In the fasting hall, it seemed very silent and the atmosphere was a bit weird.
Only after a long time did Kong Lanyou put away the hint of a smile on his face and asked in a soft voice, “As I recall, you have a fiancée, it should be her. Right?”
“This is my privacy.”
Zhang Ruochen was not embarrassed and appeared frank.
Kong Lanyou nodded and said, “Since you don’t want to talk about it, then, I won’t ask. I will only ask one last question, if you are really the one from 800 years ago, since you came to the Central Region, why didn’t you go to your aunt’s tomb to pay your respects?”
Hearing these words, Zhang Ruochen’s heart ached slightly and his fingers could not help but squeeze a few points tighter.
Zhang Ruochen had long wanted to go to the Imperial Mausoleum and pay homage to his mother, only that he had delayed it because of the matter of the Underworld Sword Mound.
Kong Lanyou slowly stood up, her slender figure, appearing extremely perfect, her long white hair as beautiful as a sheep’s fat waterfall, gently swaying.
She took a step and travelled outside.
“You can continue to hide it, I won’t force you. However, I have to tell you that I’m going to my aunt’s mausoleum, sweep her grave, and keep watch there for three months. If, however, you are him, and you don’t go within three months. Even if he is still alive, I will consider him dead.”
When the last word fell, Kong Lanyou’s figure, completely disappeared from the Lenten Hall.
Zhang Ruochen was very clear that Kong Lanyou was forcing him, and was using his dead mother to force him, causing him to give in.
“That’s really a bit strong.”
Zhang Ruochen’s brows tightened as he closed his eyes, but in the end, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The mother’s tomb, Zhang Ruochen was definitely going there. Since he couldn’t avoid it, he could only face it openly.
After having breakfast, Zhang Ruochen met with Grandmaster Indra and talked about something about the Golden Dragon, and when he heard that the last dragon soul of the Golden Dragon had dissipated, Grandmaster Indra sighed.
The two of them walked along the stone path path of the Zen garden, and without realising it, they came to the bottom of the stone statue of the Buddha Emperor.
Master Indra folded his hands in a dignified appearance and respectfully bowed to the stone statue of Buddha Emperor, saying, “Scholar Zhang, the poor monk actually has a favour to ask.”
Zhang Ruochen bowed slightly and also bowed to the stone statue of the Buddha Emperor, saying, “I also have a matter to ask.”
Master Indra smiled faintly and said, “The poor monk no longer has anything to fear in this world, except for the word ’cause and effect’. Since we each have one thing to do, it’s just the right time to offset that share of karma.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “What is it that Master has to do, but you may as well say it.”
Grandmaster Indra said, “In the battle at the Underworld Sword Mound, the Poor Monk and the Holy Ancestor of the Hall of Brightness joined forces, and although they repelled the Qingtian Blood Emperor, however, they also meddled in the affairs of the Red Dust while exposing the location of the Sikong Zen Academy.”
“In the future, both the Poor Monk and the Sikong Zen Academy will definitely be involved into the chaotic world of strife, and it will be impossible for them to have the opportunity to purify themselves.”
“The poor monk has taken in a total of three disciples, and apart from the third disciple who is still young, the other two, however, have already had some achievements. Since the chaotic world has arrived, the two of them should also go out for some training.”
“Letting them leave the Zen Academy alone and go out to train, the poor monk is still a bit uneasy. If Scholar Zhang can bring them along, it would save the poor monk some worries.”
Zhang Ruochen was slightly taken aback and said, “Grandmaster is asking me to bring along Da Sikong and Er Sikong to go out for training?”
Grandmaster Indra nodded and said, “Being hidden in the world is a cultivation, and being in the world is also a cultivation. Only the rolling red dust can train their Buddhist hearts, making them go to the next level.”
The Second Sikong was a bit better, honest and mute, with a thick character, yet the Great Sikong was definitely not a peaceful monk.
Honestly speaking, Zhang Ruochen was very reluctant to do this favour.
Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment and said, “I can promise the Grandmaster to bring them into the world. However, I also ask that the Grandmaster grant me a request.”
“Please speak.”
Zhang Ruochen took out the Monstrous Sword and cupped it in his hands as he said, “Ten thousand years ago, the Human Race combined all their forces to defeat the Underworld King and sealed him in the fifteenth layer of the Underworld Dungeon. To open the fifteenth floor, six keys were necessary, and for each key, a holy sword.”
“Nowadays, five of those holy swords have already been taken away by the Cyan Heavenly Blood Emperor, leaving only this last monstrous sword, which is still in my hands.”
“Although the Cyan Heavenly Blood Emperor has retreated, he will surely come back with a vengeance. Next, there will surely be countless Immortal Blood Race powerhouses that will seek me out to seize the Monstrous Heavenly Sword.”
“With my cultivation nowadays, I really don’t have enough confidence to be able to protect the Monstrous Heavenly Sword. Therefore, I would like to temporarily place the Monstrous Heavenly Sword, in Grandmaster’s possession, and wait until the day I become a saint before retrieving it.”
With Grandmaster Indra’s status and experience, he surely knew the secrets about the Underworld King and the six holy swords as well, so Zhang Ruochen did not hide anything and told everything.
“Amitabha!”
Master Indra glanced towards the Monstrous Sword and let out a long sigh, “The poor monk knew that once he meddled in the affairs of the mundane world, he would surely be caught in the middle of the storm. Yet I didn’t want the trouble to come so quickly.”
Master Indra naturally understood how significant this holy sword was, and it could be said that today’s Monstrous Sword was definitely the hottest thing in the entire Kunlun Realm.
Anyone who caught it would also provoke a steady stream of killings.
“Just as well, perhaps everything was already predetermined when you stepped into the Sikong Zen Academy.”
