Chapter 1647 — The Lotus of the Dao Blooms on the Golden Boat
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"If this boat is haunted, then you two are the very ghosts!
" Shen Mu boarded the World-Ferrying Golden Boat, and with a faint stir of his will the golden boat shrank manyfold in the eyes of those outside, becoming like a little golden skiff; but once aboard, the interior space of the vessel remained exceedingly vast. "Little brother, there really are ghosts on this boat. " Shen Fengqing hesitated a moment, then said, "I saw Grandsire.
" Shen Mu was taken aback.
He thought of Kaihuang again, and fell silent.
"I truly did see him!
" Seeing that Shen Mu did not believe him, Shen Fengqing said in a fluster, "You have been busy all these days, and everyone else has been bustling about too, so I went and fetched the little fatty to help me.
We searched the boat for a long time, and we truly did see him! " The 'little fatty' he spoke of was none other than Taishi; compared with a giant like Shen Fengqing, Taishi was indeed a round, ball-like little fatty. Of course, this little fatty's power was extremely high; few beings could stand against the Ancient God of Taiji, and he was certainly one of them.
Shen Mu's heart stirred faintly. The golden boat gradually gained speed and sailed into the void.
"Where did you encounter him? " he asked.
Taishi said, "In one of the great halls.
We saw a figure that looked like him, but when we chased after it, we could never draw close; instead, we passed right through him.
" Shen Mu's face darkened, and he murmured, "It must be his imprint. The force of the Fourth Young Master's blow erased him utterly — not even the black sand of his soul would remain.
. .
" "Little brother, do you want to go and see?
" A hopeful look appeared on Shen Fengqing's face. Although he was always calling Shen Mu his 'wicked little brother,' in his heart he had always believed that this wicked little brother was capable of anything. He desperately hoped that Shen Mu could find Kaihuang; perhaps the wicked little brother would have some way to bring Kaihuang back.
Shen Mu thought for a moment, and then, as if impelled by some ghostly force, he nodded.
Reason told him that Kaihuang could not possibly have survived that blow from the Fourth Young Master, yet he stubbornly preferred to believe in miracles. Shen Fengqing and Taishi led the way, and Shen Mu followed them to the cluster of palaces on the World-Ferrying Golden Boat.
These palaces had been built by the Master of Miluo Palace, and each one was the equivalent of a whole heaven, its inner space vast; and strangely, the number of palaces was not fixed.
The palaces here grew in number as the people on board grew in number — even if everyone in the entire universe came aboard, this boat would still have space enough to hold them all! And stranger still: enter a palace, and when you came out you would find a new palace; no matter how you searched without cease, you would always discover palaces on the boat you had never set foot in.
Such was the World-Ferrying Golden Boat refined by the Master of Miluo Palace! Yet wonderful as the boat was, housing measureless space within itself, in the face of the Great Tribulation of Universal Annihilation it could protect no one.
Shen Mu followed them into a palace. Shen Fengqing flew once around its interior and said, "Not in here! " He flung open the hall door and dashed out, then opened another hall door and sped through it: "Not here either!
" One palace gate after another was flung open, and yet more golden halls appeared upon the World-Ferrying Golden Boat.
Gradually Shen Fengqing had searched through several hundred halls, and new halls kept appearing without end; Shen Mu could only watch him bustle back and forth. In the distance, the palaces they had already searched vanished one by one, while no small number of new palaces sprang into being out of thin air.
Shen Fengqing went on searching, obstinate, tenacious, and undaunted.
Shen Mu followed him.