Legend of Elf Vulcan

Chapter 373 Relics

Yang Guang never thought that he would stay in Songyue Temple for so long.

Counting from the day he climbed Taishi Mountain, today is already the seventh day.

In the past few days, in addition to sharing some fast food with the monks every day, Yang Guang would release the Flame Monkey and other elves into the blizzard at other times, never missing any opportunity to exercise and become stronger.

As for himself, he always stayed on the first floor of the Songyue Temple Tower, repeatedly thinking about the method of climbing.

In just one week, Yang Guang has already experienced thousands of thoughts.

Although there were no stairs or towers here, he just didn't want to give up.

There is no clue about the clues given by the old man of time and space, or the golden phoenix pavilion in front of the gate of Songyue Temple, and the various coincidences between the historical stories of this temple and the Phoenix King.

The obsession in his heart and his eager desire to "recover all things" and "return to beauty" determine his attitude that he is bound to find something here!

At worst, I will do nothing during this winter vacation and just look for clues about Phoenix King here!

With such determination, Yang Guang re-observed the surrounding stone walls for an unknown number of times.Yang Guang was unwilling to ignore almost every trace that had been engraved in his heart, as if he could discover some different mysteries after just a few more glances.

However, everything was in vain.

On the night of the seventh day, when Yang Guang was tired and shivering from the wind and snow, he came to the monks' dining hall again and was surprised to find that the temple was extremely quiet today.

Only the abbot, the old monk, sat there quietly.

With a smile on his face, he gestured for Yang Guang to take a seat. A vegetarian meal was placed in front of the abbot, which seemed to have been prepared for Yang Guang for a long time.

Seeing this, Yang Guang knew that the senior had something to say to him, so he quickly wolfed the food into his mouth, picked up the bowl, and drank the steaming vegetable soup in one gulp.

Gently wiping the rice stains from the corner of his mouth, Yang Guang looked at the old monk expectantly.

However, Mr. Abbot was not in a hurry.He closed his eyes and concentrated while placing his left hand on his chest and flipping the beads around his neck with his right hand.

After a long time, the abbot was still sitting there like a "machine", but Yang Guang, on the other hand, had already sat so hard that his buttocks were numb.

But Yang Guang didn't say anything. He knew that in front of a real master, he should always have a heart of awe.He was very much looking forward to hearing something from the senior abbot's mouth, but the more eager he was, the more he had to stay calm!

Being eager for success has always been a taboo for monks!

Silently listening to the rhythm of the senior abbot playing with the beads, Yang Guang gradually calmed down. He had closed his eyes unknowingly, and even his breathing became steady with the rhythm of the beads.

After a while, there was no unusual sound in the entire dining hall except for the sound of the abbot's beads.

And it was at this time that the abbot, the old monk, smiled and opened his eyes!

"Yes, he is a calm young man."

Hearing this old and majestic greeting, Yang Guang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the smiling senior abbot.

He clasped his hands and leaned towards the senior. Yang Guang did not answer in a hurry. He knew that the old monk had not finished speaking.

"Young man, I saw you wandering around the temple day and night. I can see that you are very confused. After visiting the holy tower many times, you still can't find your answer."

"I don't know, what is the purpose of visiting our temple this time, little friend, and why are you willing to stay for so long?"

Hearing this, Yang Guang took a calming breath and never moved his eyes away from the senior abbot's eyes.

"I'm here to look for traces of the Phoenix King, the patron saint of China. According to folklore, the Phoenix King lives here."

"The reason why I have bothered you all here for so long is because I have witnessed too much suffering in the world recently and I am unwilling to give up even a glimmer of opportunity."

"The Phoenix King is a symbol of peace and beauty. It has brought hope to mankind and the Chinese people for thousands of years. Therefore, I am very eager to meet the Phoenix King and ask it to take action to save the world. In water and fire!”

Yang Guang gave his answer firmly, and there was no hesitation on Yang Guang's expression.

But Mr. Abbot showed no expression at all. It seemed that the determination Yang Guang expressed seemed to him to be a very common thing.

Continuing to fiddle with the beads in his palms, the old abbot said in a calm tone: "Birth, old age, illness and death, natural and man-made disasters are just the natural laws of the world."

"Young people, having ideals is a beautiful vision, but the laws of nature are the main theme of the world."

"If you can't see Phoenix King, or if Phoenix King still can't change these facts, how do you choose and how do you do it?"

Hearing this, Yang Guang pondered for a moment, and then responded to the old monk again.

"Unable to meet Phoenix King, I will continue to look for traces of him until I am lucky enough to see him."

"And if the Phoenix King is unable or unwilling to intervene in the suffering of the world, I will do my best to help everyone and save one life to count one's life!"

"I have been taught by my predecessors that I cannot save everyone in the world. But so what, when disaster happens around me, when my compatriots fall in front of me, I will do my best for them. Come up with something!”

"What if we can't see the Phoenix King? What if our hopes are shattered! I am a Chinese soldier. The army always adheres to the guiding ideology of 'abandon illusions and prepare to fight', but it also teaches us 'never give up, never give up'." Give up' life creed."

"I can accept the worst outcome, and I am also willing to go to the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire for a glimmer of hope."

"Besides, after all, what else is the 'worst ending' like?"

"Isn't it just 'maintaining the status quo'?"

"Even if they can't see Phoenix King, the suffering people won't lose anything extra. But if Phoenix King is willing to take action for them, wouldn't it bring them hope for the future?"

"Therefore, in my opinion, whether it is 7 days, 7 months, or 7 years, searching for the traces of the Phoenix King is a very meaningful thing!"

"And this is also the truest state of mind during my trip to Songyue Temple and Pagoda!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Guang's voice and eyes gradually became heated.

The abbot, the old monk, looked at his perseverance and showed an intriguing smile again!

"Young man, I didn't expect that at such a young age, you already have such a 'mind for the world'. I appreciate it very much and am very pleased."

The old monk, the abbot, said and slowly stopped moving his right hand to move the beads!

"In fact, I have been observing your character these days."

"Although I have long abandoned the worldly emotions and desires, I can't help but feel novel about this rare sight in a hundred years..."

After saying this, the old monk, the abbot, slowly took out a wooden box from his arms.

It looks very ancient, but it has an indescribable majesty.

The senior abbot who took out the wooden box let out a sigh of relief, as if a rather sacred mission in his heart had been redeemed at this moment!

"Actually, ever since you stepped through the door of our temple, you have been feeling this 'sacred object' that has been passed down from generation to generation and has been carefully preserved by the successive abbots of our temple for nearly a hundred years."

"According to legend, only brave men with a 'pure heart' can be recognized by holy objects."

"As for the Songyue Temple Pagoda that has been passed down through the ages, only a brave man holding a sacred object can get the guidance of the Phoenix King and find a path that ordinary people cannot discover!"

After saying this, the old monk, the abbot, slowly opened the ancient black box under Yang Guang's shocked expression!

For a moment, wonderful colorful lights overflowed, and the entire temple canteen was covered with holy rainbow light!

Yang Guang's pupils shrank instantly, and he stared blankly at the "holy object" in front of him in disbelief!

Rainbow Feather!

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