Daoist Master of Qing Xuan - Chapter 551

Chapter 551: Outside of Qing Xuan Cave

As for the wine that spilled out from the canteen had flown from the stone table to the ground. Gradually, all the wine had come together and rolled to be a ball filled with water. There was a greenish white color True Samadhi Fire that sprung out from Shen Lian’s fingertip and a fire will fell on the ball. Instantly, there was a black smoke breaking out that scattered invisibly into thin air upon being blown by the wind.

The black tiger asked with confusion, “What’s this all about, master?”

Shen Lian smiled while replying, “Uncle Peng was really thoughtful. He had left some tricks in the wine. Unfortunately, how can he hide this from me? Hopefully, he’s not flying in the air now.”

At this moment, the ray that Peng Boshou had transformed into was roaming in the sea of clouds. The ground was a vast landscape of mountains and rivers. However, it could not pacify the anger within him. Suddenly, his heart scolded Shen Lian in silence, “What a vigilant young brat.”

Then, there was a fire which turned to attack him. His vital force was in a mess and the traveling light ray dissipated. Peng Boshou’s body figure appeared and fell from the sky.

What could be seen in the snowstorm was a gigantic white object with a tinge of green fell from the sky and dropped on the snow-covered boulder and an enormous hole was formed.

The snowstorm was rustling and rolling to be bigger and it caused an avalanche at this part of the mountain, this alerted another person in this space.

This person was Feng from the family of Fenghou’s, the best marksman in the world. His eyesight was very good, he gazed at the entire Dongyi and he could see the entire process of the avalanche. Then, he moved to the boulder covered with snow and witnessed a big human-shaped hole.

Uncle Peng homogenized his vital force and climbed out from the hole. He looked embarrassed but the greenish jade bamboo crutch made of surprisingly good quality actually did not suffer any damage at all. Peng Boshou’s head was anyhow broken after being seriously knocked out.

His body first climbed up from the hole, then he grabbed his head which he then mounted onto his neck. However, this brought a laughter, “Uncle, you’ve placed your head wrongly.”

Actually Uncle Peng was aware that there was a presence of another person, and he suddenly got anxious, accidentally placing his head wrongly. He was embarrassed and positioned his head back correctly. Then, he stared at the person who laughed at the first place, scoffing coldly and said, “So it’s you, young brat.”

Feng squinted his eyes and said, “I was wondering who it is, so it’s you, Uncle Peng. Could it be that you’re old and your body isn’t agile anymore? You actually fell from mid-air.”

There was actually a conflict between Feng and Uncle Peng. Hundred years ago, before Feng became popular, in order to train his physique, he went all the way to somewhere nearby the Yellow Springs located at the east of Dongyi to practice his archery skills. Every day, he would be prepared with his archery bow so that when the tide came in, he aimed to shoot and bring down the tidewater using his power of godly arrow.

This had caused a lot of disturbance and troubles to the Dapeng Kingdom, which then was yet to be flooded by the Yellow Springs. After all, at that period of time, Feng’s godly arrow already possessed an unconventional power which could disturb the spiritual vigor of heaven and earth and it affected a lot of areas.

At that time, coincidentally, Peng Boshou came back to the Dapeng Kingdom, thus he went to teach Feng a lesson. Feng at that time did not possess such supernatural power like now and hence, he suffered injury by Uncle Peng’s bamboo crutch and he quickly hid away.

That incident made Feng witnessed how Peng Boshou made a fool of himself, Feng would definitely want to tease him. However, he was secretly surprised at how this old man could mount back his broken head, thinking that he must have learned some weird Dao technique. Although it was not comparable to Emperor Xia’s imperishable body, it was already considered very unusually demonic.

Peng Boshou said, “I’m still healthy. I just got staged by someone. Something’s worse for you. The darkening of your glabella means something bad is going to happen on you. You actually still have the mood to nose in my business.”

Feng felt unlucky that he provoked this old man. After collecting Shen Lian’s information and background, he did feel that this old man was unfathomable, and thus he felt apprehensive. Upon listening to Peng Boshou, he was even more alarmed. After all, as one age, one would be more experienced and steady. This old man might have somehow learned the art of reading a man’s character from his features and his saying could turn out to be a prophecy.

