Chapter 828: Ready And Set To Depart (I)
Daoist Master Chang Yun paused briefly and then spoke, “It’s the Great Mahayana Dharma Realm again. They still shrink from battle, even at such a critical juncture. Any thoughts, fellow Daoists?”
The three Daoist Masters were far from ordinary. However, the Great Mahayana Dharma Realm was renowned among Buddhist cultivators for their survival skills. While Li Xuanfeng’s arrow was powerful, the monk’s rescue of Luejin had been rough and imprecise. It was more like taking the opportunity to withdraw than an act of necessity.
Daoist Master Qiushui said slowly, “There’s nothing surprising about it. The Great Mahayana Dharma Realm has always been like this. Half ancient, half modern, and ever wavering. If not for that, they wouldn’t have fallen from being the premier Buddhist sect to where they are now.”
Daoist Master Yuan Xiu disliked Buddhist cultivators the most, but even his sarcasm carried his usual solemness, “The monks see profit in the south and drool with desire. But when they witness slaughter by the thousands and blood flooding the land, their scriptures suddenly come to mind. They cry ‘sin, sin’ and tuck their tails to retreat.
“Isn’t it always the same? Binding today’s cultivators with ancient rules only ends in a mess, just like that White Horse Temple of theirs.”
His words were sharp, and the other two Daoist Masters didn’t know how to respond. Daoist Master Qiushui chuckled inwardly, No wonder those two seniors always argue, Tiaoxiao’s words are sharp by nature, and though Si Boxiu disdains mockery, he’s no slouch when it comes to sarcasm either.
Daoist Master Chang Yun awkwardly looked away, and his interest was caught by the deep blue Converging Water beneath his feet. He seemed lost in thought, hesitated a moment, then suddenly spoke, “I’ve only just emerged from seclusion and tore through the great void to rush here. However, this vast expanse of Converging Water at Chengshui Tomb struck me as odd. Who conjured it? Or is it the work of some special spirit artifact?”
Yuan Xiu didn’t hold him in high regard and sneered inwardly. He’s from the Eastern Sea, that’s why he’s always cautious about everything... He’s naturally wary of any interference from the Dragon Clan.
Yet his aged face only shifted slightly as he replied, “No. Daoist Friend Kan used the Xinyou Pristine Marsh Seal, combined with the artifact’s natural effect, to transform this place into a marsh. The Murong Family, leveraging the principle of Water Virtue, converted that marsh into Converging Water, thus creating this great lake.”