The Sweetness of the Seventies-Chapter 1177 - 1146: Divine Dragon Temple

Qi Zhengmin had become pregnant, so the plan to visit the Divine Dragon Temple had to be carried out by He Tiantian alone with the children.

The construction of the Divine Dragon Temple was personally overseen by Cui Ying’s father, Cui Yong, who assessed it himself. Situated over two hundred meters high, it had a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps and the path twisted and turned nine times.

At every turn, a path extended out ten or more meters where either a small pavilion stood beside a large garden or, beside the pavilion, a fountain, and some unnameable, beautiful birds.

Each little scene was quite unique.

He Tiantian, full of curiosity, brought a camera to take photos of the children.

There was even a turn that extended directly into Peach Orchard.

"That’s Peach Orchard," Little Rotating Turtle whispered. She remembered that place; it used to have a Barrier Space where Snake King was cultivating and where he used to play.

"Yes, it brings back memories," He Tiantian said. "Are you thinking of the past?"

Little Rotating Turtle nodded, "Yes. By the way, Mom, could you take me to see where you dug me out, when you’re free?"

"Do you miss that place?" He Tiantian was surprised. "It’s just an ordinary river."

Little Rotating Turtle shook her head, "It’s not an ordinary river, it’s a river in Fuze Taoyuan County. Because of that river, the lands on both sides are fertile."

He Tiantian nodded, "Hmm, you’re right. Since you want to visit, I’ll take you there another day."

"Actually, I have another reason for wanting to go," Little Rotating Turtle said quietly. "I’ve been under Mom’s care every day, and I want to find something nice in the river to show my gratitude."

"Ah?" He Tiantian was taken aback, "What good things can there be in that river?"

"Of course, there are good things," Little Rotating Turtle insisted. "Although it’s just a branch of a canal and not as busy as the Grand Canal, quite a few ships pass by. There were many treasure ships that sank, and I remember seeing numerous silver ingots submerged in some places."

"Ah?" He Tiantian exclaimed in surprise, "Are there still treasure ships there? But we often explore the river, and if there were, we would have discovered them long ago."

Little Rotating Turtle smiled mysteriously, "There was once a group of notorious bandits who hijacked several treasure ships. These ships didn’t sink but were carried to smaller branches. Later, when they were pursued, the thieves couldn’t move the ships and had to sink them. Now, that area has turned into a wetland due to silt accumulation, and several ships are still there, filled with silver."

"So that’s how it is," He Tiantian realized, "But how can just the two of us carry them back? Moreover, we can’t really explain it. Besides, those antiques have been underwater so long, they would degrade when exposed to oxygen."

Little Rotating Turtle smiled and took out a pendant from around her neck.

Upon closer inspection, He Tiantian saw that it was a miniature turtle shell.

"This is my condensed Barrier Space," Little Rotating Turtle explained. "It’s quite large inside, so we can store things in it without worrying about oxygen corrosion."

"Then can you manage it all by yourself?" He Tiantian asked, "Why don’t you ask the Snake King if he is free? He could help you, so you don’t overexert yourself."

"Alright, I’ll contact Snake King tonight," Little Rotating Turtle smiled. Previously, those things were useless to her, but now that she was human, with needs for food, drink, and other essentials that required money, she felt embarrassed about spending the family’s money, as she wasn’t really a child.

Seeing Mom and little sister lagging behind, Huo Ruimin shouted from the front, "Mom, little sister, hurry up, Xiaosan has already reached the front."

Seeing this, He Tiantian hurriedly said, "Coming, Ruimin, tell your brother to stop running up the mountain, otherwise his legs will hurt tonight."

He Tiantian caught up with them and picked up Huo Xiaosan.

As for Little Rotating Turtle, she ran ahead with her brother and sister.

Huo Xiaosan was urgently crying out, but He Tiantian still didn’t let him go, insisting that a child is small and needs to take care of their legs.

Finally, after climbing for two hours, they reached the top of the mountain.

At Divine Dragon Temple, He Tiantian placed five yuan into the merit box, then obtained three incense sticks and went to offer them.

The children, too, followed and worshiped with a proper demeanor.

The Divine Dragon Temple was established because of the presence of the Snake King, who also played a part in He Tiantian’s rebirth through a twist of fate.

Here, He Tiantian was more devout than the average person.

Little Rotating Turtle was also grateful to the Snake King.

"Hehe, you’ve come," said Cui Heng, dressed in a Daoist robe, as he stepped out from inside.

He Tiantian was surprised, then smiled and said, "So it’s Professor Cui!"

This Cui Heng had many identities, at times an archaeology expert, at times a professor of archaeology, and at times an antiques trader...

Now he had become a Daoist priest!

"Hehe, I’m not a professor anymore, I’m a Daoist priest," said Cui Heng, "I am now the head of this place, practicing here!"

He Tiantian nodded and said, "The mountains and waters here are indeed suitable for cultivation."

"Since you are here, I’ll give you a tour," said Cui Heng, "Divine Dragon Temple is quite large, I’m afraid you might get lost."

"That would be great, Head Cui," He Tiantian smiled and said, "By the way, since you are the head, which sect are you heading now?"

"I’ve already picked a good name, Divine Dragon Sect," said Cui Heng proudly, "My senior brother has agreed, this is our Unfettered Sect’s branch in the mortal world."

"A sect with just one head wouldn’t do, right? Have you taken any disciples?" asked He Tiantian, curious and quite amused.

Cui Heng smiled and said, "Listen carefully!"

He Tiantian concentrated and heard, not far off, "Ha, ha, ha..."

It was the sound of children.

"Daoist priest, why are there so many children’s voices?" He Tiantian asked, "Sounds like at least seventy or eighty! Did you take that many disciples all at once...?"

"Not that many," said Cui Heng, "These are kids from down the mountain wanting to learn martial arts. I teach them some martial skills, and from them, I pick two or three with good potential to be disciples. When it comes to disciples, quality matters more than quantity."

"That makes sense," agreed He Tiantian, "After all, they are the ones to carry on the legacy. As for the others, learning some self-defense skills is enough."

"Yes, that’s what I planned. So every weekday afternoon after school, and also on weekend days, they come here to train," explained Cui Heng, "And I have to say, having these kids around makes things a lot more interesting, and the results are better than if I were to cultivate behind closed doors!"

"So Professor Cui is indeed born to be a teacher," praised He Tiantian, "We’ll go have a look too."

Huo Xiaosan had already gotten off his mother’s back and, following the sounds, ran over.

In one courtyard, many older boys were practicing martial arts, and Huo Xiaosan also joined in, shouting "Humph humph ha," and his movements were quite accurate, really looking the part.