Chapter 493: Ancient Heavenly Palace Ruins, Xuanzang's Dream
"Although Taizhen realized the method of separating divinity through the Twenty-Four Grades of the Righteous Alliance's Mighty Law, the speed at which the Queen Mother of the West awakened still exceeded her expectations. After becoming an immortal, she found me and asked me to paint a little cinnabar on her forehead."
Lady Qing Yi sighed, "But she knows in her heart that this method is only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure. After a short period of suppression, there will definitely be a greater rebound."
Li Daoxuan suddenly understood his senior sister a little.
I understand why she likes to read idle books, why she stays at home in Mount Zhongnan every day and plays role-playing games with herself, and why she lives so frankly and simply despite being an immortal.
Regardless of family, country or world affairs, she just wants to live the life she likes, and live freely and wantonly in her limited life.
Li Daoxuan suddenly remembered that every time he came here, his senior sister seemed to be watching the sunrise on the mountain.
When the brilliant red sun slowly rose in the sea of clouds and its golden-red light spread over the world, my senior sister always watched with extra concentration.
Sometimes she would sigh about the fleeting time and the passing of time. The sadness at that moment made Li Daoxuan feel a little strange. After all, as an immortal, she was destined to experience many changes in the world. Time did not mean much to her.
But now he understood that what his senior sister was lamenting was not the years, but herself.
The sun will still rise, and she will still exist, but after several years, the woman illuminated by the sun may no longer be the same person she used to be.
That ancient and majestic god would not like to read idle books about love, would not ponder strange and bizarre stories, would not eat roasted lamb legs until his mouth was full of oil, and would not take off his shoes and socks wantonly and stand in the lush green grass or gurgling streams...
"Qing Ni, you are so powerful, don't you have any solution for this?"
Li Daoxuan couldn't help but ask.
The lady in green shook her head and said, "If it was just an ordinary immortal, I could still suppress her with my magic, but she is the reincarnation of the Queen Mother of the West. Although the Queen Mother of the West's true spirit is defective, I am not able to contend with her now..."
After a pause, she continued, "Actually, Taizhen would not have had an attack so soon, but some time ago, in order to help you find the Phoenix Blood, she went to the ruins of the Heavenly Palace according to her memory. I don't know what she went through, but after she came back, the cinnabar seal on her forehead was often impacted."
Li Daoxuan stood there quietly, without saying a word.
He recalled how his senior sister had been so calm when she gave him the Phoenix Blood, and even jokingly asked him to promise her something in the future.
Now it seems that drop of phoenix blood is so heavy.
"Qing Ni, where is Senior Sister now? I can't figure out her whereabouts with Zi Wei Dou Shu. I'm worried that something might happen to her."
Lady Qingyi shook her head and said, "Taizhen is an immortal. She deliberately concealed her whereabouts. Even I can't predict it. Whether you can meet her again in the future... I'm afraid it depends on fate."
"Qing Ni, is there really no way to preserve Senior Sister's consciousness?"
Li Daoxuan asked again without giving up.
Lady Qingyi thought about it seriously and said, "Perhaps there will be relevant solutions in the ruins of the ancient heaven. This problem is basically unsolvable in the human world."
The ruins of the ancient heaven...
Li Daoxuan's heart moved, and he asked, "Qing Ni, is there any way to go to heaven now?"
The immortals and Buddhas have disappeared, and the Heaven must have become a ruin. But for everyone, it is a treasure house that contains countless immortal treasures. For example, Laozi's alchemy room, where any pill can make a mortal become an immortal.
Maybe there really is a way to solve Senior Sister’s problem.
"It's not that easy to go to heaven. At the very least, you need to have the cultivation of a human immortal, and you also need the right time and place... In short, it's too far away to think about it now."
The lady in green held the tattered Falling Moon Immortal Robe in her hand, stroking the traces of battle on it, especially at the heart area, where there was a big hole, which showed how dangerous the situation was at that time.
She sighed softly and said, "Your current cultivation is still too weak. Take good care of this little flower goddess. She can help you cultivate to become an immortal quickly."
Li Daoxuan was stunned, not knowing why she said that.
"The nectar she collected is a rare treasure in the world. It can not only heal people's injuries and bring the dead back to life, but it can also assist in spiritual practice. Especially the nectar she collected during the day, which is full of the essence of the sun. It is most suitable for cultivators in the Yang God Realm or even immortals. With the help of the power of the flower god, you can quickly become an immortal."
Li Daoxuan touched the little guy who was sleeping hidden in his hair. It felt soft and smooth, like a little man made of milk.