He said, “Everything has been going smoothly for me, how would I be unlucky? Uncle Peng, please do not talk nonsense.”

Feng was afraid that this old man would say something unlucky again. Hence, Feng instantly threw himself into the snowstorm without bidding him goodbye. Feng was startled by Uncle Peng and thus he made a decision to go to Wupeng for fortune telling. If it was a bad omen, he would not go to trouble Shen Lian, the Xia’s State Preceptor.

Wupeng was the most famous wizard in Dongyi since three hundred years ago. It was rumored that he was from the Xia Clan, then wandered to Dongyi. The answer to every question that one wanted to know was always accurate. In the past, Feng had tried to look for Wupeng three times, but it was such a coincidence that Wupeng was always not around and thus he went to find the other famous fortune tellers.

However, this time he felt really uneasy and he decided to only make a decision after going to Wupeng for his fortune telling.

Peng Boshou noticed that Feng left immediately with unspoken words lingered in his Feng’s mind, he told himself, “Something fishy must be going on with this young brat.”

Then, he took out a begrime mugwort and animal bone. He twisted the mugwort into stripes and lighted it under the animal bone. A crack was heard and he stared at it for a while, he turned to gaze at the direction where Feng had left and said, “Hehe, you still can’t get away from me.”

Then, Peng Boshou removed the tracks of the augury and his entire body sunk into the snow. He used the Earth Shifting Method to travel to the direction which he wanted to leave to.

Since the time Shen Lian cast a spell to create snowfall, two days had passed. Outside the Qing Xuan Cave, the snow was thick and it almost covered the entrance of the cave. However, there was a weak-looking thin figure kneeling down outside of the cave.

This was a young lad of approximately thirteen years old. Almost the entire face of his was covered by fine snow. Even his lips were in greenish purple color which clearly meant that he could have been seriously frozen.

Although the physiques of people from Dongyi were relatively good, they were still not comparable to the Xia Clan. Not everyone was immune to the cold and heat.

He was still young and hence his Qi and blood were not strong enough. He would naturally not be able to endure the freezing cold.

Nonetheless, this young lad persevered. He did not make a fuss no matter how the ice cold chill pierced through his bones. Even if he was kneeling down, his body posture was very straight and he did not move at all as though he was a still carved sculpture.

If it was not because of the steam between his mouth and nose, people might have thought that he had stopped breathing.

Shen Lian who was inside the Qing Xuan Cave was definitely clear about this, he asked the black tiger beside him, “How long has this young brat been kneeling down here for?”

The black tiger replied, “Master, this young brat came when you went for a fugue of the universe last night. He’s been kneeling down here for more than one night already.”

Shen Lian said, “This young brat has good perseverance but if he wants to beg me, this perseverance is insufficient, we should let him continue kneeling down for one more night.”

The black tiger said, “I’m afraid that this young brat can’t take it.”

Shen Lian said, “Pursuing Dao is facing death with a calm and still mind. If there’s no such determination, what is his purpose of coming here for?”

The young lad had no idea about the conversation between Shen Lian and the black tiger that were in the cave. All he wanted to do was to use his determination to touch the celestial teacher.

As compared to the rest of the people in the family of Wuzhong who only wanted to believe in the celestial teacher in an attempt to benefit from it, the young lad wanted to know more about the ways to enter the real path of Dao. His desires were to be like the celestial teacher who had the abilities to summon the wind and the rain and alter the phenomena.

He had a dream when he was younger, which was to become an outstanding celestial who had the abilities of the summoning the wind, the rain, and the Bean-Soldiers Transfiguration. Even after he woke up from his sleep, he could not seem to get the dream off his mind and he had a stronger desire for this.

However, as the snow was sealing the mountain pass, he quietly got up the mountain and found the Qing Xuan Cave.

Not everyone was allowed to enter Qing Xuan Cave but he knew that the celestial teacher possessed extraordinary abilities and thus they would know the reason why he came. The young lad could not find any treasure that could touch the celestial teacher. The only thing he had was a sincere heart towards Dao and thus he had been kneeling.