I Have A Dual World Seal-Chapter 755 Retreat

"Sister Ying?"

"Cousin?"

Upon seeing Shen Ying for the first time, Shen Yi and Shen Wei both recognized her.

Unexpectedly, after thirty years, Shen Ying appeared more radiant and beautiful, in contrast to their now advanced age. Shen Ying only seemed more mature, adding a touch of dignified aura.

However, Shen Ying's expression remained indifferent. After seeing the two, her gaze shifted to Master Zhixi, and she shook her head helplessly, "Monks meddle too much."

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Master Zhixi looked at Shen Ying and Lu Zheng, his eyes narrowing because he couldn't discern the origins of the two, nor detect Shen Ying's ghostly form.

"Does the monk seek me for something?" Shen Ying's peach blossom eyes sparkled as she looked at Master Zhixi.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Master Zhixi clasped his hands in respect, "I heard Donor Shen saved Young Master Shen Yu's life. The Shen Family is grateful, and I have come to express thanks. The monk took the liberty of helping, guided by Qi, hoping you won't blame me, Donor."

Master Zhixi dared not admit his actual intent was to probe them, so he promptly improvised a reason.

Although he'd initiated finding Shen Ying, Shen Wei and Shen Yi also indeed mentioned thanking and meeting her, so it wasn't a complete falsehood.

Shen Ying gave a light laugh, then turned her gaze to the people behind him.

"What brings you to me again?"

Shen Wei and Shen Yi quickly stepped forward, their expressions complex.

"Cousin...I..." Shen Wei started, then Shen Yi took over, "Sister Ying, it's been many years since we last met. We wish to invite you to stay for a few days, firstly to thank you for saving young Yu, and secondly to reminisce."

"Yes, yes!" Shen Wei nodded repeatedly.

Shen Ying calmly shook her head, "No need, saving Shen Yu was just a convenient act. As for reminiscing...I've been dead for thirty years, what old times are there to reminisce about?"

Shen Yi was at a loss for words.

"The Caiqing Festival is approaching, and Shen Yi invited Master Zhixi to perform a ritual for several parents and uncles," Shen Wei tried to persuade Shen Ying from another angle, "Second Uncle is among them, please do attend, Cousin."

Shen Ying chuckled at his words, and even Master Zhixi couldn't help but smile wryly.

Never mind whether Shen Yue and his wife were added last minute, just this ritual involving opening the altar.

Inviting high monks from Quanzhen to perform a ritual is both a memorial for the deceased and a mental support for the living.

With Shen Ying's cultivation, does she need Master Zhixi's support in Calm Heart Curse, Bright Eyes Technique, Ganlin Technique, or such small spells?

Shen Wei, a mortal unaware of the truth, only made Master Zhixi slightly embarrassed. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

However, Shen Ying's demeanor reassured Master Zhixi, who respectfully clasped his hands, "I wonder, Donors Shen and Lu, which Immortal Mountain are you cultivating on?"

Lu Zheng and Shen Ying exchanged a smile; this was indeed the true reason Master Zhixi had come to investigate.

And Shen Wei and Shen Yi also turned their curious eyes toward Shen Ying and Lu Zheng.

To ordinary people, Abnormal People evoke awe and, of course, curiosity.

Curious if Shen Ying is really cultivating in the Netherworld?

What does the Netherworld look like?

Who is this man, and what is his relationship with Shen Ying... Well, no need to ask as their hands have remained together from start to finish.

Shen Ying smiled and shook her head, and a dense aroma of incense and candle Qi surged forth.

The Qi was so intense, Master Zhixi felt his heart skip a beat.

In the next instant, the world around them turned pink, countless peach blossoms blooming in the void. Shen Ying hovered in the air, her clothes instantly transforming into a trailing red-pink-green phoenix-tailed skirt, enchanting yet coolly distant, like a fairy gracing the mortal realm.

Since you've come to test me, I'll show you my true self!

"Hiss——"

The Shen Family members opened their eyes wide, their breathing slowed, and upon seeing Shen Ying in her radiant splendor and tremendous Qi, they were almost compelled to kneel in reverence.

In the next moment, Shen Yu, Mo Zonghan, and Shen Qian directly knelt down.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Master Zhixi was not delighted but shocked, taking a deep breath.

Such an intense incense and candle Qi could not belong to a ghost who had only died thirty years ago.

This had to be over five hundred years of Dao practice, and it was of pure and thick, unimaginably terrifying quality.

Even a royal incense and candle god worshipped by all wouldn't receive such reverence as this!

Could it be...an Evil God heretically worshipped?

