Chapter 677
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"Welcome, three distinguished guests from the Tang Empire." The monk with the golden crown bowed to the three of them. He had regained his composure.
Although the monk's expression had only changed for a moment, Shen Luo might not have noticed it in the past. But now, his eyesight was amazing. He saw all the changes in the monk's expression without missing anything.
"Why did this person look at me like that? Could it be that he knows me? "Shen Luo thought to himself.
He had never been to the Western Region before. If he had any enemies in the Western Region, it would be the yellow-faced monk in White County City. Could it be that the yellow-faced monk was related to the monk with the golden crown?
He had these thoughts but did not show it on his face. He returned the greeting with Chan 'er and Bai Xiaotian.
"You are too polite. May I know your Dharma names?" Bai Xiaotian asked.
"I am Longtan. This is Zen Master Bao Shan." The monk with the golden crown smiled.
"So it is Zen Master Longtan and Zen Master Bao Shan. Greetings." Bai Xiaotian smiled.
Bai Xiaotian and Chan 'er were both from the Zen Sect. They chatted harmoniously with the monks. Shen Luo did not know much about Buddhism, so he stood at the side and listened quietly.
Zen Master Longtan and Zen Master Bao Shan were here to welcome Chan 'er and the rest to the Mahayana Dharma Assembly. Therefore, they did not stay for long. After chatting for a while, they left.
Shen Luo watched them leave. His eyes flashed.
When they were talking, Zen Master Longtan did not look at him. But he could feel that he was observing him, as if to confirm something.
Chan 'er watched the monks leave. She was a little tired from the day's journey. She bid farewell to Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian and went to rest.
Bai Xiaotian was not tired. He was very interested in Crimson Valley City and wanted to tour the city.
Shen Luo stayed in the residence to ensure Chan 'er's safety. They had already agreed in private that they would take turns guarding Chan' er.
"Du Ke, are Zen Master Longtan and Zen Master Bao Shan from the Divine Lotus Altar?" Shen Luo asked Du Ke after giving him a large ingot of silver.
"Thank you, Senior! You guessed right, Zen Master Longtan and Zen Master Bao Shan are the left and right protectors of the Saint Lotus Spell Altar. Their positions are only below Zen Master Lin Da. "Du Ke's eyes widened when he saw the silver ingot.
"Since Zen Master Lin Da is in seclusion, are the two of them handling the daily affairs of the Divine Lotus Altar?" Shen Luo asked.
"Yes, it is said that Zen Master Longtan is in charge of external affairs, while Zen Master Baoshan is in charge of internal affairs of the Crimson Valley Headquarters." Although Du Ke found it strange that Shen Luo would ask such a question, the large ingot of silver made him tactfully not pursue the matter.
Shen Luo asked a few more questions about the Dragon Altar, the Treasure Mountain, and the Crimson Valley City, and Duke answered them one by one.
"By the way, Duke, have you heard of White County City?" Shen Luo pretended to ask casually.
"White County City? I know of it, it is a city at the border of our country. "Du Ke thought for a moment before answering.
"Is the Divine Lotus Spell Altar branch in White County City very close to Zen Master Longtan?" Shen Luo continued to ask.
"Senior Shen, you have asked the right person this question. The branch leader of White County City, La Mo, is Zen Master Longtan's nephew. This matter is very secretive and very few people know about it. I once worked in the Divine Lotus Spell Altar for a short period of time and heard of this by chance." Du Ke said excitedly.
Hearing this, Shen Luo revealed a trace of a smile on his face.
He then asked about the appearance of the La Mo that Duke had mentioned. It was the yellow-faced monk. He was finally sure that his guess was right. Zen Master Longtan already knew about what happened in White County, so he was hostile to him.
Seeing that Shen Luo did not ask any more questions, Du Ke tactfully retreated.
Shen Luo sat in the hall and his expression was uncertain. He was thinking about the current situation.
Zen Master Longtan was obviously hostile towards him and this Divine Lotus Spell Altar was very strange. He felt that there was something fishy about it. However, the thing that Chan 'er was looking for was in Crimson Valley City and he could not leave it no matter what. Fortunately, the Mahayana Spiritual Assembly was going to be held in Crimson Valley City and monks from the 36 countries of the Western Region would gather there. It would not be easy for Zen Master Longtan to make things difficult for him.
He did not think too much about it and formed a seal in the hall. He then took out the Jasper Gourd and formed a seal to refine it.
Now that the situation was delicate, it would be good to increase his strength.
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Zen Master Longtan left the post house and quickly returned to his residence in the Divine Lotus Spell Altar. It was a luxurious and majestic hall.
"Leave!" His face was cold as he shouted. The servants left in fear, and soon, he was the only one left in the room.
He paced back and forth in the room. Suddenly, he stopped and clapped his hands.
"Master, you were looking for me?" After a while, a handsome young monk in a white robe walked over.
"The person who took the Thousand-Year Snake Demon has been found." Longtan glanced at the white-robed monk and said calmly.
"Is that so? That's great. Who is he? I will go and capture him immediately and take back the Snake Demon! "The white-robed monk was overjoyed and said immediately.
"It's too late. He has already taken the gallbladder of the Thousand-Year Snake Demon," Longtan said.
"What? How dare he do that! Even a thousand cuts will not be enough to atone for his sins. " The white-robed monk was furious. His originally gentle face suddenly became vicious as if he had suddenly turned into an Asura ghost.
"Don't worry. The situation is not hopeless yet. That person only took the gallbladder and did not completely absorb it. The power of the gallbladder resides in his eyes. If we can take back his eyes, we can recover more than half of the power of the gallbladder." Zen Master Longtan waved his hand and said.
"That's good. If that's the case, let's quickly take action and dig out that thief's eyes." The white-robed monk said happily.
"If it was easy, I would have done it long ago. That thief is a few cultivators from the Tang of the East. They are here to participate in the Mahayana Spiritual Assembly. They are now staying at the Post House. There are many high monks from various countries gathered at the Post House. There are many people with high cultivation levels. It's not easy to take action. Send someone to monitor them day and night. They will definitely move around when they come to Crimson Valley City. Once they leave the Post House, inform me immediately. This is the portrait of this thief, "Zen Master Longtan said coldly and then took out a white jade. A figure appeared on it. It was Shen Luo.
"Yes." The white-robed monk took the jade and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." A golden light flashed in the room and a figure appeared out of thin air. It was Zen Master Baoshan.
"Baoshan, why are you not in your Baoshan Hall? What are you doing here?" Zen Master Longtan frowned and snorted unhappily.
"Altar Leader Lin Da has ordered us not to monitor the three cultivators of the East and not to do anything malicious to them." Zen Master Baoshan took out a golden jade talisman and said calmly.
When Zen Master Longtan saw the golden jade talisman, his expression changed and he quickly knelt on the ground.
The white-robed monk also knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head.
"Since Altar Leader Lin Da has ordered us, we naturally do not dare to disobey. However, if we delay any longer, I won't be able to retrieve the power of the snake gall … This …" Zen Master Longtan stammered.
"How dare you disobey Altar Leader Lin Da's orders!" Zen Master Baoshan said calmly.
"No, I don't dare to. I will do as you say." Zen Master Longtan's face was covered in a layer of cold sweat as he replied immediately.
Zen Master Baoshan snorted and kept the jade talisman. Then, he disappeared in a flash.
Zen Master Longtan and the white-robed monk stood up. Their expressions were ugly but they did not dare to say a word.
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