Chapter 345 When Would I Have the Ability to Borrow the Means of Heaven and Earth? (1/2)

Shen Lian's purpose of obtaining the Sanguang Holy Water was to heal Chen Jianmei's injuries. But Chen Jianmei went missing and no one knows if he was dead or alive. Shen Lian may be a prodigy who could easily break Daoist Liuqing's formation but he cannot turn back time to understand what happened earlier.

There was so much more about this world that he did not know off.

He looked up to mirror liked moon in the sky and saw Zhang Ruoxu's face.

Zhang Ruoxu was smiling, just like back then when he was still alive.

Shen Lian kept a straight face. He waved his hand and the illusion, like a reflection on the surface of the water, rippled and dispersed.

He was clear that the secular mortal world was troubled by demonic obstacles.

That was also the reason why cultivators who had overcome the nine states of cultivations and attained immortality would choose to reside in a peaceful area and avoid stepping into the secular mortal world. If they were tempted by the demon of temptation, they would not be able to progress on their path to Dao.

Overcoming whims did not guarantee that one's bier would be free from pollutants. It would enter a state of 'The body is the bodhi tree, the mind is like a bright mirror's stand', just like the elegiac couplet Shen Lian gave to Baoyue the Venerable.

The following sentence of the couplet was, 'At all times we must strive to polish it, and must not let dust collect.'

At this very moment, Shen Lian could empathize to the saying of 'easy to obtain Dao but difficult to preserve Dao.'

He was not afraid of the hardship of the future but it ignited his passion and he was looking forward to facing each of them. The unpredictable incident of Chen Jianmei's disappearance has spiced things up for him.

The past was the past, it was pointless to remonstrate, but the future may still be to look forward to.

Shen Lian looked at the moon again. It has sunk to the west but it was still shining brightly.

He thought to himself, ”When would I be able to be like this moon? Although it reflects the light of the sun, it was able to shine throughout the infinite vast land. If I can achieve that, I would have no regrets in seeking Dao.”

The moonlight came from the sun, just like how Daoist would borrow the means of heaven and earth to gain endless power.

Although it was not the level of becoming one with heaven and earth, reaching that state would already be considered as invincible.

Fang Yanying woke up feeling groggy and could hardly think. The sunlight outside was glaring and it was her first time waking up so late.

She recalled the incident yesterday where she went out to pick some mustard greens for her Uncle-Master.

It was a scorching hot day and she decided to take a dip in the cold deep pool after she was done picking the mustard greens. She did not realize how fast time has past and quickly made her way back to Temple of Killing as she was worried that her Uncle-Master might be back soon.

The moment she stepped in the temple, she noticed that her apprentice-siblings were all dead. She was concerned for her master and rushed to his cultivation room but all she saw was her Uncle-Master.

She then felt a huge blow to her heart and lungs that caused her to cough blood. Shortly after, she passed out.

She looked at her clothes and found dried blood stains on it; she then tried to operate her methods internally but as the sword aura gushed through her cardiopulmonary meridians, she felt extremely uncomfortable. Then, a spring water-like breath came through her body to soothe her lungs. The sword aura was like a stream of a long river passing through her meridians and orifices point endlessly.