Chapter 276 Mutiny (1/2)
Zhao Xiaoyu grinned and said, ”Sure why not, looks like you do not need my escorting anymore. Four years from today, we shall meet at Mount Jimo. At the time, you have to help me snatch that position of Daluo Saintess, or else I will go after you in Qing Xuan and let your little disciples know how you abandon this weak little lady here.”
Shen Lian's face dropped. Even Ruoxi stole a laugh. This Sister Zhao was so difficult to deal with. Looks like uncle cannot do anything about her either.
Shen Lian waved, ”I will be there. Four years from today, Mount Jimo, see you for sure.”
Zhao Xiaoyu stared at Shen Lian with her pretty eyes and then disappeared with the clouds while she ascended into heavens. Shen Lian was rather stunned that she left just like that.
Ruoxi said cheerfully, ”Uncle, are we going to see your sect now?”
Shen Lian brushed her hair. This child's long hair had reached waist level, so black and shiny, which would require his help to tidy her up now that Zhao Xiaoyu had left. He whispered, ”That is now uncle's sect. It is your sect well. From now on, Qing Xuan will be your sect.”
Ruoxi seemed to understand and not. She nodded and felt assured because she had Shen Lian by her side.
Even though Shen Lian told her of the things that happened to herself, but she would need to experience a lot of the worlds turbulent times to fully understand it.
In fact, Shen Lian hoped that she did not understand this much. Grudge would not bring happiness but only hurt herself.
Of course, after Ruoxi was taken away by him, it did not cut off her ties with Taisu completely. If she needed to resolve the hidden injury caused by The Synchronized Heart Mantra of Taisu, the opportunity would appear to Fairy Tianmeng. After all, it was better for the doer to undo what he has done.
He would pass on his lifetime's worth of cultivation to Ruoxi, and do his best to help her find the solution to this hidden sickness, but the final trials would require her own efforts to overcome.
Shen Lian said, ”Remember this Ruoxi, if there is will, there is a way. If you give up yourself, that way will disappear.”
”I will keep this in mind, uncle.”
Shen Lian did not return to Mount Qing Xuan immediately, as he detoured to Qingjiang Sword Sect.
Qingjiang Sword Sect only had a mountain peak, after the time when it incurred heavy losses under the furious attacks of Huang Longzi. Entering autumn, the whole mountain was covered in blood red maple leaves, floating along the rivers, dying the rivers red, as the remnants of last battle still remained.
A huge waterfall was vaguely visible, shooting down from high ground majestically. This was when Huang Longzi hit the mountain and formed a waterfall by hitting the water vein. Every time the people of Qingjiang Sword sect saw that waterfall, it sounded and looked like the growling of the souls of the deceased.
Thirty-three sword-wielding Daoists below the waterfall, saw a man walking down from heaven as he stepped on the clouds, holding an eleven twelve years old girl. He looked like a flying fairy from the heavens who descended with his fairy girl. The gushing wind and the vapor from the waterfalls refracted the sunlight and formed a rainbow, adding the mystical feel to it.
Their leader was Zuo Shaoqing. He led his followers to bow at Shen Lian respectfully.
”We sincerely welcome Zhenren Shen.”
Even as cold swordsmen, they could not hide their excitement to welcome this Daoist Grandmaster who was one of the closest to achieving the realms of the gods.
Shen Lian and Ruoxi slowly descended to the ground, virtually supporting themselves. As their sleeves flowed, a gentle force could be felt by these thirty-three swordsmen. They subconsciously helped themselves up.