In the Ancient God Institute, the most mysterious place was the Ancient Treasury.
Fang Chen's consciousness shrouded the Ancient Treasury and examined it carefully. He was surprised to find that there were many places that his consciousness could not detect. This discovery surprised him.
"What is this place?"
Fang Chen frowned and looked down.
The Immortal Academy of Creation was created by the Immortal Emperor himself. He had received the Immortal Emperor's inheritance and knew that the Immortal Emperor stood at the peak of the Chaotic Realm. He was the strongest Dominator and the first of all time.
It was understandable that he had Buddhist Super Powers, but he did not understand why Buddhism was placed in the Ancient God Institute.
"Is there something hidden here?"
Fang Chen murmured.
"The Ancient Treasury."
A voice came from the Immortal Scepter.
It was quite familiar with the Immortal Academy of Creation. However, due to the passage of time, its internal power had been greatly depleted, causing its grade to drop. It could not recover to its peak.
Now, it could only be regarded as a half-step Emperor, the same as the Hidden Star Sword.
Of course, there was another reason. Fang Chen's strength was not enough to fully activate the Immortal Scepter.
"What is the Ancient Treasury?" Fang Chen listened carefully.
"The Great Emperor used to have countless followers. They were all overlords with great strength.
The owner of the Ancient Treasury was the strongest Buddhist among the followers of the Great Emperor. He was called Monk Gu Zang. "
The Immortal Scepter said slowly, "Monk Gu Zang's achievements in Buddhism even amazed the Great Emperor. He thought that he was the most outstanding Buddhist in hundreds of millions of years.
The Great Emperor even said that Monk Gu Zang was the most likely person to become the Dominator.
Unfortunately … "
"Unfortunately what?"
"In the ancient Battle of Gods, Monk Gu Zang participated in the battle and died in the Ancient Treasury.
Before he died, he used Buddhist Super Powers and abandoned his physical body. He turned into a sarira and stayed here forever, "the Immortal Scepter said.
Hearing this, Fang Chen was a little stunned.
He did not expect that such an expert could die.
It seemed that the Battle of the Fallen Gods in the ancient times was truly tragic.
"What happened in the Battle of Gods?" Fang Chen asked.
The Immortal Scepter was silent.
After a long time, it sent a voice transmission, "The Great Emperor has erased a part of my memories regarding the Battle of Gods. I don't remember anything. I only know that the Battle of Gods was earth-shattering and almost destroyed the entire Primal Chaos Realm."
Hearing the Immortal Scepter's words, Fang Chen did not pursue the matter any further. "According to what you said, the will of the ancient monk is still in the ancient land, right?"
"He turned into a śarīra and became one with the entire Ancient Vault. After all these years, his will hasn't dispersed. He's probably waiting for a successor to appear." The Immortal Scepter said, "I've already sensed the aura of the monks. Let's go."
Under the guidance of the Immortal Scepter, Fang Chen took a step forward and easily tore through the seal of the Ancient Stash, arriving at the deepest part.
Boom!
As soon as Fang Chen appeared, he felt a majestic power coming from all directions.
"Not good."
Fang Chen exclaimed and forcefully activated the Chaotic Sword Body to resist the power.
At that moment, the Immortal Scepter appeared from Dark Cave Mountain and floated in the air, emitting a golden light. The runes on the scepter flickered and instantly locked down the entire space.
The vast and mighty power also came to an abrupt halt.
"Monk Gu Zang, how have you been?"
The voice of the Immortal Scepter was transmitted into the depths of the Ancient Stash.
Boom!
A majestic aura gushed out from the depths of the Ancient Stash.
At that moment, the entire Ancient Stash seemed to be trembling. The clear sky was covered by dark clouds.
A resplendent śarīra whizzed over from afar.
"You are … the Immortal Scepter?"
The voice of the monk came from the śarīra. He was very excited as he did not expect to see the Immortal Scepter here after so many eras.
"It's me. You've been like this all these years. Have you found a successor?" The Immortal Scepter was very familiar with the monk and asked directly.
Hearing that, the śarīra quieted down and fell into silence.
After a long while, the monk said, "After the battle back then, I knew that I wouldn't be able to live for long.
