Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

Yan Yun found the two men competing with each other stupid and ridiculous.

Isn’t it obvious why the temple master didn’t see the old lady from the Zeng family?

The old lady Qin's story was far-fetched, so how could she dare to accept the commission from the old lady Zeng?

"Yun'er, come and pay your respects to Master Cihang!"

Madam Yan reminded as she made the offerings.

Compared with the offerings from the Zeng family, what I have is really shabby.

Although it also has the number of five elements and is worth nearly a hundred taels, it is not of the same order of magnitude at all. This made Mrs. Yan feel a little embarrassed, and she could only remind her son to be polite and considerate.

However, Yan Yun did not understand his mother's feelings at all. With a sarcastic smile on his face, he looked at the beautiful receptionist Kun and said:

"What if I don't bow? Will your master not see me?"

Huiyun knew what was on his mind by looking at his expression and tone.

I thought to myself, if there weren't so few pilgrims in the temple right now, I would have kicked you out long ago just for your disrespectful and distrustful attitude towards the temple master.

However, he had the indifference of a hermit, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"Since the master has promised you, he will definitely meet you. However, this young master is not polite, I am afraid there will be no next time."

Yan Yun sneered:

"Then I want to see what abilities your master has that deserve my courtesy!"

Madam Qin had just mocked Madam Zeng in the main hall, and now she was so happy that she almost fainted:

"Mrs. Yan, this..."

Mrs. Qin and Qin Dafu were also very worried.

I can't help but complain in my heart, why is Madam Yan so unreliable? She said that when she brought people here, they should respect the master and abide by the rules. Now this has happened, what should she do if she has implicated them!

Mrs. Yan thought about Mrs. Qin's instructions the day before and felt her face getting hot, but she couldn't control her son at all. She could only apologize to Huiyun and the Qin family awkwardly on behalf of her son.

Huiyun didn't say anything. She knew that she had never witnessed the master's abilities with her own eyes, so it was normal for her to be a little rebellious.

After all, this is the first pilgrim from the officialdom, so he must be received well.

"Don't say anything useless. Go see the abbot."

She did not comment on Mrs. Yan's words.

He led a few people to the reception hall, had them sit down, and then sent someone to inform the abbot.

They didn't wait long before they heard Kun Dao, who was standing by, say:

"The temple master is here!"

Everyone quickly stood up to greet him and bowed.

"Greetings to the Master!"

Only Yan Yun looked at the visitor boldly with a gloomy gaze.

At first sight, I was stunned.

A few words popped up in my mind:

Autumn water is the divine jade and the bones are.

I don't know if the temple master was about twenty years old. He was wearing a green Taoist robe embroidered with faint auspicious cloud patterns. His hair was simply tied up with a white jade hairpin, but his face was exquisite, like a jade carving, and his face was so white that it seemed to be glowing.

Although she is beautiful, she does not have any vulgar attitude. Her figure is as straight as pine and bamboo, and her long sleeves are flowing, giving her a sense of otherworldliness.

The fairy in the painting seems to be like this.

The receptionist Kundao stepped forward and whispered something in her ear. The fairy's brows, which were like distant mountains, frowned slightly, and then returned to normal.

"Who is to be treated?"

The sound is clear and melodious, like the collision of gold and jade.

Yan Yun came back to his senses and felt secretly annoyed. This so-called temple master actually had a deceptive appearance.

Old Madam Qin and the others did not dare to look directly at the abbot so rudely. Upon hearing this, they quickly came out to reply:

"Master, it's this Master Yan!"

The master then looked at Yan Yun and said:

"come here."

Yan Yun strode over. He wanted to see what tricks this female monk would perform in front of everyone.

When they were only an arm's length away from each other, the abbot raised his hand slightly to signal him to stop.

The two of them were so close that he could almost smell the faint fragrance coming from her body. It was not like the sweet fragrance of ordinary girls in the boudoir. This smell was a bit bitter and refreshing, more like the scent of tea.

"Don't move before I say it's over," the temple master instructed.

As she spoke, she slightly bent her ring finger and little finger through the fabric of the hood, put her middle finger and index finger together and placed them on the half of his face that was horribly scarred, then closed her eyes and concentrated.

At first, Yan Yun was still thinking, looking closely, the master's eyelashes are really long and thick. No wonder his eyes look like a deep spring under the moon, which makes people feel particularly different.

But after a while, he felt as if a warm current was transmitted from her fingers to his face through the thin fabric of the hood.

I thought it was an illusion, but I didn't expect the feeling to become stronger and stronger, with a warm current spreading from the place where my fingers touched, covering the entire scar.

