Chapter 35 Daoist Master Taiyi (1/2)

The piece of treasure hidden in the Green Bamboo Sect was that same item where the man in green seized some time ago. It was something related to celestialism.

Although Shen Lian was curious about it, he would never snatch it over to make it as his possession.

It was never a good thing if one was driven by greed.

”'Freedom', was not to do whatever you wanted to do but having the ability to control what you are doing and not be deceived by desires.”

However if An Renjie wanted to gift that to him, Shen Lian would not hesitate to accept.

”I don't think you have the guts to do it either. It's only the tenth day of the month, let's wait until the fifteenth to decide. It's still unknown if I'd attend or not.”

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes slightly as if he was trying to avoid the cold wind from outside. The snowstorm sure showed no sign of stopping.

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The snowscape in State Capital of Qing was quite a scene while the scenery on Qielan Mountain was a different ball game.

The snow in State Capital was lively with footprints and traces of carriages that passed by.

Qielan Mountain, on the other hand, was pure white with no signs of humans.

When Xin Shisiniang was walking on the road, the snow seemed to avoid her deliberately. Or perhaps there was an invisible layer of glass surrounding her as she walks.

Under such harsh weather, she could walk around barefooted without feeling cold.

And she did not leave any trace on the snow.

Roofs were covered with white snow and dropping sharp icicles.

An old plum tree stood proudly in the cold, releasing a faint fragrance as the wind blows.

Xin Shisiniang loved the plum flower. She wanted to pluck it but a hand stopped her from doing so.

Unlike her silky smooth hand, this one was dry and scrawny, just like the stalk of an old plum tree.

But the hand managed to grip on Xin Shisiniang's wrist firmly without trembling.

Xin Shisiniang looked up. ”Daddy, what are you doing out here?”

”I just woke up and had a feeling that you'd do something to the flower.” The person who replied her was an elderly man with a head full of silvery white hair. He had a scrawny figure and he looked really aged.

”Let me just pluck it. It will grow back next year anyway. It's not like I cut off its roots.”

The plum tree swayed messily as if it was protesting what she said.

”Every time you pluck it, you hurt it. Why do you want to put it in such pain?” The elderly patted Xin Shisiniang's head lightly and took her into the hall.