The Master of Ten Thousand Buddhas' face was as dark as water. At this time, he stopped denying it and snorted coldly: "Yes, this is all planned by our sect, but so what, this sect only puts the overall situation first!"
Speaking of this, he flicked his broad sleeves, and then hummed: "At that time, the mad dragon was indeed injured. Although it was not fatal, its foundation was damaged. If the Heaven-Suppressing Bowl was left in the hands of a useless person like him, wouldn't it be tantamount to
waste?"
"The Tianzhen Bowl is the treasure of our Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. It was borrowed by a Taoist ancestor tens of thousands of years ago. Now it has finally regained its divine light. Naturally, our sect cannot let such an important treasure be buried!"
Tang Feng stared at him closely and said word by word: "So, you just watched the mad dragon being seriously injured and didn't think of any way to treat him? You even took action and assassinated him. This is how you, the leader of the sect,
The style of the Lord?”
The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master snorted and seemed to be too lazy to answer.
Tang Feng gritted his teeth and said: "I thought it was strange at first. Logically speaking, even if the mad dragon is seriously injured, it will never be fatal with the Zhentian Bo to protect him. The reason why he died overnight must be you.
What this old bald donkey did!"
The leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect sneered: "So what if Zhentianbo protects the body? At that time, he was too seriously injured and could die at any time. Boy, I would like to advise you, this is the internal affairs of our Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, it is best not to interfere!"
Liu Tianxin, the leader of the Xuanwu Sect, frowned, stepped forward and whispered to Tang Feng: "Tang Feng, this matter is not trivial. Please stay calm for now. After we return, we will investigate in detail before making any plans."
Tang Feng still didn't move. If he gave up the investigation so easily today, if he was afraid to back down because this is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, then he is not Dragon Thorn, and he is not worthy of being Kuang Long's eldest brother.
At this moment, a gray figure suddenly came onto the stage.
"You want evidence, and I have the evidence right here!" As soon as the man finished speaking, his figure landed lightly on the rostrum.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the person coming was actually another deputy sect leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, named Dry Bones.
This man actually lives up to his name, with a body that is as skinny as a stick. It looks as if there is only a layer of skin covering the bones.
But his eyes were shining brightly, and his aura was by no means weak. He was probably an eternal giant at around the fifth level of the Immortality Realm.
It can be seen that this withered bones probably practiced a kind of withered glory technique. As the saying goes, one year old and one withered glory. The more withered his body is, the more power he has. Once he reaches nirvana and is reborn, he can be reborn again.
Tang Feng had met this man before, and he still remembered that it was about a year ago, when the Haotian Sect gathered from seven continents and went to the Xuanwu Sect in an attempt to recapture the Haotian Sword, the treasure of the sect.
The leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect at that time was this Master Withered Bones!
"What are you doing here?" the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master shouted angrily. It was obvious that the relationship between the two was not very good.
In fact, everyone knows that although the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is the top sect in Pan Asia, it has always had internal disputes.
This can be seen from the robes worn by the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. Those wearing golden cassocks are from the radical faction of the Northern Sect, such as the current sect leader, and Mingguang, who is from the Northern Sect.
The one wearing gray monk robes is the Southern Sect, which is called the conservative faction. The two factions have been fighting openly and secretly for thousands of years, but for more than a thousand years, the radical faction of the Northern Sect seems to have the upper hand.
Dry Bones sneered: "I'm naturally here to testify!"
The face of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master did not change, but he just hummed: "Testify?"
Withered Bones did not answer his question directly, but turned to look at Tang Feng and asked: "The donor is Tang Feng of the Xuanwu Sect. When I met you a year ago, I knew that you were a person after all, so I secretly stayed here.
Understood."
Tang Feng nodded slightly as a reminder, but did not speak. After all, he still couldn't figure out the specific intention of the other party's sudden appearance.
Withered Bones smiled faintly, then waved his sleeves, and a golden ball of light suddenly floated out of his sleeves and floated towards Tang Feng.
Tang Feng originally thought that he was suddenly attacking and was planning to retreat, but he soon discovered that the light ball did not have any offensive power.
Tang Feng also waved his sleeves, and a force surged out, freezing the ball of light half a meter in front of him. He did not directly reach out to catch it, but asked: "May I ask Master, what is this?"
Withered Bones sneered and said: "This is the remnant soul of the mad dragon."
"The remnant soul of the mad dragon?" Tang Feng looked startled and suddenly looked at the light group. It was just a vast golden mass, and he couldn't find it even with his soul power.
Dry Bones said: "At that time, I also advised my senior brother not to take action, but at that time he was very righteous and only wanted to promote our Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, so in the end he chose a radical path."
"At that time, I was unable to stop you, and of course I had no ability to stop you, senior brother. I felt extremely guilty. Fortunately, I got a soul-gathering stone during my previous training. This stone can gather the remaining souls of the dead and prevent them from dissipating."
After hearing this, Tang Feng slowly stretched out his hand and took the golden light stone.
Dry Bones said again: "This stone cannot be used to store physical rings, otherwise the spirit will pass away and the remaining soul inside will also dissipate on its own!"
Speaking of this, Dry Bones let out a long sigh, and then said: "It's a pity that Kuanglong's character is shining. If he can be normal in the future, he may not be able to bring glory to our Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, but I was unable to save him."
I feel really ashamed. According to ancient rumors, as long as someone above the Great Emperor has a trace of his soul, he can repair his soul, reshape his body, and bring him back to life!"
At this point, he clasped his hands together and pronounced a long Buddha's name, and then sighed: "I have already finished what I need to say. It is not convenient for me to participate in the next thing, so I say goodbye!"
After saying these words, the Withered Bone Master stepped down from the podium, then took one step forward and used the technique of shrinking the ground into an inch to leave Wuzhi Peak.
Tang Feng's hands holding the soul-gathering stone couldn't help but tremble. There was a trace of the mad dragon's remnant soul inside.
It's really lucky that there is still a trace of the remnant soul that has not dissipated in the world, otherwise there would really be no way to save him.
"Above the realm of the Great Emperor?" Tang Feng couldn't help but think to himself, and then hummed: "Even if there are many difficulties, I will try every means, or become the Great Emperor, to try to resurrect you!"
Having said this, he suddenly turned his head, looked at Chu Luoluo, and shouted loudly: "Please, Miss Chu, please come on stage!"
Chu Luoluo couldn't help being startled, but after realizing it, she naturally didn't hesitate and walked up in full view of everyone.
Tang Feng asked directly: "You have always been well-informed. Are the soul-gathering stones and ancient rumors that the withered bones mentioned just now true?"
Chu Luoluo nodded and said: "It is indeed true."
Tang Feng did not speak any more, but directly stretched out his hand and handed the Soul Gathering Stone to Chu Luoluo.
Chu Luoluo couldn't help but ask: "What does this mean?"
Tang Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Next, I may have to experience the most important and difficult battle in my life. Unfortunately, my Blessed Land Token has not been refined yet and I cannot store the Soul Gathering Stone."
"I understand." Chu Luoluo reached out and took it, saying: "Don't worry, I will keep it safe for you."
Tang Feng did not speak any more, but slowly turned his head to look at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master.