After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

As the last array pattern on the land of the far north was completed, the four large arrays guarding the four poles of the continent were instantly connected.

Immediately afterwards, lines of formation veins extended out from the four large formations and connected towards the Holy Land of Cangsheng, which was the center of the entire formation.

When the Wanling Locking Array was fully activated and successfully operated, five beams of light suddenly shot up into the sky.

Then, the shadows of the four mythical beasts recorded in ancient books or legends, namely the Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise and White Tiger, slowly emerged from the center of the formation, and then flew to the four poles of the continent and landed to guard the place.

"sough."

The wind suddenly arose, the clouds rolled, and a heavy golden rain suddenly swept across the entire continent.

Soon after, some cultivators keenly realized that this light golden rain seemed to have the hidden effect of helping people break through the realm. The lower the realm, the more obvious the effect.

For a time, monks across the continent were in a frenzy.

……

Holy Land of the Common People, East District.

"If only this rain of luck could last longer, maybe we could take advantage of it and break through to the late stage of the Tribulation."

Li Jun sat in the pavilion, looking at Lin Yuxuan, Zhao Gang and Di Lin, who were hanging on the tree in the distance, their heads swollen like pigs, and were suffering in the rain. He couldn't help but sigh.

"It's just a small gift brought about by the formation of the great formation and the complete fusion of the luck of all races. If this rain could really help us break through the realm, then your senior sister who is missing should have ascended to heaven in broad daylight, right?" Jun Moyue picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Alas, when I ask what love is in this world, I can only sigh that there is always something that can conquer something else." Li Jun looked at the scene in the distance and sighed softly.

"Alright, two different people from the same clan, and you still have the nerve to lament other people's love affairs." Yan Jin rolled his eyes, his tone full of disdain.

"Saint Lord Yan is a man of high moral character. He actually allows his disciple to frequent brothels in the name of supporting his training. I am naturally far from being as magnanimous as him." Li Jun said sarcastically with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"How dare you say that? It was you two who taught good disciples, but you led my disciple astray!" Yan Jin glanced at Li Jun and Long Zhantian, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"..."

Long Zhantian remained silent, turned his head and exchanged glances with Li Jun, and a hint of tacit understanding flashed in both of their eyes.

……

A few days later, Lin Chuan returned to the Holy Land of Cangsheng.

"Welcome to the Holy Lord!"

Inside the holy land, Li Jun and other senior leaders led the disciples to bow and salute, and the sound was mighty.

At the same time, eight stunningly beautiful women quickly surrounded Lin Chuan.

According to the records of the Holy Land, after Saint Lord Lin Chuan returned from setting up the Myriad Spirits Locking Array, in addition to preaching to the elites of various races in the North District once a month, he spent the rest of his time in the palace studying magic and improving his realm.

As for whether it is true or not, perhaps only Lin Chuan himself and the parties involved know.

Time flies, five years passed in a flash, and Lin Chuan's cultivation level entered the late Nascent Soul stage.

But Lin Chuan wasn't in a rush to reach the immortal realm. Instead, he spent more time with the women. He watched the sunrise and sunset with them, and accompanied them in doing whatever they wanted. Only when he had a moment's leisure would he sit quietly by himself, buried in his writing.

During this time, the women's hearts were filled with contradictions, feeling the joy of being together but also the loss of a future separation. Lin Chuan, on the other hand, was haunted by a persistent regret over Xu Hanyi's absence.

Just like that, ten years passed in a flash. When Lin Chuan wrote the last word, he stood up and called all the women together.

The women gathered around, their eyes fixed on the nine thick, ink-scented books on the table. Except for Qing Shu, whose expression remained calm, the others all lowered their heads silently, and the hall was momentarily silent.

"These nine books contain the suggestions I have compiled for your future cultivation path, as well as some secret techniques and elixir recipes from the immortal world."

Lin Chuan's voice was gentle, and his eyes swept over the women. "If you practice according to the contents of the book, when the world changes in the future, with your talents, it will not be difficult to cultivate to the Quasi-Emperor realm. But if you want to take a path that suits you better, you are welcome to do so."

"Qin Lang is so thoughtful, I will accept it on behalf of my sisters."

Qingshu's voice was gentle but powerful, just enough to drown out the faint sobs in the crowd and quietly suppress the sadness in the hall.

"These are the nine powers I separated from the center of the formation. Each of you holds one."

As Lin Chuan spoke, he took out nine balls of golden light from his storage space and handed them to the women. "This is my personal wish. Don't tell anyone else."

"So Qin Lang said it would only take about five years to set up the core of the formation, but it ended up taking seven. The extra time was actually wasted on these nine powers."

Qing Shu looked at the nine golden halos, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes.

"If the great formation fails in the future and the destiny of the people collapses, this authority can protect you from the suffering of the backlash of destiny." Lin Chuan handed the golden halo to the women one by one.

"If the sky falls, there will naturally be tall people to hold it up. Ah Chuan... do you have to be that tall person?"

Jiang Wanying looked at Lin Chuan, her eyes red, and her voice was filled with a hint of sob and reluctance that was difficult to conceal.

"Before I can hold up the sky, I have to hold up a small piece of stable sky for you first, right?"

Lin Chuan had a faint smile on his face and raised his hand to wipe the tears from Jiang Wanying's eyes, but before his hand touched her, she suddenly turned her head away.

"I hate you...I will never forgive you until you come back."

