The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1329

Chapter 1329: Chapter 1326 Bodhi Ancestor Chapter 1329: Chapter 1326 Bodhi Ancestor “`

The three of them walked past a cliff platform and saw several demon cultivators with peculiar appearances dueling with spells, seemingly arguing over whose shape-shifting art was superior.

When passing by a pavilion, they encountered two people dueling with the art of talismans. Although they were fighting fiercely, both had smiles on their faces, clearly enjoying themselves.

“Is this how your sect usually conducts its training?” Fu Donglai couldn't help asking.

“Not exactly, on regular days there would be elders teaching their subordinate disciples, guiding their cultivation practices. Occasionally, an ancestor would come out to impart scriptures, and everyone would gather to discuss and absorb the teachings. Only in their spare time, would fellow disciples spar with each other, and since everyone was in tune with each other, they would stop at the right moment, which actually benefits their cultivation greatly,” explained the little Daoist priest.

Fu Donglai listened, filled with a multitude of emotions.

Back at Lion Camel Ridge, even sparring among fellow sect members was often merciless, risking life and limb in the process; how could it compare to the harmonious atmosphere of Mount Fangcun?

Shen Luo observed this with interest and thought to himself, “Only such an unconventional sect could have produced a disciple with the spirit of Sun Wukong…”

As the group moved forward, stepping lightly along the way and reaching several forks in the road, Shen Luo was still able to find the correct path by memory, which surprised the guiding Daoist child, who mistakenly thought Shen Luo had been to Mount Fangcun before.

When he asked about it, Shen Luo simply smiled and denied it, offering no further explanation.

Soon, the three of them trekked and arrived at the top of a mountain peak.

The vegetation on the mountaintop was sparse, with a naturally formed open space where a simple thatched cottage stood.

The cottage consisted of just three adjoining rooms, with a small courtyard in front surrounded by a fence and a wooden gate tower standing in the center, a wooden plaque with the words “Fangcun Residence” carved boldly on it.

In Shen Luo's memory, he vaguely recollected having been here before, but at that time, he hadn't seen any thatched cottage, suggesting that it had probably been destroyed and no longer existed back then.

The little Daoist priest led Shen Luo and the other into the courtyard and saw a small vegetable garden on the left side and stone tables and chairs on the right, looking very simple and rustic, virtually no different from those found in ordinary households.

“The ancestor has ordered that Benefactor Shen be invited inside for a talk, and I'll trouble Benefactor Fu to have some tea here while waiting for a moment,” said the Daoist child, as he waved his sleeve over the stone table.

A sweep of green light passed over the table, and a set of exquisite purple pottery teapot and teacup appeared on it.

The teacup was already filled with tea, the color a pale green, clear and bright, wafting a lingering, pleasant fragrance that was refreshing to the soul.

“Thank you,” Fu Donglai expressed his gratitude and immediately sat down.

Shen Luo thanked the little Daoist priest with a “Much appreciated” and then followed him towards the central thatched cottage.

Approaching the door, the Daoist child pushed open the pitch-black wooden door, said “Please” and stepped aside.

Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, but still stepped inside.

Just as his foot crossed the threshold, his heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately wanted to back out.

But before he could take action, a powerful pulling force, previously undetected within the door, twisted through the void and yanked him in. His figure stumbled and he plunged forward into the interior of the cottage.

This distorting force was incredibly strong; even though Shen Luo was now a True Immortal cultivator, he couldn't stop his forward momentum and was about to tumble down.

All he felt was darkness before his eyes at first, then it suddenly brightened.

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Shen Luo hadn't even registered what had happened when his arm was propped up by a thin, withered hand.

“Be careful not to trample my Purple Luo Begonias,” an old, weathered voice said at the same time.

“Junior Shen Luo, pays his respects to Bodhi Ancestor,” After steadying himself, Shen Luo quickly clasped his hands in a salute.

“No need for formalities…” The withered hand pressed down on his hands folded in front of his chest, saying with a smile.

Shen Luo lowered his hands and only then did he raise his eyes to look at the old man and the flowerbed behind him that spanned dozens of feet.

The old man had a lean face with fine, long eyebrows and eyes, a hint of a frown between his brows, and three long beards hanging from his chin. He wore a green robe with a golden sash tied around his waist, and his large sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He looked to have an ineffable aura that was partly ethereal, partly worldly.

The only thing he lacked was the deliberate air of mysterious depth that many monks put on.

“How peculiar, why is the thread of karma on your body so entangled and confused?” The old man, cupping soil-stained hands, frowned and looked at Shen Luo with puzzlement, as if asking a question, yet also as if talking to himself.

Being stared at in such a way, Shen Luo felt as if all of his secrets had been laid bare, and a wave of panic unavoidably rose in his heart.

“Don't be nervous, I felt a special destiny with you when I first saw you, yet I couldn't see clearly at the time. That's why I invited you here for a gathering, to do some karmic calculation,” said the Bodhi Ancestor, smiling.

“So the boy in the town at the foot of the mountain was indeed sent by the Ancestor,” Shen Luo realized in his heart.

“What arrangement? That was just a separate soul fragment of mine. I didn't expect you to come looking for me here at Mount Fangcun merely based on that crude drawing,” Bodhi Ancestor said with a laugh.

After speaking, he led Shen Luo along the ridges of the garden towards a bamboo pavilion outside the fields.

As Shen Luo looked around the way, he saw all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs, each with its peculiar phenomena. On one cluster of crimson flowers, flame burned continuously, yet no ash could be seen.

Right next to it was a patch of cold grass covered in ice crystals. The two were only inches apart, yet they did not affect each other–a profound mystery in and of itself.

However, what surprised Shen Luo the most was that among these extraordinary flowers and herbs, which were clearly not of the mortal realm, there were also a few very common peonies and Chinese roses. They lacked the aura of immortals, yet they bloomed vibrantly and abundantly.

It seemed that for Bodhi Ancestor, whether divine or worldly, it only mattered if one took pleasure in them.

The two came to the bamboo pavilion and sat opposite each other at a bamboo table with a pot of tea placed between them.

“Looking at you, your Pure Yang Qi is strong, and the Demonic Qi of Chiyou is equally unrestrained. The balance is maintained well, so you must be using some secret technique, right?” Bodhi Ancestor looked at Shen Luo and asked.

Shen Luo merely nodded but didn't go into detail.

“Whatever method you use, it seems it's not a long-term solution. Such Xuan Yang-Demonic co-cultivation methods should not be misused, or they will cause irreversible disasters,” Bodhi Ancestor warned.

At these words, Shen Luo's heart shook.

The theory was that his own Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Art should be imperceptible when not in use, and each usage indeed came with a steep price. It would harm his yang to become yin, allowing demonic qi to further invade until it took over. At that point, his body would ultimately be demonized.

According to Shen Luo's own speculation, by the time that happened, he would become a Demon Soul doppelganger of Chiyou.

And this process, as Bodhi Ancestor had said, was indeed irreversible.

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