Chapter 442: Letter from an Old Friend (1)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Li Qingshan and Monk Fayin sat down to discuss the Dao, but most of the time, it was Monk Fayin who spoke while Li Qingshan listened.

Monk Fayin expounded on the rules, the Great Path, and the essence of the world, elucidating various insights he had comprehended. For Li Qingshan, this was precisely what he needed at the moment.

Although Li Qingshan had just broken through to Emperor Realm and possessed formidable strength, compared to the ancient relic like Monk Fayin, who had lived for millions of years, he was still too immature. He needed more time to enrich himself.

This time, Monk Fayin presented everything he had comprehended over the years, down to the smallest detail, for Li Qingshan to contemplate and choose his own insights.

Li Qingshan felt like a fish entering the sea, witnessing the vastness of the world.

Engaging in Dao discussion with Monk Fayin was like entering the legendary Great Thunderclap Temple, where he saw a Buddha, the Ground-Breaking Golden Lotus, the Heavenly Spring, and the Great Path Flower enveloping everything.

Li Qingshan was utterly intoxicated, unable to extricate himself from the experience.

At that moment, time seemed to stretch infinitely.

Li Qingshan’s and Monk Fayin’s experiences with time were on different levels. While Monk Fayin calmly expounded, Li Qingshan found it difficult to comprehend, hence the need for an extended period.

As time flowed like water, Li Qingshan persisted in his comprehension, eventually reaping significant rewards.

Monk Fayin’s comprehension of millions of years was absorbed by Li Qingshan over the stretched-out time, which took centuries to pass, as he grasped each insight.

When Li Qingshan dispelled the elongated time, the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Ground-Breaking Golden Lotus, and the Heavenly Spring vanished from sight.

What remained was the ancient Buddhist temple, the dusty stone tables, the scattered dry leaves, and a monk sweeping the floor.

“You’ve awakened,” Monk Fayin smiled at Li Qingshan.

“Senior, how long was I in seclusion?” Li Qingshan asked, puzzled.

“Not long. You stretched time, so it’s only been three days,” Monk Fayin calmly replied.

Li Qingshan nodded. This time, he didn’t stretch time to its limits. Three days had passed, but it felt like a thousand years, during which he had gained a lot of understanding of the rules.

“Thank you for your guidance, Senior,” Li Qingshan clasped his hands together gratefully.

“I also hope that another peerless genius will emerge in the Immortal Plane, breaking through the barriers and shining on the Supreme Path. I thought this era had no hope, but your sudden emergence has given me hope. Assisting you is just a small effort on my part. Why wouldn’t I do it?” Monk Fayin smiled gently as he swept the fallen leaves, speaking calmly.

Li Qingshan looked at Mount Sumeru, a land of Buddha, filled with Buddhist Rhymes after many years. It was distinct from other regions.

“Senior, do you know anything else about the Flower Immortal?” Li Qingshan asked. He still wanted to find Hua Yun.

“When Flower Immortal entered the Supreme Path, I had just been born, so I know very little about her. If you want to find the reincarnation of Flower Immortal, you can only rely on your efforts,” Monk Fayin shook his head.

Li Qingshan walked to a giant banyan tree, sighing with melancholy. “I’ve been looking for her for over twenty years since entering the Immortal Plane.”

The news about Hua Yun had always been there, but she had never been found.

He had thought that by comprehending the rules and harnessing the Great Path of Heaven and Earth, he could find Hua Yun. However, upon arriving in the Western Lands, he discovered that Hua Yun’s background was extraordinary, leading to another disappointment.

Perhaps the Great World Path’s comprehension was about Flower Immortal, which had brought Li Qingshan here.

“Everything follows fate. Perhaps it’s not a good day for you two to meet now,” Monk Fayin advised.

“Senior, you’ve lived for so many years. Do you know about the Spring of Life?” Li Qingshan asked, curious.

This was on behalf of Taoist Dragon. If they found the Spring of Life, there might be hope for Taoist Dragon’s resurrection, given the current situation in the Celestial Court.

“The Spring of Life is sought by many on the Supreme Path. Everyone has regrets, so they all seek the Spring of Life to make up for them,” Monk Fayin said.

“The Supreme Path again!” Li Qingshan murmured. Upon careful consideration, it made sense.

After all, in ancient times, the Spring of Life had briefly appeared, but regardless of how many people searched for it afterward, there was no news, leaving people puzzled.

Now, saying it’s on the Supreme Path would explain it, as the Supreme Path rarely appears.

“Senior, I’m going back to the Celestial Court. In the days to come, I will diligently comprehend the rules, cultivate, and wait for the Supreme Path to descend,” Li Qingshan said earnestly.

“Good. See you on the Supreme Path,” Monk Fayin nodded.

Li Qingshan extended his hand, and space split open. On the other side was the Celestial Court. Li Qingshan turned and took a step, leaving the Western Lands and arriving at the Celestial Court.

Seeing Li Qingshan leave, Monk Fayin lowered his gaze, gently sweeping the floor, indifferent to age and the past.

Celestial Court.

After several days, Li Qingshan returned once again.

This time, he noticed that many frameworks had been set up in the Celestial Court compared to before. The Intelligence System, praised by Dean Mu Ran, was also functioning in the Celestial Court, overseeing everything.

This Intelligence System emitted a halo, resembling a gigantic eye, placed above the nine heavens of the Celestial Court, overlooking the entire realm.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Li Qingshan found various machinery and technological products inside the Intelligence System, completely different from the world of cultivation.

Previously, Li Qingshan couldn’t understand why such an era appeared in the history of the Celestial Court.