With their speed, the distance of a few thousand miles from the forest to Ran Feng Monastery was nothing. In a blink of an eye, they arrived at their destination. Even though they were still far away, Jiang Chen and the rest could see a monastery built on the peak of a mountain. It was just a small monastery.
The monastery was surrounded by mountains and the environment was elegant. It was a good place for meditation. Places of Buddhism always gave people a sense of peace and tranquility.
"Great Master Tyrant, Ran Feng Monastery is right in front.
Abbot Yuan Ming extended his hand and made an inviting gesture. Although Tyrant was very young, Abbot Yuan Ming did not dare to show the slightest bit of disrespect. He immediately addressed Tyrant as Great Master. After personally witnessing the purity of Tyrant's Buddhist Light, Yuan Ming was incomparably shocked.
"There are a total of thirty monks in Ran Feng Monastery. They stay away from worldly affairs and meditate here."
Abbot Yuan Ming introduced. Although the monastery was not big, it could at least accommodate a few hundred monks. However, there were only thirty of them, which was a little too little. However, the Buddhist sects were considered a minority in the various regions, so this was very normal. Compared to the Great Thunderclap Temple in the Western Region, this place was simply too weak.
Tyrant nodded. They descended from the sky and arrived outside the monastery. On the bronze door of the monastery, there were three golden words, Ran Feng Monastery.
Seeing his master's name, Tyrant immediately put his palms together and bowed. He then asked, "Abbot, I don't know why this monastery is called Ran Feng Monastery. I came from the Western Regions, where there is a Buddha whose Dharma name is Ran Feng. I wonder what is the relationship between this monastery and Great Master Ran Feng?"
Hearing that Tyrant came from the Western Regions and knew about Great Master Ran Feng, the two old monks were overjoyed. They looked at Tyrant in a different light.
"No wonder Great Master has such pure Dharma and cultivation at such a young age. So you are an eminent monk from the Western Regions. That's right, the reason why this monastery is called Ran Feng Monastery is indeed related to Great Master Ran Feng. Great Master Tyrant, please come in. I will explain everything in detail."
Abbot Yuan Ming said.
Hearing that the name of the monastery was related to his master, the Tyrant naturally wanted to find out more about it.
Jiang Chen looked around, but he couldn't see anything special about this temple. He couldn't think of any relationship between this temple and Great Master Ran Feng. However, since Abbot Yuan Ming said so, it must be related to Great Master Ran Feng. Jiang Chen was interested in the relationship.
Although the monastery was small, it had a majestic main hall. Inside the main hall, everyone sat facing each other, and a monk served tea.
"My name is Zuo Hui Shan, I am from the Zuo family in Yuan Yang City. This Ran Feng Monastery didn't exist, but a few decades ago, my father was in trouble when he was out. At the critical moment, an eminent monk from the Western Regions came to his rescue. That eminent monk was Great Master Ran Feng. After he returned, my father ordered the construction of this monastery and even made a statue of Great Master Ran Feng to be enshrined in this monastery. Coincidentally, I have long wanted to become a monk, so I came here to take care of this monastery. For the past few decades, even though my father has passed away, the Zuo family would still come to Ran Feng Monastery to pay their respects."
Abbot Yuan Ming said and told them about the origin of Ran Feng Monastery. This was not a secret in Yuan Yang City, so there was nothing to hide.
"I see."
Tyrant and Jiang Chen finally understood the origin of Ran Feng Monastery. It turned out that Great Master Ran Feng had done a good deed in the past and was rewarded with this.
"A few decades ago, I didn't exist yet. However, my master often traveled around the world and saved the head of the Zuo family. That's normal."
Tyrant thought to himself. He was an abandoned baby that Great Master Ran Feng picked up during his travels. If it wasn't for Great Master Ran Feng, he wouldn't be who he was today. Now that he was in his master's monastery in Xuanyu, Tyrant felt extremely proud of himself.
"Abbot, you mentioned that there is a statue of Great Master Ran Feng in this monastery. Can you bring me there?"
Tyrant asked. If there was a statue of his master here, it would be inappropriate if he didn't kowtow a few times.
"Great Master, this way please."
Abbot Yuan Ming stood up and walked towards the exit of the main hall. Behind the main hall, there was another hall. On the surface, it didn't seem to be inferior to the one in front. There was nothing in this hall except for a statue of Great Master Ran Feng.
After Jiang Chen and Tyrant entered the palace, they immediately saw a huge statue standing in front of them. The statue was over three meters tall, and it was wearing an ancient yellow robe. One of its hands was placed in front of its chest, and a white beard could be seen on its face. The statue looked lifelike, and it looked exactly like Great Master Ran Feng.
"Master."
Tyrant subconsciously cried out. He strode towards the statue and knelt down with a thud. He slowly kowtowed three times before standing up. He suddenly had a good impression of the Zuo family. The fact that they had made his master's statue so exquisitely showed that the Zuo family treated this matter very seriously.
Master?