But I couldn't die, so I used a Buddhist skill to turn into a śarīra and sealed it forever. All these years, the Buddhist aura in the Ancient Stash has been disappearing too quickly. I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to find a successor.
But fortunately, I found a very suitable successor a few years ago. "
"Congratulations."
The Immortal Scepter congratulated.
"Master … is he still alive?"
When the monk asked this question, his voice was trembling.
The Immortal Emperor was his faith and his master.
"I don't know either."
The Immortal Scepter gave him an answer. If he knew, he wouldn't be like this.
The atmosphere was very heavy. The Immortal Scepter changed the topic, "Come with me. I'll bring you out of the Immortal Academy of Creation and help you find a way to revive."
The śarīra shook and the monk smiled bitterly, "You know my situation. Unless a miracle happens, there's no way I can revive."
The Immortal Scepter knew what miracle the monk was talking about.
He had used a great divine ability of the Buddhist Sect to seal himself. Only one day, an expert of the Buddhist Dao would be able to unseal himself and reassemble his śarīra with great means and willpower. Only then would he be able to be reborn.
"You've already found a successor. There's still hope," the Immortal Scepter said.
The monk was silent for a long time, then said slowly, "Fine, I'll leave with you for now. I'll do my best for this inheritance."
With that, the śarīra quickly came to the Immortal Scepter.
Whoosh!
The Immortal Scepter kept it in its inner world.
At the same time, the Immortal Scepter shot out a ray of light and entered Fang Chen's forehead.
Immediately, Fang Chen felt that he could see the entire Ancient Stash clearly with his Divine Will.
Fang Chen knew that this was the monk's method.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Chen checked with his Divine Will.
Suddenly, he found a familiar face.
"That's … Tian Xin?"
Fang Chen exclaimed. He didn't expect to meet his disciple here.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, Fang Chen tore through the void and came to Tian Xin's side.
"Tian Xin."
Fang Chen called out.
Tian Xin was cultivating a Buddhist skill. When he heard the call, he opened his eyes.
"Master?"
Tian Xin was stunned and then overjoyed.
The master and disciple talked for a while before they understood each other and laughed.
"Hahaha, I never imagined that the two of us, master and disciple, would be able to meet here," said Fang Chen with a smile.
"Yes, I guessed that with your strength, you should have entered the Immortal Academy of Creation. Unfortunately, I was too weak and didn't dare to run around," Tian Xin said.
When Fang Chen asked who had kidnapped the four of them, Tian Xin shook his head and said that he didn't know.
"Master, your clone was with us and was kidnapped by a black-robed old man. We don't know where exactly. He set up a space where time was accelerated and taught us how to cultivate.
After we succeeded, we left the mountain. "
Tian Xin said slowly.
Fang Chen nodded. He could vaguely sense the existence of his clone, but he couldn't sense its exact location.
He guessed that it was because of the isolation of the Immortal Academy of Creation. It would be fine after they left.
"It's good that you're fine."
Fang Chen smiled. "By the way, I see a Buddhist aura on you. Are you the inheritor that Gu Zang's monk mentioned?"
Speaking of Gu Zang's monk, Tian Xin smiled bitterly.
He didn't want to agree, but Gu Zang's monk forced him. In the end, he had no choice but to agree.
"Gu Zang's monk said that your Buddhist potential is number one in all of history?" Fang Chen was a little surprised.
He knew his disciple well enough, but he didn't realize that he had Buddhist potential.
"Maybe Gu Zang's monk knows more about Buddhism than me," Fang Chen said. At the same time, he was happy for Tian Xin.
"Cultivate well. If you succeed in your cultivation, help Gu Zang's monk be reborn."
Tian Xin nodded.
"Although the old man is very strict with me, I know that he treats me well. One day, I will cultivate a Buddhist skill and help him be reborn."
In Gu Zang, the master and disciple met again after a long time and chatted for a long time.
Tian Xin's growth was unexpected, but reasonable.
Fang Chen took out the Soul Tempering Wine that Wine Sage Lu Xingxing gave him and drank with Tian Xin.
They wouldn't go home until they were drunk.
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