Chapter 683 — Merit Heavier Than Heaven
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
"How could there be a bridge in a place where space itself is shattered?
" They hurried to the place the Lame Elder had spoken of, and indeed saw a bridge leading to the other side. The bridge was woven from a dozen or so willow branches, still emerald green, though the willow branches were as thick as dragons.
Someone must have used creation divine power to make these willow branches enormous, and immeasurably long! The willow branches interlaced and crossed one another, leading straight to the opposite shore, and on this side the willow branches had actually taken root in the lava, drawing nourishment from it! Shen Mu said in a low voice, "Commissioner Wei Liao, was this bridge built by you?
" Wei Liao looked at the bridge, also at a loss, and shook his head.
"I died early. I did not know there was such a bridge. " Shen Mu looked toward the True God Pang Yu, and Pang Yu shook his head. "We fought the demon race for twenty thousand years.
There was no bridge here. To build a bridge from willow branches, we do not have such means.
" The willow-branch bridge connected the two realms.
Strangely, this bridge avoided all spatial fragments. The willow-branch bridge was not straight, but wound a hundred turns and a thousand bends through the spatial fragments before the cliff, forcibly finding a way to live!
"Such profound arts of calculation. . .
" Daoist Master Lin Xuan and the old Daoists of the Daoist sect were aghast. Gazing at this crooked bridge, they were shocked beyond measure. One old Daoist murmured, "This level of attainment is truly unfathomable, and only thus could one calmly avoid the chaotic spatial fragments that leave no trace to follow.
Who built this bridge?
Who possesses such profound attainments in the arts of calculation? " The First Ancestor Human Sovereign went forward to examine it, and said, "This is the work of the Heavenly Master. He came here, calculated a way to live, and then used willow branches to build this bridge. The end of the bridge should be Taiming Heaven! " Shen Mu said excitedly, "The Heavenly Master is the teacher of the founding patriarch of our Heavenly Sage Cult.
If any of you wish to learn the arts of calculation, you may come to our Heavenly Sage Cult or the Heavenly Sage Academy! " Daoist Master Lin Xuan's face darkened, and he said nothing, sullen. Beside him, the White-Browed Monk Jingming revealed a faint smile, thinking, "Now you know that Shen Mu's corner is not easy to dig, don't you?
" Daoist Master Lin Xuan thought for a moment, then said to the old Daoist beside him, "After we return, should we discuss with the Emperor about opening a Daoist academy? " Shen Mu first sent someone across the bridge to scout the way.
After a long while, the man returned from the other end and said, "The road is safe. The other side is a dead, silent world.
" "That is Taiming Heaven! " Shen Mu's spirits soared, and he immediately ordered the people to cross the willow-branch bridge in an orderly manner.
"Commissioner Wei Liao, we have been fortunate to have your protection along the way. Will you enter the Wild Ruins with us?
" Shen Mu said to Wei Liao, "The Wild Ruins contain Fengdu.
I once promised you a place in Fengdu.
It is time to fulfill that promise. " Wei Liao turned back and looked at the destroying Taihuang Heaven.
After a long while, this Star Lord raised his arm and called out loudly, "Brothers who died in battle, come with me to Fengdu! " The headman looked at these thousand-odd white-bone gods and demons and could not help sighing.
Shen Mu, puzzled, asked, "Why does the headman sigh? " "I am thinking of the Daoist Lingjing, who rows his boat and ferries people in Fengdu.
" The headman sighed. "This time Fengdu has gained over a thousand more gods and demons.
Daoist Lingjing, who earns money only by rowing his boat and ferrying people, will be even less able to afford a house.
The housing prices in Fengdu will surely soar. . . "