Chapter 300 The Taiwei on Taiwei’s Pavilion (1/2)

Shen Lian opened his mouth and spit, an even stronger sword aura came out right from his mouth.

The main hall was shaking and there came a sound as loud as the firecrackers. The middle-aged Daoist's body seemed to be filled with air and it was expanding rapidly. In the end, it exploded in the mid-air and disappeared.

The Daoist robe shattered into uncountable pieces of cloths that fell to the ground. Every piece of cloth turned into a person.

These people consisted of both males and females. In an instant, various types of occult techniques came attacking him. All of them were Qing Xuan's Dao technique which Shen Lian was already very familiar with. Also, looking at the way they performed their Dao technique, they actually reached a profound level of skills.

He seemed like a man who was fighting alone in some era, like the elite disciples in Qing Xuan.

Shen Lian was roaming around the courtyard, crossing through these occult techniques and none of them even touched his body.

Though he was just a spirit, he could still perform various Dao techniques to counter every single Dao technique that attacked him. He could catch their weaknesses and killed them with one attack.

He broke every spell with no mercy. Everyone was easily killed by him.

These people were no different from the hawkers, pedestrians, wealthy merchants and scholars in the city. All of them had lost themselves. They were only left with their physical bodies which were just shells.

When all the spells and the figures were eliminated by Shen Lian, the main hall became extremely quiet.

It was so quiet that as if there would not be any sound anymore.

You could still take the silence and emptiness for a short while but the longer the time had passed, the eternal loneliness would slowly engulf a perfect heart of Dao bit by bit.

Shen Lian heard the sound of water dripping.

”Di da, di da.”

He saw that there was blood dripping down from the cornice outside of the pavilion and fell on the stone steps. The blood looked so bright and fresh.

He could smell the scent of blood, then he saw there was a heavy downpour of blood rain outside of the pavilion. The blood water was rumbling outside the pavilion and it was ponding up. It was not as dense but it was flowing in swish.

He did not realize when and how he was lying on a bed.

Technically it was not a bed but a jade. Inside the jade was a slightly warm current which flowed into his body. This heat was streaming through his entire body.

A cold and soft hand touched his forehead. When Shen Lian opened his eyes, he saw a slim and graceful young lady who had bright eyes filled with everlasting tenderness.

There was a girl who looked pretty and had a delicate appearance.

This description was probably just right for the young lady.

Although his eyesight was slightly blurred, his heart was like a clean mirror. This young lady looked just like Gu Caiwei.

When she saw Shen Lian open his eyes, she felt a little relieved and said, ”Shen Lian, quick, get up, today is the day you will be apprenticed. From today onwards you will be my Junior Apprentice-Brother.”

Shen Lian looked into the mirror and noticed that the person inside the mirror was only about ten years old and he looked thin and still short. However, he was still good-looking and the young lady was standing behind managing his hair.

Then, she got him a slightly oversized Daoist robe.

He was led by the young lady who looked just like Gu Caiwei to come to the Hall of the Grandmasters. He saw a woman who looked almost identical to Biyun sitting in the hall. The portrait of Biyun at the side was empty, it seemed like this Biyun came out from the portrait.

After running through the procedures for apprentice tea ceremony, he should bow down with his hands folded to show gratitude towards the master.

But Shen Lian remained standing and did not bow down.

”Junior Apprentice-Brother, why haven't you bow down to your master?”

”Junior Apprentice-Brother, why haven't you bow down to your master?”

”Junior Apprentice-Brother, why haven't you bow down to your master?”

Even this young lady's voice was ninety percent similar to Gu Caiwei's. It seemed like this was really who Gu Caiwei was when she was still young.

Shen Lian clasped his hands behind his back and stood there staring at this Zhenren Biyun right in front of him. This was the dead master he had not met before.