Chapter 446: Celestial Bamboo Saint
Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Celestial Bamboo Saint
Lin Yun couldn’t perceive Luo Feng’s Cultivation, but he could sense his power. However, when faced with this old man, Lin Yun could perceive neither the elder’s Cultivation nor his power. It was as if he were truly just a frail old man, without even the strength to truss a chicken."Young man, you are far too wary. Such a Mental Realm is not good," the old man said, stroking his long beard. He seemed able to read minds, as Lin Yun’s expression had not changed in the slightest.
One had to admit, the old man exuded an aura of peace and serenity. Though his hair and beard were completely white, his complexion was rosy and his skin as smooth as a baby’s.
"My apologies, Senior," Lin Yun replied softly upon hearing the old man’s words.
"Haha, there’s no need for that. But since you are here, why not listen to me play a tune?" the old man replied with a smile.
"Thank you, Senior."
The moment Lin Yun spoke, the old man’s hands began to drift across the Guqin. A tune, timeless and profound, floated out.
After only a few notes, Lin Yun and his companions were completely immersed in the melody. The beautiful music seemed to transport them, the scenery around them shifting without their notice.
Seeing Lin Yun’s eyes grow vacant and his expression gradually soften, his guard now lowered, the old man smiled faintly, a glint of amusement in his eyes.
As the sound of the Guqin swirled in his ears, Lin Yun found himself on a boundless grassland. Around him was nothing but lush green grass.
There was no conflict, no killing, no lust for power. Lin Yun lay on the grass, gazing at the blue sky as the enchanting music of the Guqin echoed around him.
Gradually, Lin Yun’s mind grew peaceful, and it felt as if all the pressure on his shoulders had been swept away.
"Young man, do you know why Martial Artists are able to become the Dominators of this world?" At that moment, the old man’s voice rang out of thin air, as ethereal as ever.
Lin Yun wasn’t startled by the sudden voice, nor did he feel the slightest bit wary. It felt as if the voice was always meant to be there.
Lying there comfortably, Lin Yun replied softly, "Because Martial Artists are powerful. Because they control the life and death of myriad beings."
Hearing Lin Yun’s reply, the old man’s voice sounded again. "Haha, are Martial Artists truly powerful? Even the mightiest Martial Artist will one day return to dust. The reason they can become the Dominators of the world isn’t because of their strength, but because they understand this world they inhabit better than anyone else."