Shen Lian said in a deep voice: "Grand Master Tai, what do you mean by bringing me into this place?"
He knew that this was the old Taoist priest's method, but he didn't understand what he meant.
"This is the place where Patriarch Qingshui once lived. However, when she escaped from the universe, she separated this place from the heaven and earth and turned it into an independent space. It can also be regarded as a monastery for immortals and Buddhas. When you can walk out from here, you should probably be able to see it. You have reached your true nature." The old Taoist priest's voice sounded slowly, but Shen Lian couldn't identify the source. His voice was everywhere.
Shen Lian added: "It doesn't matter if I'm here, but my niece Ruoxi is suffering a lot. If I enter this place, decades will pass without being able to get out. What will she do then?"
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Then you should come out early."
After finishing speaking, there was silence. No matter how much Shen Lian shouted, he could only hear his own voice echoing between heaven and earth. With his spiritual awareness, he could detect even the smallest traces of the source of the old Taoist priest's voice.
He knew that although the old Taoist priest would not harm him, he really had to rely on himself to get out.
On the first floor of Taiwei Pavilion, the old Taoist priest was at the door. Ruoxi faced him and said, "Grandpa, where did you take my uncle?"
The old Taoist priest's face was terrifying, but it didn't scare her at all. His eyes, as clear and moving as a clear spring on a stone, looked straight at the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "I will go where I want to go."
Ruoxi said: "Where did you go?"
The old Taoist priest smiled but did not answer.
Ruoxi looked at the old Taoist priest coldly, and gradually the whole Taiwei Pavilion became colder. Her eyes like clear springs were covered with a thin silver light, exuding a ruthless and indifferent taste, like the gods of the Nine Heavens, Being aloof and indifferent to all living beings.
Powerful spiritual consciousness gathered in the center of her eyebrows, and then spread out layer by layer, ripples, and a very specific aura appeared from nowhere and gathered in front of her. It seemed like a mysterious force like a drop of water appeared silently.
Ruoxi spread her white and tender palms, and the drop of water turned into a ball of flame in the blink of an eye. The silver-white flame had no heat, but seemed to symbolize death.
Ruoxi suddenly became extremely mysterious, the silver flames reflected her beautiful face, and there was only an indifferent and cold expression on it, which should never appear at her age.
She was still Ruoxi, but she seemed to have become another great being. With the silver-white flame suspended in her palm, she had no doubt that it could reduce this ancient attic to ashes.
She said coldly: "Where is my uncle?"
Shen Lian brought her here. He originally wanted to ask the old Taoist priest how to help Ruoxi, but before he mentioned this matter, the old Taoist priest took her to another place and trapped her.
The old Taoist priest was not surprised at Ruoxi's change and said quietly: "If I didn't tell you, would you use this flame to burn this place down?"
Ruoxi said: "I will."
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Then burn it."
Ruoxi's palms were trembling. Although she was in a strange state at this time, she still knew that she was Ruoxi and not someone else. However, she was infected by another majestic existence in her heart and had extremely powerful power, not even stronger than his uncle. The strength is poor and the level is even higher.
She knew that the old Taoist priest was Shen Lian's elder, and she also knew that this attic was of great significance to Qingxuan. She also knew that her uncle was Qingxuan's head teacher, so she couldn't burn this place, but the old Taoist priest didn't say where her uncle was. Yes, she was angry.
Of course she knew that as her uncle's elder, this scary-looking old man would not harm her uncle, but she was also worried that something might happen to her uncle.
The collision of reason and emotion seems to have inspired the hidden power in her body, or it can be said to be an awakening.
The true energy she had cultivated in the past was all gone at this time, but her spirit was extremely powerful and could even affect reality.
The old Taoist priest shook his head, and with a flick of his finger, the silent magical power invaded. The flame in Ruoxi's hand was stimulated, and with a leap, it jumped on the old Taoist priest.
The flames touched the old Taoist priest's flesh and blood, igniting his already rotten body.
The old Taoist priest became a fireman, but these flames only ignited his body and did not affect other places. Finally, a pure white flame appeared on the old Taoist priest's body, gradually absorbing the silver flame, and the fire gradually subsided. Finally, the old Taoist priest Although there is still a lot of rotting flesh and blood on the body, and even white bones can be seen in some parts, there is a crystal clear feeling all over the body.
Ruoxi was a little panicked, stepped back, fell to the ground, and started crying.
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Why are you crying? The old man hasn't been active for a long time. Just walk around with me."
After saying that, he stood up, took Xiao Ruoxi's hand, and then ripples appeared in the void. An old man and a young man suddenly appeared on the sea, and left Qingxuan without a sound.
If Shen Lian were here, he would have seen the pure white flames emitted from the old Taoist priest's body at the end. It was so shocking that it is hard to describe. It was the 'Samadhi True Fire'.
It is said that it is difficult to cultivate this fire unless you are an immortal or have extraordinary talent. Once you can practice this fire, you can dominate the world and you will hardly meet your opponents. Even if you are immortal, you will suffer greatly if you are touched by this fire.
There are many unspeakable mysteries in it, which cannot be understood except through cultivation.
Of course Shen Lian didn't know that the old Taoist priest had even mastered the Samadhi True Fire. Even if he hadn't reached the level of an immortal who could escape the universe, he was still not far behind. This almost represents the top power in the world. Even if Lu Jiuyuan firmly sits on the throne of the number one person in the world, dealing with such a person can only suppress him at most, and it is absolutely difficult to destroy him.
Shen Lian was walking slowly on the bluestone road. There were flowers in bloom on the plum trees on both sides. There was a clear light flowing here, but there was no day or night. There were no stars in the sky, not even white clouds.
Scattered plum blossoms occasionally fall on the bluestone road, sometimes fall in the soil, and finally become nutrients for the land, supporting the growth of plum trees.
He walked along the path deeper into the plum forest, roughly guessing that this plum forest was the one in the story Ling Chongxiao told him, but there was still a key piece of evidence missing.
He finally reached the end of the path. In front of him was a plum tree that had lived for an unknown number of years. It was extremely thick and strong. There were writings on the trunk, many of which had been lost to time.
Shen Lian could vaguely make out what the handwriting said:
The earth's lungs are called Chongyangzi, calling him a king will cause him to go crazy.
It lasts as long as the sun and the moon when it comes, and it lasts as long as the west and the east when it goes.
Accompanied by clouds and water, they are adjacent to emptiness and emptiness.
The true nature of one spirit exists and does not agree with the minds of others.
It's exactly the same as what Ling Chongxiao said back then.
Behind the plum tree, there is a shallow stream and an independent wooden house.
When I come here, it feels like I have washed away a lot of the turbidity of the worldly world, and my mind gradually becomes indifferent and distant.
Shen Lian arrived at the door of the wooden house, but there was no door.
Stepping inside, there is only a bamboo couch and nothing else.
There should be a painting hanging on the wall facing the door, but now it is empty.
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ps Thanks to Wuke Replacement, Dragon Soul Shadowless, and Origin of Humanity and Heaven for their rewards.