Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 130 The Secret Treasure is about to be Unveiled
In this way, Ye Nianyi lived next to Lu Ziwei. As the only two women here, their residence was a little remote.

Yun Yi lived in the same room with Bo Yue, and Lian Xin lived next door.

At first, he thought that Bo Yue was intentionally protecting him. After all, he was unfamiliar with Fu Sheng Temple, and Bo Yue seemed to be quite wary of Lu Ziwei just now.

But Yun Yi soon discovered that his idea was completely wrong.

This senior disciple of the Sword Pavilion is totally obsessed with swords!
"Yun Yi, I've heard that you also use a heavy sword. Take it out quickly so I can feast my eyes on it!"

"It's not that I can't...but your expression is really a bit scary, Boyue."

"Really? I, I'm itching to do this!"

Yun Yi thought to himself, your impatient look is exactly the same as a man going to a brothel for the first time.

He took out the Fangyuan Sword from the Xumi Ring and placed it on the table. When Bo Yue saw it, his eyes lit up.

"Hey bro, can I touch it?"

Fang Yuanjian hid behind Yun Yi on his own, obviously unwilling.

Seeing this, Bo Yue offered his sword and introduced it, "This huge sword of mine is four feet long and five inches wide. Feel it!"

Yun Yi refused repeatedly: "No need, no need."

"Don't be shy, just touch it!"

"It's really no need..."

When Lian Xin from next door heard the noise, she looked sarcastic, and there seemed to be a hint of loneliness on her face.

"Two idiots."

He felt it was noisy, so he set up a soundproof barrier and went to meditate.

Bo Yue must have noticed something, and suddenly winked at Yun Yi, then set up a similar barrier.

He said, "Now I don't have to worry about the walls having ears."

Yun Yi couldn't help but admire him and said, "Boyue, you are really... meticulous."

"After all, they are all experienced people who have practiced Taoism for many years. It never hurts to be more cautious."

Bo Yue leaned closer to Yun Yi and said in a low voice, "The situation of Fuyao Sect is not good right now. Sect Leader Daocheng is struggling to handle the situation alone, so he has been unable to spare time to investigate the matter of Futian Pavilion."

Ever since Piaomiaozi's death, the library of Fuyao Sect lost its chief elder. For a time, the people in the library were in a panic, and the disciples didn't know what to do.

Everyone hoped that Master Lingyun could come out again, but the old master, who was in the Ascension Realm, only appeared briefly that day and then disappeared without a trace.

As a result, the Fuyao Sect had no choice but to close its mountain gate and shrink its territory.

Bo Yue had actually planned to remain in seclusion for another two years to consolidate his cultivation in the Return to Void Realm, but something big happened in the sect and he was forcibly awakened by his own master.

Therefore, he came to Fusheng Temple to watch the ceremony this time, on the one hand to express his attitude. Although Fuyao Sect had encountered changes, it was still one of the five major sects of the righteous path.

Secondly, it was also to investigate the matter of Futian Pavilion. Where did the mysterious Ascension Realm that could transform into the Vajra Dharma Image come from? Is the purpose of him, Master Wandu, and Piaomiaozi just as simple as destroying the Pillar of Heaven?
Bo Yue took the initiative to explain his purpose and said frankly, "I never thought I would meet you here. I thought you must know a lot of news since you have been traveling abroad recently."

Yun Yi didn't hide anything and took the initiative to say, "The Futian Pavilion is not only taking action against the cultivation sects, but is also secretly plotting to overthrow the two great dynasties that control the secular world."

"What?! Their appetite is too big." "The current situation is far more pessimistic than imagined. In my opinion, half of the Great Xia Dynasty should have fallen into their hands. Only the young emperor is still struggling to hold on, but I am not optimistic."

Although Bo Yue was obsessed with swordsmanship, he was not ignorant of the ways of the world. He immediately speculated, "If Futian Pavilion unifies the secular forces and severely damages the sects on the mountain, I'm afraid they will eventually create a behemoth."

"Indeed, this is what I'm most worried about. However, the enemy is in the dark and I'm in the dark, and I have very little information, so I can only take it one step at a time."

"That makes sense. After all, the world of cultivation is based on strength."

……

After Bujie left the room, he suddenly received a message from the abbot, asking him to go to the mountain gate again to pick up a distinguished guest.

The young monk was confused for a moment, but he didn't dare to disobey his master, so he hurried to meet the "distinguished guest" his master mentioned.

This man was dressed in luxurious clothes and called himself Su Xin, who was from the Great Xia Dynasty.

Although Bujie didn't know Su Xin, when he saw that he had an invitation to the ceremony in his hand, he immediately guessed that this person should be a member of the royal family of Daxia.

So he once again played the role of guide and brought Su Xin to the main hall.

Zhao Wuxiang couldn't help but smile in his heart. He could naturally see that the young monk Bujie was a rare "seed of no leakage" and thought that this child would most likely be the next abbot of Fusheng Temple.

It’s a pity that the great disaster of Fusheng Temple is approaching, and I’m afraid that the day will not come when the little monk will shoulder the responsibility.

As he walked, he looked around Fusheng Temple and couldn't help but sigh that this seemingly ordinary place had been a Zen holy land for ten thousand years and had trained countless monks during this period.

Unfortunately, it has been deteriorating. Although it is not obvious when viewed up close, if you look at it from a distance, you can find that people's hearts have been dispersed. The three major academies are only in name only and now only a facade is left. They have to rely on the once-in-a-century secret treasure of the floating life to gain reputation.

Bujie felt that the aura of "Su Xin" was not pure, and felt a little disgusted, thinking that this person seemed to have malicious intentions.

It is not as clear and pure as that of Donor Yun and Donor Ye, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

Of course, candied haws are also an important prop to increase favorability.

After entering the main hall, Abbot Huiming had a brief chat with Su Xin, explaining that the Fu Sheng Secret Treasures did not invite too many people this time, and that Mr. Su could rest in the temple for one night and enter the secret treasures to browse the books early tomorrow morning.

Unexpectedly, Su Xin politely declined. He said that he was frail and used to a luxurious life, so it was inconvenient for him to stay in the temple for a long time.

In this case, Abbot Huiming did not force him to stay and let him leave directly.

After sending Su Xin off, the young monk Bujie counted on his fingers and said, "All the invitations I sent out to the ceremony have been replied to. All the donors who said they would come, except Feng Mo, have already arrived."

Abbot Huiming sighed, "The great war a hundred years ago severely damaged our vitality. Since then, many people in the righteous path no longer trust our Fusheng Temple. It's really sad."

"I think Senior Brother Bo Yue from Fuyao Sect is quite good. Although his own sect had an incident, they still sent him to observe the ceremony."

"Yes, Bujie, you must remember all these people. Managing Fusheng Temple in the future requires more than just cultivation."

"Abbot, why have you been acting strangely lately? You always say things that are hard to understand."

Abbot Huiming smiled and touched Bujie's head. The young monk endured the discomfort and did not get angry for the sake of his elder.

"I am old, Huifan is old, and this Fusheng Temple is old too. It needs some fresh blood, and perhaps we will have to go through a lot of pain before we can usher in a new era for Buddhism."

He squatted down and gently adjusted Bujie's collar. "And you must live until that day comes."

　I wish you all a happy New Year's Eve in advance. I hope the new year will be safe and smooth.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)