Chapter 276: The Son of the Temple (First Update, Please Vote)
a few days later

Kyoto, three miles outside, Qing Temple.

When people hear the name "Wai Sanri" for the first time, they will definitely think it is a place three miles away from Kyoto, but they don't know that it is a place name.

The Qing Temple is located on the outskirts of Kyoto. It is said to be the only place where the Qing Kingdom can communicate with the temple, and it is also the temple where the royal family worships the sky.

"Da da da……"

A crisp sound of horse hooves came from afar, followed by a carriage embroidered with the word "Xiao", which slowly drove to the gate of the Qing Temple and stopped.

Two sturdy men in black suits got off the carriage first, with cold and heartless eyes and a serious look.

"Dian Wei, go open the door!"

Following Xiao Feng's order, the burly Dian Wei quickly walked to the gate of the Qing Temple and pushed open the two heavy black wooden doors.

"stop!!!"

Just as the door of the Qing Temple was pushed open, a low shout suddenly came from behind the door.

A middle-aged man with a gloomy look, sunken eyes and an eagle-hook nose blocked Dian Wei's way.

"Leave immediately! There are nobles praying in the temple. Do not disturb them!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed Dian Wei.

Dian Wei detected that he was being attacked and activated the counterattack program in his body, and he also slapped the middle-aged man.

Dian Wei is more than two meters tall, and his two palms are like palm-leaf fans, which are extremely oppressive when he waves them.

"boom!!!"

The moment their palms met, a dull sound was heard.

"Dong dong dong..."

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. He felt an unmatched strange force coming at him. His body took several steps back uncontrollably, leaving several footprints about an inch deep on the hard bluestone floor.

The middle-aged man, who had finally stood firm on his feet, looked at Dian Wei's unmoving appearance. His pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes were full of fear.

You should know that the identity of the middle-aged man is not simple. His name is Gong Dian. He is the captain of the direct guard of Emperor Qing, and his cultivation has reached the eighth level.

Since Dian Wei was able to repel him so easily, his strength must have reached the ninth level.

Ninth-rank warriors are not common. There are only seven ninth-rank warriors in the entire Qing Kingdom, and Gong Dian basically knows all of them.

Gong Dian was certain that the burly man in black before him was definitely not among the seven. Could it be that he was a ninth-rank warrior from outside the Kingdom of Qing?
At this time, Emperor Qing was burning incense and praying in the temple. Suddenly, a strange ninth-rank warrior came to the door, and Gong Dian had no time to think about it.

"Who are you? What is your purpose for coming here today?"

While Gong Dian questioned Xiao Feng and the others with a vigilant look on his face, he secretly gestured behind his back to let the guards hiding in the dark to escort Emperor Qing away first.

Xiao Feng did not expose Gong Dian's little trick, but waved the folding fan in his hand with a playful look and said: "I came here today just to burn incense and pray for blessings, why do you have to be so aggressive?"

"you……"

Sensing the teasing tone in Xiao Feng's voice, Gong Dian subconsciously wanted to get angry, but he heard a shrill voice: "The master has ordered that he wants to see this young master. Please invite this young master to the main hall for a chat."

When Gong Dian heard this, his expression changed slightly. Although he felt that this was inappropriate, he did not dare to disobey Emperor Qing's order and could only give way.

"let's go!"

Xiao Feng greeted Dian Wei and the others, then swaggered into the main hall of the Qing Temple.

The architectural style of the main hall is somewhat similar to that of the Temple of Heaven, with two layers of round eaves that are solemn and beautiful. In the spacious main hall, a middle-aged man in his forties stood with his hands behind his back, admiring the colorful paintings on the wall.

The middle-aged man's appearance was not heroic, but there was a look of contempt between his eyebrows and eyes, and he exuded the domineering aura of having been in a high position for a long time.

Looking at Emperor Qing who was pretending to be cool with his back to him, Xiao Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Are you Li Yunqian?"

!!!

Upon hearing this, the eunuchs and guards present suddenly changed their expressions and lowered their heads quickly, fearing that they would be implicated by this arrogant man Xiao Feng.

"Haha~"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Emperor Qing's eyes, and he turned around and said with a smile: "I haven't heard anyone call me by this name for a long time."

"Isn't the purpose of taking out a name to be called by others?"

Xiao Feng seemed not to notice the murderous intent in Emperor Qing's eyes, and said pointedly: "In my eyes, the name Li Yunqian is not much different from the names Ye Qingmei and Wuzhu."

"..."

Upon hearing these two taboo names, Emperor Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and then he looked at Xiao Feng and the others carefully.

Originally, Emperor Qing asked Gong Dian to let Xiao Feng and the others in because he didn't want them to disturb his plans, and also because he was absolutely confident in his own strength.

Now that he saw that Xiao Feng not only knew Ye Qingmei, but also knew of Wu Zhu's existence, Emperor Qing couldn't help but become curious about Xiao Feng's origins.

When Emperor Qing noticed that Dian Wei and Xu Chu, who were following Xiao Feng, both had indifferent expressions as if they regarded mortals as ants, the image of the temple messenger emerged in his mind.

Emperor Qing felt that he had discovered the truth and couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Are you from the same place as Ye Qingmei?"

"Not bad!"

Xiao Feng nodded slightly and said: "I am the current Holy Son of the Temple - Xiao Feng!"

"Son of the Temple?"

When Emperor Qing heard this title for the first time, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes and he cast an inquiring look at Xiao Feng.

"Dian Wei, come and explain to him what the Son of the Temple is."

"As you command, Your Majesty the Holy Son."

Upon hearing this, Dian Wei first bowed to Xiao Feng, and then turned to explain to Emperor Qing: "The Holy Son is the second most important person in the temple after the Holy Lord. Whenever the previous Holy Lord ascends to the God Realm, the Holy Son will inherit the position of the next Holy Lord.

If the Holy Lord is compared to the emperor in your secular dynasty, then His Royal Highness the Holy Son is equivalent to the crown prince.

And the Ye Qingmei you know was just the personal maid of His Majesty the Saint Son when she was in the temple!

If she hadn't left the temple without permission and stolen the Saint's magic weapon, the 'Barrett Sniper Rifle', the temple wouldn't have sent messengers to hunt her down."

"hiss--"

After listening to Dian Wei's explanation, Emperor Qing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He didn't expect that Xiao Feng's background was so powerful.

Originally, Emperor Qing thought that Ye Qingmei was very powerful, as she was able to stir up trouble in the world by her own strength. However, it turned out that she was just Xiao Feng's maid.

As for the magic weapon "Barrett Sniper Rifle" mentioned by Dian Wei, it must be the magic weapon of heavenly thunder that killed two uncles of the king and made him afraid for many years.

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