I AM UNPARALLELED
Chapter 137 - Dalin Temple

A small boat crossed the wide river. It passed through the mist as its inhabitants admired the sight. Lin Jiufeng, however, continued chatting with the old boatman. The old man talked a lot. He had a thick Jiangnan accent and he spoke his dialect mixed with the official language of the Yuhua God Dynasty.

She sounded strange to Lin Jiufeng, but Lin Jiufeng knew and understood that it was because of her dialect.

Along the way, he told Lin Jiufeng about the many geniuses in the martial temple.

The geniuses nurtured by the martial temple had all made a breakthrough to the Human God Realm before the age of 30. What was even more astonishing was that the most talented among them had already become the general of the Yuhua God Dynasty despite his young age. The two martial temple recruitment sessions that took place every year were already a kind of festival. It is now considered to be one of the most festive events in the world. The old man even said proudly. “Both of my grandchildren are students of the martial temple. Although they are not so prominent, I am already very satisfied with their results. After they graduate from the martial temple, I will ask them to go and serve the country for His Majesty Emperor De. I want them to punish the bad and spread good deeds.”

Lin Jiufeng smiled and gave a thumbs up at the old man.

“Old man, have you heard of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Tower?” Lin Jiufeng suddenly asked.

The old man was surprised. “Young Master, why did you ask about that evil monk?”

“Biksu evil?” Lin Jiufeng looked at the old man in confusion.

“Holy Tower of Ten Thousand Buddhas is a tall tower in the middle of West Lake!”

“When they appeared, they annexed the Shaolin and Xuankong Temples. Moreover, over the years, many commoners living near the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sacred Tower said that every night, there would be strange lamentations within the Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Tower.” The old man looked serious

Lin Jiufeng raised her eyebrows. _What?_

“Why is there lamentation?” Lin Jiufeng asked curiously.

“Who knows?”

“But I heard that someone sees a scary ghost in the waters of West Lake every night of the full moon. Some people said that the monstrous figure was a fossil of an ancient monster, but they also looked like a very frightening ghost ... Don't you think it's strange for a Buddhist sect to have so many strange things in their backyard?” The old man asked.

“It was quite strange.” Lin Jiufeng nodded in agreement.

“That's why not many people have gone to West Lake recently. I'd suggest the same. If you can, don't visit that place often.” The old man reminded Lin Jiufeng.

“Alright, I'll remember it.” Lin Jiufeng nodded seriously.

Speaking of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sacred Tower seemed to have greatly dampened the old man's mood, he focused on pushing the boat and directing it along the stream.

Lin Jiufeng did not say anything more.

He closed his eyes and carefully observed the Hundred Ghost Portrait of Jiangnan.

The Hundred Ghost Portrait of Jiangnan was an immortal artifact, but its power had been greatly reduced.

In order to recover his true strength, the only way to do so was to complete the mission of the Hundred Ghost Portrait of Jiangnan.

That was why Lin Jiufeng said that the Jiangnan region captivated him.

He could not resist the temptation. He wanted an immortal artifact.

Therefore, he began to learn how to complete the Portrait of the Hundred Ghosts Jiangnan. There are so many black spots! And each is thought to represent a ghost or evil spirit. But it doesn't matter, they're all going to die, it's the same ... Lin Jiufeng thought to himself.

Everything must have been difficult at the beginning.

It wasn't easy to complete the Portrait of the Hundred Ghosts Jiangnan either. The first step is to think carefully.

After studying the portrait, Lin Jiufeng finally placed his gaze on the Buddhist sect.

It was not the Ten Thousand Buddha Holy Tower, but the Dalin Temple.

In the past, there were three Buddhist sects in the Jiangnan area.

They were of the same lineage, but due to differences in ideals, they became distant from each other. Shaolin Temple, Xuankong Temple, and Dalin Temple.

Among them, the Shaolin Temple and Xuankong Temple were the more famous Buddhist sects.

They had many believers to the point that they could build their temples with donations alone.

Shaolin Temple and Xuankong Temple seemed to be competing against each other as they quickly built their temple.

