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    Lu Xinglin naturally would not go back on his word. After a brief tidying up, he helped Han Suyue get into the carriage and hurriedly drove towards the Yunwu Temple outside the city.

    At this time, the city gate has just opened, and there are very few people walking on the street, most of them are small traders.  When we left the city, there were even fewer people.

    Yunwu Temple is located on Yunshan Mountain outside the city, and Yunshan Mountain is famous for its perennial clouds and mist.  The sunrise over the sea of ??clouds here is also a spectacular sight, and literati often come to climb up to enjoy the scenery.

    It is precisely because of this that when the carriage arrived at Yunshan, there was a lot of excitement at the foot of the mountain.

    This place is like a small market, with vendors selling food, stalls selling handicrafts, and people doing other things everywhere.

    Many people who enjoy the sunrise will go down the mountain directly if they don¡¯t stay at Yunwu Temple. When they reach the foot of the mountain, it¡¯s time to have breakfast, so the business here is particularly good.

    It was Lu Xinglin¡¯s first time here, but the original person had been here several times, so he was familiar with all this in his memory.

    The mountain road is difficult to walk, and the carriage will definitely not be able to go up. If you are a wealthy family, you will naturally hire a soft sedan at the foot of the mountain to let people go up. There are also wicker chairs for those who are worse, so you don't have to walk by yourself.

    Mrs. Anhou is a face-saving person. No matter how much she or he tries to talk to Han Suyue and her son, she always looks magnanimous when going out, so they have always sat on wicker chairs when they came here before, and this time is no exception.  .

    The wicker chair swayed up the mountain. Lu Xinglin, who was sitting in the back, was already a little sleepy because he got up early, but he felt even more sleepy after being shaken by this.

    Xiaoyou, who had not been out since coming to this world, appeared at this time: "Host, what are you doing in Yunwu Temple?"

    "It really doesn't understand the thoughts of its host more and more. The wisher's wish is to leave the Anhou Mansion with his mother. It would be better for his host to just hide in the Taoist temple on the mountain without doing anything. Can he hide for the rest of his life?

    "Of course there are important things, and those people in the An family are not so easy to get rid of. Fortunately for me, my mother is An Hou's concubine, and it is even more difficult to deal with her as a slave. I don't have the patience to waste time with them, so naturally I have to  Find a reason that no one can refute, and take her away in a fair and just manner." Lu Xinglin said.

    "Then what does this have to do with you coming to Yunwu Temple? Are you planning to become a monk?" Xiaoyou still didn't understand. This kind of escape-like choice was not the style of his host at all.

    "What are you thinking about?" Lu Xinglin glanced at it and asked.

    "If you don't become a monk, Yunwu Temple can't help you get rid of Anhou Mansion." Xiaoyou said.

    "Although the ignorant feudal society has many constraints, if the supremacy of imperial power is used well, all problems can be solved." Lu Xinglin looked up at the stone steps deep into the clouds and chuckled.

    "Host, you are not going to rebel, are you?" Xiaoyou became anxious after hearing his words: "This is not possible. The plot of this world revolves around the court, and the son of destiny must ascend to the throne.  Yes, you can¡¯t ruin the plot.¡±

    Hearing this, Lu Xinglin glared at it angrily: "Can't you be smarter? How could I deliberately sabotage the plot!"

    "Then what are you talking about about imperial power and so on" Xiaoyou also knew that his host was not that kind of person, so he murmured in a low voice.

    "I have never seen a system as stupid as yours. Do you have to rebel and become the emperor to take advantage of the imperial power?" Lu Xinglin said with a look of disgust.

    But even though he disliked it, it was the system that he had gone through so many missions with after all. Lu Xinglin didn't say anything more, but no matter how Xiaoyou asked, he didn't tell him the purpose of coming to Yunwu Temple.

    While talking to Xiaoyou, the wicker chair Lu Xinglin was sitting on had already arrived in front of the Yunwu Temple on the top of the mountain.

    At this time, it was already bright, and the clouds and fog around Yunwu Temple had dispersed a lot. Under the sunlight, the simple and solemn Taoist temple also revealed a bit of the ethereal appearance of a Taoist blessed land.

    After getting off the wicker chair and waiting for the maid next to Han Suyue to pay, the group entered the Yunwu Temple.

    Dazheng advocates Taoism, and there are countless Taoist temples, large and small, among which Yunwu Temple is the leader.

    Not only was there a powerful man who became an immortal a hundred years ago, but now Taoist priest Linyuan in the Taoist temple is a famous real Taoist. Even the current emperor has visited Yunwu Temple more than once to ask Taoist priest Linyuan and respectfully called him the Immortal Chief.  .

    Therefore, nobles from the capital often come to Yunwu Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, and there are also many people who pray for blessings.  Many wing rooms have been prepared here as guest rooms for pilgrims staying here.

    ? ?Of course, this wing is also different.

    The place where Lu Xinglin lived at this time was just an ordinary small courtyard with only three houses. Although it was clean and tidy early in the morning and there were flowers and plants growing in the courtyard, compared to Anhou Mansion, it was definitely crude.

    Even Mo Hen, the maid who followed him and took care of his daily life, was a little disgusted by this environment.  But in the opinion of Lu Xinglin, who has experienced the apocalypse, it is enough to survive.

    "Young Master, it's already midnight. There's no food in the dining hall. I feel sorry for you. I'd like to eat some pastries brought by the servants to cushion you." After simply wiping the tables and chairs in the room, Mo Hen took out a  He said while taking out the pastries from the three-layered food box and placing them.

    Song Yan next to him was busy raising the small stove next to him. It was still very cold in March. In addition, the Yunwu Temple was located on the top of the mountain, so it was a bit colder than the capital.

    ¡° Sitting on a wicker chair all the way up saves energy, but the cold wind blows all the way, and you need to drink some hot tea to warm yourself up.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of nowhere, this cold wind is of no consequence to Lu Xinglin, who has long been immune to the cold and heat.

    Fortunately, he still remembered his current identity, so he ate a few pastries with hot tea, went to the yard next door to see Han Xuyue, and then started to get ready for business.

    Of course, only Lu Xinglin knew about this matter. From the perspective of the eldest maid Mo Hen and the young servant Song Yan, he was just sitting there, playing with the flowers and plants in the flowerpot.

    In fact, in just a few minutes, Lu Xinglin has contacted all the plants in the entire Yunwu Temple and even the entire Yunshan through this ordinary pot of orchid. It can be said that any disturbance in the Yunshan is now under his control.

    And Lu Xinglin also found the target of his visit this time, the Taoist Master Linyuan who was recognized by the entire Dazheng.

    Although he didn¡¯t read the plot very carefully, he still remembered that the immortal passed away in the early stages of this year¡¯s provincial examination. Calculating the time, it should have been within the past few days.

    But Taoist Priest Linyuan is really a genius. In this small world with thin spiritual energy, he can actually cultivate spiritual power.

    Although the cultivation level is very low, only the second level of Qi training, even in some low-level cultivation, it is still at the bottom.  But in this world, it is already quite difficult.

    To be honest, if Taoist Linyuan is placed in the realm of cultivation, he will be able to transcend the calamity and ascend to heaven soon.

    But now he is dying. After all, the Qi refining period cannot increase longevity, and he is already ninety years old.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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