Daoist Master Of Qing Xuan Chapter 465 - Trials of Lightning

Chapter 465 - Trials of Lightning

The letter delivery man was exactly the one who was being dispatched by the daoist from the Seven Peaches Mountain.
The daoist had given him two Magical Travel talisman. It could extract his energy and allowed him to travel thousands of miles in one day. This was one treasure item that was hard to turn down by the letter delivery man.
He reached the bottom of Mount Jieyang and was discovered by Shen Lian. This was because there were mana vibrations contained within the Magical Travel talisman, which could not be hidden from him at a.
Shen Lian only allowed Black Tiger to capture him and lock him up.
Until Shen Lian had straightened out the matters on his hands within these few days, only then did he have the leisure to deal with him.
The letter delivery man stared at this weird talking infant, his expression blank. Once his inner mind responded, he could also accept this. After all, he was the letter delivery man that had travelled extensively. In his normal days, he had heard of stories being told by those storytellers in tea booths while he was on his way. He had heard many deeds of demons and the supernatural.
He had heard that in the most western part, there was a country where once the people were born they could open their mouths and speak. Their entire behavior was no different than an a.d.u.l.t. Furthermore, the young master that was just born to the old master of an aristocratic family had more strength than an a.d.u.l.t bullock.
At that time, he was uncertain as to what to believe. But now that he had met Shen Lian, he knew that perhaps there was some truth to the stories being told by the storyteller.
The letter delivery man hoarsely asked, "You already knew where I came from?"
Shen Lian's baby-like throat stirred slightly, his tiny tongue spouted words. It was pure and ethereal as he said, "The things I want to know, I could know. The person that sent you here would naturally be the previous owner of this manor. You tell him, I am the young master of Xi Liang City and Mount Jieyang is my property. Every tree and bush does not belong to him. If he wants to come and argue, he can come and look for me. I am only afraid that he would dare to come."
The letter delivery man's memory was not bad and he had already remembered what Shen Lian said. He asked, "You only need me to bring these few sentences?"
Shen Lian answered, "Just these few sentences. Do you want to rest before you leave?"
The letter delivery man originally wanted to leave directly. However, he thought that if Shen Lian wanted to end him, it would also be a matter of a backhand moment. That was why he decided to properly rest before he left. After all, he was someone who was busy running about year in and year out. He knew that in order to hit the road, he needed to be in a fine mental state.
Shen Lian allowed him to first step out. He had his small hands on his back, his stature was infantile. However, the letter delivery man could only follow behind with extreme caution, because he deeply feared this small kid.
After Shen Lian had the daoist's Prohibition dismantled, the backyard was a very good resting pace. Soft green grass carpeted the ground and there were a few small white flowers that occasionally grew by the side of the well. It opened silently, emitting a silent and beautiful fragrance. The letter delivery man followed him here and he only felt refreshed.
There was a stone table and stone stools by the side of the cooling and still ancient well. Shen Lian slowly sat on top. Black Tiger lied next to the well. It greedily breathed in the spiritual force, lazily glanced the letter delivery man and continued to doze off.
Shen Lian asked him, "Since you want to rest, why are you not sitting?'
The letter delivery man had his mind clear right now by the delicate fragrance of the plants and his thoughts were already rested by a good deal. Even so, when he heard Shen Lian asking him to sit, he was overwhelmed by this unexpected favor. This was because someone as unusual as Shen Lian should see him as worthless grass. How could he allow him to be sitting as him?
Even if these were civilities by the other, that was also something truly hard to come by.
He waved his hands as he replied, "I'll just squat here and I'll be fine."
He searched for a spot that was far away from Black Tiger and the squatted on the ground. His back and waist were stooped. His face was full of crisscross marks, like one ravine after another, which really spoke about the cruelty of the years towards him.
Shen Lian gazed at him and in his mind, he thought that this was the most ordinary human. To him, these people were no different than the dayfly that was ephemeral. Nonetheless, Shen Lian had never looked down on these most ordinary humans. He was living with difficulty every day and he was working hard to live.
