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Chapter 134 The Doors That Won't Open
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2022-07-04 20:20:37The ear-piercing sound of door-knocking reverberated throughout the Boiled Snow Temple.
The sound traveled far in the dead of the night, passing through the temple doors to reach the three halls, all the way to the Hall of Great Strength. Naturally, the Buddhist cultivators inside heard the sound but their abbot had just issued a handwritten decree that the temple would be closed for ten years and that no one was allowed to leave or enter.
The knocking continued for a while before finally stopping.
The female disciples of the Pavilion of Wind and Thunder looked flabbergasted. "Could the monks of the Boiled Snow Temple be deaf? Even if they're dead asleep, how could the noise not wake them?"
"Senior Sister, could the monks be in meditation?" Qian Shuheng guessed.
"It's not like they're meditating behind closed doors. Their ears still function! Do you screen out all noise when you meditate?" his Senior Sister retort
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