580 A Cup of Flower Tea (1/2)

Chapter 580: A Cup of Flower Tea

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Master Qishan was the first to talk.

Looking at the people in the temple, he said wearily, ”Naturally, all of you must not think that the legend is only a legend. There were many signs that pointed to the approaching Everlasting night and the year before, Mr. First from the Academy went to the Far North Cold Region; he realised that the nights there were longer, the temperature was dropping rapidly and the Hot Sea had signs of ice.”

Cheng Lixue leaned forward slightly and acknowledge the crowd before saying, ”Hierarch Lord also saw in the screen of light that the deepest regions in the stormy sea had an unusual layer of ice, too.”

Master Qishan sighed and said, ”Mr. First also mentioned in his letter that the year before and last year, the end of the freezing date in Chang'an City was brought forward two and three days respectively.”

Cheng Ziqing frowned slightly and said, ”But autumn came in Chang'an City later than last year. I always thought that it was normal for the weather to change from year to year.”

At this moment, the president of the Commandment Yard of Xuankong Temple, Master Boshu, said softly, ”There is no need for further argument on this matter, the Desolate Men have headed south and this has proven that Mr. First was right. We shouldn't waste our time on such meaningless arguments. First, we need to consider how we should deal with the Underworld Invasion.”

Since Master Boshu had entered the Lanke temple, he had kept the door shut and when in the mountains, he would sit quietly at the Buddhist chariot. It was the first time Ning Que and many others saw how he looked like.

This monk had eyebrows resembling rulers, there was a pure glow in his eyes and a slight frost on his brows. There were many wrinkles on his forehead yet, one couldn't guess his real age.

He came from the Unknown Place and was the president of the Commandment Yard of Xuankong Temple. He was undeniably the highest ranked in this place and hence, a word from him made Cheng Ziqing quiet, signaling his approval.

After the Xuankong Temple confirmed that the Underworld Invasion wasn't just a legend, the temple got even quieter. Legends becoming reality was a hard pill to swallow. Both Cheng Ziqing and Quni Madi were deep in thoughts. Could it be that countless generations of cultivators before them had never met the end of the world but it was upon them now?

Master Boshu looked at everyone and sternly said, ”The Underworld Invasion will definitely be a long process and our generation might not be able to see it. But as they say, future generations reap the benefits of this generation. For humanity to survive, we need to start preparing now.”

Everyone knew they had to prepare, but for what?

The temple became quiet again.

Monk Guan Hai walked out of the temple and brought some hot water. He started serving the guests some clear tea.

In the past, Master Qishan doted on his disciple and was not willing to share with him too many gloomy stories. Hence, this was the first time he had attended such an event and in reality, if it wasn't for the fact that common monks weren't allowed to hear this discussion, he wouldn't be able to do this job either.

As such, he was a little excited and nervous. Carrying the teacup in his shaking hands, he didn't notice how much tea leaves he had placed inside the cup and what tea leaves they were.

Ning Que wasn't interested in such discussions. From how he saw it, if there really was an invasion from the Underworld, the people in the temple wouldn't be able to come up with a real solution. Where will they be placing the abbey dean of the Zhishou Abbey, the Chief Preaching Monk in the Xuankong Temple, or even the Headmaster?

However, those at the back of the mountain of Academy were a bunch of lazy people who couldn't care less about worldly affairs. He had been forcibly assigned as the person to enter the human realm and in such a situation, he had no choice but to represent the Academy.

However, he hadn't expected the discussion to involve him this quickly.

”The Underworld Invasion requires Yama to reflect his world onto ours. It requires the body of the Son of Yama as a channel. But 16 years ago, a vision fell from the sky and landed in the Wilderness; many World Wayfarers from the different sects gathered there. Regardless it was the Xuankong Temple or the Zhishou Abbey, they all felt the Son of Yama descending upon our world.”

Master Boshu said slowly as he glanced at Ning Que.

Ning Que understood what that glance meant, he shuddered but his expression remained unchanged.

Quni Madi stared at him venomously and said in a hoarse voice, ”Then what we should do now is to find the Son of Yama and... kill him.”

Master Qishan took the cup of tea from Monk Guan Hai; he blew at it gently, not saying a word.

The people in the temple all knew who Quni Madi was hinting at. After all, after the battle between Ning Que and Xia Hou, the judgment from the Great Divine Priest of Light back then had spread and the Buddhism Sect seemed to hold the same view.

However, without any evidence, who would dare say that the core disciple of the Headmaster was the Son of Yama? Within this year, no one had dared to mention this in front of Ning Que. Even the rumors started dying down. After all, no one had seen Yama but all the cultivators knew that they shouldn't provoke the Academy.

Hence, when Quni Madi said those words, no one in the hall followed up. No one was ignorant enough to ask who the Son of Yama was. Everyone was silent.

Quni Madi seemed to not have expected this, as her brows furrowed increasingly and the expression in her eyes got more venomous. She stared at Ning Que and said, ”Mr. Thirteen, do you not have anything to say?”

Ning Que replied, ”I want to ask if you can stop beating around the bush.”

Quni Madi was furious at those words as her chest started heaving and she said sternly, ”I am talking about you!”

”You are the Son of Yama!”

Ning Que had long expected someone to give him trouble but he wasn't sure if it would be Quni Madi or Master Boshu. He could finally confirm that the old nun was indeed the most annoying creature.

However, this was the first time the rumor was laid on the table and everyone in the hall reflected complicated emotions in their faces. Mo Shanshan quietly looked at Ning Que, a little worried.