Only the monks in the Dalin Temple guarded their own territory and obeyed their duty as monks - to live a peaceful and quiet life.

Both the Shaolin and Xuankong Temples were extremely famous in their actions.

But at its peak, they were suppressed by Lin Jiufeng's painting without being able to resist at all. They refused until the Ten Thousand Buddha Holy Tower appeared. The latter annexed both temples and they completely lost their previous identity.

The two once glorious sacred lands of the Buddha no longer exist.

On the other hand, the simple Dalin Temple continued to endure.

After observing the Hundred Ghost Portraits of Jiangnan for a long time, Lin Jiufeng finally decided his first move in the Jiangnan area.

He's going to the Dalin Temple! 'I still remember it. There's a devil's nest in the Dalin Temple... Lin Jiufeng remembered.

A few decades ago, Miss Hong wanted to repay Lin Jiufeng's kindness.

He asked the Qingyun Monk from the Jiangnan area to come and look for Lin Jiufeng.

During the recovery of the world's spiritual energy, the Dalin Temple almost lost control of the demon's nest. The swarm of demons back then had almost managed to cause chaos in Jiangnan.

Fortunately, Miss Hong appeared at a critical moment. At that time, he suppressed the demon lair and arranged a large line to end their struggle.

When Miss Hong left, she casually gave Monk Qingyun some pointers and she made a breakthrough to the Human God Realm with the help of her forming words.

One thing led to another and Miss Hong ended up using her paper stork to summon the powerhouse she ordered to search for the deposed crown prince, Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng had long since placed this part of her past in the deep recesses of her mind, If not for the black spots, ghosts, and evil spirits in the Hundred Ghost Portrait of Jiangnan, he said, The Dalin Temple would remain hidden in Lin Jiufeng's mind.

“There are problems with the Dalin Temple and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Tower in the Jiangnan area, but the problems in the Dalin Temple should be easier to solve.”

This was the reason why Lin Jiufeng chose the Dalin Temple.

Of course, the demon lair there was also the reason. Lin Jiufeng was curious whether the demon lair in the Dalin Temple was the same as the demon lair under the Cold Palace.

“boatman, go to Dalin Temple,” said Lin Jiufeng.

The old man agreed.

Following the river, the scenery along the way got better and better. When noon came, the morning mist disappeared.

Thousands of miles of river water and its calm waves were exposed.

In a seaside village, smoke billows from the chimneys of houses there.

Chickens and dogs seem to be playing with each other, and the smell of good organic food seems to be constantly smelling in the air, convince ordinary families living by the beach that they will never run out of food with the grace of nature.

Both Lin Jiufeng and the white cat observed the scene. The scene matched the scene in Jiangnan.

It's not dramatic at all.

Instead, looking at the lives of ordinary people made Lin Jiufeng feel at ease.

Just by looking at a smile they could cleanse one's soul.

The old man was constantly directing and controlling the boat along the river. Only when they arrived near a huge mountain filled with greenery in the afternoon did the old man stop holding the boat paddle.

“Young Master, we have arrived at the nearest pier with Dalin Temple. Walk along this pier. Dalin Temple is still 100 miles away. This temple was very famous, but they only accepted a limited number of believers every day. You may not be able to get into Dalin Temple today.”

The old boatman kindly reminded.

Lin Jiufeng took out some silver and handed it to the old boatman.

“Thank you for your reminder, little sister.”

Lin Jiufeng smiled lightly and turned to leave.

What young master?!

“What young people?

'I'm 40 years older than you!'

Lin Jiufeng left quietly, leaving behind a dumbfounded old man propping up the boat.

He was confused by Lin Jiufeng's parting words.

Mount Daqing.

Dalin Temple.

...

In the past, this Buddhist sect in the Jiangnan region had always been self-effacing.

Even now, it still remains a low profile.

Although the Shaolin and Xuankong Temples are no more.

Dalin Temple still maintained its own leisure speed.

It still ignores the changes of the outside world.

During this period of time, the Dalin Temple announced that they would no longer accept believers.

They don't explain the reason.

The Dalin Temple did not reveal anything to the public.

Under such circumstances, Lin Jiufeng was still visiting the temple by boat.