I'll thank you for a lifetime!

Clang!!!

As the bell rang, a great golden bell materialized above Jiang Chuan's pavilion.

The golden bell seemed condensed from golden immortal haze, dazzling beyond compare.

Streams of divine radiance rose from its surface.

From afar, they looked like rivers of stars winding around the bell.

Its majestic, boundless aura swept through the eight wastelands and six directions like a gale passing through.

"Th-this is..."

Elder Jingyun's heart churned with monstrous waves. "There's no mistake! No mistake! This must be the Great Sun Divine Bell, the Legendary Dao Artifact recorded in ancient texts, forged by Future Star Venerable Buddha Ancestor during the Middle Ancient Era!"

"What?! This is the legendary Great Sun Divine Bell!"

Elder Jinghou cried out in shock.

Clang! Clang!

The sounds of blades and swords rang out sharply.

"This is..."

The next moment, under Jing Hui's watchful gaze, a silver saber and a pitch-black sword materialized beside the Great Sun Divine Bell. Then, a Purple Gold Pill Furnace and a cyan seal appeared as well.

The four Dao Artifacts were like the Four Symbol divine beasts, guarding the four directions and protecting the Great Sun Divine Bell at the center.

"Amitabha!"

As the Buddhist invocation sounded, Abbot Kong Ming, clad in the Nine Treasures Kasaya, materialized before Jing Hui and the two elders, Jingyun and Jinghou.

Abbot Kong Ming looked at the Great Sun Divine Bell in the sky, his face brimming with smiles.

"Since Bodhi Sacred Buddha Ancestor founded Bodhi Temple, a disciple has finally cultivated the Treasured Mountain Seal and formed a contract with the divine bell forged by Future Star Venerable Buddha Ancestor."

Thinking of the Nine Abyss Dynasty's imminent visit, Abbot Kong Ming smiled. "First, we had Nine Abyss's assistance; now, a disciple has contracted the divine bell. Our Buddhist Dao shall flourish!"

Jiang Chuan, who was cultivating in seclusion on the second floor, naturally heard every word of their conversation.

Only one thought remained in his mind.

It was over!

How was he supposed to leave Bodhi Temple now?

He had entered Treasured Mountain to contract a Dao Artifact in order to deal with Elders Jingyun and Jinghou, as well as to increase his strength.

But he had not wanted to turn himself into a Buddha Son!

If he really became a Buddha Son...

Wouldn't that be exactly as Gong Suxin had calculated—that he would spend his future forever beside ancient Buddhas and green lamps?

"It's all that damned Great Sun Divine Bell's fault, and that damned rabbit's!" Jiang Chuan cursed inwardly without end.

He had not expected that contracting the Great Sun Divine Bell would cause such a huge commotion.

The next moment, the rabbit's voice rang out in Jiang Chuan's mind.

"How is it, little monk? I've treated you well, haven't I? I made such a grand spectacle for you. Bodhi Temple will definitely devote all its efforts to nurturing you."

"I estimate that in five years—no, three years—Bodhi Temple should be able to raise you into a fifth-realm or even sixth-realm cultivator. By then, you'll have the strength to head to the Northern Territory and search for my clansmen's whereabouts."

"There's no need to thank me. Helping me find my clansmen's whereabouts will be the best thanks you can give me."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

I really have to thank you!

I'll thank you for a lifetime!

If he had not truly been unable to beat that rabbit, Jiang Chuan would have dearly loved to give it a savage beating and vent the hatred in his heart!

"Alas!"

Jiang Chuan sighed softly, then began encouraging himself.

"There are always more solutions than difficulties! I refuse to believe I can only be a monk for the rest of my life, forever beside ancient Buddhas and green lamps!"

Leaving his room, Jiang Chuan went downstairs and entered the courtyard.

"Jiang Chuan pays respects to Abbot Kong Ming and Elders Jingyun and Jinghou."

"Oh?"

Abbot Kong Ming asked, "Jiang Chuan, this body-tempering technique of yours is exquisite beyond compare. Where did you obtain it?"