I never thought that this little guy is actually the god of flowers, and can also help people cultivate and become immortals.
Although he is not tall, he is very capable.
"Qing Ni, I still have——"
When Li Daoxuan raised his head, he found that there was no one around him and that stunning figure had disappeared.
He bowed respectfully to the statue, then turned and walked away with a determined look in his eyes.
No matter what, he would try to find his senior sister and help her solve the problem of Queen Mother of the West.
After all, no matter how powerful the Queen Mother of the West is, she is not his senior sister.
…
Qingming Realm, Mount Yamfu.
The lady in green sat upright on the lotus platform, staring at the torn Luoyue fairy robe in her hands, and could not help but shook her head and sighed.
In fact, she didn't want Li Daoxuan to get involved in Taizhen's affairs, but things went against her wishes. Given Li Daoxuan's character, it was difficult for him to just stand by and watch.
After a while, the mother-in-law came in with a dragon-headed cane and bowed, "Miss, what do you want me to do?"
The Qingyi Lady handed her the Falling Moon Immortal Robe and asked, "Can this robe be repaired?"
The mother-in-law stroked the Taoist robe and said, "It's a good piece of fabric, but it's so badly damaged. If I want to repair it, it will be a bit difficult for me to do it alone."
The Qingyi Lady said calmly: "You can dispatch anyone in the Qingming Realm. I remember there is a piece of Qingguang satin in the treasure house. You can use it to repair this dress."
The mother-in-law was stunned for a moment and said, "Miss, that blue satin is specially used to make your underwear. You never allow others to touch it, but this..."
She seemed to have thought of something, touched the Luoyue Fairy Robe, and a smile appeared in her eyes.
"Miss, forgive me for asking, but is this dress Li Daoxuan's?"
The lady in green looked away slightly and said calmly, "So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"
The mother-in-law smiled and said, "Miss, if it is really Li Daoxuan's clothes, then I think you'd better help him sew it yourself. Think about it, when the time comes, every stitch will be sewed by you, and Li Daoxuan will wear it, how can he not be moved?"
Lady in green glanced at her indifferently.
The mother-in-law said quickly, "Miss, please don't blame me. I was just joking. But if you sew it yourself, you can cut the moonlight into silk and maximize the characteristics of the blue satin. It can also allow Master Li to have a more powerful protective robe..."
The lady in green lowered her eyes and said nothing.
If it were anyone else, they might think she was angry, but the mother-in-law had been with her for nearly a thousand years, so how could she not know that the young lady had some feelings but was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
The mother-in-law smiled slightly, took out needle and thread and a book from her arms, and put them in Lady Qingyi's room.
"Miss, this is the experience of working as a woman that I wrote when I had nothing to do. If you have time, why not take a look at it?"
On the lotus platform, the voice of Lady in Green was indifferent and distant.
"I am not interested in women's craftsmanship."
The mother-in-law bowed and said with a smile, "Then leave it here for now. I still have to make Meng Po soup, so I'll take my leave now."
After her mother-in-law walked away, Lady in Green's eyes fell on the book again.
After a long moment, she sighed quietly, and finally picked up the book, gently opened it, and looked at the exquisite craftsmanship of the women on it, with ripples in her eyes.
…
Chang'an City.
When Li Daoxuan returned to the Xuandu courtyard, Baishe and Xiaotian immediately came up to him and started talking in a buzz.
"Master, you are finally back. The princess has been waiting for you."
"Woof woof, Master, you smell so good, why are you still wearing only pajamas, is it…"
Xiaotian bared his teeth, revealing an expression that even a dog could understand.
Li Daoxuan's face turned dark and he kicked him away.
The white snake crawled into his sleeve and whispered, "Master, the princess has been worried about you and even had a nightmare about it. What did she dream about... The woman in white, she even ripped open your heart..."
Xiaobai told the story honestly after Li Daoxuan left without any exaggeration, and also described in detail Changle's worries and concerns about the master.
But it didn't notice that Li Daoxuan's eyes became a little strange.
Changle...actually dreamed about what happened to him?
When he walked into the room, he found little Changle sleeping against the door. She was still wearing the green Taoist robe, hugging her knees, holding his Qilin Jade Whisk in her hand, and sleeping soundly.
Li Daoxuan held her in his arms, her small body was soft as if it had no bones.
"Master...you are back..."
She opened her eyes, and when she saw that it was Li Daoxuan, she smiled with relief.
"I was just having a nightmare before."
Li Daoxuan carried her to the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with a thin blanket, and said, "It's late at night. You can sleep here with your master tonight. You don't have to go back to the palace."
