698: Chapter 244 A Cloud-Piercing Arrow [Vote for three more!]_3 698: Chapter 244 A Cloud-Piercing Arrow [Vote for three more!]_3 Li Dazhi grabbed a fishing rod, prepared some bait, and began leisurely sea fishing.
He had always loved doing this.
Li Ping’an carried a small stool and sat at the bow deck, his feet in his father’s boots, as father and son started to communicate telepathically.
“Dad, what do you think about the Witch Clan issue?”
“Just sit and watch; how else?” Li Dazhi replied with a laugh, “It’s pretty obvious what Guang Chengzi meant; the Chan Teaching doesn’t want to bear the karma but is willing to carry some good reputation.
Later on, you just need to pay attention to this.
If things work out, praise the Chan Teaching strongly.
If not, don’t mention any names from the Chan Teaching.”
Li Ping’an nodded with a smile, “Did you have any trouble going to the Jade Void Palace?”
When I arrived, Guang Chengzi had already been waiting outside.
He said he knew what was going on and took us to the Northern Continent.”
Li Dazhi said earnestly:
“Those high-ranking characters of the Sect Hierarchs, even if their divination is obscured now, I assume they can still infer some things.”
“Dad, I’m a bit perplexed.”
Li Ping’an used the local dialect of his hometown to telepathically communicate, muttering:
“There is no such thing as reincarnation in heaven and earth, which is a problem I’ve been pondering.
I suppose this is also a result of that old Daoist not achieving Hedao.
“When I made the Great Vow, I also mentioned establishing reincarnation.
“Should I take the initiative to push this matter forward, for example, by finding Mother Houtu and giving her some hints?”
Li Dazhi asked, “Do you know how to establish reincarnation?”
“I don’t,” Li Ping’an said, “but Mother Houtu might.
She is the Innate Deity in charge of the Great Dao of Earth.
According to the myths, she can transform into…
there must be a reason for that.”
Li Dazhi thought carefully for a while and consoled, “Don’t think too much, just let nature take its course.
We are like holding the answer while looking for the question, which is a hundred times easier than solving it by ourselves.”
“Dad, why don’t you go back to the sect to cultivate?
I can handle things here.”
“What, can’t your father participate in the great events of the world anymore?
Am I supposed to retire in the sect?”
Li Dazhi glared at Li Ping’an:
“Do you understand the value of Great Fortune?”
“Well done, you two!”
Suddenly, a pleasant male voice came from the sea surface, carrying a chuckle in his tone:
“I received the news, declined the company of my beloved, and traveled thousands of miles to find you two fishing here!”
The cosmos slowly opened a crack, and four figures stepped out.
The leader, dressed in a golden robe, wearing a golden silk crown, with a gold-sheathed Longsword hanging at his waist and gold-threaded boots on his feet, exuding Dragon Qi befitting the Human Emperor, was none other than the Human Race’s Human Emperor, Xuanyuan Huangdi.
Fenghou and Cangjie, the two Ministers, followed behind Xuanyuan Huangdi.
The burly Tianli, with a full beard, the Alliance Hierarch of Dongmeng, emerged last with a hearty laugh.
Li Ping’an and Li Dazhi quickly stood up to greet them.
Mother Guiling cheered, “Hey!
Great Turtle Big Bro!
Xuanyuan Huangdi’s face darkened as he frowned, “Call me by my formal title in public!”
Immortal Huanglong also came forward and exchanged Daoist salutations with several of the Human Race experts.
Li Ping’an approached Tianli and said with a smile, “I haven’t had the chance to visit you, Alliance Hierarch.
Is your injury better?”
You’re killing me, you’re killing me!
Heavenly Emperor, from now on, just call me Dali!”
“That won’t do,” Li Dazhi chuckled, “Private friendships aside, official titles matter…
Wen Rou didn’t come?”
Tianli’s forehead lined with a few black streaks, but there were too many high-ranking individuals present, so he couldn’t make a scene and just hummed, “Still calling her a miss, Wen Rou is 10,000 years older than you!”
Li Dazhi said, “My cultivation is just a tad higher…
Ping’an, quickly invite His Majesty to rest inside!”
Li Ping’an bowed, “Your Majesty, please…”
Xuanyuan Huangdi corrected him, “Call me Daoist friend, you must call me Daoist friend at this time.”
Just as Li Ping’an was about to speak, a small ripple appeared in the cosmos nearby, and three figures emerged simultaneously.
The person in the center was obviously Guang Chengzi, with Immortal Yuding in a light blue Daoist robe and Immortal Taiyi in a flamboyant red robe standing behind him.
Xuanyuan Huangdi immediately put away his smile and performed a proper Daoist salutation.
“Teacher, you’ve come as well!”
Guang Chengzi nodded with a smile, his voice warm, “The Heavenly Emperor has commanded, how could I not come?”
Although the statement was somewhat in jest, it gave great face to Li Ping’an.
Li Ping’an felt as if he were in a different world…
This modest Cloud Boat was now hosting so many powerful figures.
There was the contemporary Human Emperor, the Human Race’s Divine Ministers, the Eastern Alliance’s Alliance Hierarch, four of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Teaching, and one Jie Sect’s indoor Disciple who might not be able to help much but who could definitely take a beating.
Just as Li Ping’an was about to invite the distinguished guests into the cabin, Immortal Taiyi, with his hands tucked in his sleeves, cheerfully said:
“Hey, so many Daluo Golden Immortals and Great One Golden Immortals have been called here.
Heavenly Emperor, speak up, who are we going to bully?”
These normal words, when spoken by this Chan Teaching expert, took on a peculiar flavor.
And they sounded rather provocative.