Chao Xiaoyu re-established the Luo Jiao main altar at Jimo Peak and became the Daluo Saint. Her power expanded rapidly in just a few years.
There are rumors among the world that wherever there is sunshine in Yuanzhou, the influence of Luo Jiao will be there.
Shen Lian knew that these words were not empty talk.
Yuanzhou is nearly a million miles away, and there are thousands of countries, large and small, with nearly half of the ruling class converting to the Luo religion. Chao Xiaoyu also ignited the divine fire in one fell swoop and reached the pinnacle of the Nine Lotus Sutra.
She is very proud now, and few things can trouble her, but some difficulties often appear when she is most proud.
I don't know when another organization appeared on the land of Yuanzhou. This organization has monks from various sects, the mysterious methods of the major immortal sects of Yuanzhou, and the unique method of Buddhism.
The so-called non-dual method refers to the Buddhist sect's unique practice method that is passed down orally, without written words, and is connected heart to heart. It is also the most secret inheritance method of the sect and will never be passed on to a third person.
But this organization happens to be able to get its hands on the best of both worlds. Its power is so terrifying that words cannot describe it.
As long as you pay enough, you can get what you want in this organization.
In just half a year, a small part of Luo Jiao was infiltrated by this organization. If Chao Xiaoyu hadn't discovered it in time, most of the force might not have been able to survive.
For this reason, the power of Luo Jiao, which was originally proud of itself, began to shrink back to those countries that converted to Luo Jiao along with their senior officials.
Half a month ago, someone broke into the main forum of Jimo Peak and injured Chao Xiaoyu, forcing her to escape to a secret place to recuperate. She hoped that Shen Lian could help her once.
From Chao Xiaoyu's message, Shen Lian could feel her vulnerability.
Every bit of his acquaintance with this mysterious woman emerged in his mind, from the initial glimpse, to the subsequent distinction between friend and foe, to now becoming friends, which ran through most of his spiritual practice.
In any case, there is a connection between them.
Even as a friend, Shen Lian should help her when she was in the most danger.
In addition to the colorful divine light, there is a slowly flowing Tianhe in Shen Lianling Platform, which is the Tianhe Sword Seed.
His mind merged into the Tianhe Sword Seed, and a lot of information came to him from the huge Yuanshen. With a thought in his mind, he imagined the place where Chao Xiaoyu was healing his wounds, and then the whole person disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the roaring sound in Qingxuan Hall. The sound of water flowing passed by in a flash.
The Tianhe Sword Seed can help him communicate with the Tianhe, which was created by the Emperor of Heaven. Over countless years, it has become similar to a ubiquitous Tao in the universe.
Because it is everywhere, it is everywhere.
The fresh aroma of grass and trees spread to the nose, and Shen Lian appeared at the foot of the mountain.
He carefully felt the mana in his soul and found that it was weakened by about half.
If he wants to reach the rest of the universe through the Tianhe Sword Seed, he must first know the location, and then spend an incalculable amount of mana, but this is reasonable.
He is not a Taoist master or Buddha who has jumped out of the three realms and is not in the five elements. He can reach anywhere with just a thought.
There is a boundary monument in front with the word "Nanshan" written on it.
Nanshan is located in the south of Taisu. The most famous flower is a kind of chrysanthemum called Nanshan chrysanthemum. If you take it for a long time, you can lighten your body, prolong your life and keep your appearance forever. But a Nanshan chrysanthemum flower only blooms once every sixty years, and it takes another sixty years to produce three seeds, which is very rare.
Shen Lian smelled the faint fragrance of flowers and walked slowly. It seemed like he was walking slowly, but in fact he was shrinking. After a while, he reached the end of the path. In front of him was a cliff and an abyss.
As he stepped forward, a curtain of water seemed to be swaying. The world changed and he was already in another world.
In front are dead vines and old trees, and beyond that are small bridges and flowing water.
After passing by these clear and light scenery, no matter how irritable the mind is, it will begin to calm down.
His feet landed in a flower field full of Nanshan chrysanthemums. The flowing water breeds flowers, and the fragrance of flowers is soaked in the flowing water. People living here must be very comfortable.
Just ten steps away from Shen Lian, there was an independent wooden house. The beauty outside the fence in front of the house leaned over and picked up a chrysanthemum in her jade hands.
Her person is also like a light chrysanthemum, with a plain dress and a goose-yellow color, and is graceful and charming.
Shen Lian was slightly surprised. Before he could speak, the woman said in surprise: "Shen Da... Master Shen."
She originally wanted to call her Brother Shen, but she knew that the two of them had only met once, so after some hesitation, she called her Master Shen. This was a bit alienating and made her feel uneasy. Did Shen Lian still remember her
Shen Lian nodded and said with a smile: "Miss Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time."
The woman in front of him was Yang Miaoyun, whom Shen Lian met when he sneaked into Taisu Taoist Sect. She was a kind-hearted girl. Shen Lian felt sorry for her. Later, he planted a love spell on her, and subconsciously had a great feeling for him. She had a good impression and asked her to take her into the residence of Fairy Tianmeng in Taisu Dao Palace.
The past events are vivid in my mind, floating like clouds and dissipating like smoke.
Yang Miaoyun's face turned slightly red and she said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito, "So Master Shen still remembers me."
Then he suddenly realized and said: "You are here to see Sister Chao, right?"
Shen Lian smiled lightly and nodded, saying, "That's why you came here. Why are you with her instead of in Taisu?"
Yang Miaoyun showed a sad look and said: "The palace master wanted me to marry Qingwei from Guangqing. I didn't agree, so I was locked up. Later, the palace master disappeared, and the three ancestors went out to look for her. Senior Sister Liusu secretly I let him go and told me never to go back again.
I was out of Taisu, but I didn't dare to go back to my father's place. I kept hiding for fear of being caught back. Later, I met three black monks wearing masks. They said they were ordered to capture me and they were not mine. I was from the same sect, let alone my father's subordinates, but I couldn't defeat them, and I was quickly caught by them. In the end, it was Sister Chao who saved me.
I had nowhere to go, so I followed her. Sister Chao treated me very well and told me that she was not very safe around her, so she sent me to this secret place in Nanshan. It's a good place, no disputes, just a little quiet, but I lived a very peaceful life until half a month ago, Sister Chao suddenly arrived here, telling me that she was seriously injured and needed to recuperate, and asked me not to leave the secret realm, and she would be there in a while A friend of mine came in. But I didn't expect that Sister Chao's friend would be you. "
Shen Lian thought to himself, you are the princess of a country, and it is probably no accident that Xiaoyu saved you.
But he didn't say this, but said: "Then where is Xiaoyu?"
Yang Miaoyun then said: "Master Shen, come with me."
Shen Lian said: "Miss Yang, you should call me Brother Shen."
Yang Miaoyun nodded slightly, and then led Shen Lian into the wooden house. The decoration inside was simple and neat. On the table by the window, there was a bouquet of Nanshan chrysanthemums, which added a bit of elegance.
On the wall facing the door of the wooden house is an ink landscape painting without characters.
Yang Miaoyun took out a stick of incense from the corner, walked to the painting and lit it.
Suddenly the cigarette curled up and floated in front of the painting.