Thinking of treading the waves, the first thing Jiang Chen did was to take out the Heavenly Saint Sword. He discovered that Tan Lang was sitting cross-legged inside the Heavenly Saint Sword's space, completely immersed in cultivation. Faint lightning bolts were still flickering on his body, looking very mystical. It seemed like Tan Lang hadn't been resting or going crazy from the suffocation. He had been adjusting his injuries.
"Tan Lang, come out."
Jiang Chen sent a divine sense to Tan Lang, and at the same time, he opened up the Heavenly Saint Sword's space. Hearing Jiang Chen's call, Tan Lang suddenly opened his eyes and walked out from the space. The first thing he saw was Jiang Chen was still alive, and his aura was very strong. A look of surprise immediately appeared on his face. These days, when Jiang Chen was in a coma, the Heavenly Saint Sword's space was completely sealed. Tan Lang had no idea what had happened outside. He only remembered that when he was undergoing his tribulation, Jiang Chen was besieged by the three great experts of the Shura Temple, and the odds were against him. But now, it seemed like Jiang Chen was completely fine.
"Jiang Chen, it's great that you're fine!"
Tan Lang said in a pleasantly surprised tone. Soon after, he sensed the situation in the hall, and noticed that there were two monks, an old man and a young man. Tan Lang was shocked. He didn't know the old monk, but he remembered this young monk very clearly. That day in the Chaotic Ocean, this guy stole the sarira and slaughtered the geniuses of the four major powers. This monk was truly the number one pirate in the Chaotic Ocean.
"Let me introduce you, this is Tyrant. You've met him before, so you can just call him Monk from now on. This is Great Master Ran Feng, Tyrant's master. We're currently in the Western Regions …"
Jiang Chen introduced Tyrant and Great Master Ran Feng to Tan Lang, and then used his divine sense to transmit everything that had happened during this period of time to Tan Lang. In fact, there wasn't much content in the transmission, because Jiang Chen had been in a coma all this time. He mainly explained the relationship between him and Tyrant.
"We've actually come to the Western Regions."
After listening to Jiang Chen, Tan Lang couldn't help but sigh. When he recalled what happened in the Liang Province, it felt like a lifetime had passed. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would become friends with the number one pirate in the Chaotic Ocean. As for Great Master Ran Feng, Jiang Chen didn't mention his cultivation, so Tan Lang naturally couldn't sense it. He only felt that this monk in front was an unfathomable and unfathomable; at least, he was much stronger than Tyrant. Otherwise, he wouldn't be his's master.
The faraway Western Regions, the Kingdom of Buddhism. Tan Lang had never been to this place before. When he recalled what he had gone through in the Shura Temple, Tan Lang couldn't help but feel upset, especially when he recalled the suffering he had to endure in the Freezing Hell Jail. As a disciple of the Shura Temple, it was even more unbearable for him.
Tan Lang would never have imagined that he, a disciple of the Shura Temple, would one day become the mortal enemy of his own sect. After listening to Jiang Chen's experience of escaping, coupled with Jiang Chen's temperament, Tan Lang was almost certain that Jiang Chen and the Shura Temple would become mortal enemies in the future, and there would be no possibility of reconciliation.
"Greetings, Great Master Ran Feng."
Tan Lang reacted and bowed deeply to Great Master Ran Feng. As a junior, he had the basic courtesy and respect for an eminent monk.
"This little friend's injuries aren't light either."
Great Master Ran Feng sized up Tan Lang and said.
"I'm seriously injured, and my life is hanging by a thread. If it wasn't for Brother Jiang's help in tempering my body with the lightning energy, I'm afraid I'd be a dead man by now. I've recovered quite a bit, at least I can move freely now. I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to fully restore my cultivation base."
Tan Lang smiled bitterly. Truth be told, he was already very satisfied to be able to stand here and talk in one piece. Ever since he was thrown into the Freezing Hell Jail, he never thought he would have a chance to live. Now, after forty days of recuperation in the Heavenly Saint Sword, his broken legs had recovered. However, his internal injuries were very serious, and it was undoubtedly impossible for him to fully restore his cultivation base.
"Your injuries are nothing compared to little friend Jiang's and Da Huang's. It's very easy for you to recover, you just need to …"
Before Great Master Ran Feng could finish his words, he suddenly frowned. After that, with a sway of his body, he vanished from the main hall. Tan Lang was shocked. This old monk's cultivation base was unfathomable. He was standing right in front of him, but he didn't see how the monk disappeared. Not even the void of the main hall shook. Even the master of the Shura Temple, Li Tianyang, couldn't achieve such a level of cultivation base.
"Ran Feng, your old friend is here again."
Just as Great Master Ran Feng disappeared, a deep and resounding voice was heard from outside the Greenlotus Mountain. It seemed like the reason why Great Master Ran Feng suddenly disappeared was because he sensed the arrival of someone.
Jiang Chen could tell from the voice and the Qi that this person's cultivation base wasn't any weaker than Great Master Ran Feng. Surprisingly, he was also a Ninth Grade Minor Saint.
"It's the people of the Great Lightning Tune Temple."
Tyrant said.
"Do the people of the Great Lightning Tune Temple come here often?"
Jiang Chen asked. The voice said that he was here again, so it wasn't his first time here.
