Chapter 597 – Murderous Aura (1/2)

Murderous Aura

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They were fast. The distance between the forest and Ran Feng monastery was a thousand miles, but it didn’t matter to them, as they couldreach it like blinking their eyes. As they moved nearer, Jiang Chen could see the summit of a mountain from afar, topped by a monastery. The size of the building was as expected, it is a small monastery.

The monastery was surrounded by mountains, the environment was magnificent, it is a good place for training. Places where the Buddha Sect is located always gave people a sense of harmony.

“Great Master Tyrant, that is Ran Feng Monastery, please follow me.”

Yuan Ming gestured in a polite way. Tyrant was young, but Yuan Ming didn’t attempt to belittle him, calling him Great Master. He was amazed by the pure Buddha light emitted by Tyrant.

“There are a total of thirty monks in Ran Feng Monastery. They are remote from mundane society and meditate here peacefully.”

Abbot Yuan Ming introduced his monastery to them. Although the monastery wasn’t big, it could fit in at least a few hundred monks. Thirty of them were too little. However, this was common because Buddha Sects were normally a minority in any province. Unlike the Great Lightning Tune Temple which was incomparable.

Tyrant nodded then they landed onto the monastery. There was an overhead bronze gate, topped by three words in gold colour, ‘Ran Feng Monastery.’

Tyrant held his palm to his other palm and bowed when he saw his master’s name, “Abbot, why do you call this monastery ‘Ran Feng monastery?’ I am from the Western Continent, and there is a Great Master there with the Dharma name ‘Ran Feng.’ Is it because there is a connection between Great Master Ran Feng and this monastery?”

When they heard Tyrant was from Western Continent, they were thrilled. They changed their view of him instantly.

“No wonder Great Master has such a pure Buddha light at such a young age. You are in fact a Great Master from the Western Continent. That’s right, the name is ‘Ran Feng Monastery’ because there is a connection between Great Master Ran Feng and this monastery. Great Master Tyrant, please, come in, I will explain them in detail.”

Abbot Yuan Ming said.

Tyrant had to find out the reason behind all of these, he was curious why they had named the monastery using his master’s Dharma name.

Jiang Chen was analysing the monastery, trying to distinguish the things that were special here, and finding out what was the possible connection with Great Master Ran Feng. Since Abbot Yuan Ming had mentioned that the name originated from him, there had to be some kind of connections, which made Jiang Chen interested.

The monastery was small but the big hall inside was grand. They sat on the empty chairs that were two rows facing each other. Tea was brewed for them.

“My name is Zuo Hui Shan, I originated from the Zuo family in Yuan Yang City. This monastery was non-existent forty years ago. At that time, there was an eminent monk from the Western Continent that saved my father when his life was endangered during his journey, his Dharma name was ‘Great Master Ran Feng’. After my father came back, he decided to build a monastery that had the statue of Great Master Ran Feng so that he and his disciples could worship him in the monastery. When I found this place, I knew that the monastery fitted here. Over the course of forty years, even though my father had passed away, Zuo family will always return here to worship him every year.”

Abbot Yuan Ming explained, describing every detail of the history as if there was nothing to hide, there was no secret.

“So this is how it is.”

Tyrant and Jiang Chen finally understood its root. It was because Great Master Ran Feng had done a good deed, and they were doing this as a return to repay his kind deeds.

“Forty years ago, I wasn’t born yet. My master was travelling around, therefore saving the head of the Zuo family was not uncommon.”

Tyrant recalled, he was an abandoned baby that was saved by his master during his travels. If it wasn’t for Great Master Ran Feng’s kindness, he wouldn’t exist. Now that he could travel this far in the Mysterious Domain and found a monastery named after his master’s Dharma name, he felt very proud of his master and himself.

“Abbot said that there is a statue of Great Master Ran Feng, right? Can you lead me to it?”

Tyrant asked. If there was a statue of his master, he had to at least give his master a few kowtows.

“Great Master, this way.”

Abbot Yuan Ming rose on his feet, and walked out of the big hall. There was another big hall behind the previous hall. This wasn’t as grand as the previous hall, with very little decorations in its surroundings, but there was a large statue in it. It was the statue of Great Master Ran Feng.

Jiang Chen and Tyrant stepped into the hall and saw a large statue of ten feet tall, wearing an ancient yellow robe on its body. One of its hands was placed upright in front of its chest and it had a peaceful facial expression, it also had a white beard that made the statue to look like the real Great Master Ran Feng.

“Master.”

Tyrant called out for his master. He strode to the statue and knelt down, creating a puffing sound. He gently made three kowtows before standing up. Immediately, he felt a good impression for Zuo family’s sincere intention and the exquisite craftsmanship for making this statue so real.

‘Master.’

Yuan Ming and Yuan Tong stood rooted to the ground after hearing it. Their facial expression changed, they weren’t foolish. Seeing how Tyrant worship the statue, could it be…he is the disciple of Great Master Ran Feng?

Tyrant turned to Yuan Ming, “Abbott is right, I am Great Master Ran Feng’s disciple.”

“A high rank disciple of Great Master Ran Feng has arrived in our monastery. Until now, I haven’t witnessed the ability of Great Master Ran Feng, but now I have the chance to witness the power of his high rank disciple. I will have no more regrets.”

Abbot Yuan Ming was undoubtedly excited. He didn’t think that the young monk that he met was actually the disciple of his benefactor. Without a doubt, Yuan Ming was sure that only a superior being like Great Master Ran Feng could nurture a genius like Tyrant.

“Okay, I have given my kowtows to my master. I will come to visit often next time, but I can’t stay any longer as I have important matters on hand.”