Seven Strings in Dreams

Chapter 122: Worry-free Life

They just wanted to make sure the young master was safe. They didn't want the young master to rescue them. With the young master's strength, it was impossible to do it in a short period of time. If he forcibly broke through the restriction, it would be too dangerous.

But if the young master knew the truth, he would probably save them!

The two of them are the legendary golden dragons, mythical beasts that can transform into humans. They were the master's left and right protectors back then, following the master through all the difficulties along the way.

They are a pair of twins, whether in human form or dragon body, they are exactly the same. Except for the master and mistress, few people can tell them apart.

The master spends every day with them and naturally discovers things that others cannot see, and the mistress is really smart, so smart that she is simply a genius.

Millions of years have passed, and their loyalty to their master has never wavered.

They were fixed here by their master. If their master had not turned them into stone statues and trapped them in the temple, they would have followed their master long ago.

They didn't know whether the master finally escaped or not, because before going to the appointment, the master terminated the contract between him and the two brothers.

The last order the master left for them was to wait for the young master to return and protect her for the rest of her life.

They could see that there was no spiritual power fluctuation on the young master, but he had the aura of the mistress. That aura was so weak that it could be ignored, but the two brothers still caught it.

Their mistress is also a powerful person. Back then, the master spent a lot of effort to win her over.

The mistress was decisive in killing people outside, but she was very kind to her own people. She just liked to tease them, her subordinates. The two of them were the first to bear the brunt of it and were often teased by the mistress.

The others were in a worse situation than them, so the mistress had already shown some mercy to them.

They only dared to mention the word "mistress" in private, as their mistress didn't like it at all.

Those things that happened back then are buried deep in their hearts, and not a single detail has been forgotten.

Today, Meng Xianyu suddenly appeared, and the two golden dragon statues cried for joy.

They couldn't control their emotions. After so many years, they had already given up hope, but they didn't expect that they would actually wait for the young master.

Now that the young master has returned, it won’t be long before they return to normal.

After some time, when they break through the restrictions, they will be able to complete the task assigned by their master.

In fact, the fastest way to break the restriction is for the young master to remove it himself, but there is no spiritual power fluctuation in the young master's body, obviously he has not yet practiced.

If you want to lift the restriction easily, you must at least cultivate the golden elixir.

Meng Xianyu has no foundation now. If she wants to become a Jindan cultivator, it will take at least ten to eight years!

Instead of waiting another ten or eight years, it would be better for the two brothers to find a solution themselves.

In fact, the master could have directly sealed them. If he had directly sealed the two brothers in the temple, they would have lived and died with the temple. They would have lost their freedom forever, which was equivalent to being sacrificed to the temple.

As long as the temple exists, they will exist forever, but they will become the guardian beasts of the temple and will never be able to leave.

In fact, for them, no matter what decision their master makes, they will have no complaints.

Eternal life and freedom are both available to them.

The master finally left them freedom, but set restrictions and made them stay in the temple to wait for their young master.

After the young master returns, the power of the ban will slowly weaken until it disappears completely.

However, it will take about a year for the ban to completely disappear.

Today, the young master has returned and the restrictions have been loosened, so the two brothers can shed tears.

The master had good intentions when he set up the ban.

Given the loyalty of these two brothers, even if their connection with them is cut off, they will still find ways to seek revenge and find out the truth.

But with their strength, it would be a waste to go and die. If there was no hope for revenge for the brothers, they would definitely follow their master, to the ends of the earth, without complaint.

The two brothers didn't know why the young master suddenly appeared, nor did they know what happened to the master. They didn't know whether the young master's appearance would be discovered by those enemies.

The Jinlong brothers' emotions fluctuated so much that they affected Meng Xianyu.

She always felt that she had overlooked something. She felt a little depressed and uncomfortable. She wanted to cry but couldn't. She didn't know why she wanted to cry, where she was, and why she suddenly felt wronged.

This feeling was really bad. But she couldn't cry and make a scene in someone else's territory. She looked up at the sky and held back her tears.

It took her a long time to feel better and adjust her mood, then she set off again.

The entire temple is magnificent and majestic everywhere, which makes people's blood boil!

Meng Xianyu didn't know which direction to go. The temple was quiet, as if there was no one around.

But the pavilions, towers, flowers, plants and trees around were all neat and tidy, as if they had just been cleaned.

Meng Xianyu could only stroll around the garden and appreciate the rare sight before her.

