Since Yan Rumeng came back, the group set off again, looking at the stairs that gradually entered the clouds, Yan Rumeng wailed, thinking that next time, he would stay in the house and not come out.

Panting, between the countless sighs of smoke like a dream, he finally saw the Lingyun Temple.

Stepping up the stairs at the back, half-bent over, gulping in the slightly thin air.

Sure enough, the high place is different, and it is even more spectacular than what I just saw in the pavilion.

The most surprising thing is that when you look down from the east, you can still see the street faintly, but because the fog is a bit heavy, you can't really see it.

The temple stands on the west side of the mountaintop, and I don't know what the intention of the people who built the temple in the first place, but a corner of the temple is actually suspended in the air, and when viewed from the side, it looks like it is suspended in the air.

Coupled with the surrounding mist, it resembles the sky depicted in the book, adding a lot of sacredness to this Lingyun Temple.

Walking in and taking a closer look, I couldn't help but marvel, looking at the temple in front of me in disbelief, it was really ingenious.

Each piece of wood is made of fine pear wood, and it is finely carved and looks very exquisite.

It seems that the builder was very thoughtful.

The air on the top of the mountain is humid all year round, and pear wood is used as a material, which not only saves time, but also prevents moisture and corrosion.

I think that this ordinary tree will corrode after a few decades, but this pear wood is different, the wood is hard, and it can keep it from weathering and corroding for hundreds of years. And as long as it is cut down, it can be used directly, and there is no need to process it.

Sure enough, it is a famous temple in Quyue, but I didn't expect it to be so atmospheric, grand and meticulous.

Not to mention the difficulty of climbing the mountain, how much manpower and material resources are required to build the temple materials alone.

"This Lingyun Temple really lives up to its name!" Gongsun Jin, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke, his eyes flashing with incomparable heat.

It's like seeing something you love, the kind of eyes that shine but are greedy to take it for yourself.

"That's nature, this is the temple that His Majesty personally instructed today, and nature is different from the temples built in ordinary times." Yan Ruhua touched the beam, raised his head at Gongsun Jin, and was very proud.

"This Lingyun Temple is the place where His Majesty worships the heavens, and only in winter are others allowed to come up, as soon as the winter is over, there are soldiers under the mountain, and no one can enter." Although Yan Rucheng had just arrived in the capital, he had already heard of Lingyun Temple when he was in Jiangnan.

I was going to take a look when I was free, while this Lingyun Mountain was still unsealed. It just so happened that Yan Rumeng was shouting to go out to play, and he thought of this.

"Why do you want to close the mountain?" Smoke is like a dream, I don't understand, why is it still open in seasons, isn't it better to open all year round? It can not only let people enjoy the scenery in winter, but also let people enjoy the vigorous mountains and rivers in spring.

"Because in the spring, His Majesty will come to the mountain to worship the sky, and the safety of His Majesty will be guaranteed, so it is natural to restrict idle people from going up the mountain." Yan Ruhua originally wanted to say it, but it was preempted by Gongsun Jin.

Yan Rumeng's eyes were surprised, he was not from the Quyue Dynasty, how could he understand this so clearly?

People from other dynasties are all things, but she, the real person of the Quyue Dynasty, doesn't know the way, should she say that she has a narrow vision and narrow knowledge?

Suddenly, there was a sigh in my heart.

After hearing this, Yan Rucheng's face sank, and he looked at Gongsun Jin with defensiveness and vigilance in his eyes.

Just as he was about to walk in, a person walked out of the temple, Yan Rumeng looked at it fixedly, his face was full of surprise, "Master of Empty Sorrow? ”

Master Kongbei stepped forward, folded his hands and nodded towards Yan Rumeng, "Hello female benefactor!" ”

The impact in my heart is not small, shouldn't Master Empty Compassion be in the Garan Temple? Why did you come to this Lingyun Temple again?

Although I have heard the name of Master Empty Sorrow, I have never seen it.

After all, the gods and Buddhas are basically only believed in by women, and they will go to the temple to pray and offer incense.

When I heard Yan Rumeng ask, I was naturally surprised in my heart.

Yan Rumeng blessed his body, and asked with a smile: "Master, aren't you in Jialan Temple?" Why did you come to this Lingyun Temple again? When did you arrive? ”

"I've been here for two months, and the reason why I'm here is also because I'm invited by the palace to prepare for next year's sacrifice to the heavens."

looked at Yan Rumeng's red cheeks, "Donor, let's go in first, it's cold and windy outside, and Mrs. Yan is afraid that she will have to worry about it again." ”

His eyes swept over Gongsun Jin, flashed, and there was a momentary pause, but then disappeared.

Seeing this master of empty sorrow, Yan Rumeng naturally had a lot of questions to ask in his heart, but there were others who were not easy to ask, so he had to nod, "I'm tired of the master." ”

Walking into Lingyun Temple one after another, I felt a burst of heat hit my cheeks, and my whole body was hot.

Sighing comfortably, he sat down in the hall next to the temple, tilted his head, and looked around at the layout of the temple.

Compared with the Jialan Temple, it is more magnificent and exquisite, but it also lacks the natural, quiet and simple beauty of the Jialan Temple.

How can a temple that is worthy of the king's status be as simple as the Garan Temple? It must be repaired from time to time.

After a while, I saw the master holding a pot of tea in his hand, and several monks following him were also holding a pot of tea in their hands.

Master Kongbei put the pot of tea in front of Yan Rumeng, and the monks put the tea in their hands in front of the others.

"Warm up with a sip of tea first, I think they are all friends of the female donor, and I ask you to bear with me if I have a lot of slackness." After speaking, he bowed slightly.

"It should be me who troubles the master, I originally just wanted to come here to take a look, but I didn't expect to meet the master, it's really fate." The body is getting hotter, the frozen red on the face is gone, and the whole face has become pink and pink, like a pink apple, and there is an urge to bite it.

Realizing that Master Kongbei didn't know these people, he stood up and introduced them one by one: "Master, let me introduce you, this is my second brother Yan Rucheng, this is my third brother, Yan Rucheng, this is my third brother Yan Rucheng." ”

When referring to Gongsun Jin, Yan Rumeng didn't know whether to introduce it or not, and his face was embarrassed.

Gongsun Jin looked at it, very conscious, stood up, and nodded, "Hello master, under Gongsun Jin, this is my servant, Tuoda." ”

"Hello donor!" He also returned a salute to Gongsun Jin, with a faint smile on his face.

When it was over, he turned his head to look at Yan Rucheng and Yan Ruhua, "I have long heard Mrs. Yan say that the two sons are better than meeting, and it is really as Mrs. Yan described, with a handsome expression, a handsome appearance, and a dignified appearance." ”

Yan Ruhua listened to such hypocritical words, and raised her sword eyebrows, if she was really a master, she spoke in a measured manner without any flaws.

I don't know what kind of vision my mother will believe in this bald donkey?

Leaning back in his chair lazily, he didn't speak, just pretended not to hear, and drank tea by himself.