NFBE Chapter 230 We'll come see you!
Chapter 230 We'll come see you!
Lian Chuan said he was going to Luoxia Mountain, but he knew he couldn't escape.
Xuanhuang Sect kept a very close eye on him, who had already been included in the line of successors.
When Lian Chuan was stopped by the elder guarding the cave again, he thought to himself that if he saw Xue Lan next time, sparring wouldn't be important.
We must learn this person's sneak-out technique.
The young man, dressed in white, was aloof and cold; no one would have guessed that he was thinking about such things.
Just as he was racking his brains, two figures flew up from behind him.
It was Zeng Xiaoshan and Shen Suan Zhenren.
The Diviner Shen Suan was dressed in a drab gray robe, with his divination tortoise shell hanging from his waist. His gentle smile made Lian Chuan feel as if he were bathed in a spring breeze.
The young man bowed to Master Shen Suan and said, "Uncle-Master."
Shen Suan Zhenren waved his hand slightly, and Lian Chuan saw the withered hands hidden in the old man's wide sleeves.
He didn't seem like a hermit immortal, but more like a terminally ill old man.
"Uncle..."
The boy glanced at the chubby boy following behind Shen Suanzhen, and hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.
Following the boy's gaze, Shen Suanzhen couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile.
"Xiaoshan." The old man waved to the chubby boy behind him.
"Master."
"There should be a gathering of elegant music at Yunhui Peak today, let's go and take a look."
Zeng Xiaoshan obediently left. Lian Chuan and Shen Suan Zhenren slowly rode the clouds back to Jiyuan Peak.
The ashes of the paper doll that Xue Lan had sent to deliver the message were still on the ground, and under the gentle breeze, they did not dissipate into the world.
"Uncle-Master...your health..."
Before Lian Chuan could finish his sentence, Shen Suan Zhenren interrupted him with a smile and a raised hand.
The old man's voice was somewhat hoarse, like the wind stirring the bamboo forest in early autumn: "My time is coming, there is no other way."
Lian Chuan's pupils dilated: "Master Uncle... Master..."
The old man handed Lian Chuan a small bag, which made him freeze on the spot.
The boy reached out and caught the bag, discovering it was full of osmanthus candy.
"Uncle-Master... I'm talking to you about something serious. Why did you give me Xiaoshan's candy?"
Seeing a hint of displeasure creep into the young man's handsome features, Master Shensuan smiled slightly and spoke:
“You, your senior sister would never talk to me like that.”
It would have been better if Shen Suan Zhenren hadn't mentioned Xue Lan; the mere mention of Xue Lan seemed like stepping on the tail of the boy in front of him. Lian Chuan immediately felt wronged.
"Master Uncle... my senior sister told me to go back to where I came from."
Xue Lan was originally using her master's cloak to deceive people in the dream of the old emperor of the Great Li Dynasty. Suddenly, she sensed that the clone she had sent to speak with Lian Chuan was malfunctioning.
So she hurriedly sent her divine soul over. The ashes on the ground had just revived and returned to human form when she heard Lian Chuan spouting nonsense, turning black into white.
The girl practically gritted her teeth: "When did I ever say that?"
Lian Chuan looked at the girl, still thinking the person in front of him was Xue Lan's emotionless clone: "You said I don't belong here!"
The boy's voice was filled with boundless resentment: "Isn't it just telling me to go back to where I came from?"
Xue Lan was speechless with anger at those words, and for a moment, she felt a pain in her chest.
Where is my junior brother?
What about her obedient, diligent, and hardworking junior brother who loves osmanthus candy?
What kind of unfilial son is this?
At this moment, Xue Tong, who had been outside, suddenly joined the conversation.
A little girl's complaint came from behind her: "Do you think children don't grow up?"
Xue Lan disagreed with her viewpoint; the Wolf King had his own set of logic.
"Compared to my age, what's the difference between him looking this old and not looking at all?"
Xue Tong had no reply and simply rolled away smoothly.
Xue Lan knew that she couldn't explain the pros and cons of this matter to Lian Chuan right now, because there was also Shen Suan Zhenren by her side, and she couldn't directly explain the matter of the Silver Moon Wolf to him.
The girl glared at Lian Chuan, then bowed to Master Shen Suan: "Xue Lan greets her senior uncle."
Shen Suan Zhenren nodded slightly: "It's been more than half a year. I received a message from Shishi saying that you plan to go to the mortal world to take a look."
"Having walked through this world, have you gained any insights?"
