Chapter 454

When he woke from the dream, Lin Jue's expression was even more solemn.

A voice suddenly rang in his mind:

"Your grand-uncle had extremely high talent. Later in his cultivation, although he could not attain reality and master the Dao, he could have lived for a few more years. But later in his cultivation, he suddenly encountered a barrier in the dark. He told me it was a barrier that every practitioner of the Dao would encounter, saying his Daoist connection was exhausted. But I heard a story—in ancient times, a practitioner of the Dao was disrespectful to the immortals, so the immortals punished him, secretly casting spells to confuse him, making an extra mountain and an extra patch of mist appear on his cultivation path. No matter how he bypassed it or searched, he could not find the way, so he had to exhaust his life."

This voice came from several years ago, from Senior Hua on Mount Fengshan.

At this moment, it rippled in his heart again.

If the divine official sending a dream was just a guess, now that an ancient immortal had come, he was seventy or eighty percent certain—

The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun had already tripped him up.

Thinking carefully about his current feeling, it was too similar to what Senior Hua had described about that senior from the Fuqiu Temple.

Almost exactly the same.

That senior had offended the Guanxing Palace.

Lin Jue was more direct; he had offended the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun.

If this is true, this method is truly brilliant.

It is brilliant because if you do not attain reality and master the Dao, you cannot see through it. If you cannot see through it, not only is it difficult to attain reality and master the Dao, but you cannot even distinguish why your cultivation is hindered or why there is a barrier in your heart. That senior exhausted his whole life and could not distinguish it, thinking it was just that his Daoist connection was exhausted and he had encountered a normal barrier.

Thinking about it now, that senior had also once fought alone against Mount Yushan; he must have been a true peerless genius.

And that senior might not have been completely unable to see through it, not completely unaware of the reason for his cultivation stagnation.

It was just that even if he saw through it, what could he do?

Unable to attain reality and master the Dao, he was ultimately a mortal. As a Daoist, even the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun could not be dealt with; could he deal with the many divine beings behind the Guanxing Palace?

Secondly, he could not be sure; it was ultimately just a guess.

This is where this method is even more brilliant—

In Daoist practice, one must avoid impatience and irritability.

If you cannot be sure, and just because your cultivation is stagnant and you have encountered a barrier, you think others have tripped you up, this is no longer just impatience and irritability; it can even be called paranoia. Therefore, whenever a practitioner of the Dao encounters such a situation, nine times out of ten, not only will they not seek verification, but they will even persuade themselves to calm their hearts and break through the barrier.

Even when Lin Jue thought of this point, he could not help but doubt himself:

Have I fallen into paranoia at this moment?

"..."

Lin Jue shook his head.

That Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun has such a protective nature; no wonder he never looked for trouble with me after I slaughtered his mount. Lin Jue thought it was because he had the moral high ground and the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun, constrained by his divine status, could not take action against him without a legitimate reason.

That is indeed the case.

But he took action in secret.

It was just that they did not expect me to have the formula for the Golden Core, which is why they started to panic.

Lin Jue opened his eyes.

The fox was sitting beside him.

Lin Jue did not hesitate and said:

"Please go and get paper and pen for me. I want to write a letter, and after it is written, you deliver it to the Zhenjian Palace for me."

"Ying!"

The fox immediately ran out.

Lin Jue already had several credits recorded with the Yili Shenjun, who had once made a promise to him; now was the time to use it.

Lin Jue took the paper and pen and wrote a simple letter, asking Daoist Jiang to help pass a message to the Yili Shenjun that he was refining a pill here and the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun might obstruct him. If that were the case, he asked for help.

Near the end, he was about to put down the pen, but since it did not take much time or ink, he added two more lines, thanking her for the painting and the mountain wind she had given him.

After writing, he handed it to Fuyao.

The fox left like a gust of wind.

About an hour later, it returned to the quiet room like a gust of wind.

At this time, it was holding a letter in its mouth.

Opening it, it was a piece of elegant small regular script.

"The lotus wind sends fragrance, wishing you peace from afar.

"The Shenjun is busy with official duties, so the reply is a bit late; please forgive me.

"The Shenjun replied: Lin Fangjue is a person of virtue and a practitioner of pure cultivation. Divine beings have no reason to interfere with his cultivation. If the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun comes forward to obstruct his pill refining, I will come in person to help.

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured.

"Now in the capital, there are many rumors about you, with the imperial court fueling the flames. Fortunately, Lord Nan knows your character and has explained for you, but please also be careful.

"Writing in haste, I cannot express everything.

"..."

The Yili Shenjun agreed.

This did not exceed Lin Jue's expectations.

Firstly, she had already made a promise to him. Secondly, now that the Emperor Yu Jian Great Emperor is competing for the throne with the Lord Tianweng, the main opponents of the Southern Three Saints are the four True Lords under the Lord Tianweng. The Yili Shenjun is the head of the Southern Three Saints, and the other is ranked first among the Four Saint Protectors. If he is obstructed by the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun and can still attain reality and master the Dao, wouldn't that be equivalent to the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun having one more opponent?

Moreover, the Xuan-Tian Temple and the Fuqiu Temple are now on good terms.

And because of the Zhenjian Palace, the Emperor Yu Jian Di Jun and the Yili Shenjun now also have incense grounds in the capital. In this capital, the Yili Shenjun is really not necessarily afraid of the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun.

Lin Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He put away the letter and waved his sleeve.

The brilliant, treasure-glowing feathers also entered the furnace.

"Li..."

Suddenly, a loud and high-pitched phoenix cry was heard, piercing straight into the clouds.

There was no longer a trace of fire in the furnace, nor any scattered spiritual aura. All the spiritual aura merged into one, turning into a dragon and phoenix dancing, entangled endlessly.

