novelapdf Chapter 519 Rescue
Chapter 519 Rescue
Chapter 519 Rescue
Fang Daoling still looked like a young man.
After advancing to the Purple Mansion realm, he exuded a newfound dignity and solemnity, looking at Zeng Qingshui: "You are... Xuan Kan's former junior brother from the Canghai Sect."
He let out a soft sigh, and the moisture in the air seemed to gain weight.
Although he didn't utter a single harsh word, the weight of that reprimand was as heavy as a mountain, crushing Zeng Qingshui's back.
Even the outside world was shrouded in dark clouds, and soon a light rain began to fall...
Tick tock!Tick tock!
The rain pattered down on the eaves of the pavilion, falling like a beaded curtain.
Zeng Qingshui didn't even dare to raise his head: "Indeed... Senior Brother Xuankan's talent far surpasses mine. Master once said that this person is destined to revitalize the sect!"
Fang Daoling remained lost in thought for a long time, his tone gradually turning cold and sharp: "Ha... In the end, didn't it all end with the mountains collapsing and people dying? After I achieved supernatural powers, I went to Xituo County, where your Canghai Sect is located, and used my supernatural powers to investigate... Otherwise, how could your Canghai Sect still exist today?"
If True Person Zifu wants to know something, the mere Canghai Sect has absolutely no power to stop him.
If there is no interference from other individuals, one can even trace the cause and effect in history, and with a simple calculation, all the details can be obtained.
Zeng Qingshui merely kowtowed, but felt a sense of relief, knowing that this sage understood the cause and effect and would not hold a grudge against him.
Back then, the Canghai Sect was indeed quite good to Fang Xuankan, and I was just a junior disciple who had just entered the sect, and I had also received care from that senior brother...
Fang Daoling stood with his hands behind his back, pacing around a few times: "You've come here for the Canghai Sect? Since moving into the secret treasury, the taxes must be heavier, right? You finally managed to establish a Dao Foundation, so you need to find a way to survive..."
"Indeed, Xiaxiu intends to relocate to Canghai Gate and is willing to serve the Fang family as his master!"
Zeng Qingshui declared loudly, holding an ancient scripture in both hands: "This is a secret Purple Mansion Technique passed down in our sect, which I am willing to offer entirely to our master..."
"Heh heh, the world is vast, the outer seas are barren, and the East has long been occupied... Now, only the territory of the Demon Path is in chaos, but it's still much better than life in the Hidden Realm..."
Fang Daoling smiled and said, "Are you really willing to serve my Fang family as your master? My Fang family now occupies Ba County, and we are bound to have conflicts with several nearby Purple Mansion Immortal Sects and aristocratic families... In the end, we will still have to be pawns crossing the river."
"I would rather die a hundred times than regret it!"
Zeng Qingshui had already thought it through very clearly.
The area is filled with secret temples, leaving no room for expansion. Otherwise, one might offend some high priest or Dharma king and die an unexplained death.
That is why Fang Daoling resolutely moved away after achieving the Purple Mansion realm... even with the backing of the Wuxiang Temple of All Beings.
As for the Canghai Sect, there's even less to say.
Now that the Demon Path is without a leader, it is time to risk our lives!
"If my Canghai Sect can feed the Fang family and accumulate wealth over several generations... it might not be impossible to support a Purple Mansion True Person..."
Zeng Qingshui's mind was resolute, but his eyes were dark.
"Never mind..."
Fang Daoling took out a talisman and wrote a line of small characters in the air before placing them on the talisman.
Then, he handed the talisman to Zeng Qingshui: "Take this talisman and give it to the Moonlight White Tara of the White Bone Path. She is acquainted with me and will not make things difficult for you..."
"Thank you so much, Master! Thank you so much!"
Zeng Qingshui was moved to tears as he accepted the talisman, feeling as if it weighed a ton!
Such is the power of a magical brush, capable of lifting mountains!
He carefully held the talisman in both hands, but when he looked up again, the real person had already disappeared.
The drizzle outside the pavilion had stopped sometime earlier, leaving only a misty haze.
Zeng Qingshui maintained a respectful demeanor as he retreated from Qingli Mountain.
Large beads of cold sweat immediately slid down his forehead.
In his mind, a voice screamed: 'He doesn't know!'
"If I were affected by supernatural powers, I would have rushed to see the True Man immediately after my breakthrough, and the True Man should have been able to see the remnants of those powers... but True Man Xuan Shui did not see them."
"Did he see through it but choose not to speak, or... did he not see through it at all? Could it be that it was actually the Grand Master who made the move earlier?"
Zeng Qingshui rode the water vapor and flew away, his mind racing: "But judging from the fact that True Person Xuan Shui accepted our sect, this also aligns with the scheme of that Grand True Person in the shadows... And my Canghai Sect can finally seize this opportunity to escape the quagmire hidden deep within..."
As lower-level practitioners of the Dao of Qi cultivation, they are all exceptionally experienced in serving as pawns for higher-level practitioners.
Since he hadn't been exposed, all he had to do was pretend not to know and try his best to gain benefits for himself and the Canghai Sect...
As for whether the future will be a moment of glory followed by annihilation, or a great opportunity and great fortune... that's entirely up to 'fate'.
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The Eight Great Cold Forest Buddhist Lands.
Whoosh!
The cold wind howled, and water froze instantly.
The world was deathly silent, with only the wind and snow and the icicles standing tall.
The guardian deities, the Yaksha kings, and even the ubiquitous chants and sacred sounds... have all vanished without a trace, replaced by a deathly silence.
Crack!
In this desolate place, a boot suddenly stepped onto the sea of skeletons.