From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 589 Moving Mountains
Zhu Ling didn't know about Li Yang's battle situation at the moment. In her eyes, her master was invincible, just like countless times before.

So in her opinion, it was herself and Baiyun Mountain that cared about Li Yang.

This is a very stubborn and far-fetched truth, but in Zhu Ling's opinion it is an extremely correct truth.

Li Yang once commented that among Baiyun's five disciples, the one with the most serious stupidity was not Xiao Zhuoma or Wang Shuhuan, but Zhu Ling.

This was the first weak little yellow flower he took in as his disciple, brought out from the muddy swamps of eastern Guangdong.

But Zhu Ling never showed it, and always treated others with his unyielding coldness.

Under the tiny yellow flowers, there are huge roots that are big enough to crack gold and stone.

"I will take you away."

Zhu Ling pursed her lips and looked at the top of Baiyun Mountain which was shrouded in a green light curtain with her pretty face. The ghost child who was originally attacking the light curtain suddenly stopped what he was doing.

After more than ten years of nurturing, and with the Qiongzhou Strait devouring too many cultivators' souls, the ghost boy has developed a faint intelligence. At this moment, a green-faced, fang-toothed shadow appeared, and he turned his head in a human-like manner to pray to Zhu Ling.

However, it was of no use. Amid the ghost boy's pleading and the confusion of Wang Shuhuan and Liu Ming in the light curtain, Zhu Ling suddenly took out a dagger and cut his wrist.

Pfft!

The hot, bright red blood spurted out, almost turning Zhu Ling pale. She tried hard to stop herself from shaking, pinched her fingers and chanted a spell, and the blood flowing from her wrist fell onto the ghost boy without a drop falling.

Stimulated by the master's blood and essence, the ghost boy let out an extremely shrill scream towards the sky, and his entire green body quickly turned red, like a slowly cooked shrimp emitting white steam.

"Master sister, what is she doing?"

In the light curtain, Wang Shuhuan looked shocked.

Liu Ming frowned, watching the ghost boy howling continuously under the stimulation of Zhu Ling's blood essence, and gradually curling up into a ball.
"I once heard from Master that the Yinshan Dharma raises ghost children, who are born with a magical power called 'Five Ghosts Moving'. They can move objects like the Taoist Yellow Turban Warriors. If they cultivate to the level of Taoist immortals, they will be able to move mountains."

"You mean, Senior Sister wants to..." Wang Shuhuan's words suddenly choked in his throat, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Now, the ghost boy’s strength is definitely not enough to move mountains, so Zhu Ling is using a secret method to stimulate the ghost boy, and the price is his own blood and essence!

Outside, the ghost boy could no longer bear the torture. Stimulated by Zhu Ling's essence and blood, his body shrank a lot. His whole body turned red and he dived into the ground.

Zhu Ling's face was pale, but he still did not stop his self-harming behavior. Due to his innate physical condition, the wound on his right hand had already scabbed over, so he took out a dagger and cut open the scab again without changing his expression.

Blood flowed out again and flowed into the hole where the ghost boy came out.

An extremely shrill scream echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.

rustling!
Soon, the Baiyun disciples in the light curtain felt a shake and almost couldn't stand steadily.

Then, the scene in front of their eyes began to change, and the entire perspective suddenly rose half a meter.

The ghost boy lifted up the entire top of the mountain!
The green light curtain still did not change. It was like a closed sphere, covering the Yuchan Palace, the Yangwu Palace, countless soil and stones, ancient trees and moss, and thousands of Baiyun disciples.

At this moment, a tiny red dot drilled into the mountain, stood directly below the light ball, and lifted up the entire huge light ball bit by bit.

What is the diameter of the photosphere? Hundreds of meters? Kilometers?
How heavy is a light ball? Thousand tons? Ten thousand tons?
No one knew that the entire Baiyun Mountain was rumbling, and a hemispherical pit appeared on the top of the mountain where the Yuchan Palace and Yangwu Palace were originally located!
Zhu Ling, with a pale face, leaped up and sat just above the ball of light like a graceful white crane.

The dagger in her left hand once again cut open the blood scab on her right wrist.

"I will take you away."

"I want to protect Master's Baiyun Mountain."

Zhu Ling smiled, her body temperature dropping rapidly.

The spurting blood was guided like a blood line, circling around the green light ball and all sank into the ghost boy who was under the light ball a thousand meters away from Zhu Ling.

The ghost child screamed and wailed, full of anger, and began to move westward with the thousand-meter-long ball of light on his shoulder. It moved slowly at first, then slowly changed to a slow walk, and finally to a run.

We crossed the river and went down Baiyun Mountain, heading straight west with a mighty force, with flying sand and rocks all the way.

That's where Zhu Ling asked it to go.

In fact, Zhu Ling didn’t know where to go. She just wanted to save Baiyun Mountain, help her master, and get rid of the threat of the enemy.

"Zhu Ling, stop, you will die!"

"You run away by yourself and leave us alone!"

