The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"Is there any problem with the pagoda?" Sheng Qing suddenly asked.

After the dust settled, everyone left the temple, with a silent green fire burning in the background.

Mingkong looked at the flame, stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart.

Speaking of Buddhist affinity, Venerable Huai Ci’s affinity is a little deeper than that of Yu Xiaoyou. The spiritual fire burns away karma. If it were not for the Buddha nature, one would burn in the suffering of the eighteen hells.

He clasped his hands together, bowed, and said respectfully, "A month and a half ago, the temple discovered something strange about the pagoda, so we sent a disciple from the Fajin Temple down the mountain to eliminate the evil."

Mingkong felt a little embarrassed when he said this. The pagoda was the place in the Fajin Temple where some evil spirits whose sins could not be eliminated were suppressed. There were countless Buddhists chanting sutras day and night to help them to be liberated.

I never thought that once something happened, it would bring disaster to the world.

Sheng Qing nodded, feeling a little itchy...

She actually coveted the pagoda... It was filled with evil spirits who had committed heinous crimes, like a beacon, waiting for her to eliminate.

It’s a pity that Buddhists talk about salvation and turning back to the right path…

Now that something was wrong with the tower, a flash of excitement flashed across her eyes.

Ning Yue's heart sank as she looked at Venerable Huai Ci and asked this question.

Could it be that she has set her sights on the pagoda right now?

In the previous life, there had been problems with the pagoda at the Fajin Temple. Later, they sought help from the Wangxian Sect. Venerable Huaici went there and not only destroyed the pagoda, he also took away the Buddha's relics passed down by the Buddhist Sect.

As a result, when the later Buddhist disciple Mingkong took charge of the temple, the inheritance was lost and his cultivation level was barely enough to become a god...

She was a little conflicted for a moment, but finally remained silent. Venerable Huai Ci was not something she could control, so it was better to let nature take its course.

And with Senior Sister Yu by her side, Venerable Huai Ci in this life is much gentler than in his previous life.

"in this way…"

Sheng Qing left these two words with profound meaning, and then after the Buddha Temple was burned to ashes, he took the four people directly back to the sect.

Mingkong was left alone there, and suddenly he felt something was wrong.

When I brought Yu Mian to Qingzhu Mountain, Yu Mian was a little confused. Not going home?

I came to visit my uncle, but she should not be here. I looked for her yesterday.

Following Shengqing's steps, we walked along a short bluestone path, bypassed the newly planted bamboos, and saw a small bamboo building.

Yu Mian noticed carefully that a long table of food had been set out in the yard. Most of them were earthly-style food, with hundreds of varieties spread from the head to the end of the long table.

As he took a step into the door, Dabai flew in from somewhere, transformed into a bird, and brought a 16-point Bagua dice. A simple creed appeared before his eyes.

"The rosy face is like the flowers on the head, year after year." Yu Mian recognized that this was the handwriting of the master uncle. Was this her birthday gift?

I can't find my uncles today. Could it be that Sheng Qing is secretly plotting something?

She looked at Shengqing with some surprise, but received an encouraging look from her and continued walking forward.

She took another step, spring flowers sprouted from the ground, auspicious signs descended from the sky, and peach branches competed for the cold.

A pair of white jade pendants were handed to her by the flower branch beside her. On the red ribbon were inscribed: "May you live a thousand years, and may spring come to you every year."

It was obvious at first glance that it was a pair of mother-and-child jade pendants given by Fourth Uncle. It seemed to be a gift to her, but in fact it was a thank you to Sheng Qing.

Yu Mian very tactfully stuffed one of the pieces into Sheng Qing's hand, just enough for each of them.

In the future, she will be able to use this jade pendant to find Sheng Qing's whereabouts.

This gift from Fourth Uncle really touched her heart.

It is said that Yue Qiong is the only one with a Taoist partner. He is very thoughtful about love, so he deserves to have a wife.

Then he continued to move forward and took a step into the formation. Thousands of changes occurred, and the evolution of the formation appeared before his eyes like a passing show.

Finally, it turned into a teaching array plate carved from 3,000-year-old rosewood.

Yu Mian held the formation plate in his arms, feeling exactly the same emotions as the student who received the 53rd gift on his birthday. He was moved but also a little overwhelmed, but still moved despite being overwhelmed.

This gift is really, so fitting...

Continuing forward, a blue bird came with the wind, holding a cloth bag on its feet. It came from far away and finally slowed down and flew into Yu Mian's arms.

A big package.

Yu Mian felt like wood when he touched it. He opened the cloth bag a little and saw the strings. It turned out to be a paulownia wood harp.

She laughed a little, thinking that she didn't seem to have much artistic talent.

But there is a human-shaped singer beside him.

Feng Ling was not good at talking about fancy things. After a crisp cry, she said directly: "Happy birthday, little Mian'er. May you be happy every day and have a long and prosperous life..."

Yu Mian raised his head and replied with a smile: "Thank you, Master!"

At this moment, there are only a few steps left to the long table in the yard. Could it be that there is a gift at every step?

She walked forward step by step, and then some unknown spirit beast brought her elixirs, swords, spirit plants, and countless spirit stones.

Finally, he was pushed by Sheng Qingqian and sat at the table facing the east, his arms already full of things.

As soon as she sat down, several elders teleported and sat down, followed by the Grandmaster, Miao Jun, and the Sect Master...

Wait, Sect Master?

Yu Mian rubbed his eyes. The kid sitting opposite him was none other than the sect leader Wang Zhi. He was here too!

Finally, Lin Xiaohe, Yin Li, and Ning Yue, who had just been thrown back to the mountain gate by Sheng Qing, also changed their clothes and hurried over.

He was just a junior, so he sat at the last table, just in time to squeeze in with the clan leader.

Especially Miao Jun, who didn’t know the sect leader at all. He just thought that he was younger than himself and looked very interesting.

The chair that Yu Mian had been sitting on felt hot instantly. He stood up, put away the things in his arms, raised a glass of sake, and said with a slight stutter:

"Thank you...all my elders and friends for attending...my birthday party today."

This was the first time in her life that so many people gathered together to celebrate her birth, as if she was no longer that mediocre, ordinary, insignificant burden.

It was also the first time she had celebrated her birthday in more than 20 years since she could remember.

Yu Mian was a little emotional for a moment. He was already moved by the various gifts and felt a little soft-hearted. But now, in front of so many people, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Gu Ruci, Fu Qing, Yue Qiong, Feng Ling... the two rows of people around her raised their cups in unison with her movements, smiling and saying:

"I wish Xiao Mian'er good health and peace every year!"

"I wish my nephew peace and happiness!"

"I wish my little disciple a breakthrough in his cultivation!"

"I wish my little disciple Sun Niang a smooth journey to immortality!"

"I wish Junior Sister Yu a bright future!"

"I wish Senior Sister Yu good health and longevity!"

Sheng Qing stood beside her, also raised a glass of sake, clinked it towards her lightly, and said in a low voice: "I wish Mian'er happiness and long-lasting peace." Morning and night, I am by your side.

Yu Mian held back her somewhat rude tears, tilted her head back and drank the wine, but she felt a gentle fingertip on her cheek, gently and silently wiping away the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

There was a slight moisture on Shengqing's hanging fingertips, which was spread out bit by bit by her.

She turned her slightly red eyes to the side and forced a smile when she looked at Shengqing.

Thank you, Shengqing...