The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 795

Chapter 795: Chapter 792: Mount Putuo Gate Chapter 795: Chapter 792: Mount Putuo Gate “Cai Zhu was taken as a disciple by the Immortal Master of Mount Putuo that year. I thought it would be much longer before I had a chance to come here, but I didn't expect to come so soon.” Shen Luo, reminiscing about the past, commented with a touch of melancholy.

“Good kid, a reunion after such a long absence, and you're gifting a pearl hairpin? Since she's a monk, shouldn't you at least present a magical instrument as a gift?” Bai Xiaotian slapped his shoulder and said.

“The thought matters more than the price of the gift. Besides, I don't even know what skills Cai Zhu is currently practicing. Even if I wanted to gift a magical instrument, it would need to be compatible with her, wouldn't it?” Shen Luo replied with a grin.

In the middle of their conversation, he finally chose an exquisitely crafted plum blossom hairpin. After paying, he placed it in a fine wooden box and put it away.

“We were told that Mount Putuo would send disciples to greet the arriving Conference attendees, but where exactly?” Shen Luo inquired, standing up.

“Mount Putuo is an Oversea Immortal Mountain in the Southern Sea. To put it plainly, it's actually a significant island, accompanied by eighteen small islands in its periphery. Previously, the Jieyin was conducted on Star Island, and I presume it will be the same this year.” Bai Xiaotian replied after a moment's thought.

“In that case, let's head directly to Star Island.” Shen Luo suggested.

Bai Xiaotian nodded, and the two promptly arrived at a deserted beach. Each of them rode on their Flying Swords, transforming into two beams of light, disappearing into the distance.

It was midsummer, with clear, azure skies and gentle breezes fluttering across the sea, causing waves to ripple.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian flew for hundreds of li, passing numerous islands and reefs, but there was no sign of Mount Putuo.

“Xiaotian, are you sure about the path you're taking? Why haven't we seen any trace of Mount Putuo yet?” Shen Luo expressed his skepticism while looking at the vast expanse of the sea.

“Mount Putuo, after all, is an important Buddhist site and the training ground for the Guanyin Bodhisattva. It won't be so easily found. Remember the eighteen auxiliary islands we mentioned before? They form part of an Array that guards the main island and create a cloaking formation. Those without the correct path will indefinitely circle the islands without being allowed entry.” Bai Xiaotian responded with a chuckle.

“All this talk, do you even have a clue on how to find the sect?” Shen Luo asked.

“Of course I do. Before leaving, the temple gave us a token. With this to guide us, how could we get lost?” Bai Xiaotian replied, raising his arm.

On his wrist, a red thread was tied, from which hung a fish-shaped talisman. It was fluttering against the wind with the tail of the fish pointing in the southwest direction, swaying slightly.

No matter how Bai Xiaotian moved his arm, the fluttering fish-shaped talisman, its tail would always point in the same direction, unwavering.

“Why do you have this talisman, and the National Master didn't give me one?” Shen Luo asked in surprise.

“Our Shenghua Temple and Mount Putuo are both part of the Buddhist Sect, so we have a closer relationship than your Great Tang Dynasty Government.” Bai Xiaotian gave him a look, acting as if it were a matter of course.

“That's true…heh heh, lead the way.” Shen Luo said, laughing and nodding his head.

“Will do.” Bai Xiaotian responded and continued to fly in the direction pointed out by the talisman.

About half an hour later, a gray island, not more than a few hundred feet in radius, appeared on the sea surface ahead. There were sparsely spread trees and a faint glimpse of a thatched cottage constructed on it.

When Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian were near, the flying fish-shaped talisman suddenly fell.

“We're here.” Bai Xiaotian's eyes lit up, and he said.

“Is this the place?” Shen Luo glanced at it, feeling somewhat surprised.

But when he probed the island with his Divine Sense, he quickly noticed something unusual – his divine soul simply could not penetrate the seemingly unremarkable thatched cottage.

Just then, a man and a woman, two figures emerged from the thatched cottage.

The moment they laid eyes on Shen Luo, their expressions changed simultaneously, albeit differently.

The woman, who originally had no trace of a smile, couldn't help but beam when her gaze fell upon Shen Luo. The man, on the other hand, who had been grinning previously, now wore a grave face, his complexion darkening.

“Well, what a coincidence. It's you two who are in charge of the guidance.” Shen Luo expressed his surprise.

As it turned out, the man, and the woman were none other than the Nineteenth Princess of the Great Tang Dynasty, Li Shu, and Wuming.

“Big Brother Shen, how are you here… Could it be that you also came for the Immortal Apricot Conference?” Li Shu inquired surprisingly.

Since the ghost problem of the Jing River Dragon King last time, Li Shu's admiration for Shen Luo and Lu Huaming had been consistent and endless like a rolling river. Seeing them again now made her feel a sense of familiarity.

Wuming standing beside them felt even more irritated, unconsciously clenching his fists inside his cuffs.

“The National master allowed me especially to represent the Great Tang Dynasty Government at this conference.” Shen Luo was not too concerned about this and responded with a smile.

Bai Xiaotian on the side frowned and after a while, unexpectedly asked: “Shen Luo, is this lady your fiancee, Cousin Cai Zhu you mentioned earlier? Should I address her as a junior sister then?”

“Don't talk nonsense, she is the Nineteenth Princess of our Emperor Tang.” Shen Luo quickly corrected.

“And who might this be?” Li Shu glanced at Bai Xiaotian, asking somewhat puzzled.

“So it's the princess, I am Bai Xiaotian, invited by the Hua Sheng Temple to attend the conference.” Bai Xiaotian saw the resentment in Wuming's eyes whenever he looked at Shen Luo, deliberately ignoring him, hardly sparing him a glance at all.

“Brother Bai is a fellow disciple of the Chan Sect in Hua Sheng Temple. We are somewhat related by our affiliation to the same sect.” Li Shu chuckled and performed a fist-in-palm salute towards Bai Xiaotian.

“Junior sister Li has such a temperament; it's hard to believe you're royalty. I like it. In the future, you can just call me Brother Bai or Big Brother Bai. Don't bother with the Daoist friend title, haha…” Bai Xiaotian's friendly nature made him react with laughter.

“Okay. What was that Brother Bai mentioned about Cousin Cai Zhu earlier? Big brother Shen, are you engaged?” Li Shu asked while laughing.

“That is…”

“Enough with your gossiping, we should do the real work first.” Just as Bai Xiaotian was about to speak, Shen Luo cut him off.

“Right.” Bai Xiaotian scratched his head with a wry smile.

With that said, both of them took out their passes and tokens and handed them to Li Shu for inspection.

“Everything seems fine. The two of you, please follow me for registration.” The always sidelined Wuming stepped forward first and after careful verification declared.

“Brother Wuming, how about I've accompany Shen and his companion for registration?” Li Shu suggested.

“Junior sister, aren't you supposed to wait here for Daoist Liu Qing? Leave this small matter to me. Don't worry, I will make sure that your two elder brothers are properly settled in. Is that okay?” Wuming assured her, thumping his chest.

Li Shu glanced at the distant sea surface and the sky, showing a hesitant look on her face.