Chapter 486 Why does the war burn and why do the autumn leaves fall?
Wuchen Temple is the most important facility on the Wandering Island. Pandaren monks will receive strict training here, and they will be allowed to travel off the island only after they meet the standards of becoming a master.
At the same time, Wuchen Temple also shoulders the important task of managing the Pandaren residents of Wandering Island.
From the barrage's perspective, the smiling elders of Wuchen Temple do not look like high-level government officials who like to show off, but rather like enthusiastic aunts and uncles from the neighborhood committee.
[Actually, there is nothing wrong with saying that. The entire Lost Island only has a population of tens of thousands, which is not as large as the blocks managed by our subdistrict office...]
[It cannot be said that, the optimistic and cheerful life philosophy of the Pandaren is also at work. This is a valuable experience passed down from their ancestors in Pandaria. 】
Since the remaining will of Y'shaarj still affects the continent of Pandaria, the pandaren living in that land have long been accustomed to controlling their negative emotions.
They will try their best to show the good side, and the entire Pandaren society presents an optimistic atmosphere.
Once the negative emotions of a pandaren break out, some kind of strange creature lurking in the land of Pandaria will take the opportunity to resonate with them, luring the pandaren to be controlled by negative emotions, and thus fall.
Sound familiar?
Yes, this is one of the inherent routines of the ancient gods.
This strange and deformed creature is called Sha, and it is the poison left in Pandaria after the death of the ancient god Y'Shaarj.
The Wandering Isle Pandaren and Pandaria's Pandaren have the same roots, and have the same optimistic attitude towards life.
When people interact with each other with less hostility, more smiles, less hypocrisy, and more sincerity, the relationship between them will naturally become closer.
Sharlayan and Valeela were somewhat envious of the Pandaren's philosophy of life. Looking at these people who always faced life optimistically, they thought about the noble worms in Quel'Thalas who only knew how to live in a hustle and bustle...
"Tsk! Sure enough, comparison can be harmful."
Compared with mortals who plot against me and against you all day long, the life attitude of the Dragon Clan is more Buddhist, and there are not so many messy conspiracies.
...After all, many dragons spend most of their time sleeping in their lairs, and they don't care about anything if they don't interact with each other.
Just like Shang Xi, after learning the intention of the three people from Sarlayan, the elders of Wuchen Temple welcomed their arrival with smiles.
Under Shang Xi's arrangement, the three of them temporarily lived in a guest room temporarily arranged by Wuchen Temple.
A visitor came to Mizong Island, but it was the first time for the eldest girl to get on the sedan chair.
The elders gossiped among themselves and temporarily arranged a room in the temple.
Yes, a set of rooms, three people living in one room.
"ha……"
Sarlayan slapped his forehead helplessly: "I asked Master Shang Xi why he kept asking about our relationship. It turns out he is waiting here."
Fortunately, there is a bed for the three of them in this room, so they don't have to squeeze together awkwardly.
It was already dusk when Sarlayan and others arrived at Wandering Island, and after experiencing some twists and turns, the moon was already in the sky when they settled down at Wuchen Temple.
Sarlayan really wanted to climb the high tower of Wuchen Temple and overlook the scenery of Wandering Island, but unfortunately he could only wait until tomorrow morning.
"Ha~"
Valeela was the first to yawn and climb onto the bed, lazily waving her hands to Sharlayan and Stellagosa.
"Night owls, I'm going to bed first, good night..."
"Huh~"
Listening to Valeera's even breathing, Stellagosa spread her hands in confusion.
"Sleep in seconds? I really envy her sleep quality."
The energy of dragons is relatively strong, and even after falling asleep, they spend most of their time dreaming. It is difficult for them to sleep until dawn like Valeera, which can be considered a gain and a loss.
After pulling up the quilt for Valeera, Stellagosa turned back to look at Sharlayan.
"What about you? Go to bed now? Or wait a little longer?"
"Um……"
Salayan looked out the window thoughtfully. The night on Wandering Island was peaceful and peaceful, with almost no smoke. Salayan, who had been busy for a long time, felt the desire to relax and enjoy himself.
"Go to bed early. Let's take a good tour of Wandering Island tomorrow and visit Cheng Bo's family."
'Just in time, I want to see if the legendary Old Chen has three heads and six arms.'
…
Early the next morning, the three people who were accustomed to getting up early had already finished washing before Master Shangxi sent someone to knock on the door.
"Drink! Ha!"
There were sounds of shouting and drinking in the square outside Wuchen Temple, and the three Saryans who were enjoying breakfast looked out the window curiously.
