Chapter 783: Chapter 115 Master
The mountain wall slowly opened with a roar.
Xie Xuanyi stepped into the Grotto Heaven, countless Sword Qi transford into fireflies, flying around, surrounding Xie Xuanyi’s black clothes.
Above the withered mountain.
A ray of spiritual light shone down.
Zhao Chunyang sat cross-legged at the end of the Grotto Heaven, illuminated by the faint light, gentle breezes turning over, making him appear as a Saint.
In a sense.
He could indeed be considered a “Saint of this world.”
In fact, after cultivating to the ultimate peak of the Yang God, ti could no longer leave a mark on cultivators of this level.
If Zhao Chunyang wished, he could restore his youthful appearance and deanor.
It’s just that…
Zhao Chunyang did not do so.
For so many years, through storms and stress, he alone protected the Da Sui Sword Palace, unmoved and unwavering.
Allowing the wind and frost to brush across his cheeks, without altering a thing with Divine Skills.
Zhao Chunyang did many things “against heaven,” but in the matter of age, he chose to follow the natural order, going with the flow.
“You are here.”
Looking at the young disciple who stepped into the Grotto Heaven.
Zhao Chunyang’s eyes were smiling, his voice gentle, not the slightest bit annoyed by Xie Xuanyi’s intrusion, disturbing the serenity of his retreat.
Xie Xuanyi slowly ca to the Lotus Seat, looking up at the elder’s figure bathed in Holy Light.
He tilted his head slightly, his voice puzzled: “Did you know I would co?”
“This was left for you.”
Zhao Chunyang chuckled, saying: “If you don’t co, who will?”
This was not the reaction Xie Xuanyi had anticipated.
He easily opened the secret array at the back mountain of Lotus Peak… By logic, Master should have been puzzled.
However, the old man’s expression was calm, as if unsurprised.
“But I opened the secret array of Lotus Peak,” Xie Xuanyi said.
“So what?”
Zhao Chunyang still smiled gently: “The thod to activate this secret array has always been passed to the disciples of Lotus Peak.”
“No, no, no…”
Xie Xuanyi rubbed his brow.
It’s not like this.
This was not the “eting” he envisioned, Master was not surprised at all about him opening the array… Did this an he was acknowledged to open Lotus Peak? But at this ti he was only fourteen years old…
Wait a minute.
Xie Xuanyi suddenly paused.
He looked at the elder on the Lotus Seat, their gaze eting once more.
At this mont, he felt a very strange feeling in his heart.
This eting was quite similar to the recent eting with the “Zen Master” in the Great Dao River.
Mysterious, indescribable.
It is said that Great Practitioners who have cultivated to the ultimate realm can transcend with a trace of Divine Thought…
Leap out of the Five Elents, not within the Three Realms.
Xie Xuanyi knew this was just a legend… Even a character like the “Zen Master” could only send Divine Thought into the Great Dao River and stay there. Cultivating the Dao related to “karma” is required to use such Divine Skills. To put it plainly, roaming with Divine Thought is within what the Great Dao River allows.
“Master?”
Xie Xuanyi’s voice was slightly hoarse.
For a mont… he couldn’t tell the difference between illusion and reality.
He originally thought that by stepping into the back mountain of Lotus Peak, he would see Master from thirty years ago, and before the illusion broke, he could reminisce with Master from back then, have a good chat, to make up for the regrets of the past. But unexpectedly… the one he t in the “illusion” was his Master from thirty years in the future.
Is this truly a dream constructed by the Bai Ze Secret Tomb?
The elder gestured, indicating for Xie Xuanyi to sit beside the Lotus Seat: “Since you’ve ‘co back’ with much difficulty, you should spend more ti with your junior sister. Why co to the back mountain of Lotus Peak, why co here to see ?”
“I…”
Xie Xuanyi’s throat was constricted, unable to speak.
He obediently ca to sit beside the Lotus Seat.
The sunlight beside the Lotus Seat was warm, countless fireflies landed in the Grotto Heaven, a secret place only the Sect Leader of each generation was qualified to enter, one of the two entrances of Xuanshui Cave Heaven was here… the countless Daoist collections of Lotus Peak all ca from here. Xie Xuanyi had read the secret texts of the Daoist Collection on Lotus Peak since childhood, yet this was the first ti he had entered the Sect Leader’s place of retreat.
At that ti, he was not yet qualified.
Now he sat beside his Master, looking at the daoist inscriptions carved on the mountain wall… the dream constructed by the Bai Ze Secret Tomb was more real than he imagined.
Only now, Xie Xuanyi’s feelings were complicated, and he had no ti to look at these daoist inscriptions, let alone rember them.
“Tell
your stories after you left Lotus Peak.”
Zhao Chunyang spoke in a warm voice.
Xie Xuanyi sat under the Lotus Seat, looking at the Sect Leader Master whose robe fluttered in the breeze at this mont, his Heart Lake unexpectedly calm and peaceful.
Even knowing this was rely an illusion, he still chose to “believe.”
“After leaving Lotus Peak, I went to the Imperial City…”
Xie Xuanyi spoke softly, “I wanted to find out what happened in the ‘Moon Hidden Realm’…”
Word by word.
Here, ti seed to slow down imnsely.
He treated this illusionary Master as if he was truly real.
After the Xuanshui Grand Competition ended, he went to the Northern Hunt, traveled eastwardly, then headed south to join in the demon subjugation, entered the Bai Ze Secret Tomb… Xie Xuanyi recounted these stories one by one slowly. He just felt as if the ti in the Grotto Heaven was almost stagnant. He spoke slowly, and Master listened slowly.
He went to Li Kingdom and saw the Zen Master’s residual thoughts.
Returning to the Sword Palace, he saw Miao Yin.
He was accused of being the murderer who killed Wu Zhexian in the South Border.
Entering the Secret Tomb, he had just personally killed Xie Zhisu of Jiangning Prince Mansion.
Regret, injustice, unwillingness, anger…
For Xie Xuanyi, there was nothing in this world that couldn’t be told to Master.
Xie Xuanyi thought he was already used to acting alone, keeping all his thoughts deep in his Heart Lake. He thought nothing really mattered to him, but until he finished telling all these stories at once, he realized… it wasn’t like that. The things he experienced during this ti had long accumulated and transford into a deep-seated anxiety in his chest.
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