Profound Yin Ancestor was also startled by the laughter outside. He stepped out of the Chan Room and asked, "True Person, what makes you laugh?"
Yin San waved a hand and said, "Nothing. I was only thinking that although that temple isn't this temple, after all the twists and turns, we still have to count on a temple to solve our problems. I found it amusing."
Profound Yin Ancestor could not understand what he meant and was about to ask more when the bells rang through the temple again. Hunger immediately stirred in his belly, and he forgot the matter.
By the rules of Fruitful Accomplishment Temple, food was served only after morning prayers ended each day.
Yin San declined the Old Ancestor's invitation and carried the scroll of Buddhist scripture into the Chan Room, where he resumed pondering his problem.
The Old Ancestor passed through the pine grove and the Pagoda Forest, past the treasured halls and narrow passageways, and arrived at the large kitchen in the front temple for breakfast.
The Discipline Hall had its own kitchen, but perhaps because he had spent some time stir-frying dishes in this large kitchen, the Old Ancestor was still accustomed to returning here to eat.
As for why he still ate every day, and occasionally even thought about eating people, his explanation to Yin San was that it was something to enjoy.
Forced by the Green Mountain Sword Formation to endure several hundred years underground, he had suffered damage to his cultivation, and his Demonic Embryo had gradually solidified. With no hope of ascension left in this life, he only wanted to spend his twilight years well.
Someone was arguing in the front temple's kitchen.
A fat monk held a steamed bun and angrily told the monk on duty, "I'm eating