"Senior sister, no!"

The scenery outside the light curtain became distorted, and Zhao Ziyao, Wang Shuhuan and others shouted loudly with crying voices.

The power to move mountains and seas, even if it is just the top of a mountain, is not a power that one can possess naturally.

If he forces it, the price will be something Zhu Ling cannot afford!

Above their heads, the thin figure that looked like a small yellow flower almost turned into a small dot, and blood was still gushing out of his right wrist.

Zhu Ling's face had almost turned as white as a sheet of paper. Her furrowed brows showed the pain she was experiencing at the moment, but her tenacious expression seemed to indicate that she would not give up on ending such pain.

Hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, ten thousand meters... A huge green ball of light was running wildly in Shuchuan and heading westward. It was unknown how far it was.

Zhu Ling glanced back and could still catch a glimpse of the increasingly dim blue sword light in the clouds high above Baiyun Mountain.

Her right wrist was already a mess. It was cut repeatedly and then healed slowly, but the speed was getting slower and slower, and the color of the blood was getting darker and darker.

Even though she was born with a natural talent, she could not withstand such consumption of essence and blood. Zhu Ling was overdrawing her life force and was even on the verge of life and death.

On the light curtain below, Liu Ming, Wang Shuhuan, and Zhao Ziyao had already flown up from the air and were hitting the light curtain over and over again, crying out to Zhu Ling at the top of her lungs, asking her to stop.

Zhu Ling didn't say anything, but silently cut his wrists over and over again.

Mei County, Ya'an, Litang... The Baiyun disciples in the light curtain could even see the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

After another half an hour, the ghost boy's speed had slowed down, and there was no more blood flowing from Zhu Ling's wrist, even though she used the dagger to cut the flesh over and over again.

Zhu Ling let go of the dagger powerlessly. Her consciousness was already extremely blurry. The wind was freezing and she fell backwards.

At this moment, she could no longer hear what Zhao Ziyao, Wang Shuhuan and the others were shouting through the ten-centimeter light curtain.

Gradually, the sounds of breathing, heartbeats, and even the sound of the wind began to disappear, as if I had entered an extremely quiet world, without light or sound.

No, there are still some.

Just as he remembered, a young Taoist priest in a green robe appeared before his eyes again. The soft glow of light like soft water enveloped his figure in a transcendent golden color.

As if he had heard his movements, the Taoist priest slowly turned around.
He smiled softly and held out his hand to himself.

"Are you willing to become my disciple at Baiyun Mountain?"

Zhu Ling felt dazed for a moment and thought she was still dreaming, but the Taoist priest was clearly still smiling in front of her, waiting for her answer.

"Disciple Zhu Ling, I am willing to..."

Zhu Ling stretched out her hand, the smile on her face like a blooming little yellow flower.

Time stands still here.

A few minutes later, the huge blue ball of light that was moving forward suddenly stopped without any warning and was extremely calm.

At a fist's distance, Wang Shuhuan, Liu Ming, Zhao Ziyao, and Li Ling'er flew at the top of the light curtain, silently looking at the quiet figure above their heads.

"Sister?"

Liu Ming called out, a very small and gentle voice, but the body lying on top remained very quiet, as if asleep, and did not respond to him as usual.

That gentle senior sister who was as kind as water would never respond to him again.

Below, Wang Xin, who was unable to fly, cried the loudest among all the disciples. A man in his thirties, he cried like a child, his tears flowing out like free money, and he cried at the top of his lungs.

In the earliest Baiyun Mountain, there was no Chunyang Hall, Yuchan Hall, no Wang Shuhuan, no Zhao Ziyao, no Li Linger, and no thousands of Baiyun disciples.

At that time, there was only a very simple Taoist temple in Baiyun Mountain, with only Li Yang, Chi Yanhong, him and Zhu Ling.

It was a bright and pure little yellow flower, blooming elegantly and transcendently in his dull and tedious life in the mountains.

But later, more and more people came to the mountain, and Zhu Ling gradually became a recluse. She cultivated the root method, then the innate method, and then became the eldest sister of Baiyun Mountain, and the famous disciple of the Five True Masters of Baiyun.

Because of cowardice and inferiority complex, those words that could not be said were gradually suppressed in his heart and never expressed again. Until today, they surged out like a burst dam and drowned him completely.

The entire light ball was silent for a moment, and then there was a cry like a tsunami. Countless disciples went crazy again, holding swords, holding stones, chiseling, digging, chopping, and splitting, trying to break through the light curtain that was as thick as a fist.

This is naturally not something they can break, the reality is ruthless and cruel, they can't do it when they are angry, and they can't do it when they are sad.

However, at this moment, everyone suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, like the natural scent of lotus petals just opening in a pond, and even with some water vapor.

Lotus! Lotus flowers suddenly began to grow in the entire cyan space!
It is not rooted in the soil, nor does it have roots. It seems to grow directly from the void, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The green lotus leaves and light pink lotus gradually spread around Baiyun disciple.