Master Indra picked up the hilt of the Monstrous Sword and put it into his sleeve, saying, “It seems that the Sikong Zen Academy can no longer be stayed in, if you want to retrieve the Monstrous Sword, you can come to the Brahma Heavenly Dao in the Western Region to find the poor monk.”?Master Indra took out a green wood Buddha bead and put it into Zhang Ruochen’s palm, adding, “This Buddha bead, with some marvellous power, can conceal the aura on your body. It can avoid the Octagonal Saint Eyes of the Ministry of War, and it can also block the projections of the Immortal Blood Race’s Spirit Saint. At that time, when you come to the Brahma Heavenly Dao, you will also be able to rely on this one Buddha bead as a token to meet the poor monk.”
With this Buddha Bead, it was indeed able to save Zhang Ruochen a lot of trouble.
Subsequently, Grandmaster Indra called over the Grand Master and the Second Master, explaining that after they entered the world, they must follow Zhang Ruochen’s orders, and so on and so forth.
After the explanation was completed, Master Indra brought the youngest Sikong and left first, embarking on the road to the Western Region.
Leaving his master’s side for the first time, the Second Sikong appeared quite sad, with tears in his eyes, kneeling outside the Zen courtyard, not getting up for a long time.
On the contrary, it was Dasikong, who appeared quite excited and immediately returned to the Zen Courtyard, packing up all sorts of travelling gifts, filling ten large pockets in a row and not finishing them.
Zhang Ruochen was quite curious and asked, “What are all the things you packed?”
With a mysterious smile, Da Sikong opened one of the pockets set with a seal, and inside the pocket, there were actually two blood-red skeletons.
The two bones, as if they were carved from rubies, appeared crystal clear, and there was also a circle of holy light that surfaced on the surface of the bones.
“Holy bones.”Zhang Ruochen said.
Da Sikong said, “That’s right! Yesterday, that Mingtang Sacred Ancestor, who killed two Immortal Blood Race Saints, left behind two Sacred Bones. I heard from an incense burner who used to live in the Zen Garden that the sacred bones are treasures of immense value, and in the black market, they can be sold for astronomical prices. Therefore, last night, I entered the Blood Lake overnight and fished out the two holy bones.”
Immediately after that, Da Sikong opened several other pockets and displayed them to Zhang Ruochen. Some of the pockets were filled with various True Martial Treasures and Sacred Weapons that Dasikong had picked up, while some were filled with spirit medicines and spirit fruits.
In short, every single thing could be sold for a considerable price.
Zhang Ruochen picked up a six-foot-long green-coloured bone spur, which was divided into nineteen ranks, and covered its surface with densely-packed dragon patterns.
This was the Hollow Ether Blood General’s holy weapon, the Green Dragon Spur.
“What a powerful dragon qi.”
Squeezing the bone spur in his hand, there was a low dragon roar that entered into Zhang Ruochen’s ears.
In the bone spur, there should be a powerful dragon soul sealed, most likely, reaching to have reached the Saint level.
If Zhang Ruochen wanted to successfully cultivate the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, he had to refine the dragon and elephant souls, and now that there was a dragon soul right in front of him, he was certainly unwilling to let it go.
Anyway, Da Sikong was planning to take out the Green Dragon Spur and sell it, so it would be better for Zhang Ruochen to buy it first.
“Name a price, this one Green Dragon Spur is very important to me, I want to buy it.”Zhang Ruochen said.
The Dashekong immediately revealed an unhappy look and said, “There’s something out of the ordinary about Zhang Ruochen talking like this. If you fancy something, just take it. Of course …… don’t take too much.”
Zhang Ruochen smiled faintly and looked at the ten large pockets on the ground, and after thinking about it, he took out a spatial bracelet and handed it to Da Sikong, saying, “I have a spatial treasure that might be of some use to you.”
With that, Zhang Ruochen told Dasikong how to use the space bracelet.
“I was worried that there were too many things to take away, but I didn’t expect that Scholar Zhang would have such a divine treasure. Amitabha Buddha! Many thanks! Many thanks!”
Knowing the wonderful use of the space bracelet, Dasikong was ecstatic, so he dug out more than ten large pockets from a corner of the Zen garden. Each of the pockets, all of them were filled with genius treasures.
After packing up everything, Zhang Ruochen, Da Sikong, and Er Sikong, finally set foot on the road to enter the world of experience.
Originally, Zhang Ruochen had planned to make a trip to the Underworld Sword Mound to search for Ling Fei Yu’s whereabouts, and also wanted to take a look at the current situation of the Ancient Clan of Prison Suppression.
After careful thought, Zhang Ruochen shook his head again.
Although, the Cyan Sky Blood Emperor had already retreated, there were definitely still some Immortal Blood Race powerhouses hidden in the outskirts of the Underworld King Sword Mound.
Those Immortal Blood Clans did not know that Zhang Ruochen had already placed the Monstrous Sword with Grandmaster Indra, and were surely still searching for his whereabouts by all means.
Zhang Ruochen travelling to the Ancient Clan of Prison Suppression would undoubtedly expose his whereabouts.
Since this was the case, it would be better to just fade away and let the Ministry of War and the Immortal Blood Clan never find him again.
“Cultivator Zhang, where are we going?”Erskine asked.
Leaving his master’s side for the first time and travelling into the world, Erskine looked a little confused.
Zhang Ruochen said, “To the black market.”
Hearing this, Dasikong’s eyes instantly lit up, and his heart secretly appreciated Zhang Ruochen, “Monk Zhang is truly a good and understanding monk!”
He thought that Zhang Ruochen had set the first stop of his worldly cultivation in the black market because of him, but in fact, Zhang Ruochen had some purpose of his own in travelling to the black market.