In actual fact, this also reminded Shen Lian just how uneasy it was to be alive. This allowed him to have more vigilance and restraint when he was being capricious.
There was a stone bowl and stone kettle on top of the stone table.
The cover of the stone kettle flew up and there was a handful of cool spring water that flew from the pail by the side of the well. It poured into the stone kettle. A few young green buds flew out of nowhere and were poured together into the stone kettle.
As the letter delivery man saw everything that Shen Lian did, he was full of astonishment.
Shen Lian borrowed a wisp of fire Qi from the heaven and earth and he purified and refined it. He then shrouded it on the surface of the stone kettle. Not long after, the tea boiled and scorching hot tea sprayed out, entering into the two stone bowls. He asked, "Since you're here too, how about I treat you to a cup of tea?"
The tea was just ordinary spring buds but the water of the hot tea was the spiritual water of the Yin Gathering Fountain. The fire used was even the wisp of succinct fire will that Shen Lian had purified.
The letter delivery man did not know just how precious the water was but he had drank many tea in his entire life, it was just that there was not one cup of tea that had the taste of the tea he was having now.
After he drank it, he was filled with energy. It was as though it was impossible to vent it all out even after three days and three nights. He needed exercise. He needed to walk to work it off.
Thus, he very quickly said his farewell to Shen Lian and descended Mount Jieyang.
He tied the Magical Travel talisman once again and continuously sprinted on the road. The scenery by the two sides were rapidly reversing. Before that, when he was using the Magical Travel talisman, he could clearly feel that he was more tired than usual. But now, he noticed that he was not tired at al.
If he knew about the term perpetual motion machine, he would definitely thought that he had it installed on himself. He did not know just how far he ran. The pedestrians by the sides only felt a breeze brushed by and they could not even see the person clearly.
The letter delivery man had been on the road for ten over years now and it was only today that he felt just how carefree he could be as he walked. All of this boiled down to that cup of tea that Shen Lian had let him drink.
If anyone in cultivation knew about Shen Lian treating an ordinary mortal to such a precious spiritual tea, they would definitely groan out what a waste of god's good gift. After all, this one cup of tea was enough to make up for a whole month's work for those who were cultivating. It even had magical effects of reposing one's mind and building one's body.
It was also only Shen Lian who would not really mind these kind of stuff. To him, even the drug immortality was something that he would give away if he wanted to.
Not long after, the dark clouds in the skies began to roll. The letter delivery man thought that it was close to raining.
With rain, there was definitely wind. The wind blew in the direction of the letter delivery man, which caused him to run even faster. His mind was also getting more unstable. However, it was hard for him to stop because he was just oo quick. Even if he slowed down, he still needed time to buffer.
He gradually slowed down his speed but the wind that blew on his back caused him to follow its course like a blow up sailboat. He did not slow down one bit.
A rumbling thunderous sound brought a heavy pour of rain in the blink of an eye. The letter delivery man sprinted urgently as he seek for a place to hide from the rain.
Shen Lian was on Mount Jieyang. It was still clear skies here and the sound of thunder could only be heard. There was no sign of huge rain.
He locked his faze that the faraway place with the sound of thunder and said, "The old man up there truly frowned upon the living creatures who did adept in their cultivation. I wonder which demon is shapeshifting."
Black Tiger cowered as it looked into the distance. The might of the divine lightning caused it to tremble from its soul. It crawled on the ground and continuously got close to the side of its young master. As though by only doing this, it would be even safer.
He was just a tiger from the mountains with spirituality. Fundamentally, it was unclear what the trials if lightning meant to a demon. It was a ridge, a ridge that blocked thousands of the masses in obtaining their personal self.
There were demons who had cultivated for a thousand years just because they only wanted to wait for such an opportunity. If they could not make it pass, there was a possibility that they would go up in smoked. But those demons that had reached this steps, not many would hesitate and not venture into this trial of life and death.