There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 300 Old Treasure
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Facing the sword lights and talismans coming from all directions, Chen Qing moved like lightning, striking with his fingers, palms, or flicking his fingers, each strike precisely hitting the nodes where the elite forces of the Sky Patrol Division were flowing with energy!
The spiritual light dissipated, and the sword shadows shattered!
In the blink of an eye, several elite Sky Patrol officers who had rushed forward were turned into rolling gourds and fell to the ground, all of them weak and powerless to fight again!

Beside them, Mang Shou Tuo, Zheng Qing Tian, ​​and the others, who had intended to come up and help, hadn't even had a chance to make a move! They immediately looked at each other in bewilderment!

Chen Qing stopped and stood still, his clothes fluttering. He looked at Yan Feng, whose face was ashen, and said, "You all rushed here yourselves, so you can't blame anyone else."

"You!" Yan Feng was so angry that he trembled all over.

In the distance, amidst the crowd, a woman dressed as an ordinary housewife frowned slightly. She was a spy planted by the Sky Patrol Division. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but shake her head: "Yan Feng was too impulsive! Knowing that this person was powerful, he still wanted to use the temple's power to forcibly take him away, testing the waters. Now he's shot himself in the foot. How will he clean up this mess?"

But she also had doubts: "Why didn't Kuchan Temple take action? Putting aside the previous agreement, just the fact that the person made a move in the temple and injured the people of the Sky Patrol Division, both morally and logically, the temple should step in to deal with it. Today, all parties have gathered. If we let it go and it gets out, what will become of the reputation of Kuchan Temple and even Lotus Realm?"

As she was pondering, a bell suddenly rang out from the temple's backyard!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The melodious sound of the bell carried a power to cleanse the soul, followed by several monks slowly emerging from the backyard.

The leader was none other than the old monk Jingyan.

Behind him followed Huiming and several others, all with calm and dignified expressions.

"Finally out!" The female spy perked up, thinking that the Kuchan Temple was going to step in to maintain order and suppress the lawless Chen Qing.

Not only her, but Yan Feng and most of the people present, including Zheng Qingtian, Mang Shoutuo and others, believed that the old monk Jingyan had come to quell the incident, or even to assist the Sky Patrol Division in arresting people. For a moment, they all had their own actions and thoughts.

However, the old monk Jingyan led the monks, ignoring the mess on the ground and the injured and fallen members of the Sky Patrol Bureau, and walked straight to Chen Qing.

Under the gaze of countless astonished and puzzled eyes, the old monk clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to Chen Qing, and said respectfully, "Amitabha, benefactor, you have finally graced our humble temple with your presence. This humble monk, along with all the monks of the temple, respectfully welcomes your dignified presence!"

The monks behind him, including Huiming, also bowed respectfully, displaying a humble attitude.

"this?!"

Instantly, the entire square fell silent!

Everyone stared in disbelief, frozen in place!
Instead of holding Chen Qing accountable for his assault, Kuchan Temple welcomed him with utmost respect!

Yan Feng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he pointed at the old monk Jingyan, his finger trembling. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out, "Jingyan! What...what do you mean by this?!"

The old monk slowly straightened up and said calmly, "Commander Yan, this is a pure Buddhist place, and it is not appropriate to resort to violence. You are a distinguished guest of our Buddhist sect. Your offense against you has resulted in this punishment, which is also the cycle of cause and effect. If the Heavenly Patrol Bureau wishes to punish you, I will personally go to the government office to explain after the matter of the rare treasure is settled."

Having said that, he ignored Yan Feng, whose face was ashen, and once again gestured to Chen Qing to "please": "Benefactor, please move to the inner hall's quiet room. The extraordinary treasure is about to appear, and this humble monk has some key points that I need to explain to you in advance."

Chen Qing's eyes flickered slightly. He looked at Jingyan, who was full of respect, and then glanced at Yan Feng, who was furious. Thinking about his latest plan, he nodded and said, "Then I will trouble you to lead the way, Master."

Then, surrounded by the old monk Jingyan and others, he walked leisurely toward the inner hall of the temple.

"Little Lord!"

"Uncle Master!"

When Mang Shoutuo, Zheng Qingtian, Ling Jue, Yun Shuyue and others saw Chen Qing follow the monks inside, they immediately followed.

