Chapter 68 Water is Virtuous (1/2)

The Daoist's eyes were not especially striking. They were not like Xin Qubing's eyes, eyes that experienced vicissitudes of life.

He had the elegant demeanor of a celestial, yet it could not rival that of Mister Su. However, Shen Lian's subconscious told him that the Daoist was unpredictable and mysterious. He even felt like worshipping him.

He closed his eyes as the ray shone on him.

Shen Lian could feel a stream of heat traveling through his meridians and headed for his Ancestral Cavity.

On the bier, the statue of the deity appeared quietly. The stream of heat seemed to be frightened by its presence and left without a trace.

Before Shen Lian could give further thoughts to it, an invisible force pushed him toward the edge of the hall. The force sent him crushing onto the pillar.

He looked right ahead and saw the young person named Xiao Hei. He was covered in black flame, and there was a mirror shining on top of him. The ray encapsulated him, but some invisible force still seeped through.

The elderly in red and the elderly in gray positioned their index and middle fingers in the form of a sword, and a massive amount of heaven and earth Qi gathered at the direction they pointed.

The sheer size of it was beyond Shen Lian's imagination.

He could feel all the Qi present between the sky and the ground. He was also clearly aware of their scary attainment in cultivation.

The Qi was instilled into the bronze mirror, and the black flame weakened. Eventually, the black flame was put out.

Shen Lian heard the two elderly gasping and knew that the act earlier had taken a toll on them.

He found it strange that the Daoist who was sitting cross-legged - the headmaster of Qing Xuan, did not lend a helping hand.

The mirror fell into the Daoist's sleeve. He took out a Dao talisman and pasted it on the young person's forehead.

Shen Lian and Lu walked forward. Shen Lian saw that there were black lines on the young person's exposed arm, which slowly subsided after the Dao talisman was pasted on him.

”Jingqing, bring Shen Lian and Lu Shouyi to the bamboo hut to have a rest,” the Daoist spoke slowly.

The Daoist did not have to ask to know Shen Lian and Lu's name. Shen Lian was impressed by celestial techniques as such, techniques that could tell the cause and effect. However, Shen Lian was not sure if the Daoist found out about the training he had from The Mastery of Senses.

Jingqing was the name of the Daoist child who opened the door. Shen Lian and Lu knew that the young lad had a complex background, and the Daoist probably sent them away so that he could discuss it with the elderly in red and the elderly in gray.

After coming out from the hall, the Daoist child smiled at Shen Lian and Lu. He had turned into a green python. There was a gold line stemming from his lower abdomen all the way to the end of his tail. What was stranger was the fact that he had a pair of wings.

”Two senior apprentice-brothers, please sit on me,” the giant python spoke in human tongue in the voice of the Daoist child no less.

Shen Lian thought of the phrase, 'The flying serpent has no limb and yet it flies'. This python must be the true form of the Daoist child. Who would have thought that it was born a monster?

Judging from its species, the python seemed to be the 'flying serpent' from the legends and fables.

Shen Lian and Lu sat on it and a gust of cloudy mist appeared. Their surroundings were clouded and they could no longer differentiate between east, west, south, and north.

Finally, they landed before a building. It was a delicate-looking bamboo hut.

The sea of clouds floated behind and the ray was ever-changing. The bamboo leaves danced and swayed in the wind.

There was a bamboo forest not far away.

The bamboo hut was built at the hillside. The mountain was especially tall, towering over the sea of clouds.