The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 825

Chapter 825: 822 Chapter 825: 822 Shen Luo looked at Nie Caizhu, who was already unscathed before his eyes, and his mouth couldn't help but open slightly.

Nie Caizhu's internal organs had been heavily damaged, and even after taking an Injury Healing Rejuvenating Pill, she would need a long time to recover. Her mana was also less than thirty percent, and with the best restoration pills, it would still take at least half an hour to recover. Yet, with just a glance at this talisman, she was all healed up?

“This is our Mount Putuo's secret technique 'Willow Dew.' It can quickly heal injuries and recover mana. However, this technique is too profound for me to use, so Master sealed it into the talisman to protect myself,” Nie Caizhu explained when she saw the look of surprise on Shen Luo's face.

Shen Luo nodded and glanced at Bai Xiaotian, who sat nearby meditating, sighing to himself that Hua Sheng Temple and Mount Putuo, with their long heritages, held all sorts of unimaginable secret techniques, and were in no way inferior to Mount Fangcun.

He had easily dispatched Wuming during their previous encounter and slighted Mount Putuo somewhat in his heart. Now, it seemed the depth of these ancient sects was truly profound.

“This is the Purple Bamboo Forest! How did you guys end up here?” Nie Caizhu finally took notice of their surroundings, exclaiming in shock, her expression growing more anxious.

“You were gravely injured and needed a quiet place to heal. There were Demon Race invasions all over Mount Putuo, so I brought you here. Is there something wrong with this place?” Shen Luo asked.

“I once heard from the elders in my sect that the Purple Bamboo Forest is a forbidden area of Mount Putuo, supposedly related to Guanyin Bodhisattva. Is that true?” Bai Xiaotian ceased his cultivation, opened his eyes, and interjected.

He had just taken a Restoration Pill, and his pale complexion had recovered quite a bit.

“Guanyin Bodhisattva!” Shen Luo exclaimed in surprise.

“Yes, this Purple Bamboo Forest is the Bodhisattva's place of seclusion!” Nie Caizhu said slowly.

“What! Guanyin Bodhisattva is here! Then we must hurry to see her. Although it's somewhat impolite for us to come in like this, with the invasion of demons, we can't worry about that. As long as she takes action, she will surely be able to subdue those demons outside,” Bai Xiaotian said excitedly.

“Bodhisattva Guanyin has long left Mount Putuo. This place is just where she used to seclude herself,” Nie Caizhu said.

“I see, since the Bodhisattva isn't here, and now with the invasion of demons, the situation is special. What's the harm in us coming in?” Shen Luo replied nonchalantly.

“What you don't understand is that the Purple Bamboo Forest has prohibitions laid down by our sect. It's easy to enter, but getting out is difficult,” Nie Caizhu sighed.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo looked around. The bamboo forest was filled with white fog everywhere, and his line of sight couldn't reach very far.

He exercised his Divine Sense to probe the surroundings, and his brow quickly furrowed.

An invisible force of prohibition permeated the void, restricting his Divine Sense to a mere dozen or so yards, beyond which it could no longer extend. Moreover, this invisible force was not merely confining his Divine Sense, but it was constantly shifting, affecting his perception.

The scenery before Shen Luo suddenly started spinning, and the power of his Divine Sense in his mind became disordered, a strong sense of vertigo overwhelming him.

His expression changed, and he hurriedly withdrew his Divine Sense, while silently operating the Suppressing God Technique. Only then did the dizziness subside.

“What a formidable prohibition!” Shen Luo slowly opened his eyes and exhaled softly.

“Master said that the prohibition here is called the Liangyi Microdust Illusion Array. It's said to be an ancient array, and although it's reportedly not fully deployed, it's not something we can break,” Nie Caizhu said with a wry smile.

“The Liangyi Microdust Illusion Array! That's one of the ten famous formations from ancient times,” Bai Xiaotian gaped.

Shen Luo's eyes also widened; with such a significant prohibition in place, escaping would indeed be difficult.