Dozens of young pandaren monks lined up in a neat queue, punching and stretching their legs under the guidance of a monk master, and started their day's work early.
Seeing this scene, Valeera rolled her eyes unconsciously.
"Look at these hard-working pandaren, and then think about the decadent nobles in Quel'Thalas who have such chaotic schedules that they can sleep until noon...my blood pressure is rising."
Sarlayan shook his head in a funny way: "The Wandering Island is isolated from the world and drifts on the sea all year round. There are not so many disturbances from the outside world."
"They don't need to worry about territorial disputes or world events. They live freely."
"However... living in this turbulent world, who can truly stay out of it?"
"If the Burning Legion invades in a large scale, do you think they will let go of the Wandering Island wandering in the middle of the sea?"
"……Won't."
Sarlayan shrugged: "Then it's over. In the final analysis, the reason why the Wandering Island can maintain its current tranquility is simply because there are people in front to help them bear the pressure."
"When it comes to the life and death of Azeroth, I believe these pandaren will bravely step out of their comfort zone and do their part for their own world."
"well said!"
Shang Xi clapped his hands and walked in from the door: "Although Wizong Island is secluded from the world, it does not mean that we are afraid of trouble."
"Pandas have their own philosophy of survival. We will not take the initiative to cause trouble, but if someone wants to destroy the home we rely on for a living, pandas who like to live a peaceful life will inevitably rise up and resist until death."
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【Why do wars burn, why do autumn leaves fall? Nature cannot be taken away.】
[Holy shit, the classic opening lines of the Pandaren version.]
[As a matter of fact, this line is translated very well.]
Salay was stunned for a moment: "These two sentences are very artistic. What is the full text?"
[We are also confused in our hearts, who can hold the angry fist?]
[Protect the country and punish the evildoers, and Taoism will naturally eliminate inner demons.]
【The war is endless and the disasters are endless, so why should we fight?】
When Sarlayan was recalling this line of dialogue, Shang Xi smiled and stretched out his hand to signal to the door: "You three, please come with me."
"Today, I will lead three distinguished guests to visit the Wandering Island. I will also explain in detail the causes and consequences of Shenzhenzi's sleep."
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For other countries that are constantly at war, the Wandering Island is like a paradise.
This place is far away from disputes, peaceful and joyful. The only worries are caused by the troubles caused by hozens and rabbit monsters.
Wuchen Temple is located in the very center of Mizong Island. Standing on the top of the Wuchen Temple Tower, Sarlayan and others can overlook the magnificent scenery of the entire Mizong Island.
Because it is a miniature settlement built on the backs of sea turtles, the landscape of Wizong Island is relatively flat with few rolling hills.
The residential areas of the people are mainly concentrated in the northwest area of the island, farmland and breweries are located in the southeast, and the mist-shrouded Sorrow Forest lies to the south.
The location where the turtle Bobo landed is located in the west and north of the island, very close to the residential area.
The most important west part of the island is where the head of the sleeping Shenzhenzi is located, adjacent to the Zen Staff Forest where the elders of the past dynasties have been seated.
According to Shang Xi, each generation of elders on Wizong Island will have their own Zen staff. When their lives are about to come to an end, they will take the initiative to sit in the Zen staff forest.
Before dying, the elder will insert his Zen staff into the ground. As time goes by, these Zen staffs will gradually grow into towering trees, watching over the Lost Island forever.
During the tour on the island, the three of Sarlayan saw with their own eyes the naughty rabbit demon and the hozen who liked to play pranks, and also got to know many residents of the island.
The old owner of Qihan Winery learned that Master Shangxi was visiting with several foreign guests, and warmly invited the four of them to taste the newly brewed wine this season.
After that, Sarlayan and others went all the way to Morning Breath Village in the northwest, and through Cheng Bo's introduction, they met the members of the Stormstout family living here. As they wished, Danmaku met the legendary Old Chen.
"emmmmm..."
Looking at the restless young pandaren in front of him, Sarlayan could clearly see in his eyes his intention to leave the Wandering Island and cause trouble everywhere.
"Boom!"
"Ouch!"
Sharlayan could see it, and Shang Xi, who was more familiar with his apprentice, could also see through it at a glance. He hit Chen Stormstout on the head with his Zen staff angrily.
"Chen! Have you forgotten my warning? You are not ready to travel yet!"
The young Chen drooped his panda ears and responded in a frustrated voice: "It's...Master Shang Xi."
Seeing Chen's still smart eyes with his head lowered, Sarlayan's mouth twitched: 'Can this curious little guy... really become the representative hero of the Pandaren in the future?'