Xue Lan solemnly replied, "Since I've traveled the world, I've gained much insight and knowledge. I've sent Miss Chongyu back with some matters concerning the Demon Clan... but..."
The girl smiled faintly.
"But Master Uncle probably doesn't want to see anything of mine right now. Xue Lan is afraid that something might have happened, so she's talking to Master Uncle here."
As the girl spoke, she slowly walked towards the table, and as she passed Lian Chuan, she saw the boy's somewhat shocked expression.
It was only at this point that they realized Xue Lan was not a clone.
The girl smiled gently; though her body was ethereal, her skirt swayed slightly as she moved.
At the same time, the bamboo forest behind them began to sway without any wind.
Master Shensuan smiled and said, "If you and your master continue to recuperate for a while, this bamboo forest may become infested with dead creatures."
Xue Lan calmly replied, "After diligently cultivating, it has become a living being; this is what it was destined to receive."
"Xue Lan's trip to the human world inadvertently destroyed several demon hideouts..."
A gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo forest, and amidst this seemingly endless sound, the girl's voice was soft and composed, as if she were telling a story, recounting all that she had seen and heard along the way to Master Shensuan.
Xie Xiao and Xie Lingchao, amidst the shattered landscape and drifting catkins, wield their swords, spilling blood, in their quest for reform.
Yu Niang and He Xiuzhang, even as small women, could convey their patriotism through the thread in their hands.
Ming Cheng and Dan Dao, a lone heroine upholding justice, the rootless evil blade flows through the world...
We have seen wise rulers save the world, and we have also seen foolish rulers ruin the country.
Some people are fearless and selfless, while others are tempted by wealth and cannot be tolerated by Heaven...
After listening to Xue Lan finish telling these stories, Shen Suan Zhenren's eyes dimmed for a moment when he heard that Yu Niang and Xu Shi were getting married.
But the old man still smiled and spoke:
Having witnessed the myriad aspects of life, what are your thoughts?
Xue Lan smiled brightly: "I was thinking. Even if there were no immortals in this world, mortals could still survive."
"May the mountains and rivers protect all living beings, may the underworld and city gods listen attentively, may the wise ruler govern the country, and may the good officials be diligent in their duties."
The girl's eyes crinkled into crescents: "Master Uncle, Xue Lan wants to do it. Maybe after the demons are all wiped out, the immortals in the Yuanming mortal realm can finally enjoy a peaceful and carefree life."
The wise man Shen Suan gave her four words: "Your ambitions are far-reaching."
Xue Lan had exquisite features, and her dark eyes seemed to hold the shimmering stars.
It didn't seem like a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a plan that had been meticulously crafted over a millennium, waiting only for this moment.
After Xue Lan finished speaking with Shen Suan Zhenren, she looked at Lian Chuan to the side.
In her divine soul state, Xue Lan could exert even greater pressure of divine sense on others. Lian Chuan looked into Xue Lan's eyes and dared not speak.
Xue Lan sighed softly: "It is extremely difficult for the Silver Moon Azure Wolf to form its core. Not only does it require the Pure Ice Lotus from the Ice Flower Pool in the Northern Region of the Upper Realm, but it also needs to be nurtured with the purest and most refined ice spiritual power. Since you have such a top-notch talent, you should make good use of it."
"Going to the Northern Region to cultivate is what my senior sister requested."
When Lian Chuan heard Xue Lan pleading with him, the young man turned his head away and softly hummed in agreement.
I agreed, but not very willingly.
"If you arrive in the Northern Region and the Lord asks about your ice spirit root, you should tell the truth."
When Lian Chuan heard Xue Lan say this, his long-held suspicions were confirmed.
The strange dream I had back then was inextricably linked to my senior sister.
Xue Lan looked at the boy's slightly reddened eyes. She couldn't help but raise her hand, her fingertips gently brushing against the corner of his eye:
"You don't need to miss home in the Upper Realm. Your senior sister promises you here, at most two hundred years..."
"Then we will break through these shackles of the heavens to see you. That will be the time when we, as fellow disciples, will reunite."
Xue Lan didn't say anything about "we'll meet again eventually," the only tender thing she said wasn't "Come home soon," but rather, "We'll wait for you to come see me."
Lian Chuan didn't believe that anyone in the Yuanming Lower Realm could ascend to the Upper Realm after only two hundred years of cultivation, but looking at Xue Lan, he always felt inexplicably convinced.
Xue Lan is a man of his word, and everyone knows that.
The boy nodded solemnly.
"it is good."
At this time, Lian Chuan did not know that breaking the shackles of the Heavenly Dao was not about ascension.
It was a truly groundbreaking act.