Jiang Wanying's voice trembled. Before she finished speaking, she turned around abruptly and walked quickly out of the hall.

"I'll go see her."

Bai Zhi lowered her head and spoke in a soft voice. As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly followed.

"Sir, I'm going too..."

"I also……"

For a moment, except for Qingshu who was still standing there quietly, the other women spoke one after another and walked out of the hall.

"Really? You have to hide outside to cry. If it were me, I would just lie on Qin Lang and cry my heart out."

Qingshu looked at the direction where the girls left and shook her head helplessly.

"Why isn't the lady crying?"

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on Qing Shu.

"I'm not a widow, why should I cry? Besides, if I cry, who will listen to Qin Lang finish what he hasn't finished saying?"

Qingshu raised her eyes and looked at Lin Chuan, with a faint smile in her eyes.

"If you are ever in a situation where you are sure to die, gather together and smash all the jade bracelets I gave you."

Lin Chuan's eyes darkened, but his tone was extremely serious, "After that... live well and wait for me to come back."

"Jade bracelet..."

Qing Shu subconsciously looked up at the purple jade bracelet on her wrist, her fingertips gently stroking the cold bracelet. She looked at it carefully for a long time, but still could not see any hidden mystery.

"That's all I can do for you."

Lin Chuan looked at the books on the table, and a sigh was hidden in his hard-to-conceal melancholy.

"Isn't this enough?" Qing Shu looked up at Lin Chuan and said angrily.

"..."

"I won't let any harm come to you."

Lin Chuan's voice lost its melancholy tone and became more resoundingly firm.

"fool……"

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Lin Chuan pushed open the door of the hall and walked out. Suddenly, his footsteps stopped and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I saw a white figure appear between him and the girls who came to see him off, standing quietly in the morning light.

"Master!"

The astonishment in Lin Chuan's eyes was instantly replaced by ecstasy. Before he finished speaking, he strode forward and hugged the man in white in front of him tightly in his arms.

"sorry."

A warm breath gently brushed past Lin Chuan's ears, and Xu Hanyi's voice was filled with inextricable guilt.

"It's good that Master is willing to come back."

Lin Chuan hugged her tighter, and all his previous worries and anxieties gradually dissipated in the warmth of this embrace.

"The apology I'm saying isn't for coming back late."

Xu Hanyi raised his hand and gently patted Lin Chuan's back. His voice came through the fabric of his clothes, and the guilt in his voice added a bit of heaviness.

"..."

Lin Chuan's arms, which were hugging someone, suddenly stiffened. The inexplicable uneasiness in his heart spread instantly, and he subconsciously looked towards Qing Shu.

"Why can Qin Lang be the Immortal Emperor who saves the world, but I can't? After all, I have inherited the legacy of the Yellow Springs Immortal Emperor. Qin Lang, just stay and take good care of my sisters until I come back."

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Qing Shu raised her hand and took out an antique bronze mirror from the storage space.

A dazzling golden light suddenly flashed across the mirror, and then a terrifying pressure far beyond the Tribulation Crossing Stage spread out like a tide.

Almost instantly, Xu Hanyi, who was tightly embraced by Lin Chuan, trembled violently, as if she had suddenly suffered a severe trauma. Her previously steady breathing instantly weakened, and her face quickly lost color, turning as pale as paper.

Lin Chuan was slightly startled, and his mind was like a thunderclap, and the fragmented memories about the "Yin Yang Reincarnation Mirror" suddenly became clear.

The Yin-Yang Samsara Mirror isn't a single mirror, but rather two distinct sides: the Yang mirror can instantly repair past injuries and restore peak cultivation, while the Yin mirror comes with a corresponding price: backlash.

Ordinary users need to use both lenses on themselves, first getting the benefits and then bearing the costs.

But there is actually another way to use it that does not require one to bear the cost: if there is a person who is truly willing to pay for the user and is qualified to withstand the backlash, then he can use some secret technique to bear all the costs of the Yin Mirror for him.

"Isn't this nonsense?"

Lin Chuan was angry and anxious, his chest heaving violently. He wanted to rush forward but was suppressed by the pressure that far exceeded the Tribulation Realm.

"Susu."

A strong wind suddenly arose without any warning, and the originally clear sky was quickly covered with thick disaster clouds. Lightning flashed faintly among the dark clouds, and dull thunder rolled in the depths of the clouds, making it difficult to breathe.

……

"Look! It's the calamity cloud! Someone is about to undergo a calamity!"

Exclamations of surprise were heard from disciples throughout the holy land. Eyes converged towards the central area, and discussions arose one after another.

"Could it be the Holy Lord? Apart from the Holy Lord, who else could cause such a great calamity?"

"It must be the Holy Lord! After a thousand years, our Qingluan Continent is finally going to have another Ascendant!"

Everyone stretched their necks excitedly, but the protective formation in the central area blocked their view. They could only vaguely see a blurry figure standing under the calamity clouds in the sky, and their appearance could not be distinguished at all.

……

"Why is it Fellow Daoist Qing who has drawn the heavenly punishment?"

The senior executives from the four districts of east, south, west and north all stopped and looked towards the central district with frowns on their faces.

However, the power of heaven's punishment was too terrifying, so even though everyone was full of doubts and anxieties, they could only suppress the urge to go forward and investigate. Instead, they all stopped where they were, their eyes fixed on the direction of the central area, watching with bated breath from a distance.

……