Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 443 Don't Let Her Release Gravity
The reason why the monks enjoyed such a high reputation in the country was closely related to the Lu Kingdom's daily propaganda. For example, the live broadcasts of the battlefield, the awarding of honors in Pingjing, and the overwhelming news reports led to the fact that even the people who were not interested in current affairs had basically heard of the "Lu Kingdom monks" and "the sea-stabilizing generals."

For monks, such treatment is definitely more beneficial than harmful. Who doesn't like to be shown off in front of others and return home in glory?

But sometimes I have to admit that having too many fans is a nuisance. Public places that I used to be able to go to openly have gradually become inconvenient as the number of fans has rapidly increased.

Fans have a strong regional nature, because most people can't actually tell who is strong and who is weak, so of course they tend to support their fellow countrymen.

Yan Yu's strength is unparalleled, making him incredibly popular across the country. Besides him, Su Yunjin is the most famous figure in Gusu Prefecture. Even Liu Longtao's reputation as the "Beijing Master" doesn't cut it here—local uncles and aunties love to promote Miss Yunjin on their social media, rather than mentioning you, a cultivator from Pingjing. Even the Dingbei Army couldn't stop you.

Faced with the pursuit of local fans, Yan Yu could only flee with Su Yunjin, flying away on his sword in a random direction.

Not long into the flight, the land below began to fade away, transforming into shimmering water.

The sea again? No, it should be Taihu Lake. Strange, why did I say again?

Yan Yu suddenly recalled that the dinner at Ningning's house yesterday was a similar routine. Halfway through the meal, he couldn't stand the pressure from relatives and ran away. The two of them came to a small island overseas. Probably because they found that there were not many people around, Sister Ning began to open her heart and put all kinds of pressure on herself.

Remember the past and learn from it. After yesterday's experience, if Yan Yu still let Yun Jin release the gravity spell this time, it would really be a laughing stock.

Seeing that there was another island in the lake below, he landed with Su Yunjin - only to find that the girl had been curled up in his arms.

Her eyes were tightly shut, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her smooth, black hair was faintly scented with the fragrance of jasmine. Although this shampoo was certainly not as high-end as Lingyun's, perhaps due to the infusion of female hormones, the rich fragrance lingered in her nose, and it was extremely pleasant.

Flying with a sword is a combination of body and sword. The sword rider has a sense of energy with the flying sword, so he is naturally fearless. But to the person wrapped in the sword light, it seems as if he is being dragged into the sky by some invisible force, so it is understandable that he would be afraid.

Yan Yu patted her shoulder gently and said:
"We came down, there's no one here."

Su Yunjin slowly let go of him, and with a little shyness and confusion, she looked around with forced calmness.

It should be on a mountain, surrounded by trees and no one else.

"Let's find a place to sit down." Su Yunjin suggested.

"But I want to climb the mountain." Yan Yu immediately used the method of seeing through things and rejected it.

This girl's mind must be full of the fact that I rescued her from the siege just now. If I stay here for a moment, she will definitely start to take the initiative and put pressure on me, just like Ningning did yesterday.

Let her calm down first!
"Okay, let's go." Su Yunjin nodded, "After all, we didn't have much fun in the Lingering Garden just now."

The two of them walked up the mountain steps. Yan Yu stopped and started, admiring the scenery from time to time, while Su Yunjin always followed him, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, without saying a word, but with a calm expression.

This made Yan Yu feel that his strategy had failed. He had actually thought of eighteen strategies to deal with the gravity spell, but he didn't expect Secretary Su to actually accompany me to climb the mountain without saying a word... Did I think too badly of her?

When I thought about it this way, I felt an indescribable heavy pressure, which did not come from Yunjin's words and actions, but from my conscience and morality torturing me.

Perhaps I shouldn't be so wary of her...

"There seems to be a temple up ahead." Yan Yu asked, "Want to go take a look?"

"Okay." Su Yunjin smiled brightly.

The two came to the front of the mountain gate hall and saw four golden characters on the plaque on the hall.

"Temple, Zen and mountain scenery." Yan Yu read as he looked at the plaque.

Su Yunjin covered her mouth and laughed. "What's wrong?" Yan Yu turned around and asked.

"Temple plaques have both ancient and modern writing styles," Su Yunjin said with a smile. "The ancient style was written from right to left, while the modern style is written from left to right. This plaque was originally written by the Ming Dynasty monk Shan Xiao, and was later refurbished to its original form, so it should be read from right to left, pronouncing it as 'Baoshan Zen Temple.'"

"Of course I know." Yan Yu said calmly, "I was just testing your knowledge on purpose."

"Then do I pass the test?" Su Yunjin blinked.

"Just barely qualified, you passed." Yan Yu nodded slightly.

The two passed through the mountain gate hall and entered the temple square.

The temple was sparsely populated, its atmosphere quiet and simple. While it couldn't be said to be completely free of commercialism, at least there weren't any 18-seed fruit worth a few dozen yuan displayed with triple-digit price tags. On the left was a treasure bowl, on the right a fortune bell, and, of course, the accompanying donation box. Whether pilgrims wanted to pray or ring the bell, they could do so themselves, allowing them to make donations as they pleased.

Both of them are monks now, and have no worldly desires such as promotion and wealth, so they just looked at it casually for a moment and continued to move forward.

"Why is there no one in this temple?" Su Yunjin asked curiously, "I've been here with my father before, and the townspeople at the foot of the mountain really like to come up and worship."

"Anyway, we definitely didn't accidentally enter some secret place." Yan Yu said.

"Ah?" Su Yunjin was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

"Because there can't be any planes in the sky of the secret realm." Yan Yu said, pointing above his head.

Su Yunjin looked up and saw a passenger plane flying across the sky. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"It's rare for the captain to accompany me out for a day, I don't want to play in any secret realms."

The two of them arrived at the main hall. Strangely, there were no monks inside.

After passing through the main hall and climbing a hundred steps or so, we arrived at the Sutra Repository behind the temple. Finally, we saw an elderly monk hurriedly coming down from the second floor holding a scripture.

Ok?
Yan Yu recognized the monk's appearance. Isn't this Master Ci Nian?

Zen Master Ci Nian was also a renowned folk monk in his previous life. Although he embarked on the path of cultivation, he never studied any combat techniques. He devoted his life to the study of Buddhism, seeking only to attain Arhathood.

The reason why Yan Yu remembered this person was because the envoy monk had to learn the skill of having all-seeing and hearing, and in his previous life, there were only eight people in the country who could teach it, and Master Ci Nian was one of them. The old master had already been officially appointed before the revival of spiritual energy.

The old Zen master took the sutra, glanced at Yan Yu and Su Yunjin, nodded to show his greeting, then walked past them and headed towards the mountain steps.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and asked in surprise:
"Zhenhai Team? Yan Yu, Su Yunjin?"

"Sorry to bother you." Yan Yu still respected the Zen master very much and nodded slightly.

"Well-come, well-come." The old Zen master immediately smiled. "I have something I'd like to ask you two for help."

If it was another common cultivator who said this, Yan Yu would have drawn his sword immediately, but Master Ci Nian was indeed a good person in his previous life, so he did not doubt it too much and just asked:

"Specifically?"

"There's another underground Buddhist temple within this mountain," the old Zen master said seriously. "The temple is filled with traps, and I don't have the ability to decipher them, so I can only ask you two for a hand."

(End of this chapter)