Wang Xin turned around with lifeless eyes, and saw the source of the lotus growing out from the Yuchan Palace like a green wave.

This lotus had begun to grow since Li Yang performed the Fa Tian Xiang Di and fought with Fu Tu, but it was not until this moment that it spread out from the temple.

Everyone crowded into the Yuchan Hall and pushed open the heavy wooden door. They saw lotus flowers growing in the hall, shining with water, surrounding a female Taoist in a white robe lying on a wooden bed.

Chi Yanhong closed his eyes, expressionless, but two lines of tears were sliding down from the corners of his eyes.

These lotus flowers are exactly the lotus seeds that have been dormant for more than ten years.

Logically speaking, the time for this lotus seed to sprout is not now. The time, fate, and cause and effect have not yet arrived. However, due to Chi Yanhong's strong emotional fluctuations, it sprouted ahead of schedule.

The lotus seeds sprouted prematurely. Zhao Ziyao, who had experienced the last lotus sprouting, could clearly see that the splendor of the lotus this time was obviously not as good as the last time. Large clumps of lotus flowers seemed to lack stamina or nutrients, and died in the bud state before they bloomed.

Less than one-third of the lotus flowers can bloom successfully.

Li Yang and Chi Yanhong have both deduced that the timing of the germination of this lotus seed follows a certain pattern, and the effect is extremely miraculous. It can be called the number one medicine known on Earth, with great cause and effect. No one knows whether it is a blessing or a curse for it to bloom so early.

Large buds died before they even blossomed, and even the flowers that bloomed could not last long. After they withered, dots of white light sank into the mouth and nose of Chi Yanhong who was lying on the hospital bed.

Finally, when all the lotuses in the hall withered and died, Chi Yanhong, who had been lying in bed for more than half a month, suddenly opened his eyes.

After waking up, Chi Yanhong said nothing. The half Earth Immortal Fruit and the ancient lotus spiritual energy that Li Yang had injected into his body were rapidly refined, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians, and finally fell into his dantian.

Summoning the Sun Essence Wheel, it was like another sun appeared in the Jade Toad Hall, and the overwhelming heat wave forced all the Baiyun disciples gathered in the hall to leave.

"Ode!"

A scorching sun suddenly crashed into the hall, burning and breaking wooden beams and bricks and tiles, and a big hole was melted on the roof of the Yuchan Hall. The fireball that shot up into the sky had already crashed into the green light curtain.

boom!
The green light curtain that had been attacked for a long time by thousands of Baiyun disciples without even a ripple finally began to ripple at this moment.

The red and blue colors collided, resisted, faded, and disappeared. The blue light curtain seemed to have ripples on it, and a large amount of white mist began to emerge.

Oh!

The green light curtain was constantly getting thinner and lighter, and finally, with a sound like the cry of a phoenix between heaven and earth, the entire green light curtain with a diameter of one kilometer was shattered.

The red light faded, revealing a white robe, and then it quickly turned around and flew into the air, gently catching a body falling from the top of the broken light curtain.

"Take care of her."

Chi Yanhong's eyes were red, and he didn't even dare to use force. He landed on the ground and slowly handed the body in his hand to Wang Xin, then soared into the sky.

The first time he hugged Zhu Ling, the frail body in his arms looked like a bunch of dry grass, and Wang Xin burst into tears again.

Wang Shuhuan and Liu Ming patted Wang Xin on the shoulders, and then nodded to Li Linger behind them.

Chen Li nervously grabbed the corner of Wang Shuhuan's clothes, having already noticed the intentions of the three brothers.

"Shuhuan, don't go."

Chen Li's voice was tearful, almost pleading.

"I'm sorry, monitor. I may have to break some of the things I promised you."

Wang Shuhuan smiled faintly, and then gently shook off Chen Li's hand.

Chen Li's eyes were filled with sadness, she knew that after watching Zhu Ling die in front of her with just one punch, no one could change Wang Shuhuan's decision at this moment.

"Then we're going too!"

Behind Wang Shuhuan and the other two, Zhao Ziyao, Yang Xinwu, Tang Zhan, and Yang Jiaqi all stood up, filled with righteous indignation.

"Don't mess around. Do you know who's on the other side?" Li Ling'er, who was always cold and stern, suddenly spoke with murderous intent: "The one on the other side is a master who can completely suppress a master who has cultivated to earthly immortality. He can use a formation to force thousands of us like pets in a cage! That's not something you can face!"

Wang Shuhuan also spoke calmly: "Senior Sister exhausted her energy and blood to send you out. Don't let her sacrifice be in vain. If you go, you will only become Master's weakness and make him threatened by the enemy."

As a result, even the most impulsive Zhao Ziyao gritted her teeth and calmed down with tears in her eyes.

"Just like Master said, Baiyun Mountain has been dispersed. You can go back home."

Liu Ming whispered and gripped the Ji sword in his hand.

The three of them looked at each other, and then soared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)