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Someone wants to steal True Monarch White!



Someone wants to steal True Monarch White!

0Song Shuhang left the Nameless Temple. After a while, his heartbeat had finally returned to normal.     

At this time, the stream of visitors that had come here to pray was as unending as before. During the past few days, only aunties and grannies had come here to pray. But now, there were also many young men and women.     

When Song Shuhang left, four young men and women went inside the Nameless Temple.     

A girl among them asked in a low voice, "Lin Yue, is the statue of the Nameless Celestial God as incredible as you said?"     

The girl with a chubby face replied in a soft voice, "I’m also very curious. Do you know that Yu Dashao from my class? His family is quite rich, and he used to change his girlfriend every day. However, the day before yesterday he got curious and decided to pay a visit to the Nameless Temple. After seeing the statue of the Nameless Celestial God, he changed into a completely different person. He isn’t interested in girls anymore, and he comes here every day to pray."     

A man on the side nodded and said, "I’ve also decided to take a look because I was curious about Yu Dashao’s story. It’s really mysterious. I wonder what’s the appearance of this Nameless Celestial God that stole the hearts of so many people."     

These three were still students. They had come here to burn some incense out of curiosity. It seemed that there were a lot of people that had come here only because they were curious about the Celestial God’s appearance. It was no wonder that the Nameless Temple had so many visitors burning incense.     

Besides these three students, there was also a young man that looked like he was around 27 or 28.     

He was different from those three students. After hearing that the Nameless Temple’s Celestial God could make wishes come true, he had rushed here from a very faraway place.     

After entering the temple, the young man lit up a candle and whispered, "Almighty Celestial God, give me your blessings. I hope you can help my little sister recover from her illness. Don’t let her suffer from that strange illness again. Celestial God, if you fulfill my wish and cure my sister, I’ll build a huge temple in your honor!"     

After finishing his prayers, the young man raised his head and looked at the statue of the Celestial God.     

He had just glanced at it, and yet he felt his heartbeat speed up. Even his breathing had become rough… the statue of this Celestial God was simply too perfect; one just couldn’t move their eyes away!     

Even if he were to give up all his wealth to obtain it, it would be completely worth it!     

He just couldn’t shake this idea off his mind.     

The young man was in a daze, and he didn’t even know how he had left the Nameless Temple.     

He arrived at his car, dazed.     

Only after the driver had called him a few times was he able to come to his senses.     

"Young Master Gu, should we go back?" The driver furrowed his brows as he asked. Just now, Younger Master Yi Gu almost seemed as if he had been possessed.     

"Yeah, let’s go back for now. We’ll talk later," Young Master Gu nodded.     

This matter regarding the statue of the Nameless Celestial God needed further consideration!     

***     

Song Shuhang returned to the Internet cafe and knocked on the door of the single-person box.     

The pekingese Doudou quickly opened the door and immediately returned to the computer.     

"Doudou, stop playing that game and take a look at me!" Song Shuhang shouted.     

Doudou asked without turning his head, "What’s the matter?"     

"Give me a full physical check-up!" Song Shuhang said.     

"It’s not like you’re a cute girl, why should I give you physical check-up? Did you meet a filthy ghost or something?" Doudou gave Song Shuhang a sidelong glance.     

"No. Just now, I went to that Nameless Temple. And after I looked at the statue of the Celestial God, something strange happened," Song Shuhang described how his heartbeat sped up and all the strange phenomena he witnessed after looking at the statue of the Nameless Celestial God. Afterwards, he said, "Therefore, take a careful look at my condition. I wonder if someone used a magic art on that Nameless Celestial God statue. Was I also affected by that charming technique?"     

Doudou paused for a moment. Afterwards, a golden light flickered through his dog eyes. He swept Song Shuhang from head to toe with his gaze and said, "There is nothing wrong with your body. You’re as strong as an ox. There is also no residue of any magic arts."     

After finishing his sentence, he took back his gaze and continued to play the game.     

Song Shuhang was somewhat relieved.     

So, had that statue’s craftsmanship reached such a level of perfection that you could be captivated just by looking at it?     

However, he still felt that something was not right.     

***     

Then, Song Shuhang decided to sit inside the box obediently.     

He decided to open the Nine Provinces Number One Group and have a look at what the seniors were chatting about. However, the group was deathly silent today.     

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, and True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple were still on that mysterious island and had no way to access the Internet. But why were the other seniors so silent?     

There was nothing to be done. Song Shuhang’s only way to kill time was to cultivate, eat fasting pills, rest, and cultivate again...     

When you have to wait, time seems to pass slower than usual.     

***     

Only with great difficulty was he able to endure till 8:00 PM.     

True Monarch White was finally coming out of secluded meditation!     

"It’s almost time," Song Shuhang caressed that small green flute. He was ready to meet True Monarch White.     

At this time, the small green bamboo flute started to shake. Then, a gentle voice spread from it, "Hello! Are you Fellow Daoist Song Shuhang?"     

True Monarch White sent a voice message. Thanks to the message feature of the thousand miles sound transmitter he knew that Song Shuhang was the daoist sent here to receive him.     

Song Shuhang replied, "Hello. Senior True Monarch White, have you come out your secluded meditation?"     

"Yes, my meditation has come to an end. You can come over and meet me," True Monarch White replied.     

Song Shuhang said, "Senior, which part of Lin Yao Village are you at? I tried to look for you before."     