Changle nodded, but did not sleep. Instead, he took Li Daoxuan's hand and said, "Master, I always dream about various things recently."
"Then tell me, Master, what did you dream about?"
"I dreamed that you, Master, were holding a very beautiful woman. She seemed to be dead. You were very sad, and your hair turned white..."
"I also dreamed that you, Master, took me walking on a rainbow, but I couldn't walk anymore and became old and ugly, but you, Master, were still so young and hadn't changed at all."
"Oh, by the way, I also dreamed that Master Xuanzang came back from the west, but he no longer liked to smile, and he was always staring at a goldfish that liked to blow bubbles."
"I also dreamed that..."
As Changle spoke, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she finally fell asleep. Her little hand was still tightly clasped around Li Daoxuan's big hand.
Li Daoxuan reached out and stroked her long hair, pinched her delicate face, and thought that his founding disciple seemed to have awakened some extraordinary abilities after he began practicing.
Her dreams gave her a sense of foreseeing the future.
But they are not systematic, and most of them are just hazy pictures. Maybe I can try to pass on Zi Wei Dou Shu to her in the future.
In addition, she has achieved great accomplishments in the magical power of wood. Li Daoxuan noticed when he was preaching today that the grass and trees under her feet were growing exceptionally lush. This is a unique talent and ability.
I have to pay more attention to such a good disciple and can't let him be delayed by myself.
"Xiaobai, what did Xuanzang do today?"
Li Daoxuan suddenly asked in a low voice.
He had been planning to ask Xuanzang about the water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pond after the sermon, but he was interrupted by Cha Cha.
The white snake thought for a moment and said, "Master, after listening to your sermon, Xuanzang seemed to have fallen into enlightenment. In my eyes, he was glowing with Buddha's light."
Li Daoxuan nodded. He was not surprised by this. After all, he was Xuanzang, the future number one monk in the Tang Dynasty.
I just don't know how Master Sanle is doing now, and when he will come back to tell me where Moro is. Li Daoxuan feels that he will always feel uneasy unless he eliminates Moro, this huge hidden danger.
…
At night, in a courtyard of Xuandu Temple.
Xuanzang was lying on the bed, his brows furrowed and sweat dripping down his face.
Xiaotang stepped forward to help him wipe the sweat off his face, but it was just a drop in the bucket and she was simply unable to keep up. Seeing that Xuanzang was seriously dehydrated, she gritted her teeth, drank a big sip of water herself , and then fed it to Xuanzang mouth-to-mouth.
Gulp gulp gulp…
Xuanzang, who was in a coma, swallowed in big gulps, as if drinking sweet rain.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Master!!!"
There was no one around, not even Xiaotang.
Xuanzang gasped for breath, and his wildly beating heart finally calmed down.
He pushed open the door of the room and walked out into the yard, but was surprised to find that there was no sound around him and the world was completely silent.
What surprised him even more was that everything around him was extremely familiar. This was not the Chang'an that seemed unfamiliar to him, but the Dacheng Temple where he had lived for many years.
He returned to Yuzhang City, to the shabby but warm temple.
"Did Master bring me back?"
Thinking of this, Xuanzang felt very excited. He had not seen his master for a long time.
“Master!”
Xuanzang ran towards the kitchen. Based on his understanding of his master, the other party liked to go to the kitchen for midnight snacks.
Sure enough, he saw a fat figure in the kitchen, huddled in the corner, apparently chewing something.
"Master, why don't you light the lamp?"
Xuanzang smiled and struck a tinder to light the oil lamp.
Weird, I clearly remember that the lamp oil in the kitchen was stolen ...
Xuanzang shook his head. The joy of reunion made him ignore this detail and he turned to look at his master.
Under the candlelight, Master Sanle had his back to him and was gnawing on something frantically, making crisp crunching sounds.
"Master, what are you eating secretly?"
Xuanzang patted his master on the shoulder.
Master Sanle stopped moving and slowly turned around...
Plop!
When he saw the scene clearly, Xuanzang almost fainted from fright.
Master Sanle's eyes were dull, his arms were all white bones without a single piece of good flesh, and his mouth was full of blood.
He was actually gnawing on his own arm!
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Sanle muttered something, then raised his arms and continued to eat.
“Master!”
Xuanzang stepped forward to stop him, but was pushed to the ground.
"If I don't go to hell...disciple...who will go...to find...hell...Li Daoxuan..."
"I won't go... to hell... old beggar... who will go to hell... Shangyang City..."
Under the candlelight, Xuanzang clearly saw that one of his master's eyes was as cold as a demon, while tears were slowly flowing from the other eye.
