Chapter 368 Shen Lian Here (1/2)

The jade tree kept growing until it reached a height of ninety feet. Qing Xiao sat underneath the jade tree.

The silver flowers of the jade tree were not comparable to the beauty of Qing Xiao. They were enhancing by contrast.

She sat cross-legged underneath the jade tree and rested her hands on the knees. Her face had no expression, and it was not muddled by any dust. Her clothes were no longer green but were, instead, greenish purple.

Shen Lian could not tell whether the person here was Qing Xiao or Ziling.

He never considered himself someone who was fond of women, but at that moment he was infatuated with the grandmaster's beauty.

Beyond her, there were just ten thousand feet of the secular mortal world. In contrast, it enhanced the grandmaster's nobleness.

She was not affected by Shen Lian's infatuation. She said, ”Shen Lian, for the following three days, please don't let anyone walk up the altar.”

Shen Lian nodded, and he turned to look at the palace which was approaching from far. He then rose slowly, to the front of it. At the back of him was the Milky Way water curtain. The Milky Way was born from the void, and it flowed underneath the feet of Shen Lian. It then blended into the Milky Way water curtain of the altar.

Shen Lian finally understood one thing, that the vastness of the Milky Way was beyond anyone's imagination. It could flow to any corner of heaven and earth.

The Milky Way Sword Seed could help him get into the real Milky Way channel. Using the channel of Milky Way, he could go to other places which were once conquered by the heaven courtyard. He need not transcend beyond the mortal world to leave.

This was not any less precious than the Jinque Jade Booklet.

The grandmaster did not have any hesitation before handing the sword seed to him.

The palace kept shrinking, and then it fell on the hand of a sage-like middle-aged man. He did not have to get angry to show his authority. The flow of his superb mystique was akin to playing a chilly ancient music.

The middle-aged man was not just anybody, but the most outstanding person from Guangqing Celestial Sect, or so-called Yuming the Honored Celestial.

While the immortal Zhenren had taken steps to becoming a celestial, the honored celestial was not something every immortal Zhenren could become. One could only imagine how powerful this person was.

On his sides stood an elderly and a beautiful Daoist nun.

The three greeted Shen Lian, and the elderly said, ”My friend Shen, are you going to stop the three of us from going forward?”

Shen Lian spoke softly, ”What if I am going to?”

The beautiful Daoist nun spoke coldly, ”Then today we will resolve the conflicts between the two sects.”

Shen Lian smiled, ”Okay, my friend Lingguang. I like your frankness.”

Yuming the honored celestial said nothing, the Lingxiao Hall in his hand was beaming.

All of a sudden the weather changed and a loud explosion was heard. A gigantic palm appeared, the grappling hand transformed from Qi of Xuanqing was trying to get hold of Shen Lian.

The hand-formed from Qi of vitality could be achieved by any cultivator who had reached Qiaodong. The power depended on how much mana one possessed. The technique was of a similar level to the Thunder Palm of the martial art world, which was not highly looked upon.