C71

After Huang Shan left, there was no one left in the hall. Lin Qing was left alone at the main seat, seemingly deep in thought.

The incident at Yellow Mountain caused Lin Qing to feel deeply moved. At the same time, she also looked at herself more closely. She couldn't help but think of herself, thinking of how Lin Xue Xian had spared no effort to help her during her most difficult times.

Thinking of Lin Xue Xian's meticulous help, Lin Qing suddenly laughed out loud. However, when she thought of Lin Xue Xian's situation, Lin Qing's face turned even more ashen.

Although she didn't know what exactly happened on that rainy night, Lin Qing knew that something unknown must have happened. It was this unknown incident that caused Lin Xue Xian to disappear from her sight, making her disappear.

However, Lin Qing did not dare to think too much about this at the moment. She knew that the forces that she would be entangled with later on would definitely not be people that she could provoke. Before her strength had reached a certain level, being overly entangled would only result in her dying faster.

One had to know that the Xue Xian family also had three talented warriors. Lin Xue Xian's disappearance was not known by the Lin family at all. Clearly, there must be a huge force threatening them, causing the Lin family to have no courage to resist.

Lin Qing clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. A trace of scarlet blood flowed out from her lips, but Lin Qing did not notice in the slightest.

"..."

At the peak of the Li Province, at the top of the Azure Mountain Range, overlooking the billions of lands, this was a true mountain.

This boundless mountain was the peak cultivation sect of the Li Prefecture, the Three Green Path.

This was a true cultivation sect, and the billions of years of history it had passed down had caused the entire sect to panic. Thousands of kingdoms were called holy sects, and each word they said could decide the life and death of tens of thousands of people.

A cliff that was hundreds of thousands of feet high stood upright. The surging water carried with it the power of ten thousand tons as it fell down from the cliff. The sound shook the sky and the sea, and this was a true waterfall.

Above the cliff face, there was a palace floating in the air. The floating clouds and rising water vapor created a picturesque fairyland.

A woman with long hair and a shawl on her shoulders was looking at the world. Her eyes were like two precious gems, sparkling like stars in the night sky.

The woman's face was expressionless. Her gaze seemed to pass through the barrier of the mountains and gaze into the distance. It was as if there had once been a trace of concern, a trace of nostalgia.

At this moment, a Taoist with a pale face and no beard walked over from behind them. His feet were clean and white, his clothes were clean and white, and his clothes were spotless. When he saw Lin Xue Xian leaning against the railing, his eyebrows unconsciously furrowed.

"Still haven't forgotten? "Do you need Master to cut off the dust for you and not cause trouble?" The white-clothed Daoist slowly walked up, standing beside Lin Xue Xian. He too was looking down at the myriad mountains and rivers, his tone as calm as water.

Lin Xue Xian heard the voice and couldn't help but look over. When she saw the white-robed cultivator, her face immediately became respectful. She respectfully greeted, "Disciple Xue Xian greets Master."

The white-robed Daoist didn't reply. He looked at Lin Xue Xian with a strange expression, as if he was waiting for something.

Lin Xue Xian frowned. She frowned, but her eyebrows remained locked onto her heart, and after a long while, she said with sadness, "How can I forget about the kindness of my parents, the burning oath, how to follow them, and how to break them? There is a difference between the immortal and the mortal.

"What a grudge …" The white-clothed Daoist muttered to himself. He was not sure if he was still lamenting about the feelings in Lin Xue Xian's heart as he thought back to his own distant past.

"Snow Fairy, do you know how terrible the war of the Great Dao is? How many people are still unknown on the path to Immortality? Of the billions of people, how many are able to stand at the summit of the Li Province, the head of the Azure Mountain Range, the boundless mountains, the boundless clouds, and the boundless history are all decided with a single sentence. How could those tasteless people in such a desolate land be able to see such a vast world?"

Lin Xue Xian remained unmoved. The depths of her eyes seemed to be filled with countless silhouettes. These silhouettes all seemed to carry an indescribable emotion that shook the deepest part of Lin Xue Xian's heart.

"Sigh, it seems that I need to cut off the source of all of this for you. If it weren't for the fact that you and I were master and disciple, why would such a common matter disturb my heart?" When the white robed cultivator saw this, he already understood that his own disciple was still unable to leave.

"Don't …" As if she was about to lose something, Lin Xue Xian suddenly opened her mouth and said.

With a "hmph" sound, the white-robed Daoist ignored him and turned to look at the boundless mountain and river below him.

"This is my own Karma, and I need to sever it myself. The cycle of Karma is something that even Master would provoke trouble with. If I can't see through it, then I'll never be able to calm myself down. I'll never be able to rise above the great Dao in the future."

Thousands of feet away, tens of millions of tons of water flowed down from the cliff face with an unimaginable force. Rumbling water vapor rose up with the wind, forming endless clouds that seemed to cover Lin Xue Xian's eyes. They were hollow and hazy, and contained a mist of water that made it difficult to clearly see the emotions that were entangled within her.

"Since that's the case, I won't get involved." Looking at Lin Xue Xian's current expression, the white robed cultivator sighed lightly and said plainly.

"Xue Xian thanks Master," Lin Xue Xian respectfully said as she bowed again.

"With your current state of mind, it is no longer suitable for you to continue cultivating in the Divine Abyss Palace. Furthermore, after you finish your causal path, come back here and continue your search for the Dao." The white robed cultivator's tone was as calm as water, yet also as frightening as thunder.

"Yes, Master." Lin Xue Xian lowered her head. She seemed to have thought of something as her face became pale.

"Since that's the case, Master will send you over right now. With your current strength, there should be no one who can obstruct you in such a desolate place."

"Master, your disciple wishes to fly there by himself." Lin Xue Xian gritted her teeth as her expression changed slightly. However, she recovered very quickly. How could she escape the white-robed Daoist's gaze?

The white-clothed cultivator stared at Lin Xue Xian for a long time as if he had seen through her heart. After a long time, he frowned and said:

Xue Xian, think carefully, the distance from this level of Desolate Land to our Divine Abyss Palace is no less than trillions of feet, and there are countless poisonous insects and wild monsters along the way. With your current strength, you probably won't be able to reach the Desolate Land even if you fly without rest for a hundred years, not to mention the possibility of encountering accidents along the way.