Chen Qing continued walking, nodding and saying, "If you want to come with me, then come with me. If you have any concerns, you can stay here."

Seeing this, the old monk Jingyan's smile remained unchanged. He stepped aside to make way and said with narrowed eyes, "Since you are accompanying us, there is nothing wrong with it. Please, all of you."

Mang Shoutuo and the others all expressed their willingness to accompany them, so the group crossed the square and headed deeper into the temple.

Along the way, the old monk Jingyan explained the situation with a smile: "Today, fellow Daoists from all directions have gathered here because of this rare treasure that our temple is about to unseal. As is customary, this treasure will be officially opened at noon. Before that, please rest in the back room to conserve your energy and avoid any further complications."

He paused, looked at Chen Qing, and said further, "As for the matter of the Sky Patrol Division, you need not worry about it. There must be some misunderstanding. Our temple will step in to explain to them and will not cause you any trouble."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing asked in surprise, "These people don't even know what your extraordinary treasure is, yet they flock to it like moths to a flame?"

The old monk Jingyan smiled slightly and put his hands together: "Amitabha, this is the Dharma of destiny. In the past, Buddhist sects in the Western Wilderness and even other places in the Eastern Spiritual Realm have also held Buddhist Treasure Dharma Assemblies. Those with affinity either suddenly comprehended the profound Dharma or received the initiation of the Dharma, making great progress in their cultivation. There have even been cultivators who were stuck at the bottleneck for many years who broke through in one fell swoop, and from then on, their path was smooth and they became powerful in their respective regions. Therefore, whenever Buddhist treasures appear in the world, there is no shortage of people with aspirations who come to try their luck. After all, the world is difficult, spiritual energy is gradually declining, and many have failed in their past paths. They naturally want to find a new path."

Chen Qing nodded, then asked seemingly casually, "I wonder what the origin of your temple's extraordinary treasure is, and what mysteries it holds?"

The old monk Jingyan lowered his eyelids slightly, but kept his mouth shut: "This treasure was bestowed by the Lotus Sect. Before it was opened, I did not know its specific nature. Only those with the right destiny will know."

Seeing that the old monk remained tight-lipped, Chen Qing stopped pressing the matter and followed the monk to a secluded courtyard where they settled down for the time being. After the monk left, Chen Qing glanced at Mang Shou Tuo, Zheng Qingtian, and the others, and asked, "Have things been peaceful in the mountains and the city these past few days? Have you encountered any more trouble?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances, thinking to themselves, "We should be the ones asking you this: how come you've only been gone three days and already been targeted by the Sky Patrol Bureau?"
the other side.

Seeing Chen Qing being welcomed into the inner courtyard by the monks of Kuchan Temple like stars surrounding the moon, Yan Feng felt his face burning, as if he had been slapped several times in public!

The gazes, both overt and covert, around him made him feel like he was being pricked by needles!

Unfortunately, this temple was powerful and had a deep foundation, and the people he brought were no match for it. They could only endure it for the time being!
"let's go!"

He suppressed his anger, forced out three words through gritted teeth, and led his disheveled subordinates away from the square in a humiliating and dejected manner.

As soon as they left the temple, the spy dressed as a woman quietly appeared.

Upon seeing this, Yan Feng immediately roared, "Send a message to your superiors immediately! Kuchan Temple harbors treacherous intentions and has colluded with the rebels of the Rebellion Alliance! This temple is the rebels' stronghold! Request that a large army be dispatched to raze this temple to the ground and capture the demonic monk and Chen Qiu!"

Upon hearing this, the woman looked at him as if he were a madman, and said coldly, "Commander Yan, have you lost your mind? What is the status of Buddhism now? This Kuchan Temple is backed by the Lotus Dharma Realm, which is highly regarded by many nobles in Beidu and extremely popular in Yujing! How many noble families in the North are its followers? How many common people have benefited from its incense offerings? If you dare to send troops to attack the temple today, believe me, tomorrow the thirteen prefectures of the North will be engulfed in flames of war! Can you bear this responsibility?!"

"You!" Yan Feng gasped, his face flushing red. "Are we just going to let these bald monks run rampant? Is this Northern Land my Immortal Dynasty's Northern Land, or their Western Wilderness Shamen's Northern Land?!"

