Chapter 632 The Same Dream (1/2)

Shen Lian gazed at the direction of Mount Yin which was cut off by the Yellow Springs. In addition to being where dead and alive met, the rules were different and hence, even he could not detect what was happening over there easily. However, he roughly knew that was Qianmo, also known as Kui Li who was fighting with the Bull King.

They were both top demons, it would not be easy for them to know who would be the winner in the end.

Even Shen Lian could not get involved because of the innate pride Kui Li held.

If she needed help, she would have gone to Shen Lian previously.

Chen Jinchan who was by Shen Lian's side said, ”Honored master since Lu Jiuyuan already assigned Wang Shidao to send the painting back, I don't think you should go and see him.”

Shen Lian spoke slowly, ”Lu Jiuyuan invited me with honor to discuss Dao. If I don't attend, it is a small matter for my personal reputation, but it will bring shame to Qing Xuan, and it is not something you and I wish to happen. Furthermore, even if he did not send me the painting, I was always ready to attend. Now, after he sent the painting over, if I decide to not go because I don't dare to, it seems rather absurd.”

Chen Jinchan had nothing to say. Not everything in the world could be analyzed by its cost and benefit.

Shen Lian gazed into infinity and said softly, ”Furthermore, someone has waited for me for a thousand years.”

Chen Jinchan was curious about who had waited for the honored master for a thousand years. He was sure it was not Lu Jiuyuan but who among the Xuantian Sect could it be?

He tried his best to figure it out but he could not, because nobody outside the Xuantian Sect knew Zhao Xiaoyu was trapped within the Xuantian Sect.

Shen Lian went to Zifu peak again. He walked past the willow tree, he green willow leaves were just like Gu Caiwei's eyebrows. The willow flowers were just like Gu Caiwei's smile.

He owed a great deal to a lot of people throughout his life. The only thing he could do was to remember those who had made him feel wonderful in his life. Even though it was meaningless to the people who had passed on, such as the shortness of life, who could even be able to keep track of everything that was meaningful?

Eventually, Shen Lian arrived at the Hall of the Founding Masters where the line of Taixu stood. He removed the painting of Founding Master Qingshui and Shen Lian replaced it with the painting from Wang Shidao. There was no other painting which could represent the line of Taixu better than the empty scroll. When one reached the top of Taixu and had his own thoughts about the teaching, one for certain would be acting like a Great Way of heaven and earth. Only as such the Taixu Strategy was known as the supreme technique in the world.

Throughout Shen Lian's life, he had a lot of miraculous encounters but only the Mastery of Senses and Taixu Strategy had a determining effect on his life. Whether it was intentional or not, he had to thank Lingbao Tianzun and Founding Master Qingshui.

He kept the painting of Idle Clouds Reflected on a Pond that represented Founding Master Qingshui with him. Unknowingly, the grandmaster Ziling had left Qing Xuan for a thousand years. The universe was vast, even the nearest star was of a far distance from this world. He did not know which star the grandmaster Ziling was on, or whether she was in another world, and that whether her and the grandmaster Qing Xiao were fine.

Chen Jianmei's Anatta Sword had brought ripples to Shen Lian's still Daoist heart. Gu Caiwei's death brought his Daoist heart to the secular world again. When he was in front of the Hall of the Founding Masters, Shen Lian began to miss her.

From a human to a celestial, a lot of his emotions had faded out as he attained a higher state. However, he had gained some humanity again and this was not because he had lost his Daoist heart. Furthermore, it seemed to contain the profoundness of 'Dao is compassionate but heartless; Dao is heartless but compassionate'.

The reality was, Shen Lian did not feel repulsed by these emotions in the recent days. He allowed them to stick around, just like a fine wine, the longer it was kept, the better it tasted. Everything had its place, and living was just like a dream.

The essence of Free Form Incarnation and Dream Heart Sutra had finally combined into one. Shen Lian all the while had kept to the principle that, ”the Daoist heart is like a bright mirror; one has to clean it often.” This time when he tried to clean the dust in his heart, his heart was clearer than ever.

It was just like cleaning the mirror with a dirty cloth. As he changed it into a clean cloth, the bright mirror in his Daoist heart was clearer.