"True Person Lin, today a eunuch from the palace suddenly came to visit, but I blocked him."

"True Person Lin, Lord Luo's army is less than two hundred li away from here. The emperor is already packing his things, preparing to take his civil and military officials and patrol toward the Central Province."

"The emperor has appointed Hu Sihan, the civil official who once repelled Shu Xianwen outside the capital, as prime minister. Lord Luo was blocked by him in alliance with the King of Yue. Lord Luo is facing a pincer attack from both the imperial court and the King of Yue."

"True Person Lin, the eunuch from the palace came again. This time he also brought Daoists from the Guanxing Palace and officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Department of Ancestral Temples to visit. We blocked them too."

"True Person, there is a yaoguai causing trouble in the capital, just today, but it was eliminated by True Person Liu."

"True Person! Please lend us the Great God Long Bo!"

"..."

Thus, another hundred-plus days passed.

Whether it was the imperial court, the emperor, or the Guanxing Palace, there were more or less probes, but Wan Xinrong and others were here, as well as the Long Bo bean soldiers, his junior sister, and the fox, all of whom suppressed them.

Lin Jue realized earnestly and practiced earnestly. No matter how deep the mist was or how invisible the direction, his footsteps never stopped. The pill in the furnace was about to be finished.

Just at this moment, he heard Wan Xinrong say:

"True Person! It's bad!"

"What is it again?"

"I heard from the Guanxing Palace that the yaoguai on Mount Fengshan, because it built a temple without permission and gathered incense offerings in a disorderly way, was labeled as a licentious temple and evil sacrifice, and it once harmed people and deceived them to get human oil to help its cultivation. The immortals in heaven want to eliminate it! That person seems to be an old friend of your sect, True Person?"

Lin Jue suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of light in them.

They actually chose this place!

How vicious! What a method!

Is this also the work of divine beings?

Although this move cannot be faulted in terms of reason or heavenly law, this virtue is completely gone.

Fortunately, Lin Jue was also prepared.

"Where is my junior sister?"

"Daoist Liu has already rushed over first!"

"There won't be only one divine general in heaven; she alone will certainly not be enough." Lin Jue quickly made arrangements, "Take the Long Bo bean soldiers worshipped in the guest hall and bring them to her. Also, I will immediately write a letter; please deliver it to Daoist Jiang of the Zhenjian Palace for me."

!

"Yes!"

"By the way, also Lord Nan! I will inform Lord Nan of the ins and outs of the matter in the letter and what should be done. When you go to invite Lord Nan, be sure to be respectful for me." Lin Jue said, "As for you, it won't be of much use if you go, so stay here!"

"Understood."

Wan Xinrong took the letter and left quickly.

Lin Jue's face was solemn, and he remained sitting here.

This is a critical moment and absolutely no distraction is allowed.

Just wait until I finish refining this pill...

At this very moment, on Mount Fengshan, dark clouds were gathering, and the sound of drums was like thunder.

"Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong..."

Two divine generals stood on the clouds, looking down.

A dog-headed person in a flowery robe stood on the mountaintop, looking up at the sky, mouth slightly open. Although he did not know why, he did not seem surprised.

"You dog things, you finally found your way to Daoist's place..."

"You are not running?"

"I run? This is Daoist's territory! The ground is full of Daoist's marks! I run? I run to your mother's kitchen and take a bite of her butt!"

"Truly a dog!"

The divine general in the sky turned his head to look at the capital and pointed his long sword:

"Descend!"

"Shu shu shu..."

Hundreds of celestial soldiers turned into streams of light, falling from the top of the dark clouds like meteors.

"Boys! Attack!"

The flowery-robed Daoist also gritted his teeth and waved his sleeve.

In an instant, the mountain seemed to be trembling.

Twenty wolf-headed soldiers suddenly rushed out from his cave, followed by dozens of yakshas running out from the cave, and behind them were hundreds of wolf-headed soldiers.

"Shu!"

A white light struck from the sky, piercing the shoulder of a wolf-headed shield soldier.

Another wolf-headed soldier drew his bow and shot an arrow at the sky, also shooting down a celestial soldier.

A mighty celestial soldier descended from the sky, sweeping his long spear and knocking away a paper soldier, but immediately two more paper soldiers rushed up, surrounding him and fighting.

The yakshas rushed over, holding big axes, and while running, they swung them hard, directly beheading a celestial soldier.

"Just clay chickens and pottery dogs..."

The Angry Thief Divine General in the sky said, ordering the side:

"Set fire."

On the far left of the clouds, more than a dozen red-robed divine officials were standing.

The divine officials were holding fire bottles, tilting the bottle mouths toward the bottom, and surging heavenly fire flowed out, pouring down.

"Hu..."

A raging fire suddenly ignited in the mountain forest.

Yet, unexpectedly, these soldiers were not afraid of fire at all.

"Eh?"

The divine general was a bit surprised.

"Change to water..."

On the right stood more than a dozen white-robed divine officials.

The divine officials were holding water jars with some grass spikes inserted. They held the grass spikes, dipped them in the water in the jars, and sprinkled them downward.

"Hua..."

The water droplets turned into bean-sized raindrops in the air, falling like a downpour.

But these paper soldiers did not get wet even after touching the water.

"Eh? Some ability! I'll let you live a little longer."

The Angry Thief Divine General took a golden whip from the side, intending to descend in person and finish off this old dog.

Just at this moment, a figure came stepping on the treetops.

"Senior! I'm here to help you!"

That person was in a Daoist robe, long hair fluttering, holding a whisk in one hand and a long sword in the other, with golden bells hanging at the waist; it was the junior sister from Fuqiu.

The golden whip the divine general raised stopped again.

(End of chapter)