“Because of that Wei Qing, the outside is swarming with invading demons. It might be more dangerous for us to go out, but staying here might not be a bad thing,” he mused for a moment before saying.

“How can I hide here and care only for myself when my sect is in trouble!” Nie Caizhu said urgently.

“All right then, let's try to find a way out,” Shen Luo said, seeing Nie Caizhu looking somewhat angry. He quickly raised his hand and walked in the direction they had come from.

The three of them moved forward following their memory of the path they'd taken, but after a while, they still hadn't seen any sign of leaving the bamboo forest.

“Wait a moment, continuing to wander aimlessly isn't a solution,” Bai Xiaotian suddenly spoke up.

“What, Brother Bai, have you discovered something?” Shen Luo stopped in his tracks and asked.

“Take a look at this bamboo,” Bai Xiaotian said, pointing at a piece of purple bamboo in front of them.

Shen Luo looked over and saw nothing special about the bamboo, except for a white mark slashed across its body.

“This is a mark I left earlier,” Bai Xiaotian said.

“You mean we've been going around in circles, it really is a formidable illusion array,” Shen Luo muttered, frowning.

The three of them looked at each other in silence. Bai Xiaotian and Nie Caizhu were not adept at the way of arrays and could only wait anxiously.

Shen Luo was silent for a moment, then activated his Ghost Eye of the Netherworld, shooting out two beams of green light from his eyes, scanning the surroundings.

Around him, in the foggy bamboo forest, lines of vague white marks appeared, crisscrossing everywhere–seemingly chaotic yet containing profound mysteries.

“Brother Shen, you're also knowledgeable in pupil techniques?” Bai Xiaotian asked, surprised.

“Just a little. This pupil technique of mine can see through illusions and might help us find a way out,” Shen Luo replied.

“Really?” Bai Xiaotian exclaimed with joy.

He was representing Hua Sheng Temple at the “Immortal Apricot Conference”, and if something happened to Mount Putuo while he was absent, it would also affect the reputation of Hua Sheng Temple.

“Then please, Cousin!” Nie Caizhu also spoke with a happy expression.

“I'll do my best,” Shen Luo nodded, the green light in his eyes flickering as he concentrated on observing the surroundings.

However, this Liangyi Microdust Illusion Array was too subtle, and his Ghost Eye of the Netherworld had not been cultivated to a profound realm; he could only barely make out a few traces.

Yet, these few traces were enough to provide significant guidance, ensuring they wouldn't blindly wander around as before.

After surveying the surroundings for a while, Shen Luo started walking in a certain direction.

Nie Caizhu and Bai Xiaotian hurried to follow him.

The three of them moved through the bamboo forest, no longer going straight ahead. Shen Luo moved left and right, sometimes even turning in circles on the spot.

After walking for a while, Bai Xiaotian and Nie Caizhu were pleasantly surprised to find that the bamboo forest around them had changed significantly. The bamboo became sparser, and the mist had thinned a great deal.

“We've really made it out, Brother Shen is indeed remarkable,” Bai Xiaotian said happily.

“No, we haven't left the Purple Bamboo Forest but have come to its deepest part,” Nie Caizhu said, her expression changing as she looked ahead.

“What!” Bai Xiaotian exclaimed in shock, looking in the direction of Nie Caizhu's gaze.

They saw that the bamboo ahead had grown even sparser, and through the white fog, they could faintly see a mountain peak that was not very tall, with golden light casting out from the base of the peak.

“This is the deepest part of the Purple Bamboo Forest? My pupil technique can only glimpse a little of the Liangyi Microdust Illusion Array's traces. Following these traces, I can't be certain if we are leaving or going deeper,” Shen Luo also noticed the situation up ahead and said with a heavy expression.

Nie Caizhu didn't speak and walked towards the mountain peak. Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian hurriedly followed, and the two soon saw the whole picture of the mountain peak.

This was a short mountain of over a hundred zhang high, entirely emerald green as if constructed from some kind of jade. The spiritual energy here was incredibly abundant, and many flowers and plants grew on the mountain, all appearing to be high-level spiritual materials.

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