Chapter 417 — The Stone Statues
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Recite the other's name in your heart and picture their face and voice, and you can reach them; you can see each other and hear each other's voice. The Patriarch and the Dharma Protector Elder each have a mirror, for convenience. I'll go right now and tell the Old Madam, and have her contact the Patriarch! " Shen Mu said in surprise, "The Holy Cult even has such things as Heart-Vision Mirrors? " Si Yunxiang shot him a glare.
"You've been the Holy Cult's leader for two years—how many times have you been to Mount Shenglin?
The Si family, the Yu family, the Shi family of the Holy Cult—have you ever paid them a visit? If you weren't doing a decent job as leader, I'd have risen up against you long ago! " Shen Mu laughed.
"You wouldn't.
You don't have it in you. " Si Yunxiang was driven up the wall, and could only go obediently to contact the Si family's Grand Matriarch.
She wished very much to be as magnificent as Granny Zhu, but this boy would not play along and gave her no chance to be magnificent at all. "Grandpa Tu, the sun, moon, and stars in the sky, the rivers of stars and the constellations—they're all fake. " Shen Mu went to the Butcher's side and asked, "Grandpa Tu must know a great many secrets, no? " The Butcher drew out his Cattle-Slaying Knives and ground the two blades against each other, edge crossing edge. "Speaking of that, I cannot but bring up the martial art I created—the move called Crosswise and Lengthwise, a Vast Thread of Sky. In those years I was a grandmaster of the combat-technique school, and I was set on creating a peerless art such as no one before had ever known. In those days I had a fanatic confidence; I thought myself unmatched under heaven, that any divine power in the world could be broken by a single stroke of my blade. But I had never yet fought Heaven. So I meant to split Heaven open, leap beyond it, and have a bout with old Heaven. . . "