Chapter 557 Da Yi (2/2)

All thanks to the Old Daoist and Yanxu.

Dream Heart Sutra could transform one's life into a dream. The Free From Incarnation was the skill to freely transit into the dreams.

One good one evil; one Dao one demon. It was like the Yin Yang fish, represented both Qing Xuan's geniuses. They were the ones who understood detachment.

Shen Lian inherited the knowledge of Law of Detachment from the two geniuses in Qing Xuan. No one in the human realm could understand this, Yanxu and Old Daoist included.

The information left by these two masters enabled Shen Lian to sustain his life.

The moment his Primordial Spirit was destroyed, he followed the rare understanding by the two geniuses and created a dream state to put himself inside. Hence, he was not in the netherworld, rather in a dream.

This move could cause him to stay in his sleep forever but he had no choice.

Only in the state of dream, he could manage the strong, unstoppable state of mind by 'Da Yi'.

This dream also enabled Shen Lian to discover the some of the secrets hidden by the time.

That was an era when god disappears and the Heaven King had not begin ruling.

There was no leader, but many Daoist were stirring up the situation.

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The family of Wuzhong could not see any sunlight. Darkness spread fear among the people. Spiritual vigor was mixed up. That moment brought many natural disasters. Strong winds, the appearance of fire and houses being destroyed my houses were occurring in many various placesFind authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

In the temple, Fuhao hugged her mother and said, ”Mom, I am afraid.”

Ah Lian started at the lamp on the tabernacle, hugged Fuhao tightly and prayed hard. However, there was no response. This lotus-like lamp did not respond according to her prayers but Ah Lian knew that the celestial would not lie to her.

The disasters were getting worse and the temple was shaking along with the wind and rain. Ah Lian did not know how to show her sincerity as she had done her best.

Water entered into the temple. There were even ghost screams. Finally, Ah Lian got her courage and took a knife to cut a wound on her wrist. She was dripping her blood on the lamp.

This was a blood sacrifice. Offering her blood while praying was the greatest sincerity for the deities. If this was not the right way, Ah Lian would not know what to do next.

Finally, there was a response from the lamp. It did not light up like how she expected but it gave out a strange feeling. This stabilized the temple.

Ah Lian looked into Shen Lian's portrait and asked, ”Celestial, how could I save more people?”

The portrait was silent and did not respond.