The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1067

Chapter 1067: Chapter 1064: The True Purpose Chapter 1067: Chapter 1064: The True Purpose “Do you really insist on contending for that victory position?” Bai Xiaotian, seeing his determination to compete, couldn't help but express his concern.

After all, there could be only one victor, and the intensity of the competition was not difficult to predict. Although Shen Luo was strong, with his current cultivation level, it would still be quite difficult to defeat a late-stage Mahayana cultivator.

Moreover, among the monks of all races participating, there would definitely be those like Huang Yi. If Shen Luo wanted to vie for the top, the risk was not small.

“Rest assured, I'm not a greenhorn who doesn't know the gravity of matters. Once inside, I will act according to the situation and will not be reckless,” Shen Luo said with a laugh as he slapped him on the shoulder.

“Alas, Master expressly forbade me from joining in the fun this time, otherwise I would've accompanied you through this ordeal,” Bai Xiaotian sighed.

“Brother, your Master may not let you go, but my Master didn't say that I couldn't go. Big Brother Shen, maybe I could…?”

“No.”

Bai Xiaoyun had not finished speaking before he was simultaneously interrupted by Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian.

“You're only in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage right now. What excitement are you looking for, rushing off to be a sacrificial pawn?” Bai Xiaotian said irritably.

“Listen to your brother. I'll be fine,” Shen Luo said with a smile, adding his reassurance.

“Okay…”

Bai Xiaoyun, seeing the determined stance of Shen Luo and the united front with Bai Xiaotian, immediately lost any interest in arguing.

Time flew by, and half a month passed.

More and more news about the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference spread out, causing a great stir in Chang'an City.

Monks and people from inside and outside the city who came to witness the spectacle talked about nothing but news of the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference in their leisure time, and many businesses in the city had opened betting pools to entice people to place their bets on which race of monks would emerge as the winners of the inaugural Three Realms Martial Arts Conference?

As expected, the Human Race was still seen as the least likely to win.

In Yongyang Square, located in the southern part of the city, there stood Qingfeng Temple, an inconspicuous temple whose doors were usually closed tightly, seldom opened to outsiders.

At this moment, in front of the red-lacquered wooden door, a green-robed man was knocking on the door with the bronze beast ring handle in his hand.

Hurried footsteps followed from inside, and soon, a creaking sound was heard as the wooden door quickly opened.

“Boundless Heavenly Emperor bless you, Brother Shen, please come in,” a young Daoist child emerged from inside, gave a bow with his hands folded, and said.

“You recognize me?” The man outside the door was Shen Luo, who asked somewhat surprised.

“Our Qingfeng Temple doesn't usually entertain guests, so outsiders rarely visit. Moreover, Master had mentioned the day before yesterday that you would be coming,” explained the Daoist child.

Shen Luo understood and didn't say much else, following the Daoist child into the temple.

Built within the valuable land of Chang'an, Qingfeng Temple was not large, but despite its size, it had all the essential parts, including Lingguan Hall and San Qing Temple.

Guided by the Daoist child, Shen Luo quickly arrived at the San Qing Temple at the back, where he immediately saw the purple-bearded Daoist, Chen Shi Yuan, who was burning incense for the Sanqing Ancestors.

It had been he who had previously gone to the Spring and Autumn Pavilion to inform Shen Luo about participating in the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference.

Next to Chen Shi Yuan stood an emaciated old man in a light gray Taoist robe, who looked respectful and appeared to be the Pavilion Master of Qingfeng Temple.

“Friend Shen, please come in,” Chen Shi Yuan said after burning incense, turning around and hurriedly inviting Shen Luo when he saw him standing outside the door.

Shen Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and he stepped inside.

“Master Yu, this is Friend Shen Luo, who has rekindled the incense fire of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.”

After introducing the skinny pavilion master, Chen Shi Yuan then said to Shen Luo, “Friend Shen, this is Master Yu Hai of Qingfeng Temple. If you often stay in Chang'an, you should visit each other more in the future.”

“Friend Shen, I have long admired you. Speaking of which, Master Luo of your Spring and Autumn Pavilion and I are like Senior Brothers; we once studied Taoism together under White Mountain Daoist Master,” Yu Hai said with a smile blossoming on his face, attempting to establish a closer relationship.

“Is that so? Master Luo also taught me back then, but he has never mentioned that to me,” Shen Luo replied politely with a clasped-hand salute.

When the Spring and Autumn Pavilion was in trouble back then, why didn't I see you trying to get close? And now you claim to be Senior Brothers… Shen Luo couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Upon hearing this, Yu Hai smiled awkwardly.

“Haha, Friend Shen, I know there is resentment in your heart. About the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference, I really should not have deliberately concealed it earlier. I apologize for that now,” said Chen Shi Yuan, giving Shen Luo a bow of apology.

Shen Luo looked at him, his eyelids flicked, and he remained silent.

“There are some hidden details in this matter that were not appropriate to disclose at the time. Today, I will just tell you everything, hoping that you could understand,” Chen Shi Yuan bowed again.

“Let's hear it,” Shen Luo said unflappably.

Yu Hai, standing to the side, frowned slightly.

“We are asking Friend Shen to participate in the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference not to force you to fight for first place, but to hope you can help eliminate one person. After that, you may hide and wait for the trial to end, which should not involve too much danger,” Chen Shi Yuan began.

“To kill someone?” Shen Luo asked, frowning.

“Friend Shen, this person is not any kind individual; he is the closed-door disciple of the Law Enforcement Elder of Shouyang Mountain, who used the pretext of slaying demons to massacre the villagers of two villages on the territory of Little Straw Mountain, all just to refine a magical treasure with their blood. When disciples of our sect tried to stop him, he killed them, including the young son of our mountain's Master,” Chen Shi Yuan stated solemnly.

Shen Luo had heard of Shouyang Mountain, which was a second-rate sect within the Great Tang with considerable strength, on par with Little Straw Mountain. Although they could not compare to major sects like Mount Fangcun and Wuzhuang View, they were not to be taken lightly.

“Why would a disciple of Shouyang Mountain go all the way to cause trouble in the territory of Little Straw Mountain?” Shen Luo asked.

“That… it involves a grudge between previous generations of sect elders and is inconvenient to discuss. That is also why we can't go directly to Shouyang Mountain to demand they turn over the murderous disciple,” Chen Shi Yuan said, looking somewhat uneasy.

Shen Luo looked skeptical, but he understood that this was essentially a sect rivalry at heart, making the other party out to be unworthy to make oneself appear honorable.

“Friend Shen, I understand your concerns, but if you see that scoundrel's magical treasure in the trials, you will know I am telling the truth. If you manage to kill him this time, we are willing to confer the complete 'Pure Yang Scripture' for the Spring and Autumn Pavilion to inherit and preserve,” Chen Shi Yuan said.

“What do you mean? Are you saying the 'Pure Yang Scripture' inherited by the Spring and Autumn Pavilion is incomplete?” Shen Luo asked, frowning.

“Indeed. The Pure Yang Scripture in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion contains the Pure Yang Sword Technique and the methods for refining and nurturing the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, but it lacks the most important Sword Polishing Method and the Pure Yang Sword Forms,” Chen Shi Yuan nodded.

Hearing this, Shen Luo grew contemplative.

He too had noticed the underwhelming power of the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, initially thinking it was due to his insufficient cultivation and nurturing, but now it seemed there was another reason.

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