"I heard that the Great Lightning Tune Temple of the Western Domain is the holy land of Buddha Sect. Their strength is unfathomable. Even the big families of the Pure Land of the Divine Continent aren't willing to provoke them."
Tan Lang was shocked. The Great Lightning Tune Temple was a major power that dominated a big domain. It was located at the peak of the Divine Continent. It wasn't something that a small power like the Shura Temple could compare with.
"For the past few years, the people of the Great Lightning Tune Temple have been coming here often to invite master to join them. They even promised a lot of benefits, but master rejected all of them. He has no interest in the Great Lightning Tune Temple. He just wants to protect this place because this is the place left behind by the ancestors."
Tyrant said, his eyes fell on Ancestor Greenlotus.
"Let's go out and have a look."
Jiang Chen said.
"No. Every time master meets the people of the Great Lightning Tune Temple, he will send me away. Even if we go out, as long as master doesn't allow us to, we won't be able to hear anything even if we stand in front of them."
Tyrant shook his head.
Jiang Chen furrowed his brows. He felt that Great Master Ran Feng's behavior had become even weirder. The Great Leiyin Temple was a holy land of Buddhism, a supreme existence. How could they do something so shameful? Great Master Ran Feng treated Tyrant like a teacher and a father, and Jiang Chen could feel the extraordinary care and expectation he had for Tyrant from Great Master Ran Feng. However, he didn't tell Tyrant anything about Ancestor Greenlotus or the relationship between him and the Great Leiyin Temple.
Jiang Chen guessed that there must be a reason why the Great Leiyin Temple kept coming to Greenlotus Mountain to invite Great Master Ran Feng. If not, with the existence of the Great Leiyin Temple, although a Ninth Grade Minor Saint was very precious, the Great Leiyin Temple wouldn't care too much about it.
What Tyrant said was right. With the cultivation of Great Master Ran Feng and the newcomer, as long as they didn't want to, Tyrant wouldn't be able to hear their conversation even if he was standing right next to them. However, it didn't mean that Jiang Chen couldn't. The miraculous power of the Great Soul Derivation Technique was far beyond anyone's imagination.
Jiang Chen secretly circulated the Great Soul Derivation Technique. His soul force permeated out soundlessly and enveloped the entire Greenlotus Mountain. Under Jiang Chen's perception, two monks were standing opposite each other at the highest point of Greenlotus Mountain. One of them was Great Master Ran Feng and the other was wearing a golden kasaya. He had a dignified appearance and an extraordinary bearing. His age seemed to be similar to Great Master Ran Feng and his cultivation was on par with Great Master Ran Feng. One look and anyone could tell that he was an eminent monk of the Great Lightning Tune Temple.
"Old friend Ran Feng, I haven't seen you for a few days. You look well."
The newcomer teased.
"Yuan Ji, if you are here to chat with me, I will welcome you. But if you are here to persuade me to join the Great Lightning Tune Temple, I suggest you leave as soon as possible."
Great Master Ran Feng said straightforwardly.
Upon hearing this, Great Master Yuan Ji's facial expression didn't change. Instead, there was a smile on his face. It was obvious that this wasn't the first time he had been rejected.
"Ran Feng, you are too stubborn. In the entire Western Regions, I'm afraid you are the only one who dares to reject the Great Lightning Tune Temple's invitation time and time again. I have come with great sincerity."
Yuan Ji said.
"You are just promising me a position in the Great Lightning Tune Temple. As a monk, I am not interested in such things. You and I don't have to beat around the bush and lose the nature of a Buddhist. The reason why the Great Lightning Tune Temple has invited me time and time again is because of the scripture left behind by my master."
Great Master Ran Feng said.
"Ancestor Greenlotus is the Supreme Buddha of the Buddhist Sect. He is the pride of our Buddhist Sect. That scripture is the strongest scripture in our Buddhist Sect. There is also the cultivation method of the Three Great Seals. These things should belong to the Great Lightning Tune Temple. If old friend Ran Feng is willing to contribute the scripture and the Three Great Seals to us, we might be able to recreate the glory of the Buddhist Sect."
Yuan Ji said.
"My master is still alive. I don't have the right to decide on his things. Besides, I don't have the scripture with me."
Ran Feng immediately refused.
"Ran Feng, I advise you to give up. Ancestor Greenlotus has become a thing of the past, just like the Greatest Saint in the past. No one can do anything about it. All these years, you have placed all your hopes on that little monk. However, even the Great Lightning Tune Temple couldn't do it. No matter how talented that little monk is, I'm afraid he won't be able to fulfill your wish."
Yuan Ji's tone was getting impatient. All these years, he had experienced Great Master Ran Feng's stubbornness.
"The Great Lightning Tune Temple doesn't need to worry about the matters of Greenlotus Mountain."
Great Master Ran Feng's tone had also become aggressive. All these years, he had been harassed by the Great Lightning Tune Temple. He had long been sick of the Great Lightning Tune Temple.
"Ran Feng, I advise you to think about it carefully. It's better to rely on the Great Lightning Tune Temple to nurture that little monk. As long as you contribute the scripture to the Great Lightning Tune Temple, the Buddhist Sect will definitely become stronger again. It's not impossible for a second Ancestor Greenlotus to appear. If Ancestor Greenlotus wants to see the light of day again, relying on the Great Lightning Tune Temple is much more reliable than relying on that little monk."
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