The woman scoffed and shook her head. "Commander Yan, how many spirit marrows do you receive as your monthly salary? How dare you presume to discuss grand court policies and worry about territorial ownership? The power of Buddhism is a matter of national policy; how can you or I criticize it? The most urgent matter is to immediately report today's events truthfully! Either we've mistaken him for someone else, and Chen Qiu isn't a member of the Rebellious Alliance; or his background is deeper than we think, and he's connected to Buddhism! Either way, it's beyond our control to decide!"

Yan Feng's forehead veins bulged, his fists clenched, and after a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Fine! Send the message! But I, Yan Feng, will make this clear: I will not rest until this fiend is captured!"

He ultimately suppressed the urge to immediately mobilize troops, took out a communication talisman, and meticulously recorded what he had seen and heard, especially the attitude of the Kuchan Temple, before sending it out.

In the secluded courtyard, Chen Qing asked Mang Shou Tuo, Zheng Qingtian, and the others, and learned that things had been calm for the past three days, which was not surprising.

Zheng Qingtian, Mang Shoutuo, and the others all seemed hesitant to speak, clearly curious about how he would deal with Zhang San and the other two, and how he would provoke the Heavenly Patrol Division.

Chen Qing was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. He changed his words, saying, "Just now, when I fought with those people from the Sky Patrol Bureau, the energy was drawn together, and I gained some insights. I need to close my eyes and meditate for a while. I may ask you all to leave for a moment."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked puzzled. Although they were filled with doubt, they did not want to disturb his cultivation. They exchanged glances and then left the meditation room to rest in other rooms in the courtyard.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, a shadowy figure in a corner of the room suddenly writhed as if alive, and then a figure dressed in a wide robe and hooded body emerged from it.

The man lifted his hood, revealing his face; it was Zhang San!

"You're quite bold," Chen Qing narrowed his eyes. "This Kuchan Temple is a den of iniquities, and the people from the Sky Patrol Bureau probably haven't gone far. How dare you sneak in like this?"

Zhang San bowed deeply and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me! It is not that I am reckless, but the intelligence is urgent and I have been delayed due to some reason. I was afraid of jeopardizing Your Majesty's important matter, so I risked coming here. However, I am confident that I have some skill in hiding and will not be easily discovered."

As he spoke, he took out a warm jade slip from his bosom and presented it with both hands: "This is a collection of information we have gathered over the past few days through various channels, concerning the various sects of Buddhism, especially the Kuchan Temple and the Lotus Dharma Realm behind it. It also contains some clues about the origins of the temple's rare treasures. Please take a look, Your Majesty."

Chen Qing took the jade slip and probed it with his divine sense. He immediately knew that it contained a wealth of information, so he did not immediately immerse himself in it. Instead, he looked up at Zhang San and casually asked, "Have you found out the origin of that rare treasure?"

"Yes!" Zhang San's spirits lifted, and he quickly replied, "According to multiple investigations, this item is related to a treasure pavilion in Yujing before its destruction..."

"Yujing was destroyed?" Chen Qing asked, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The capital of the Immortal Dynasty, a place that suppresses destiny and is impervious to all laws, was once destroyed.

“It has been destroyed, and more than once.” Zhang San’s tone was solemn. “The most recent one was a thousand years ago, related to a great upheaval that affected the court and the country. The specific reasons are vaguely recorded and kept secret. As for the past, there were two other calamities. One was the calamity of the Heavenly Empress when the Taiyuan Immortal Emperor ascended the throne, and the other was the calamity of illusion and reality caused by the loosening of a seal during your reign!”

"..."

As Chen Qing listened, he sensed something was amiss, so he refrained from commenting and instead changed the subject, bringing the topic back to the rare treasure.

Zhang San, without any suspicion, said, "According to fragmented records and ancient oral traditions, the treasure in this temple was once a treasure of the Immortal Dynasty, but for some reason it fell into the hands of the Buddhist sect. I heard that it is related to the Hidden Star Sect that you are currently in."

"It has something to do with the Hidden Star Sect?" Chen Qing's heart skipped a beat. "Then what exactly is it?"

Zhang San said, "It is said to be a bronze wine vessel that has been consecrated and enlightened by the Taiyuan Immortal Emperor."

"Huh?" Chen Qing was taken aback upon hearing this.

(End of this chapter)