The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 152: Master Haiyue's Baptism

"Son of Peace, this gift is too precious!"

"Yeah, I'm so sorry!"

"The value of this treasure is amazing!"

Whether it was the leader of Haiyue Dongtian, or Li Qingzhou and Li Ming, they put the gifts away while saying polite words.

Xiao Ping'an obtained various treasures and rewards in the Haiyue Holy Land and when he went on adventures.

In addition, as the candidate for the Holy Son, he has the best resources in the sect.

Therefore, any item that was taken out would be considered as a rare item of staggering value by the people in Haiyue Dongtian, a treasure that one would have to risk one's life to obtain.

Xiao Pingan said: "It's just a small gift, don't be polite! These are what I got from the Sea Moon Holy Land. Now I don't need them, so I'll give them to you!"

"There's nothing too expensive in it, it's very suitable for people at your stage of cultivation!"

"If you encounter problems that you can't solve in the future, you can ask me for help or go to the Holy Land for help!"

Xiao Pingan said politely.

Although the Haiyue Holy Land would certainly not sit idly by if the Haiyue Cave Heaven encountered difficulties, Xiao Ping'an also knew that the Holy Land had priorities when handling matters.

There is a distinction between biological sons and godsons, biological grandsons and godsons.

"Son of Peace, are you leaving now?"

"Stay a little longer. All the disciples in the sect regard you as their idol. Why don't you preach to them?" said the head of Haiyue Dongtian.

Xiao Pingan thought for a moment and said, "Preaching is fine."

"I remember there seems to be a cave in the gate where Master Haiyue attained enlightenment. I want to go in and gain some enlightenment!"

"Wait for me to meditate there for a while, then I will preach to the disciples in the sect!"

Accompanied by Haiyue Sect Leader and Li Qingzhou, Xiao Ping'an came to the back mountain of Haiyue Cave.

There are many cliffs and no grass here, which makes it look a bit desolate.

Here there are towering stone pillars and cliffs.

Here is an ancient and simple cave.

From time to time, there seemed to be the sound of the great way. Listening to it, it seemed as if it was just an illusion.

Xiao Ping'an had been here when he was in Haiyue Cave Heaven, but gained nothing.

At this time, he stood with his hands behind his back in the cave, with eighteen ancient tablets without words in front of him.

There seemed to be words on it in the past, but they were eroded by time or deliberately erased by humans.

In this quiet ancient cave, there is a feeling that time passes slowly and endlessly.

He closed his eyes, practiced the Sea Moon Sutra, and a unique soft glow emanated from his body. He carefully sensed everything here.

He seemed to have turned into a bright moon, emitting soft moonlight that flowed out of his body like water.

Sect Leader Haiyue and Li Qingzhou stood silently on the other side of the cave, feeling the soft glow emanating from Xiao Ping'an and feeling peace in their hearts, as if they were walking in the hazy moonlight.

Xiao Ping'an stood with his hands behind his back, and gradually he felt something in his heart.

The Tao is invisible and endless. Who can exhaust the Tao and grasp it? Who can explain clearly what Tao is?
He stood silently, then walked forward unconsciously, slowly stroking the eighteen ancient blank steles with his hand.

The ancient marks on it have been worn away by time and have long disappeared.

He used his hands as a pen and carefully copied the scriptures of the Sea Moon Sutra on it.

Even though it was not imprinted on it, he still wrote the Haiyue Sutra lightly on the surface with his fingers over and over again, constantly trying to guess the state of mind of Master Haiyue at that time.

Xiao Pingan gradually forgot everything and stood in front of the ancient stone tablet. His movements became slower and slower, and he seemed to draw one word at a time in the air, and his whole body was like a bright moon, shining from the cave.

The years passed slowly, as if tracing back in time, he seemed to see a figure buried in the dust of time, standing in this ancient cave.

He wanted to walk forward and ask him seriously, but found that there was countless time and space between them and he could not get close to him.

He knew that the branded figure was Patriarch Haiyue.

Xiao Ping'an was immersed in an extremely ethereal state.

His fingers slowly carved in the air, as if one hand was holding a scorching sun and the other hand was holding a bright moon, as if he was walking with the sun and the moon in his hands.

But he could never get close to that figure, and couldn't communicate with Master Haiyue face to face. That was just a trace of the mark he had left here, which had long been erased by time.

Xiao Ping'an's body was getting hotter and hotter, the bright moon seemed to be transformed into the sun, the temperature in the entire cave rose sharply, and the scattered stones and dust on the ground seemed to be melted.

The entire cave seemed to be lit up by a scorching sun, shining brightly with golden light, and the blazing light and heat flowed everywhere.

The dust and gravel that fell to the ground melted and flowed out like magma.

He seemed to be traveling forward through the years, as if he had arrived at the era when Patriarch Haiyue lived.

Master Haiyue is truly extraordinary; he seems to have left behind a path of enlightenment for future generations.

Xiao Ping'an's whole body was getting hotter and hotter. The cool moon turned into a scorching sun, illuminating the ancient cave with a transparent light.

It was as if a scroll was displayed in front of Xiao Ping'an, and the illusory figure of Master Haiyue appeared and disappeared.

"May I ask the heavens, are there any true immortals in this world?"

This was the words Xiao Ping'an heard from the brand. Xiao Ping'an's expression froze. He had always thought that this sentence was the patent of Nangong Zheng. He didn't expect that a predecessor had raised the same question before him.

The years are too long, even though Patriarch Haiyue is a powerful great sage, the mark he left behind cannot remain in the world forever.

The scroll soon turned into ashes and was blown away by the wind.

Patriarch Haiyue said a lot, but Xiao Ping'an only heard this one sentence clearly.

The scene came to an abrupt end as the scroll tore apart.

When Xiao Ping'an continued to carve the Sea Moon Sutra in the void, he felt an inexplicable state of mind, a special state of emptiness.

He was immersed in this special ethereal state and fell into a deep state of enlightenment.

I don’t know how long it took, but his whole body suddenly radiated light and all the pores on his body relaxed.

His whole body became spotless and flawless, as if he had received a baptism of body and soul.

This process lasted for eight hours before Xiao Ping'an slowly regained his clarity of mind and woke up from the charm of the Tao.

"Master Haiyue is truly amazing!"

"In an era without the revival of the great way, none of the saints can be vegetarians!"

"The Sea Moon Sutra has more potential to be tapped!"

Xiao Ping'an did not hear any wonderful teachings from Master Haiyue, nor did he learn any mysterious secret techniques.

However, the mark it left here made Xiao Ping'an feel the charm of the great way.

His spirit and body seemed to be bathed in holy light, undergoing an indescribable baptism.

Although he couldn't explain what benefits he had gained, Xiao Ping'an was sure that this was the baptism given by the saint himself that many people longed for.

He felt that he had taken another solid step forward in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

He flew high into the sky, survived a catastrophe, and then returned to the cave.

(End of this chapter)