Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 153: Surname Tu Ming Layer

"Hey, Brother Chao, this is Cube." Hanzi greeted with a silly smile.

"Hanzi, why are you here?" Yang Chao asked curiously.

"Aunt Mu saw that I was bored, so she asked me to learn blacksmithing from Uncle Jin."

"A blacksmith?" Yang Chao looked at Hanzi's figure and nodded in agreement, saying, "He is indeed a blacksmith's figure."

Then, he pointed to the workshop where the lost gold was and said, "Your uncle Jin is right there."

"I understand." Hanzi responded and ran towards the workshop happily.

Yang Chao turned to look at Little Cube, smiled like a bad uncle and said, "Little Cube, you see, your brother is about to become a craftsman and a forger."

"And if you want to become a forger, or even a refiner, you need a lot of ore to practice, so for your brother, work hard to learn ore knowledge."

Little Cube blinked his eyes, thought what Yang Chao said made sense, and nodded vigorously.

"Haha, good boy, come on..."

Yi Jin, who was playing with iron, suddenly felt his vision darken. He looked towards the shadow and saw Han Zi staring at the sledgehammer in his hand. He couldn't help but ask, "Han Zi, do you like sledgehammers?"

"It must feel great to smash iron with this sledgehammer." Hanzi answered the question irrelevantly.

"Wait, Hanzi, you came to the forge for something."

"Aunt Mu asked me to come." Hanzi repeated Wang Mu's words.

"Haha, it's a pity that you don't have a job as a blacksmith with your physique. Come, Uncle Jin will teach you how to be a blacksmith." Yi Jin was happy to have a good apprentice.

From then on, Hanzi became an iron-lifting man, and his life was extremely fulfilling, working hard and sweating profusely.

(Hobbies are the best teachers, of course, provided that they are not burdened by livelihood. Well, it’s three o’clock in the morning, time to go to bed, I still have to move bricks tomorrow. When I was young, I didn’t know the jade in books, and when I was old, I realized the hardship of moving bricks. Typing is also hard, because I can’t speak fluently, and I regret not having enough words when I need them.)

Just now, in the Taoist temple, Shang Liangshan, who had just finished his training, was strolling in the medicine garden. He was in the mood to recite a poem, but after thinking for a long time, he just couldn't remember a poem that was suitable for the occasion.

"This shouldn't be the case. After all, I received nine years of compulsory education in my previous life. I memorized a lot of poems and got spanked a lot. How could I not remember a poem that fits the occasion?"

Shang Liangshan questioned himself and fell into deep thought. Finally, he thought of a terrible possibility: his memory was being lost, no, to be more precise, he was being forgotten.

"The rules of the world? It seems that I have to advance to the seventh rank as soon as possible, reshape my spiritual body, and solidify my soul and preserve my memory."

Thinking of this, Shang Liangshan's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

The next second, he appeared in the Rock Peak Pavilion, lying on a chair basking in the sun.

…I can’t complain.

As Shang Liangshan left the Taoist temple, Xiaocao followed him, leading an old yellow shadow, to the white palace.

The result was a vain search. After a moment's thought, Xiaocao took the old Huangying with him, left the Taoist temple, fled to the rock peak, and found the owner who was basking in the sun in the pavilion.

"Master." Xiaocao greeted.

"This old man greets his master." The old yellow shadow knelt down and bowed.

Shang Liangshan raised his hand, looked at the old Huang Ying and said, "Although you have entered my spiritual sect, you are still my elder after all. From now on, you don't need to kneel down and worship me."

"I will follow your teachings." The old yellow shadow clasped his fists and said respectfully, his respect for Shang Liangshan reaching a new level.

"Do you have a name?"

"My surname is Tu and my given name is Ceng."

"Soil layer?" Shang Liangshan was stunned when he heard this. This name really fits the character he named it after.

He sat up straight, looked at the soil layer of the old soul and asked, "Old Tu, do you believe that there is a will of heaven in the dark?"

Upon hearing this, the soil layer replied respectfully, "Master, I believe it. Several decades ago, I should have vanished into thin air, but at the last moment, I met the fool with the body of an earth spirit, and I have been able to survive until now."

"Now I have received the master's grace and entered the Huawai Daochang to absorb the power of incense and vows to solidify my soul. The cube consumes spiritual power to help me condense my soul and transform."

"Combining all of the above, I believe that all of this is God's will."

"No." Shang Liangshan shook his head, took out a spirit body surrounded by yin energy and said, "This is the will of heaven."

"This is the body of an evil ghost. No, it's a refined spiritual body of Yin energy." Tuceng looked at the spiritual body surrounded by Yin energy in Shang Liangshan's hand with excitement on his face. He also understood what Shang Liangshan meant by God's will in the dark, because all this was too coincidental.

"Rather than saying it's God's will, it's better to say it's the master's kindness and foresight, otherwise it would have been refined away." Xiao Cao said as he looked at the soil layer.

"What the temple master said is true. The master was kind enough to spare my life, and had the foresight to refine my ghost body." The soil layer bowed deeply.

"Haha, the grass is getting more and more talkative." Shang Liangshan laughed heartily, threw the Yin Qi spirit body to the soil layer and said, "You follow the grass to the vicinity of the Mountain and River Seal and merge with the spirit body."

"Thank you for the gift, master." The earth spirit took over the Yin spirit body, suppressed his excitement, knelt down and kowtowed to Shang Liangshan, and then left with Xiaocao.

Shang Liangshan lay down and murmured, "With this layer of soil that has lived for hundreds of years, the implementation of the temple plan will be more rigorous, and the search for mineral veins can also be put on the agenda."

After saying this, he squinted his eyes and continued to bask in the sun.

However, just as he closed his eyes for a moment, Xiaoli came skipping over with Xiaomeng.

Shang Liangshan opened his eyes helplessly, looked at the two cute little guys and asked, "What's wrong with you two?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Xiaoli nodded repeatedly and said, "Master, Xiaomeng and I are going out for a while."

Shang Liangshan looked at Xiao Meng and asked, "Is the spiritual creature you marked about to be born?"

"Meow" Xiao Meng appeared and nodded.

"Be careful. By the way, after you get the spiritual object, go check on Heizi."

"Yes, meow." Xiaoli and Xiaomeng responded and skipped away.

After the two little guys left, Shang Liangshan suddenly remembered something. Xiaoli was out wandering, so who would preside over the incense-burning ceremony at the Forgotten Temple in the village? You know, the old patriarch was not there and Xiao Fangkuai was unreliable.

Thinking of this, he squinted his eyes and continued to bask in the sun, leaving Xiaocao to worry about the matter.

In the Huawai Taoist temple, Xiaocao, who had just come out of the center, received a message from his master. He was stunned for a moment, but quickly made a decision.

He escaped from the Taoist temple and found the relics in the boat yard. He told them that Xiaoli was away and the village temple needed someone to preside over the incense burning ceremony.

After hearing this, Yifeng said, "This is a simple matter. I will take Hanzi to preside over the incense burning ceremony tomorrow and let him learn. He will take over from now on."

"That's feasible. I'll go back then." Xiaocao nodded in agreement and disappeared underground.

"Heizi is not here, Xiaoli has also gone out, Xiaofangkuai is still young, and Xiaocao is busy with affairs. This should be the main reason why Liangshan left Lao Tuling behind. As expected, there must be a reason for everything." Yifeng murmured to himself and smiled happily.

If Shang Liangshan knew that Yifeng thought this way, he would definitely think, "Did I think so?" He would say, "The elder is right."