Yuan Ming and Yuan Tong were stunned when they heard Tyrant call Great Master Ran Feng 'Master'. Their expressions changed. They weren't fools. Judging from Tyrant's respect towards the statue, could it be that this little monk was Great Master Ran Feng's disciple?
Tyrant turned to Yuan Ming and said, "Abbot, you're right. I am indeed Great Master Ran Feng's disciple."
"I didn't expect Great Master Ran Feng's disciple to be here. I couldn't see Great Master Ran Feng's face in my lifetime, but now I can see Great Master Ran Feng's disciple. I have no regrets."
Abbot Yuan Ming was extremely excited. He didn't expect that a little monk he met would be the disciple of his benefactor. He didn't doubt Tyrant's words at all. In his opinion, only an expert like Great Master Ran Feng could cultivate such an outstanding disciple.
"Alright, I've kowtowed to my master. I'll visit more often in the future. However, we still have important matters to attend to, so I won't be staying here any longer."
Tyrant said. He was relieved after knowing the origin of Ran Feng Monastery.
Abbot Yuan Ming's expression changed when he saw the monk was about to leave. He quickly said, "Great Master, you've come at the right time. Tomorrow is the day our Zuo family comes to pay our respects to Great Master Ran Feng. Why don't you stay for a day and leave after the ceremony? Our Zuo family can be a good host."
Tyrant turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen.
How could Jiang Chen not understand what Tyrant meant? He knew the relationship between Tyrant and Great Master Ran Feng too well. Immediately, he said, "We don't have to wait for today. It won't be too late for us to leave after the Zuo family's kneeling ceremony ends tomorrow."
"This benefactor is right. I still don't know benefactor's name," the young man said with a smile.
Grandmaster Yuan Ming looked at Jiang Chen with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He could already tell that Tyrant had to wait for Jiang Chen's permission to stay. This showed that this youth was the absolute leader of the group. Hence, he didn't dare to show any neglect to Tyrant.
"I'm Jiang Chen."
Jiang Chen said.
Anyone else would be shocked to hear the name Jiang Chen. What happened in Liang Province had spread throughout Xuanyu. Even in Yu Province, many people knew about Jiang Chen. Only people like Abbot Yuan Ming, who didn't care about worldly affairs, knew nothing about Jiang Chen.
"Benefactor Jiang Chen, Master Tyrant, the Zuo family has sent a message. Since the master is in seclusion, Miss will be coming tomorrow. Both of you can rest in this monastery today."
Abbot Yuan Ming said.
That night, under Abbot Yuan Ming's special arrangement, Jiang Chen and Tyrant were given a quiet and secluded courtyard. The courtyard was filled with flowers and plants, the environment was beautiful. The sun, moon, and stars could be seen when one looked up, and a cool breeze blew gently.
"I didn't expect to see my master's statue here. The Zuo family is grateful to have worshiped my master."
Tyrant said. He was quite satisfied with what the Zuo family had done.
"Damn monk, you've been pretending to be an eminent monk all day. Aren't you tired?"
Da Huang Dog approached Tyrant.
"Get lost! I am an eminent monk, okay? Didn't you hear the abbot call me Master? You damn dog, how dare you disrespect Master … Ouch … "
Before Tyrant could finish his words, Da Huang Dog bit his butt.
"Damn dog, let go. How dare you bite an eminent monk? You must be tired of living."
Tyrant continued to threaten, but Big Yellow refused to let go.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen walked to the side to look at the stars. There would be no end to these two's entanglement.
Sure enough, Tyrant and Da Huang Dog had been fighting for half an hour. Tyrant stared at Da Huang Dog angrily and said, "Damn dog, if this isn't a monastery, I will teach you a lesson. I am a Ninth Grade Combat King now."
Da Huang Dog didn't care about Tyrant's threat. He climbed onto a big green rock and went to sleep.
Not far away, Jiang Chen, who was looking at the starry sky, suddenly frowned. He used the Great Soul Derivation Technique and released his soul power. His eyes revealed two rays of cold light.
"There is a murderous aura."
Jiang Chen said coldly.
Tyrant's facial expression changed. Da Huang Dog, who was sleeping, crawled up from the big green rock.
"Little Chenzi, what did you say?"
Tyrant asked.
"I can feel a murderous aura around this monastery. Although it's well hidden, it can't escape my senses."
Jiang Chen said. Tyrant's senses weren't as good as Jiang Chen's. He didn't sense it before, but after listening to Jiang Chen's words, he used the Lotus Sutra and sensed it carefully. He also felt a faint murderous aura.
"This murderous aura doesn't seem to be directed at us."
Tyrant judged.
"If it's not directed at us, then it must be directed at the monastery."
Da Huang Dog said.
"Not necessarily. The monastery has existed for dozens of years. If someone wanted to deal with the monastery, he would have done it long ago. Why would he wait until now? There's no need to hide."
Jiang Chen's eyes sparkled. His wisdom was always the strongest.
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