Master Zhixi's gaze hardened, contemplating whether to calmly engage with Shen Ying to stabilize her or to directly question her sternly, when he felt another ethereal, refreshing, and carefree Dao presence spreading.

Master Zhixi turned sharply to see Lu Zheng smiling at him, surrounded by wisps of faint white cloud Qi, ethereal and noble as if a god among men.

He stood side by side with Shen Ying, hand in hand, seamlessly balanced.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Master Zhixi sighed in relief and quickly spoke, "So, Donor Shen has entered the Daoist Sect, cultivating the Incense and Candle Divine Dao, serving as a Guardian of the Daoist Sect. Good, good!"

With these words, Master Zhixi respectfully clasped his hands towards Lu Zheng, "Zhixi of Guangxing Temple, greets the senior."

Lu Zheng's Daoist aura, though ethereal, was overwhelmingly substantial, completely overshadowing Master Zhixi, who thus assumed Lu Zheng was a Daoist Sect elder adept at maintaining youthful appearances, directly addressing him as senior.

Moreover, if not a Daoist elder, where would Shen Ying gain so much incense and candle Qi for her cultivation?

He knew Shen Ying had only cultivated for thirty years, yet now she could utterly surpass him.

Lu Zheng, "..."

Finally, someone calls me senior…

Master Zhixi evidently misunderstood Lu Zheng's identity and Shen Ying's situation. Just as Lu Zheng intended to explain, Shen Ying held him back.

No need to explain, it's fine to be misunderstood; this way, the Shen Family wouldn't harbor unrealistic thoughts.

Shen Ying shook her head, signaled to Lu Zheng with a glance, then withdrew the divine technique. The peach blossoms dispersed, and she gently descended back to the ground, reverting to a simple, light makeup appearance.

"Rise!"

With a gesture, the young ones were lifted to their feet, standing behind Shen Wei and Shen Yi, though still deeply shocked by Shen Ying's earlier display, unable to regain their senses.

Lu Zheng nodded, looked at the crowd, and finally spoke, "I came with my wife to pay respects to my in-laws, not intending to meet anyone. Saving Shen Yu and offering a reminder was not because he is from the Shen Family.

I am aware of the old grievances between my wife and the Shen Family, but old affairs need no words. Now that my wife has entered my sect, naturally there is no longer any relation with the Shen Family."

"I understand, I understand!"

The Shen Family people finally snapped back to reality.

Shen Wei hastily nodded, "We were in the wrong back then, not daring to expect Cousin's forgiveness. In the future, we will ensure to tend to the graves and tombstones of Second Uncle and his wife."

Shen Yi and the three younger ones also nodded repeatedly.

Lu Zheng nodded, waved his hand, "You may leave."

"Amitabha Buddha, the humble monk takes his leave!" Master Zhixi declared a Buddhist phrase and turned to leave.

Although Lu Zheng didn't state his name, Master Zhixi bore no dissatisfaction, knowing it wasn't directed at him but was instead toward the Shen Family.

With Master Zhixi departing, although the Shen Family yearned to speak a few more words with Shen Ying, seeing their indifferent gazes and being intimidated by their capabilities, they dared not waste words.

Just as they were about to bid farewell, they saw Lu Zheng and Shen Ying rising on clouds, drifting gently towards Phoenix Mountain's peak, like a pair of celestial lovers, celestial immortals descending to the mortal realm.

...

On the way down the mountain, Shen Wei couldn't help but ask, "Master Zhixi, my cousin she..."

"Amitabha Buddha! Your cousin is truly fortunate," Master Zhixi replied, "That gentleman should be a senior from the Daoist Sect, with an extraordinary Dao presence, at least a millennium of Dao practice."

"Hiss——"

The crowd collectively inhaled sharply.

In stories they usually hear, a century-old ghost is already a formidable character, a millennium of Dao practice is the emblem of the ultimate boss.

"Donor Shen, having married that senior, has now, in a mere few decades, profound Dao practice, far beyond mine," Master Zhixi continued.

"Hiss——"

The crowd inhaled sharply again.

Although they were already greatly impressed by Shen Ying's display, they didn't expect Master Zhixi to offer such an assessment.

Master Zhixi was not easily invited by Shen Yi; he was a renowned high monk in Guangxing Temple, capable of performing rituals and exorcizing demons, famous and powerful, yet now he admitted to being far beneath Shen Ying.

Master Zhixi sighed and shook his head, "A divine couple, there's no other way to describe it."

Shen Wei and Shen Yi exchanged a glance, but could only smile bitterly, feeling a sense of loss…