"Is what Huiming said true, fellow cultivators?" Elder Tang Shi's face darkened as he looked at Shen Luo and Lu Huaming.
"Elder Tang Shi, you misunderstand. Golden Mountain Temple's Buddhist renown is known far and wide, and all under heaven revere it. How would the two of us dare disrupt your temple's Dharma assembly? We were merely entrusted to deliver this precious canopy to Elder Zheshi of your temple. That is why we did not hand it over to this purple-robed master earlier. We hope you will forgive us." Shen Luo's thoughts turned, and he spoke apologetically, deliberately raising his voice slightly.
The nearby worshippers heard him and turned to look, murmuring among themselves.
"Since you two fellow cultivators are delivering the precious canopy on someone's behalf, then please enter the temple. Huiming, go invite Elder Zheshi." Elder Tang Shi glanced at the worshippers nearby and spoke to Shen Luo and Lu Huaming.
"Thank you, Elder." Shen Luo offered his thanks, signaled Lu Huaming with his eyes, and the two followed Elder Tang Shi and the purple-robed martial monk into Golden Mountain Temple.
Beyond the temple gate lay an enormous square, its ground entirely paved with white jade that gleamed brilliantly, making anyone who looked upon it feel insignificant. Nine bronze cauldrons, each as tall as two people, stood in the center of the square in three rows of three. Wisps of blue smoke drifted from them, and the rich scent of sandalwood lingered thickly over the square without dispersing. This appeared to be the place where scriptures were usually expounded and the Dharma taught.
Not only was this square magnificent, but from here, the rest of Golden Mountain Temple also appeared grand and resplendent. The paths were all paved with white jade or green jade, while the temple halls