Chapter 1821 — Your Name
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
"Your disciple presumes to ask the Teacher to confer a blessing upon Lingyun.
" Shen Mu bowed and said.
"Why should I confer a blessing? " The Miluo Palace Master's voice came. "The blessings you have given her are already more than she can bear. If I were to bless her further, she would be utterly unable to endure it.
That would not be her blessing, but a disaster. Friend Mu, leave a thread of life for your child.
" Shen Mu's heart tightened. He wanted to ask in detail, but the Miluo Palace Master had sunk back into silence.
He called out, yet no word came again. Shen Mu sighed.
He knew his teacher's powers were vast beyond imagining; he could even foresee the future.
Not only that, the Miluo Palace Master could discern things Shen Mu could not perceive from the faintest of clues.
He had foreseen something, yet refused to speak of it, and Shen Mu could only let it go. Leading Ling Yuxiu by the hand and holding Shen Lingyun, Shen Mu bowed deeply and walked out of the Miluo Palace. Lady Nanxiang hesitated.
She had a bellyful of questions she wanted to put to the Miluo Palace Master, but Shen Mu had already left, and the Master had sunk back into silence; she too could only leave the palace.
She looked back, and the palace gates had shut.
Lady Nanxiang sighed, feeling bereft.
The Miluo Palace Master, teacher of all living beings for sixteen cosmic eons, was truly dead. Shen Mu came to the golden ship and smiled. "Let us stay here for a few days.
I need to raise myself to peak condition before we return. The road ahead, I'm afraid, will be many times more dangerous than when we came.
" Ling Yuxiu nodded and said, "Sister Nanxiang, you go back first. Thank you for your company on this journey.
" Lady Nanxiang hesitated, then nodded. "Young lord, my lady, I can be of no help on the road ahead.
I take my leave.
" Shen Mu thanked her.
Lady Nanxiang said hurriedly, "Do not. Take care, both of you! " With that, she rose and left. The couple watched her go. Ling Yuxiu said, "Sister Nanxiang is not a bad person.
" "Actually, almost everyone in the Miluo Palace is not a bad person," Shen Mu said with a smile. "Including me.
The Dao-achievers of the Miluo Palace, the hall masters--even the Lingguan Hall Master, for all his fierceness--all hold the ideal of saving the world.
It is not that they are unreasonable. It is only that we stand in different places and see things from different angles, and so we mistake them for villains and invaders.
" Ling Yuxiu smiled. "My husband has suddenly become so open-minded. That does not fit the Venerable Mu of legend. " Shen Mu was intrigued. "What is the Venerable Mu of legend like?
" "A complicated man.
He hates evil as his enemy, and at the same time he is utterly wicked. He is kind and compassionate, and also cruel and ruthless. He breaks his word, and yet he keeps it.
" Ling Yuxiu smiled with pressed lips. "He does not like to talk, yet he can talk someone to death.
Some say you are brilliant beyond measure; some say you are dumb as an ox. Some say your Dao heart is eternally firm, unshaken and unswerving; others say your Dao heart is a mess and you are forever changing countenance.
In short, the Venerable Mu is an infinitely complicated man. " Shen Mu laughed heartily.
The couple settled on the golden ship. Since Shen Lingyun had only just been born, she was always fussing, and the two novice parents were inevitably flustered.
"I have the ability to order heaven and earth, and no one can defeat me, yet I am defeated by a child a few days old," Shen Mu said dejectedly. Fortunately, Shen Lingyun did not cry often; when she was quiet she was very adorable, which gave the old father some consolation. After more than two months, Shen Mu's cultivation and strength had recovered to their peak. At last they set sail and headed back the way they had come.