Chapter 398 (2/2)

No matter how anxious those ladies are, they don't dare to rush into Wendao college, let alone block the road at the entrance of the college. They just wait for some students to come out of the college. Then they will design a chance meeting and develop step by step

When the sun rises for an hour and a half, the gate of Wendao college finally opens.

The whole street suddenly fell silent.

The ladies of aristocratic families are staring at the door, hoping for a good husband. The vendors are also staring at the door, hoping to see a good play.

Chen xinglie stepped out slowly.

The eyes of the ladies of aristocratic families were suddenly darkened.

Of course, Chen Sheng is not only a good husband, but also the best husband in the world. Unfortunately, the ladies of the aristocratic family have self-knowledge, understand the truth of the right family, and understand that none of the people present is worthy of the supreme Saint Chen Sheng.

The human feelings that were originally close to the road spread quickly to the left and right sides, leaving a wide road.

Chen xinglie strode far away. When he was about to walk out of the street, he stopped in front of an old man selling baked tofu. He asked kindly, ”excuse me, this old man, why there were not many people in the street when I entered Wendao college, but I just entered for a moment. Now, when I went out, the door was almost blocked?”

The old man replied, ”Chen Sheng has no idea. In fact, the people in this street have already arrived before dawn. They dare not appear because they hear that Chen Sheng is coming. They are afraid that they will block Chen Sheng's way and delay Chen Sheng's important affairs. So they hid them. When Chen Sheng went in, everyone felt that they would not delay Chen Sheng's affairs. So they came out 。”

I see.

Chen xinglie nodded, but he felt that the old man answered the question like a stream. He was not only a little strange, but also asked, ”why is the old man not afraid of this seat?”

The old man said with a smile: ”long before Chen Sheng created the road of Wen Dao cultivation and became the most holy one of Wen Dao, I was still very afraid of Chen Sheng. After all, Chen Sheng was in Qingyun City, killing all directions. After arriving in the capital city, he not only killed the nephew of the Minister of industry, but also broke the legs of many extraordinary princes, even the prince. However, now that Chen Sheng has created the road of literary and Taoist cultivation and passed down a hundred volumes of scriptures, the world will all know that Chen Sheng must be a man of profound righteousness and will never indiscriminately kill innocent people. Those who are taught by Chen Sheng deserve their crimes. After all, Chen Sheng is the most holy man of literature and Taoism, and he is the sage of the day. How can a saint kill innocent people indiscriminately and violently? ”This is

It seems reasonable.

Chen xinglie took out the silver money and bought a few sugar and oil Baba, wrapped them in oil paper for the elderly, and carried them to the imperial city.

It's a good thing to be afraid of others. I'm afraid that I dare not provoke me.

It seems that it is not a bad thing to be respected, at least in my heart.

Chen xinglie walked slowly in the capital with such a pleasant mood and came outside the imperial city.

The imperial city is equivalent to the city in the capital. The imperial palace is located in the middle of the imperial city. Of course, in addition to the most central palace, there are various yamen outside the palace, and the Youming temple in the north of the imperial city.

The guard of the city recognized Chen xinglie and did not dare to be slighted. Looking at Chen xinglie's arrival from a distance, he opened the gate of the city, and the generals of the garrison led many soldiers to form a neat line to welcome Chen xinglie into the city.

”Where is the Youming temple?”

Chen xinglie nodded in response to the crowd and asked.

The general raised his hand and pointed to a direction.

Chen xinglie nodded and strode away in the direction of Youming temple. After a short walk, he came to the foot of a mountain. Looking up, he saw a temple on the top of the mountain with red bricks and green tiles. It looked very grand.

It's time to know something about Youming temple.

Chen xinglie has not forgotten that when he first came to the capital city of Dali, there was a demon monk, who called himself Bodhi, sneaked into Chen and committed crimes. He was very urgent and hateful