After a cup of tea, Meng Xianyu arrived at a large hall. On the plaque were written the words "Shangwu Hall". These three words were written in a vigorous and powerful way, and the person who wrote them must be a great calligrapher.

The Shangwu Hall was located in the center, with a small door on each side, which should lead to the inside. However, both small doors were locked, so if Meng Xianyu wanted to enter, she could only pass through the Shangwu Hall.

The door of the Shangwu Hall was slightly open and it was quiet inside.

Meng Xianyu thought about it, then she stood outside the door of Shangwu Hall and bowed respectfully.

Meng Xianyu: "Excuse me, is anyone here? My name is Meng Xianyu, I'm just passing by. I'd like to ask the host for some water to drink."

Meng Xianyu felt a little guilty. It seemed like this was how it was played in TV dramas.

Meng Xianyu felt that there was no one inside, but she hoped that someone would reply to her. Although the temple was beautiful, it lacked popularity, which was a pity.

Such beautiful scenery should be appreciated by someone. It would be a waste if it was just empty.

To keep the temple in perfect order, it would take at least hundreds or even thousands of slaves!

It really doesn't make sense that Meng Xianyu didn't meet anyone along the way.

If all this journey was an illusion, then how do we explain the carp jumping around in the lake?

There were so many sights along the way that Meng Xianyu was almost dazzled. If she hadn't been thinking about other people, she would have continued to walk around.

Meng Xianyu stood outside the hall and waited for a while, but there was no response.

Since no one responded, don't blame her for being unreasonable.

Meng Xianyu: "Excuse me! I'm coming in"

Meng Xianyu was afraid that there might be a master hidden in the dark. If there really was one, she hoped that they would let her, a small shrimp who had intruded, go. At least she had made her attitude clear. If the other party really didn't let her in, she could leave.

But if no one stops her, don't blame her for rushing around.

How could anyone stop her? The place was already deserted.

It was indeed a temple that Meng Xianyu entered, but the temple was no longer the one that was revered and admired by everyone.

Millions of years have passed, and all traces of the temple have long disappeared.

If Meng Xianyu's life had not been threatened, and the temple's protection mechanism had not been triggered at the critical moment of life and death, the temple would not have appeared at all, and Meng Xianyu's soul would not have entered the temple at all.

China's suffering is only to erase Meng Xianyu's traces in China, so that she can return to her place and let her return to the world where she should live.

Therefore, it was completely understandable that she fell into the water in China.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth that Monk summoned using the altar was extremely powerful. The altar and the temple were inextricably linked.

The altar can feel Meng Xianyu's presence, and the temple can feel it as well.

Meng Xianyu is the key that triggers the appearance of the temple.

As for the others, they were truly in a coma. Monk had exhausted all his strength and would not be able to wake up in a short period of time. It would probably take three or five more people to wake up the others.

Only Meng Xianyu is unique. She came to the legendary temple and was recognized by the temple. She has an inextricable connection with the temple and the altar.

Meng Xianyu didn't know all this as she boldly stepped into the Shangwu Hall.

The most attractive things in the hall are the three imperial chairs, which are even more magnificent than the dragon chairs in the imperial palace.

One is located in the center, obviously larger than the other two, with more complex patterns. The other two are not inferior, but they are placed in a very thoughtful way, obviously to set off the emperor chair in the middle.

I don’t know what kind of hero is worthy of sitting on these three imperial chairs.

In addition to the imperial chair, there are eight seats on each side. It seems that this Shangwu Hall is a reception room!

But who would call a place for receiving guests Shangwu Hall? Could it be that the owner is a murderer?

Meng Xianyu observed the hall carefully. The inside of the hall was just as clean as the outside, without a speck of dust.

There were various weapons placed on both sides of the hall, too numerous to count, most of which Meng Xianyu couldn't name.

It seems that the master really advocates the use of force!

Yes, if the owner of such a large temple was weak and incompetent, he would have been killed long ago. Maybe Shangwu was just a deterrent to the outside world.

Just like in China, many people have occupational diseases and professional fake smiles.

Meng Xianyu couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the owner of the temple. People in high places must have unspeakable sufferings.

I don't know why, but ever since arriving at this temple, Meng Xianyu has been feeling mixed emotions. In short, she is very emotional. Her emotions fluctuate so much that it takes her a long time to calm down.

Maybe I've been alone for too long and suddenly want to find someone to lean on.

She was unwilling to believe the man for the time being, and she didn't know where her good sister was, so she could only hug herself.

Emotions came and went, and Meng Xianyu's frail figure stood alone in the hall.