Could it be that this temple master really has some magical powers? Could this be the inner strength mentioned in the Ranger's Stories?

After a long while, Yan Yun felt an itch in the warm area, but he had some Qi-cultivation skills in his body, so he didn't reach out to scratch it.

This itching continued for quite some time, and the female abbot withdrew her fingers.

"All right."

"Bring water."

she ordered.

Kun Dao, who was standing outside the door, immediately brought the prepared water. After she washed her hands, another person brought her a clean white towel to wipe her hands.

On the other side, Madam Qin, Madam Yan and others were paying full attention to Yan Yun. When the master announced the end of the ceremony, Madam Yan walked up to him eagerly:

"Yoona, how do you feel?"

Yan Yun was finally able to reach out and touch his face, which had been itching a little.

After this touch, the mother's eyes were filled with shock, and then her face was filled with excitement:

"Yoona, you...your scar! It's fallen off!"

"Mom, take another look!"

As he said that, he reached out and took off his hood.

Yan Yun was about to get angry, but he clearly felt that as his mother moved, something seemed to fall from near his eyes.

"Where's the mirror? Let me see!"

He had a guess in his mind and was eager to confirm it.

Mrs. Qin, who was standing by, handed over the hand mirror she carried with her.

Yan Yun hasn't looked in the mirror for three years since he was injured.

Every time he looked in the mirror, he was reminded of how horrible his face had become, a fact that made him irritable, depressed and furious.

However, what did he see in the mirror now!

The burn scars that once clung to half of his face like countless twisted dark red earthworms now hung on the surface of his face without any stickiness, like a mask made of aged paste. The surface was covered with mottled cracks that would fall off at the slightest touch.

More importantly, he had seen the normal skin color underneath the holes in the mask at the eyes and cheeks!

He stretched out his hand and touched it with a little force, and the fragile scar mask shattered into pieces and fell off his face.

A normal face appeared in the hand mirror.

"It's alright! Yoona, you're really alright!"

Mrs. Yan was so excited that tears filled her eyes when she saw her son's face restored to its original state.

Old Madam Qin, Madam Qin and Qin Dafu witnessed the master's magical powers again with their own eyes, and their faces were shocked and excited.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master!"

Madam Yan knelt down and bowed.

Yan Yun also couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The nightmare that cut short his bright future ended just like that?

The haze in his heart was instantly swept away, and he regained his normal mind.

There really are people in this world with such magical powers!

Thinking about his previous arbitrariness and self-righteousness, he seemed so ignorant and shallow, which made people feel ashamed.

It took him a while to calm himself down and he was ready to thank and apologize to the female abbot. But when he looked up, the otherworldly figure was no longer in the reception hall.

The receptionist Kun Dao said to everyone in a clear voice with a serious face:

"The abbot said that this young man was disrespectful to Master Cihang, so he left a scar on his finger joint as a punishment."

When everyone took a closer look, they discovered that there was indeed a scar on the edge of Yan Yun's jaw that was as long as a knuckle and half a finger wide, which had not disappeared.

However, this position is not conspicuous at all. It is not as uncomfortable as before, and it will not affect his future.

The Qin family thought to themselves, it's just what they deserved. This young man is so unruly and thinks he has a good family background so he is disrespectful to the master of the temple. Not only did he not bow to Master Cihang just now, he even refused to perform formalities when he saw the master of the temple.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Huiyun looking at them:

"The Qin family is not good at judging people and has introduced those who are unruly and disrespectful. They are forbidden to set foot in Cihang Temple for three months!"

The Qin family was suddenly struck by lightning.

After coming to his senses, he quickly went to Huiyun to plead for mercy, but Huiyun pushed Mrs. Qin's hand away mercilessly:

"The decision of the temple master is beyond doubt. Do not try to argue, or the punishment will be even heavier!"

Mrs. Qin had no choice but to let go in embarrassment.

The Qin family felt like they had lost their parents.

If you don’t come to Cihang Temple for three months, the day lilies will get cold.

With the speed at which the temple master is becoming famous, if they don’t come for three months, they may not even be able to keep the reputation of being devout believers, let alone becoming famous in front of the temple master.

This arrogant kid from the Yan family has done them so much harm!

But now, it was useless to regret. They did not dare to really blame Yan Yun and Madam Yan, so they could only swallow the bitter pill with a gloomy face and plan to go back and brainstorm to see if there was any remedy.

Not to mention how deeply the Qin family regretted it, the fact that Yan Yun's face was cured alone caused quite a stir in the upper class circles of the entire Southern Capital City.