Jiang He and the others followed the head monk to a majestic temple, which was very empty. Aside from the three statues of Buddha, there were only a few prayer mats on the floor.
The other monks had already left by then, and there were only eight who had the right to enter the temple with the head monk.
"As expected of one of the Five Holy Grounds, the Diamond Sect is too powerful, isn't it? All eight of them are actually divine-tier … and the head monk's aura is similar to Wang Hou's — he is probably Void-tier, though there's no telling how much more strength the Diamond Sect is hiding. "
Jiang He's gaze swept past the group of monks before landing on the three statues of Buddha. After a few careful looks, he exclaimed in surprise, "Those three statues are …"
"They are the three ancestral masters of the Diamond Sect!"
Someone said, but Jiang He was puzzled. "Why would the ancestral masters of the Diamond Sect have human heads and tiger bodies? Could they be daemons? And … are your three ancestral masters triplets? "
The three Buddha statues, which were seven to eight meters tall, had the head of a tiger and the body of a human. Although their postures were different, their faces were exactly the same. One of the Buddha statues had a red robe, one had a white robe, and the last one had a black robe.
The group of head lamas were all looking at Jiang He unkindly, but Jiang He laughed and was completely unconcerned, saying, "I'm just asking a question. It's fine if you don't want to answer, but why are you looking at me like that?"
"Jiang He!"
Cheng Dongfeng cleared his throat and winked at Jiang He.
Jiang He understood what Cheng Dongfeng meant. The man was probably trying to tell him that he had said the wrong thing, and that calling the ancestral masters of the Diamond Sect a daemon was an affront in the first place.
Even so …
Jiang He wanted to offend them.
Although the Vajra Sect no longer had any enmity towards him after he used the modified version of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, the Vajra Sect had previously clamored about wiping his memories.
How could he tolerate that?
Ignoring the many monks' gazes, Jiang He pulled out a prayer mat and sat down, smiling, "Head monk, the Secret Realm would only open tomorrow, right?"
"Jiang He!"
One of the lamas could not take it anymore and barked angrily, "Mind your status."
They didn't dare to act so casually in front of the head monk.
Jiang He looked up at the one who spoke. It was the divine-conversion tier cultivator who had performed the Diamond Sect's Dragon-Elephant Prajna, and promptly smiled. "Head lama, mind your words. A mere divine-conversion tier cultivator dares to be insolent in front of me?"
"Impudent!"
The lama bellowed in rage, his divine-conversion tier aura instantly bursting out as he raised his palm to slap Jiang He.
Roar!
Jiang He raised his hand and punched out as well, the silhouette of a golden dragon roaring out of his palm to meet the divine-conversion elite's palm head-on.
With a squelch, the prayer mat beneath Jiang He's feet split apart, with even the floorboards cracking. On the other hand, the divine-conversion tier lama grunted and stumbled three steps backward.
A look of shock flashed over his tanned face as he stared at Jiang He in disbelief, unable to help exclaiming, "That's impossible! You're not rank-nine novice! There's no way a rank-nine novice could possess such overwhelming cultivation and power!"
He wanted to step forward again but was stopped by the head monk.
Furious, the monk turned and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Meanwhile, Jiang He pulled out another intact prayer mat and sat on it, smiling faintly. "The Diamond Sect is a Holy Ground of Buddhism, but I didn't expect their masters to be no different from us mortals. Still, I'm not afraid if you want to fight, masters!"
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Jiang He rose to his feet, a violent aura bursting out of his body. Six great suns rose to the skies behind him, Nature Qi encircling his body, starlight flickering over his body, and the roars of dragons and trumpeting of elephants could be heard.
He laughed out loud with utmost arrogance. "I've just reached rank-nine last night, and I'd like to test the Diamond Sect's methods today!"
"Insolence!"
Enraged, the Diamond Sect monks all released their auras.
That was when the head monk of the Diamond Sect suddenly took a step forward.
He had merely taken a single step, but …
There seemed to be a mystical power with that single step, dispersing the auras of the monks and Jiang He.
Glancing at the other monks, he said softly, "Stand down."
Though the many monks appeared reluctant, they respectfully left the temple. Before they left, some of them glared viciously at Jiang He, who replied with a cold smile. Fight if you're not happy. What are you looking at?
The head monk walked up to Jiang He and pulled out a prayer mat to sit on. He did not appear angered by Jiang He's antics, and instead smiled. "The Diamond Sect does indeed have three ancestral masters: the White Tiger-Clad Wisdom King, the Red Tiger-Clad Wisdom King, and the Black Tiger-Clad Wisdom King."
"The White Tiger-Clad Wisdom King delivers all life with kindness, granting them longevity, health, fortune, and blessings. He satisfies the prayers of all and fulfils the wishes of all."
"The Red Tiger-Clad Wisdom King delivers all life with the manifestation of tolerance and tolerance. He shines upon all life with the flame of First Wisdom, which illuminates the three thousand realms and transforms the delusion of all life into kindness, which in turn transforms wisdom and Bodhicitta."
The head monk's face was immeasurably old.
His beard and brows were all white, his face full of wrinkles, and he had even lost a few teeth. Still, he did not leak air when he spoke, and patiently explained, "The Black Tiger-Clad Wisdom King, on the other hand, delivers all life with ferocity. The Black Tiger-Clad Wisdom King purges all evil, demons, and phantoms of all life, and satisfies the wishes of all life, transforming the evil that destroys Buddhas and harms all life into kindness."
Jiang He smiled but said nothing.
After all that, aren't you three ancestral masters triplets?
Let's not talk about the fact that their names were differentiated by color and that they looked exactly the same … Tiger-Clad Wisdom King, the Buddha statue was a tiger's head and a human's body, was he not a monster?
Then, the head monk added, "Misters, you may enter the Secret Realm in the wee hours of the morning and cultivate for seven days. Someone would come and fetch you in the wee hours of the morning."
That answered Jiang He's question at the very beginning.
Jiang He glanced at his phone. It was not even ten yet, and the sky had just turned dark. There were still over two hours before dawn.
Then, he asked, "Head monk, the Diamond Sect has a long history and knows many secrets. I have a question for you!"
"Does the Era of Qi Refinists exist?"
The head monk nodded. "Qi Refinists and immortal cultivators did exist in the past, but the world changed drastically and immortal arts declined, and only then did martial arts flourish."
"Oh?"
Jiang He's gaze twitched and he pressed, "Does the Diamond Sect have any immortal arts?"
The head monk did a double take and could not help saying, "And here I was thinking that you would ask about the upheaval that caused immortal arts to decline, mister …"
"What happened?"
"I don't know."
"…"
Jiang He was speechless. What the hell are you talking about if you don't know?
The head monk smiled and said, "The Diamond Sect has a history of just over 1200 years. Martial arts flourished then, and immortal arts have long since declined. Moreover, the Diamond Sect only cultivates Buddhism and not immortal arts."
That made sense.
Immortal arts …
It must be Daoism.
Buddhists naturally cultivated the Buddhist path.
With the head monk's words, it was clear that the Diamond Sect had Buddhism legacies that could match immortal arts. Still, Jiang He was not interested in those things.
He did not want to be a monk, so why would he cultivate Buddhism?
"Head monk, does the Diamond Sect have Orirocks?"
"Yes!"
The head monk smiled. "The Diamond Sect does have Orirocks, but we don't have enough. Over the years, our disciples' cultivation expenses have long since depleted our sect's stash, and only the Secret Realm produces a hundred Orirocks every year."
Delighted, Jiang He rose to his feet and exclaimed, "Are you selling? I'll pay a high price! "
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