Chapter 116: Past of the Cloud Palace (3)
Zhuohua told her, "Because there are too many sufferings in the human world, the immortal kings and immortal elders in the world of immortal cultivation are compassionate and often come to the human world to help them resolve the disasters."
On that day, their country, Feng, was struck by a natural disaster: a flood that submerged countless fertile fields. Just as the land was filled with wailing and the people were suffering, an immortal descended upon Feng on a flying sword.
The immortal waved his sleeves, and the floodwaters flowed back, slowly receding. Although the world was devastated, the joy of surviving the catastrophe still moved people to tears.
In this filthy world, everyone kneels and kowtows.
The king of Feng State was so moved upon seeing the immortal that he burst into tears and cried out to the heavens, "Thank you, Immortal Lingfa, for saving us from suffering! This kindness will be remembered for generations to come!"
Above the sky, the immortal high above glanced at them indifferently and flew away on his sword.
The people he saved were so grateful that they didn't even bother to deal with the aftermath of the disaster. They immediately rushed to the nearby Lingfa Xianjun Temple to express their gratitude and offer sacrifices.
The king also ordered the casting of golden statues of the immortal deity for all temples of the immortal deity throughout the country.
Even Qingyue was moved by this scene and couldn't help but say, "The immortals in the world of immortal cultivation are usually so old-fashioned and boring, but I didn't expect them to be so compassionate."
Zhuo Hua Xianjun touched his beloved disciple's head and asked, "Are you envious?"
Qingyue nodded vigorously: "I also want to be the most compassionate female fairy, like Lingfa Xianjun, loved by all people! Master——"
She looked up at Zhuohua Xianjun with a smile: "If I also do a lot of good things for the human world, will they also build a temple and a statue for me?"
Zhuohua Immortal Lord nodded: "Of course. But this is just an empty name. Cultivators should not be obsessed with it, otherwise they will lose their original intention and put the cart before the horse."
Qingyue remembered his master's words. In the years that followed, they traveled through hundreds of countries in the mortal world, saving countless lives and alleviating countless disasters. Gradually, Immortal Lord Qingyue's fame grew.
She has tens of thousands of followers and her own statues and temples.
She would occasionally hide behind her statue, listen to the prayers of her believers, feel the piety of mankind towards her, and feel extremely proud.
During those years, she clearly didn't have much time to focus on cultivation, but her cultivation level improved rapidly.
The master told her, "That is the power of incense. When you help mortals, their faith and offerings will feed back to you, greatly improving your cultivation."
Qingyue asked her master, "Since there are so many benefits, why didn't you leave your name behind every time we did good deeds? Look, there's not even a statue of you in this world!"
Zhuohua Immortal Lord smiled calmly, "Because Master comes from the mortal world, unlike you who are descendants of gods and born with divine blood, you have a better chance of ascending to become an immortal. Master's cultivation has reached a bottleneck and cannot advance any further. Therefore, the power of incense from the mortal world should be left to my disciple. Look, you have just come of age and already have the title of Immortal Lord. In time, you will become the youngest ascender in the world of immortal cultivation."
It was not until this time that Qingyue understood that there was an essential difference between her master and herself, a descendant of the gods.
No wonder the classmates who practiced together in the Cloud Palace at the time, no matter how highly they thought of Immortal Lord Zhuohua, all abandoned him without exception when choosing their direct master.
Even he himself was disliked by his father and lost the right to inherit the sect because he did not follow the family's instructions.
So what if that’s the case?
Her master, even if he is not a descendant of the gods, is still the best person in the world.
"Master, if you can't ascend, then I won't ascend either! We can just live freely and comfortably in the human world. Isn't that wonderful too?"
Immortal Lord Zhuohua was stunned when he heard this, then smiled and shook his head: "Don't be silly, ascending to immortality is the highest ideal of all cultivators, how can we give up so easily?"
Qingyue said, "For tens of millions of years, those who ascended to immortality have never returned, let alone visited their loved ones, or even listened to the prayers of their followers. So, is ascension really that important? If one must annihilate humanity and abandon everything in order to achieve the Great Dao, then what is the point of the Great Dao?"
Zhuohua was silent for a long time before he smiled again: "My disciple is very intelligent, and I am very pleased. Qingyue, no matter what the future holds, Master only hopes that you can follow your heart and do what you want to do."
Later, Yun Palace summoned Zhuohua back to Yun Palace to teach students, and Qingyue also came back.
The Yun Palace had a lot of rules, and Qingyue had never liked them. Zhuohua had thought she would leave after just a few days, but she actually asked to stay and become an instructor.
When Zhuohua asked her: "Why?"
"Why?" Qingyue blinked and looked at Zhuohua with a smile, "Because I don't want to be separated from you! Master, can't you see that I like you?"
Before Zhuohua could react to what was said, she suddenly tiptoed and kissed him.
That day, the master, who was always dignified and upright, blushed and panicked. After a long while, he finally said, "Nonsense!"
"Is my disciple really fooling around? Master, don't you have any other thoughts about me?"
Zhuo Hua looked at her and said seriously, "Yueyue, I am your master. Once a teacher, always a father. This is the human ethics of the world of immortal cultivation, and it cannot be crossed."
"Then we won't be master and disciple anymore. If the world of immortal cultivation can't accommodate us, we'll go to the human world. The few years we spent in the human world were also our happiest time, weren't they? Master, look at me. I don't believe you haven't seen me in your eyes all these years!"
How could he not have? It was just that he had been so deeply hidden and forbearing that he had even deceived himself. It wasn't until she spoke out that the emotions he had suppressed for years surged back into his heart like a torrential flood.
But it only took a moment for him to calm down again.
He looked at the bright and lively little apprentice in front of him, and after a long silence, he said, "Once a teacher, always a father. I will just pretend I didn't hear what you said today. I will send a letter to your father later and ask him to come and take you back."
"Master!" She tugged at his sleeve, unwillingly asking, "Do you really not have me in your heart at all? We are clearly not related by blood, so how can we be fathers for life? Zhuohua, you are not such a pedantic person. Why do you put shackles on yourself and me? I am willing to give up everything for you, why can't you be as brave as me for once?"
"Zhuohua, you're actually a coward! Are you trying to drive me away because you're afraid I'll ruin your reputation? Is your reputation more important than your true feelings?"
"Zhuohua! Master! Even if you don't accept it, please don't chase me away, okay?"
However, the usually easy-going and gentle Immortal Lord Zhuohua hardened his heart for the first time and watched helplessly as his beloved disciple was taken away by her father.
No one knew how much pain he felt at that time. After ten years of being together day and night, he had already engraved her into his heart.
But he couldn't cross the line, not because he didn't dare, but because he couldn't.
Qingyue, a descendant of the gods and the young master of the Qingcang Sect, is the most promising celestial being to ascend to heaven in thousands of years. However, due to her youthful innocence, she fell in love with a mortal.
How could Zhuo Hua, as her master, ruin her destiny as an immortal? Let her bear the stigma of having an affair with her master, and fall from a promising female immortal into the mire?
He knew that even if his apprentice resented him now, time would eventually heal it all. When she stood on a higher peak and admired a more beautiful scenery, she would understand her master's good intentions.
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