Shenlang gave it some thought. Draconic Sea King was an eminent monk of Buddhism, so his sarira would surely have something to do with Buddhism. Taihuang walked the path of extreme offense, so he wasn't suited for Draconic Sea King's legacy. Although Taihuang had followed Shenlang for the longest time, Taihuang's path was different from Draconic Sea King's. Therefore, Draconic Sea King's sarira could only be given to One Page Book.
"Alright, I promise you. Tell me where Asura King is sealed, and I'll take the sarira with me as well."
Hearing Shenlang's agreement, Draconic Sea King's expression relaxed. As for giving Shenlang the sarira first, Draconic Sea King did not even think that Shenlang would go back on his word. After all, Shenlang was an Immortal, and Immortals always kept their word. Otherwise, Shenlang's Immortal status would be too worthless. If he went back on his word, Shenlang would never become an Immortal. Just the Heart Demon Thunder Calamity of an Immortal wasn't something he could survive.
Draconic Sea King's silhouette gradually faded, finally disappearing into the sky. All that was left was the sarira that was emitting a Buddhist glow, quietly floating above the platform.
Shen Lang gently extended his hand and the Dragon Sea Wisdom Monarch's relic flew into his hand.
Shenlang put away the sarira, turned around, and walked out.
Just as he stepped out of the door, Shenlang saw the abbot of Draconic Sea Temple standing there with a solemn expression. As if sensing something, the abbot gave Shenlang a deep bow.
Shenlang nodded his head slightly, following the abbot out of the pagoda.
Back in the main hall of Draconic Sea Temple, the abbot spoke with Shenlang and the rest for a while before Shenlang took his leave.
Outside Draconic Sea Temple, Shenlang turned around to look at One Page Book, "Eternal Dominion, your opportunity has arrived."
One Page Book's expression changed as she bowed deeply to Shenlang, "Thank you, Emperor."
Shenlang waved his hand slightly, "There's no need. Since you've followed me, I'll definitely fight for you if there's an opportunity."
Qin Xiangtian, who was beside Shenlang, heard Shenlang's words to One Page Book and sighed. Shenlang was indeed worthy of being. If Qin Heng were in his place, he might not be able to achieve what Shenlang had done.
Shen Lang wasn't in a hurry to let One Page Book break through. One Page Book still needed to cultivate for a period of time. He needed to recuperate his body to its peak and prepare for the Heavenly Tribulation.
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It was the Abbot of Longhai Temple who told Shenlang about the location of Fahua Temple. Shenlang followed the directions given by the Abbot of Longhai Temple and came here.
The reason Shenlang came back to West Ridge to look for Fahua Temple was because he guessed that there were traces of Buddha in Fahua Temple.
Buddha was a Progenitor of Elysium. According to Green Emperor, Buddha possessed something that could allow one to enter the Martial Boundary. Without that item, it would be very difficult for Shenlang to break through the boundary of the Martial Boundary. Therefore, Shenlang needed to find Buddha and obtain the certificate to enter the Martial Boundary.
Shenlang didn't know what kind of place the Martial Border was. Based on what the Green Sovereign had said, the Martial Border had the opportunity to break through to the Ancestor realm. However, Shenlang guessed that the Martial Border wasn't that simple. Even if it wasn't created by the Sovereign, it was still a wondrous place in the world.
Braving the sandstorm, Shenlang and company arrived in front of Fahua Monastery. Just as they arrived outside the monastery, Shenlang felt that Fahua Monastery was protected by a mysterious energy.
Upon sensing that energy, Qin Xiangtian explained, "Brother Shen, you felt it too, right?"
Shenlang nodded slightly. "Yes."
"This is the energy emitted by the divine weapon left behind by the supreme expert of Fahua Temple."
"It is said that the divine weapon left behind by the supreme expert of Fahua Temple is a supreme defensive divine weapon called the 'Heaven Bearing Bowl'. Back then, the Heaven Bearing Bowl was in the hands of the supreme expert of Fahua Temple. It was known as the 'Strongest Defense'. Even other supreme experts would find it difficult to break through his defense."
Shenlang's brows twitched as his interest was piqued. This supreme expert ancestor of Fahua Temple really had some foresight. Every supreme expert would make their weapons possess powerful offensive power to increase their own strength. However, when those supreme experts passed away, even if their descendants were able to wield those divine weapons, they wouldn't be able to unleash the full power of those divine weapons. However, it was different for defensive divine weapons. When those supreme experts' divine weapons couldn't unleash their full power, defensive divine weapons would definitely be more useful than offensive divine weapons.
Moreover, there was an even greater advantage to having a defensive divine weapon. That was, even if Fahua Temple didn't have any powerful experts to guard it, the Heaven Bearing Bowl could continue to pass on the legacy of Fahua Temple.
The mountain gate of Fahua Temple was different from that of Longhai Temple. Outside the mountain gate, there were Buddhist disciples who were receiving them. These Buddhist disciples were all wearing gray training clothes. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were skilled in martial arts.
As soon as Shenlang and the others arrived, several disciples of Fahua Temple came up to them.
"Benefactors, this humble monk greets you."
Won Jin-yang stepped forward and returned the greeting. "Young masters, this is my master. This time, we have come to your temple to seek an audience with your abbot. Please pass on the message."
The young monk of Fahua Temple glanced at Shenlang and the others. He felt that Shenlang and the others were not ordinary people. He did not dare to neglect them. Instead, he let another monk of Fahua Temple lead Shenlang and the others to the reception hall of Fahua Temple, while he ran into the mountain gate to pass on the message.
Shenlang and the others followed the monk of Fahua Temple all the way. As they walked in Fahua Temple and looked at the pavilions and terraces in Fahua Temple, Shenlang nodded slightly. Fahua Temple was indeed a sect passed down by a supreme expert. Just by looking at the layout and architecture of the temple, one could see that it was in accordance with Dharma and Logos. It made people unconsciously relax. As long as one was not too stupid, one would be able to achieve something if he stayed in the temple for a long time.
Just as Shenlang and the others followed the monk of Fahua Temple to the reception hall of Fahua Temple, a middle-aged monk in a yellow monk's robe, with a ring scar on his head, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a blood-red kasaya, suddenly passed by. When he saw Shenlang and the others, he suddenly called out to them.
"Qin Xiangtian, it's actually you. How dare a villain like you come to my Fahua Temple with your hands stained with blood?"
The monk's sudden angry shout made Shenlang and the others stop in their tracks.
"Ah, it's actually Uncle-Master Xuan Ming."
When the acolyte of Fahua Temple saw the middle-aged monk, his expression changed. He did not know what to do.
Gritting his teeth, the acolyte turned to Shenlang and the others and explained, "Benefactors, this is my …"
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