Chapter 547: Chapter 547

As the three monks were lost in some unknown tomb, Yue Xuexia and Shen Jueyang who were enjoying the night scenery above the hall of nature. Even though it’s artificial, it was still a nice sight to see.

The two were on some hill overlooking a part of the forest.

Shen Jueyang walks over and covers Yue Xuexia with a cloak to avoid getting affected by cold. This is something the Immortal Sun Emperor never did before and Yue Xuexia is the only female who was able to receive his kindness.

However, the current Moon Goddess would never look his way. This is a woman who had no heart to beat for someone else except her family. The Immortal Sun Emperor is used to this and didn’t mind her indifference. However, he never minds at all.

Shen Jueyang said, "Are you bored? I’ve found a tomb. There should be a ghost essence in there. We need a lot of it to create a Divine Grade Illusion World Array. Do you want to go now?"

"No. Too lazy to move. Do it tomorrow," said the Salted fish Goddess.

As if anticipating this response, Shen Jueyang couldn’t help but laugh. His eyes were full of doting.

The Immortal Sun Emperor said, "Alright. How about heading to sleep?"

Yue Xuexia unexpectedly shook her head.

Shen Jueyang asked, "Why?"

"Too noisy. Can’t sleep," answered the Moon Goddess. Follow current novels on n0velfire.net

She looked down and Shen Jueyang followed her gaze. He noticed that there is a lot of looting and killing in the forest near the hill they are in. Unexpectedly, the one being chased were people from the Heavenly Sword Sect. With Huashen Roushen protecting the supreme elder, Wan Yi, and current sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Wan Yuyan.

They are being chased by a group of ghost cultivators. With two being at Huashen Realm and the other four at Yuanying Realm. They had coffins on their back which happened to hold their weapon. A corpse puppet whose soul was completely under their control.

"Hahaha~ Master and Martial Uncle did them good." one of the ghost cultivators at Yuanying Realm said.

The other ghost cultivator at Yuanying realm said, "Righteous Cultivators are truly weak towards schemes."

"These three will be good corpse puppets. I want the Huashen one." One of the two Huashen realm ghost cultivators.

The other Ghost cultivator at Huashen realm said, "Then I want the other two."

"Catch them before the effect of qi dispersing powder is up!"

As for the ones being chased, Wang Yuyan and Wan Yi got their qi dispersed. It was still alright for Wan Yuyan as he was still young but for Wan Yi, he is almost as old as Huashen Roushen. As his qi disperse the faster he gets older.

The only way for him to survive is to pass qi to him without stopping. Huashen Roushen had to continue giving his qi to two people and he barely had enough to fight two Huashen and four Yuanying cultivators. That’s why he had to escape with the other two instead of fighting.

"Shifu, Shishu, what should we do now?" The Sect Master, Wan Yuyan said.

Huashen Roushen said, "Stop talking, run!"

"S-Shixiong. Please... just... leave me," Wan Yi pleads. He didn’t want to further burden his Senior Brother with his dying life.

Huashen Roushen’s face turned gloomy at his words.

"Shut up! Since you don’t see your life as important then it’s now mine. Whether you die or not, it will be my choice! Don’t think you can still run away after all this time. You’re the only reason I stay in Heavenly Sword Sect. Once you die I will destroy it to accompany you!"

This sudden strong reaction made Wan Yuyan feel that the relationship between Huashen Roushen, his Martial Uncle and his master, Wan Yi, are not simple. Why does it sound like they are lovers?

Wan Yuyan asked, "Shizun, is Shishu... your dao companion?"

The two old men turned silent at this question. They didn’t expect that this brat of theirs would notice their relationship because of these few words.

"...No..." Huashen Roushen answered that it was false.

But Wan Yi, the Supreme Elder said otherwise, "...Not... yet. Maybe... we can talk about this after we get out of this dungeon."

Huashen Roushen was stunned and looked at Wan Yi in disbelief.

