Chapter 211: Mysterious

What is that membrane? I don’t know at all… Because of this step, it was simply following my master’s instinct.

It was a tremendous spiritual power, a purely conscious act that ignored all the pressure and the environment I was in… But this step made me instantly a “bloody man.” Even at the limit of my ability to think, when I was only left with the potential state, I could still feel the heat flowing through my body, the feeling of blood flowing out as the heat dissipated.

Master’s hand was still on my back, and I guess my blood had also flowed over his back. I turned my head in confusion, just instinctively wanting to look at Master, and just happened to meet his gaze. His gaze also fell on me. Although I had no self-awareness, I could still feel that he was distressed for me in such a situation.

I felt his footsteps hesitate and stop… he was even struggling. I couldn’t think at this time, but I knew clearly that he was hesitating because of my condition. He was subconsciously trying to avoid hurting me. He probably felt that I had reached my limit.

I felt broken, but I couldn’t tell Master anything… because I couldn’t explain it myself. I didn’t know what had changed.

I had never discovered such a thin membrane hidden deep in my soul, nor had I ever known that beneath the membrane there was such a restless force.

The membrane slowly cracked, and I somehow sensed that the membrane was actually something stronger than anything else, but I had no idea what it was… If the membrane could break, the power beneath the membrane… I had such a thought in my mind, but I couldn’t think about it. I was anxious, only because the membrane was breaking very slowly, like a piece of solid glass slowly cracking.

Could it be that the journey of the Five Elements and the joint battle with the master had only come to this point?

Under the absolute pressure of the power, I could not take another step. I once thought that the powerful effect of the spell was an absolute good thing, but I never thought that it would become the ‘torture device’ that crushed me here. I could feel the blood flowing out of me along my spine, gathering in my legs, then flowing over the top of my feet, and gathering into a small pool of blood where I was standing.

I stood there, and so did my master. This was definitely not the limit of his ability. Even when casting spells on such a platform, he also spat out a mouthful of blood… However, because I had reached my limit, he also stopped moving forward. I even felt his hand on my back tremble slightly, as if at this moment the journey of the master and disciple that we had traveled together had come to an end. He still had a way to go, but he was willing to stay here in a state of confusion because I was his deepest entanglement.

We cannot describe the subtleties of this, because there are too many things that have accumulated over the years of our lives together… Is this really the end? A thin membrane is still breaking, but the speed is so slow. In this situation without a goal, empty thinking is an extremely dangerous thing (those who practice Taoism must understand). If we don’t get rid of it in time, both my master and I will become idiots.

Previously, Master, who had always been so decisive and clear about where this line should be, was now saying that decisiveness is kindness, and that decisiveness is also not knowing how to choose? Can he only stand here with me, dumbfounded?

If you don’t cut it off and see through it… then you’re not a fairy. The so-called decisiveness and calmness are indeed not connected to care. It’s something that reaches deep into the heart. I’m afraid it’s so embarrassing that it’s cursed by everyone, and even standing at the intersection of choices and hesitating for a long time, I don’t want to let it go.

That night in the deserted village, I shouted that I wouldn’t let go, and in return, my master sighed.

Now, this master, who is standing with me, is not saying that I am not letting go?

So becoming a fairy is a painful thing, because the moment of severing is unbearably heart-wrenching. How easy is it to pull out something deep in the soul?

But will we really just stand here like this, waiting for the gods to wake up and choose to die together? I am unwilling to do so, because I know that I am not the only one waiting. Outside of this ghostly bay, there is a group of people who are also waiting for me, just like I am, searching hard for a reunion.

This kind of unwillingness and anger made the membrane in my body break faster, but it was already too late. My master and I would either completely lose our skills or completely turn into fools… But at this moment, a roar finally sounded deep in my soul… The sleeping Shahu finally woke up.

I don’t know if it was because of the special environment, but this time, the awakened Silly Tiger was a little different. The reason I called it Silly Tiger before was because it was always like that, like a ‘silly brother’ of mine, with no great sense of self, only following my ‘directions’ and instinctively doing anything.

It is like a three-year-old child. Although it has a somewhat “prominent” identity, which forms its most intimidating momentum, it is still a child.

As for me, I am like its big brother, dependable, trustworthy, and even connected by life… What it gives me is all the feelings a child has for his or her closest relatives, vague, unclear, innocent, but without too much thinking.

But after this moment, when Xiaohu woke up and looked at me in the depths of his soul, I felt the liveliness in his eyes… that vague, direct expression of emotion was gone!

Its gaze at me was dignified, sober, decisive, but still warm and even dependent… After it roared, it was quiet. It didn’t walk back and forth restlessly like before, waiting for my call, but this time its autonomous form became blurred…

At first, I didn’t understand what this silly tiger was doing, but the next moment, I clearly felt that after all, we are symbiotic souls… It was going to merge with me. It turns out that merging is not something I can do alone, it can be done as long as it has awakened to a certain extent!

Could it be that the place of Gui Dao Wan is more suitable for Silly Tiger? Could it be that it awakened so quickly?

I can’t guess the reason, but I feel that from the perspective of soul fusion, Silly Tiger is more powerful than me, and the fusion is more complete. It’s not the kind of battle state that I’m in, but rather a state of calmness, where its soul power and mine are completely fused, and the soul will is also completely fused with mine.

In other words, at this moment, I have the power to completely overlap with Shatuo after connecting with him… and I also understand in an instant that if my soul is unable to withstand the pressure and breaks, Shatuo will also be completely broken, with no chance of escape!

This is a different state from before!

I was like a bet for Shitu, but how could I let this trust of his be completely lost? I regained my strength, and it was as if I had regained my freedom of movement… At this moment, my hand, which had been holding my master’s arm, subconsciously tightened slightly.

Just as he had led me before, this time, I took another step… and suddenly, I had an inexplicable feeling in the depths of my soul, a barrier called the cycle of fate!

I don’t know why I have this feeling, but there is a voice in my heart telling me that Wu Liyu and the others have used the pinnacle of the art of summoning spirits, paying a huge price to summon a trace, a very thin trace, but it is indeed the power of pure law!

The power of the law has always existed. Between heaven and earth, including the so-called science, is also the power of the law, just as a circle will roll and a straight line will extend… The rule is the law, and it cannot be confused.

The reason why Taoists follow nature is, to put it bluntly, their respect for the power of the law!

But why do I know all this? Why do I suddenly have an epiphany about it? I don’t know at all.

I only know that I am taking a step at a time, and I only know that everyone in front of me and my master is fighting, fighting to the extreme… I also know that the god’s brow is slightly furrowed, as if he is about to wake up.