"Where, huh? Let me check. Oh, I’m inside a small room, and it seems that something strange is going on here. Let’s see… you can just look for me through the thousand miles sound transmitter. As long as you hold this small flute and use a technique to revolve your mental energy, you’ll be able to feel that there is a special resonance between me and the magical treasure. If you follow this resonance, you’ll be able to find me," True Monarch White said.     

Song Shuhang revolved his ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ and as expected, he felt that this small flute was indeed linked to something. The object it was linked to was within the depths of Lin Yao Village.     

"There really is a reaction. Senior True Monarch White, I’m coming toward you," Song Shuhang replied. Then, he turned toward the pekingese and asked, "Doudou, do you want to come with me and meet True Monarch White?"     

"Nope, just bring True Monarch White here when you’re done. Right… before going, add a few more hours to my time. The staff sent a notice saying that those 10 hours were already up. And that was more than one hour ago... we owe them some money," Doudou replied without turning his head.     

"Fine, but you have to stay here, don’t run all over the place. Wait for me to welcome True Monarch White. Afterwards, we can go back," Song Shuhang arrived at the counter of the Internet cafe and paid up 100 RMB.     

Then, he followed the special resonance produced by the small flute and started to search for True Monarch White.     

***     

After walking for a while and getting closer to True Monarch White, he noticed that the scenery around him was somewhat familiar.     

At last… he arrived in front of the Nameless Temple.     

"It’s here?" Song Shuhang looked somewhat puzzled toward the Nameless Temple.     

At this time, there were still many people visiting the temple, and the inside was completely lit up with burning incense.     

Song Shuhang grasped that small flute and asked, "Senior True Monarch White, were you closing up inside the Nameless Temple?"     

"Nameless Temple? Now that you mention it, I think I’m really inside a Daoist temple," True Monarch White said. "Fellow Daoist Shuhang, I can sense your position. If you enter the temple you’ll see that some people are making offerings to a statue, I’m that statue!"     

I’m that statue… statue...     

Song Shuhang froze on the spot. The statue of the Nameless Celestial God inside that Daoist temple… was True Monarch White?     

This had truly exceeded his wildest dreams.     

Previously, he hadn’t even thought of associating the statue of the Nameless Celestial God with True Monarch White!     

One was a senior that had closed up for a long time, the other an idol worshipped inside a Daoist temple.     

One was a magnificent place where a senior had lived in seclusion, the other literally a nameless Daoist temple.     

And, more importantly, True Monarch White went into seclusion around 150 years ago. But according to the information he found on the web, the statue of the Nameless Celestial God had started being worshipped several hundreds of years ago. As expected, the information passed down from generation to generation was bound to include mistakes and exaggerations. This time, there was a discrepancy of more than a hundred years.     

Therefore, no matter how intelligent or silly he was, he wouldn’t have connected the two.     

***     

There was no magnificent place where a senior was closing up, those hundreds of defensive formations weren’t there either. There was only an old and worn out Daoist temple!     

Song Shuhang couldn’t help but ask, "Senior True Monarch White, weren’t you in secluded meditation? How exactly did you end up as an idol inside a Daoist temple?"     

"Haha, it’s a long story. I’ll tell you about it in detail after I get out of here," True Monarch White sighed. "Fellow Daoist Shuhang, do you have some means to keep these visitors away for a while? To come out of this statue, I need to blast off the outer layer made of stone, and the explosion might be somewhat big. If others were to notice me, it would give rise to unnecessary problems."     

If True Monarch White were to come out of that statue in front of everyone… it would become a big story and draw in otherwise avoidable trouble!     

Song Shuhang shot a glance toward the temple and saw that there were still many visitors inside.     

Aside from setting the whole place on fire, he couldn’t think of anything else to make them go away!     

"Senior True Monarch White, can we just wait? If we wait a bit, the number of visitors should decrease," Song Shuhang thought a bit and said.     

"Sure. If you’re not in a rush, we can do it that way," True Monarch White said indifferently. He had been in deep meditation for more than 150 years, would he really mind waiting for a few more hours?     

***     

Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.     

Time slowly passed by, and it was around 8:00 PM now. Not only the visitors’ number had not been reduced… it had even increased instead!     

At this pace, even if they were to wait till morning, these visitors wouldn’t stop coming!     

Some of them might even decide to spend the night here!     

So, how exactly would True Monarch White come out of that statue?     

"True Monarch White, I’ll go ask for help. After I find a way to disperse this crowd, you’ll be able to come out," Song Shuhang thought of Doudou. Maybe he had some means to disperse this crowd?     

"No problem," True Monarch White replied.     

Song Shuhang quickly ran toward the Internet cafe.     

***     

After Song Shuhad had left, four pickups drove till the Nameless Temple from far away.     

Sixty sturdy men jumped down from these pickups, gathering together.     

Next, the same 27-28 years old Young Master Yi Gu from this morning also got out of his car.     

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Young Master Yi Gu gazed toward the Nameless Temple. Afterwards, he took a deep breath and said, "Go, bring me the statue of the Nameless Celestial God! Make sure not to stare at the idol!"     

"Yes!" Those sixty sturdy men said at the same time. Then, they went toward the Nameless Temple en masse… they squeezed their way through all the visitors ahead in a rough way. Ten of them were holding tools in their hands as they arrived under the statue of the Nameless Celestial God. They were planning to dig it out and take it away.     


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