavens, which would awaken every few hundred years, and Heavenly Veiners could potentially represent a battle power that was so powerful that it could not be resisted, and could potentially represent a great talent in wisdom, however, these legendary characters would all end up disappearing without a trace.
After Hai Tang Duo Duo came out of the green mountain, she was also publicized by the court organization of Northern Qi as the Heavenly Vein person of this generation, which was known as a genius in the world, however, she herself knew clearly that she was not one of those legendary characters at all, compared to Fan Xian who was still so calm in the face of Immortals, and Fan Xian who was able to spit out 300 poems in one night as the little monster, which was more like a Heavenly Vein person.
“Not a Heavenly Veins person, this kind of identity is just a messenger in the temple.” Fan Xian suddenly broke the silence and opened his mouth to explain to the two friends beside him, “This divine temple is already deserted, in addition to this immortal, there is no longer a messenger who can observe the movements of the human world……. More accurately, those messengers have all died on earth, the divine temple, if it doesn’t want to be forgotten by the world, does not want to forget this world. Doesn’t want to forget this world, it has to find the messengers again.”
“Coincidentally, the three of us came to the temple and gave this immortal a chance. Of course for him, it wasn’t much of a gamble, because I believe that those who are strong in the world are quite willing to look into the world for the high and mighty temple.”
“Even your master couldn’t forget the divine temple before he died, let alone others.” Fan Xian glanced at Wang Xulang and said with his head slightly lowered, “You can be as many as you want to be, and I’m sure that this is the first set of emissaries that the divine temple has ever had an outsider serve as, and they don’t have any rules or regulations of their own.”
Strangely enough, Fan Xian said these words in front of that Immortal on the snowy platform, as if he wasn’t worried about offending that Immortal at all. Indeed, it was also true that the immortal’s pale face, which was condensed purely from points of light, did not have the slightest change of emotion, and he was simply waiting indifferently and woodenly for the three people on the stage to answer.
“The messengers in the temple are all dead, of course, there weren’t that many messengers in the temple in the first place, that’s why you thought of using the three of us to act as your eyes, however, the problem is that it’s impossible for you to control our movements after we leave the temple, you just made the only possible choice when you had no choice.” Fan Xian raised his head and looked at the spot of light, the corner of his lips curling slightly as he said, “However, I still want to gain some advantage. In accordance with my analysis, the so-called Heavenly Veins people are nothing more than those people to whom you have imparted some knowledge that is not equal to the era at the time through those emissaries who have walked the world in the long course of history.”
“In that case, Master Bitter Lotus is a Heavenly Pulse Person, and my emperor’s old man is also a Heavenly Pulse Person, it is said that Heavenly Pulse Persons only appear once in a few hundred years, but it is clear that the last few decades have been a bit too lively for this continent.”
The Immortal’s face did not quiver in the slightest, only slightly bending down, looking condescendingly at the calmly speaking Fan Xian, and said a moment later, “Those were unexpected circumstances, not Heavenly Pulsemakers.”
Fan Xian nodded, not refuting this statement, because whether it was the gong skill practiced by Master Bitter Lotus, or the overbearing true qi practiced by the Emperor’s old man, to be precise, they were all things that Old Mother Ye Qingmei had stolen from this broken temple back then, and there was no legitimacy to the inheritance, which this old man in the temple naturally refused to recognize.
“Child, you know a lot of things.” The Immortal on the snowy platform gazed gently at Fan Xian.
“Don’t call me child, I don’t like being called that. As for the fact that I do know quite a lot of things, after all, I have an autonomous mind, not like the messengers you’ve sent out into the world over these countless years, who don’t have their own emotions or minds.” Fan Xian looked back into the immortal’s deep eyes without flinching and said calmly, “I can even tell that that large article of yours earlier was actually all plagiarized rhetoric, thus showing that you can only carry out some simple collection and writing work, but are unable to possess your own creative abilities.”
Ever since he had stood up from the snow, Fan Xian had been calm to the point of indifference as he spoke to this temple figure as an equal, and he seemed to have no fear that this mysterious temple would easily kill him. However, these calmness was actually nothing more than a disguise, and these emotions were only based on his analysis of the temple, as well as his knowledge from his two lives.