Jiang Chuan pressed his palms together. "Amitabha! In reply to Abbot, one month ago, this disciple entered Treasured Mountain and contracted a Mid-grade Dao Artifact, the Vast Sky Great Seal. An Artifact Spirit senior taught it to this little monk."

"One month ago?"

Elder Jingyun was slightly taken aback, then revealed a surprised expression.

"One month ago was the seventh day after I taught you the Treasured Mountain Seal. You mastered the Treasured Mountain Seal in just seven days?!"

"Jiang Chuan's comprehension is indeed extraordinary. No wonder he gained the Great Sun Divine Bell's favor!" A trace of surprise appeared in Abbot Kong Ming's eyes.

"Then the Middle Ancient Era pill formula Jiang Chuan obtained was also taught by an Artifact Spirit?" Elder Jinghou asked.

Jiang Chuan nodded. "In reply to Elder, it was taught by the Artifact Spirit of the Mid-grade Dao Artifact Heavenly Thunder Purple Fire Furnace. Besides giving this disciple the pill formula, that Artifact Spirit senior also imparted the Jade Liquid Elixir Canon to this junior. However, this disciple has remained in seclusion cultivating and has had no time to study it."

"Cultivation should be a cultivator's foremost priority. Yet the hundred arts of cultivation are also of vital importance to cultivators like us."

Abbot Kong Ming looked toward Elder Jinghou. "Jinghou, I recall that the Pill Room has a Low-grade Treasure Alchemy Furnace that has remained unused. Give it to Jiang Chuan."

"Yes, Abbot."

A Low-grade Treasure Alchemy Furnace!

Jiang Chuan was thrilled.

The spiritual materials needed to forge one Low-grade Treasure Alchemy Furnace were enough to forge more than ten, or even several dozen, Low-grade Treasure Artifact Flying Swords!

Therefore, though it was merely a Low-grade Treasure Alchemy Furnace, if it were actually sold, its price would only be higher than that of the High-grade Treasure Artifact Flame Sun Needle Elder Jingyun had given Jiang Chuan!

"Also, I recall that some days ago, Junior Brother Jingyan refined a batch of low-grade earth-rank Dragon Ginseng Spirit Strengthening Pills. Take one and give it to Jiang Chuan to assist his cultivation."

"Yes, Abbot."

A low-grade earth-rank pill!

Jiang Chuan could not help but sigh with emotion.

It truly was just as the rabbit had said.

After making such a huge spectacle, he had indeed received Bodhi Temple's full support.

After instructing Jiang Chuan to cultivate diligently, Abbot Kong Ming left with Elders Jingyun and Jinghou.

Half an hour later, a Pill Room disciple delivered the Treasure Grade Alchemy Furnace and the Dragon Ginseng Spirit Strengthening Pill to Jiang Chuan's pavilion.

The three-meter-tall bronze pill furnace stood in the courtyard like a house.

Looking at the two characters Green Mountain on the pill furnace's surface, written with strokes like iron hooks and silver slashes, Jing Hui's face was full of envy.

"Green Mountain Furnace... When will I have a Treasure Grade Alchemy Furnace of my own?"

To cultivators, pills were like food to mortals.

They could not only increase cultivation, but also condense dharma power and strengthen one's vital energy and blood.

For a cultivator, possessing a good pill furnace was undoubtedly a tremendous aid.

"Senior Brother, you'll have one sooner or later."

As Jiang Chuan spoke, he activated the Green Mountain Furnace.

Buzz! Buzz!

As the formation began to operate, a ball of pale cyan true fire materialized within the Green Mountain Furnace.

Jiang Chuan took the Bone Remolding Pill from his Storage Bag and tossed it inside.

"After simmering it for seven days and seven nights, turning the Bone Remolding Pill into a pool of golden liquid, I'll be able to remake my body!"

With that thought, Jiang Chuan looked forward to his transformation seven days later even more. He then sat cross-legged before the pill furnace, refining the pill energy within his body and the vast spiritual energy poured into him by Treasured Mountain.

The golden crow sank in the west, and the jade rabbit rose in the east.

The evening breeze stirred the pomegranate tree, making its leaves rustle.

Just then, a crisp voice appeared in Jiang Chuan's mind once more.

Jiang Chuan immediately began the simulation.

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