Seeing his disbelieving expression, Wan Yi couldn’t help but smile and nod his head. He pulled Wan Yi in his embrace and said,

"I won’t let you and this brat die. No matter what!" said Huashen Roushen.

Wan Yi said, "Alright. This life I give it to you."

After staring at the murals on the wall, Monk Hu Gu who felt fatigue from the run before leaned on the wall to rest. No one knew what he had accidentally pushed and the land under the foot of the three of them suddenly disappeared and they fell. Monk Hu Gu was shouted in fear, Monk Hu Ren was calmly trying to find a way to halt their fall and the Buddha’s Heir was composed waiting for him to see where they were about to land before making a move.

It was such a tall fall. As if falling from a tower to the ground. Monk Hu Tengyu finally sees the black land and makes some hand gestures.

"Buddha’s Golden Lotus Platform!"

A huge golden lotus appeared below the three of them, halting their fall a meter distance to the ground before it disappeared again. They safely fell on the black land with Monk Hu Gu falling face first.

Monk Hu Ren, seeing Shidi’s silly landing let out a helpless sigh with their master as he helped him stand up.

"Shixiong, can you check my nose? I feel that it’s a bit crooked. Boohoo~" said Monk Hu Gu as he didn’t even try to touch his nose as he couldn’t feel it at all.

Monk Hu Ren was kind enough to look at his face and check on that nose his Shidi is worrying about. Except for a bit of redness, there is no problem with the nose.

His reply was nonchalant and said, "It’s still there... your nose."

"I know it’s still there. I’m asking if it’s crooked!" retorted Monk Hu Gu.

The one who laughed is their master, who couldn’t help letting out the sound after witnessing his dissonant conversation between the two. One was asking if his nose is dislocated or not while the other responded thinking that his Shidi is asking if his nose was still there.

"You two are seriously a funny pair. One is simple and childish. The other is serious and dense." The Buddha’s Heir, Monk Hu Tengyu said.

The two young monks had differ reactions. The youngest pouted while the oldest was calm.

Monk Hu Ren looked around and finally noticed that there are countless traces of battles in this place. A strong scent of death, blood and murder were left behind in this place. Just walking within this land made one feel what kind of history had taken place in this place. They also start hearing things, seeing people fighting to death, suddenly appearing around them as if they had a time leap to the past

Monk Hu Tengyu, knowing that their group had fallen from some hallucinations, started chanting and made some gestures with his hands.

After the Buddha’s Heir, Monk Hu Tengyu, breaks the spell, the illusions and sound that surrounded them all disappear and all that is left is a black land with countless ownerless swords of ancient times. Some were even broken and some can still be used. However, even though some of it was broken, most of these swords were at least at king-grade being the weakest and even divine grade weapons exist.

However, since most weapons were broken the sword spirits were dead as well. Monk Hu Gu, curious as a child, wanted to touch a sword near him but his wrist was caught by his master who now has a serious expression on his face.

Hu Tengyu said, "Don’t carelessly touch anything in this place! This is the place where the strong people from the ancient times live. Do you think this is a simple place where you can touch anything!?"

"S-Shizun? Tu’er (This disciple) is wrong," said Monk Hu Gu who was scolded by the Buddha’s Heir.

Hu Gu was about to ask his Shixiong for help and turned to look at Hu Ren only to see a male ghost in red hanging around him. The young monk was shocked that he could control his voice.

When the Buddha’s Heir turned around, he saw a millennium old ghost hanging on his precious disciple.

"S-Shizun, save... me!" Monk Hu Ren said.

"What would happen if I put demonic qi in this child’s body~?" said the Millennium old male ghost in red robes.

"Don’t you dare!" the Buddha’s Heir shouted.

Monk Hu Tengyu after putting his youngest disciple under the protection of the golden bell of their temple he immediately attacked the ghost behind his eldest disciple.