Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

Although Feng was the strongest archer in Dongyi, the shot depleted all his spirit. As he had never used this arrow, he could not imagine the situation that he was in.

However, as the arrow left the bow, besides feeling weak, he felt that he fell short of ‘Hou Yi’. There was still a huge gap to become ‘Hou Yi’.

When Hou Yi, also known as Da Yi, fired nine shots, he showed no hint of tiredness. This feeling of defeat overhauls the sentence that Shen Lian said, “I have been waiting for you.”

The Sun Vanquishing Arrow seemed to have its own life. It vanished among the void and also outside of Shen Lian’s mental state.

Shen Lian never took Feng seriously but this time, he felt threatened. The divine music flowed out from his fingers and the surrounding was filled with the sound of wind and water. Mount Mei was under his control but something still felt different.

A sense of a devastating killing vibe poured over him like the wave. The Primordial Spirit was covered by a black and thick ink, pitch-black. At the same time, his thoughts became slower as if it was tied with the Fairy Binding Rope.

This vigorous sense of danger was comparable to the battle between him and Yanxu. No, it was more than that. It was still the Sun Vanquishing Arrow arriving in front of him, he realized that he did not sense this.

For a person who specialized in the Dao of Yi and the theory of destiny, this unexpected event caused him to feel frustrated.

Everyone in the human realm had to go through an obstacle. Shen Lian realized that this was his obstacle. It became unavoidable because he could not sense it coming.

If he interpreted and investigated Feng’s past, he would know the origin of the Sun Vanquishing Arrow. Then, he would able to take precautions. He was overconfident.

The worst part of this obstacle was Shen Lian lost confidence in his premonition. This premonition had helped him in many situations but this time he was blinded.

Instantly, the Sun Vanquishing Arrow appeared, on Mount Mei, outside the Qing Xuan Cave. It penetrated the emptiness, stirring up many spiritual vigors from the sky and land, switched the moon and sun, switched the five elements, and turned the land into a horrible, pitch black place.

Shen Lian saw the Sun Vanquishing Arrow. It was black in body, symbolizing it’s unstoppable and unavoidable force. This was one of the accomplishments of a Daoist. This was the mind of ‘Da Yi’ which originated from the past.

Shen Lian felt that he was in the past, looking at the young man. He picked up his bow and arrow and tried to shoot the undying sun.

That arrogance, that temperament, that nothing in the world could shatter him, deeply embedded into Shen Lian’s heart and soul. This was followed by the Sun Vanquishing Arrow, like the knife of karma, unavoidably penetrated into his heart.

As the Sun Vanquishing Arrow went into his heart, Shen Lian felt that his Primordial Spirit was attacked. His Primordial Spirit showed signs of breaking but he could not summon any Lingbao Tianzun.

The young man definitely did not reach the state of Lingbao Tianzun. He could not even escape from the time but he proved that he could be successful like Daoist master and the Buddha. He was undefeated among the heaven and earth.

This accomplishment was only achievable if one finished the path to the end. He would leave his presence in the indestructible path of Dao. Even though if the young man vanished or fallen, the mark would still exist.

If Feng knew the power of Sun Vanquishing Arrow, he would not use it. He would rather use it on Emperor Xia or the demons beside Yunyang.

He did not become ‘Hou Yi’ so he would not understand this accomplishment. Unfortunately, Shen Lian became the target of Sun Vanquishing Arrow. More precisely, this was the consequence of karma with Xia. This was an opportunity to stop his relation with Xia but this was dangerous too.

In the mundane world, he was regarded as dead. The Sun Vanquishing Arrow had destroyed his flesh and even his Primordial Spirit showed signs of cracking.

If this was in another state of heavenly immortal, his would be gone. However, Shen Lian was different. He was barely ‘surviving’.

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 places

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.