Dragon's Origin

Chapter 142: Everyone is Satisfied (Part 1)

Wang Sheng had always known that the old Taoist priest Ling Xu definitely had a deep connection with the Old Lord Temple, and there was a high possibility that he was a member of the Old Lord Temple. However, when dozens of Taoists, both old and young, dressed in gorgeous robes, led by a dignified and imposing Taoist who looked every bit like the abbot of the Old Lord Temple, bowed deeply to the old Taoist and exclaimed, "Greetings, Grandmaster," Wang Sheng was taken aback.

The old Taoist was actually the grandmaster of the current abbot of the Old Lord Temple? Wait, the abbot called him Grandmaster, the little Taoist Wu Chen also called him Grandmaster, and that little Taoist called the abbot Master. What kind of seniority was this?

People who were only one generation apart all called him Grandmaster, indicating that the seniority difference between the Grandmaster and them was definitely not three or five generations, at least skipping the generations of great-great-grandfather, great-grandfather, and ancestral master. What exactly was the old Taoist's seniority? How old was he really?

Not daring to say anything else, based on the lifespans of these cultivation experts, the old Taoist Ling Xu would have to be at least one hundred seventy or eighty years old to be worthy of being called their grandmaster.

How could such a respected and high-ranking old Taoist live alone and slovenly in that small Taoist temple in a small village? No matter how badly he was doing, he could rely on his seniority to enjoy offerings in all the Old Lord Temples in the world! What was he doing out of the Old Lord Temple? Could it be, as he said, that he couldn't stand those Taoists who weren't pure and inactive enough?

With the people from the Old Lord Temple here, Wang Sheng naturally didn't need to work so hard anymore. The old Taoist Ling Xu pointed to the giant pillar in the river and said one sentence: "Remove the outer layer of skin." Then, the Taoists from the Old Lord Temple organized thousands of craftsmen to start working, without saying a word of nonsense.

"Old Taoist, I was thinking of building a Taoist temple for you here, using the stone from the outer layer," Wang Sheng hurriedly reminded him, seeing that the people from the Old Lord Temple seemed to be quickly and violently breaking open the foot-and-a-half-thick cliff wall, lest they waste the stone. Although Wang Sheng himself had wasted countless stones dug out from the inside when he was carving.

Wang Sheng's disrespectful address of "Old Taoist" directly angered the group of Taoists from the Old Lord Temple. A stonemason who came from nowhere dared to call their Old Lord Temple's grandmaster "Old Taoist" so casually in front of them. Did he really think that their Old Lord Temple didn't exist?

Just as they were about to get angry, the old Taoist Ling Xu said another sentence: "What's it to you? Do what you're supposed to do and don't disturb me and my friend drinking."

The old Taoist's words directly left Wang Sheng speechless. This was simply blatant hatred-mongering. Fortunately, Wang Sheng was a magnanimous person. Anyway, he was friends with the old Taoist, what did his identity have to do with him? Drink when he should drink, eat meat when he should eat meat, and fart when he should fart.

In front of the abbot of the Old Lord Temple, the old Taoist directly said that he wanted to drink, which was unique. However, the abbot didn't say anything. He bowed to the old Taoist, then nodded and smiled at Wang Sheng, and began to arrange manpower.

However, to remove this outer skin, the abbot and the others had to know what was inside first. Therefore, a group of Taoists collectively climbed onto the giant pillar in the river, followed the stone path that Wang Sheng had already carved out, and walked all the way to the top. When they saw the giant statue inside, even though they were all knowledgeable and experienced, they were all dumbfounded on the spot.

The giant statue, more than three hundred meters high, was not one statue, but three, facing three directions respectively, utilizing almost the entire triangular rock.

Wang Sheng's initial design was three statues, not one statue of the Old Lord. Moreover, Wang Sheng had used a little ingenuity, integrating the Three Pure Ones statues from Earth into the image of the Old Lord in this world. Although it looked like the three forms of the Old Lord, Wang Sheng himself knew clearly that what he had carved was the Three Pure Ones giant statues.

Now, they could only look from top to bottom or from bottom to top, because the cliff walls blocked the direction, preventing them from seeing the full picture. But even so, standing on top of the giant pillar and looking at the almost heaven-reaching Old Lord statues, the Taoists of the Old Lord Temple, big and small, were all the more expectant in addition to being shocked, expecting how magnificent the complete statues would be after the cliff walls were removed.

"Start immediately," the current abbot forcefully suppressed his agitated thoughts and ordered in a deep voice: "Tell them to be careful and meticulous, and not to damage the inside in the slightest!"

"Yes!" A Taoist immediately responded and quickly arranged for the craftsmen.

"Abbot, what about Old Lord Mountain..." After waking up from his obsession, one of the abbot's senior brothers immediately whispered to the abbot to discuss: "Continue or stop?"

"Continue over there," the abbot was indeed a decisive figure, making a decision without even thinking: "These two sides are not contradictory, they are both situations that will promote the glory of my Old Lord Temple. It's just that the Grandmaster is taking action here, what's the difference?"

The worried senior brother thought about it and smiled dumbly. It was indeed the same principle. No matter how well it was done here, wouldn't it also be to promote the fame of the Old Lord Temple? He didn't need to compete with the Grandmaster for credit, and the Grandmaster probably didn't take this to heart, so what was there to worry about?

"Old Taoist, you're not righteous!" After the Taoists from the Old Lord Temple left to check the giant pillar in person, Wang Sheng said to the old Taoist Ling Xu, who was sitting opposite him drinking: "This time, I have offended everyone in the Old Lord Temple."

"You've created such a large-scale Old Lord statue for them, they're thanking you, how could they hate you?" The old Taoist Ling Xu sneered and said: "It's you, when I told you, the later requirements weren't like this, right?"

Earlier, the old Taoist had asked Wang Sheng to make a statue of the Old Lord to suppress the actions of the Old Lord Temple on Old Lord Mountain. Now it seemed that this goal had been achieved. However, later, the old Taoist was clearly dissatisfied with the actions of those Taoists in the Old Lord Temple, and asked Wang Sheng to refute them from the concept. Such a large Old Lord statue was clearly to help them, not to refute them.

"Old Taoist, I gave you three giant statues," Wang Sheng revealed the mystery at this time: "When those cliff walls are broken open, you will know."

"Oh? There are three?" The old Taoist Ling Xu had not expected that Wang Sheng had built not one giant statue on this giant pillar, but three, and he couldn't help but be surprised at this time. However, the old Taoist could hold his breath and didn't have to go up to see it now like the abbot and the others. He was waiting, waiting for the moment when he could see it completely at a glance.

"Three giant statues, and three couplets are also presented," Wang Sheng said all of his arrangements. The three corners of the triangle were transformed by Wang Sheng into three upright triangular prisms, and a complete couplet was engraved on each side of each giant statue: "When the time comes, take a look, I hope you won't be disappointed."

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