“It is a plea for martial diatribe. It seems that you really surprised me and made me think of something …… But if you are willing to become the temple’s messengers, I can not mind the rudeness of your words.” The Immortal spoke indifferently, “The Temple of God never trades with mortals. Please remember this point.”
“Since you’ve remembered something from back then, you naturally know that not everyone in this world will be intimidated by you and then listen to whatever you say.” Fan Xian said, “You’re just a lonely old man now, and all those people under you have died one by one, so besides us, who else under the heavens do you think will be able to find this broken temple? Whether you let us leave or kill us, you’ll just be stuck in this snowy mountain forever, never again able to know what’s going on in the world of people you’re so calmly watching.”
“Even if you could make an exception to the deal, the fact remains that you have already achieved the selfless bestowal of the temple, and you, as children of the temple, should contribute to the sustainability of the world as a whole.”
“I do not know what the temple has bestowed upon me.”
The Immortal’s gaze swept and flicked over the bodies of the three people in front of the snowy platform and said, “The reason I chose you to enter the temple and entrust this great mission to you is because all of you have the aura of the temple in you …… especially you.”
The Immortal’s gaze finally landed on Fan Xian. Begonia Duo Duo inherited the art of Green Mountain, Master Bitter Lotus was able to become a generation of masters by relying on the gongfu that Ye Qingmei had stolen from the temple back then, and the supreme sword art of Dongyi City had more or less brought with it a bit of the style of the temple’s emissaries. The one with the strongest aura was of course Fan Xian, who had been living with Uncle Wu Zhu since he was young, he was Ye Qingmei’s son, and the several great techniques that the divine temple had shed into the world were all within his body, and this immortal who had been witheringly guarding the divine temple for who knows how many tens of thousands of years could naturally see this very easily.
“What you mean is that it’s impossible to give the three of us any more favors.” The corner of Fan Xian’s lips curled up slightly as he smiled and said, “In that case, of course, we can’t enter the temple of treasures and return empty-handed, so if you don’t give it to us, we’ll have to search for it ourselves.”
As soon as the words fell, the immortal in the light laughed slightly, seemingly feeling a hint of absurdity at the fact that a mole-like worldly mortal actually dared to forcibly loot the treasures in the temple under the gaze of his own heavenly god.
However, something even more absurd was behind, after Fan Xian finished that sentence, he no longer spoke more to those points of light, but instead directly walked around the stone platform and headed towards the most well-preserved building in the temple under the thin snow.
Haitang and Wang Thirteen Lang were startled, wondering if such an impudent move would enrage the immortals in the temple, and if a heavenly thunderbolt would descend later and blast Fan Xian into flying dust.
The face of the immortal-like figure condensed from the dots of light on the snowy platform stiffened slightly, as if in all his calculations, he had not thought of Fan Xian’s move, and immediately afterward, the immortal’s body immediately disintegrated, and in a split second, appeared before the path that Fan Xian was walking on, stopping outside the door of the intact building.
Disappearing and reappearing, such speed was truly not a scene that could occur in the human world. However, Hai Tang Duo Duo and Wang Thirteen Lang forcibly suppressed their inner horror and turned into two light smokes, swept over, attempting to save Fan Xian’s little life in the midst of the Immortal’s furious strike.
Yet nothing happened. Fan Xian’s footsteps didn’t even pause in the slightest, and he walked straight into the humanoid shape that the points of light had congealed into, and those points of light didn’t get knocked apart by his body, didn’t fly away in all directions, and didn’t turn into countless celestial thunderbolts that blew him to smithereens, but instead just suddenly swelled up and seemed to adhere to Fan Xian’s snowy coat.
Just like that, in the midst of Haitang and Wang Xulang’s shocked gazes, Fan Xian walked directly into the Immortal’s radiance, and then stepped out, approaching the door of the building.
A breeze whipped by, and the Immortal’s radiance once again grew large, and abruptly appeared before the building’s door again, stopping in front of Fan Xian, yet a few hints of mute expression appeared in those unfathomable eyes that were like the heavens.
Fan Xian calmly looked into the eyes of the Immortal floating in the air, and after a moment of silence whispered, “I see through you.”