According to Nuwa's account, the Silent Book of the Heavens is related to opportunities, personal attainments, and the changes in the primordial heaven and earth. What kind of mysteries it will reveal and when it will reveal them, she is not clear. Back then, the Great Pure One and Yuanshi Tianzun did not invite her to read it together with them, and now they definitely won't.
Deng Chanyu believed in no evil like Yao Caiyue. She directly opened the Taoist body of the Queen Mother and took out the measuring rod. She examined the stone tablet with her strongest state, but still it ignored her. Not even a single character or stroke appeared on the tablet.
"Teacher, does this thing really show text?
"Maybe," said Nuwa, realizing that something was amiss, she quickly retracted her words: "Ahem, ahem. What the teacher meant is that it will definitely show characters. You can't see them now because your level and opportunities are insufficient."
In the end, Deng Chanyu didn't dare to ask Nuwa if she saw any characters on the stone tablet. The sage has all abilities, so she probably saw them.
"Below that sand there is a trace of the primordial spatial Taoism hidden, it's not too complex, and you should be able to comprehend it by yourself."
"There are some fragmented Taoist Essences related to space and earth travel here."
"In the future, you should expand this boundary outward, using the principle of wood giving rise to fire, and you should be able to find a complete trace of the fire path. I think this trace has a very high quality."
Controlling the Dao is easy to say, but how to do it in practice? It's not a problem that can be solved by shouting a few times on the ground.
The Xuanmen believes that the Dao marks and Tao Essences are tools to control the Dao, at least primary tools. Only by utilizing these inherent intangible objects, can one truly touch upon the Dao.
The Yu Huang Tian is an undeveloped space, a place abundant with Dao marks. Nuwa pointed out all the Dao marks that Deng Chanyu could use.
Nuwa enjoyed Deng Chanyu's shocked and delighted expression on her face.
The old mother of Li Mountain always said she couldn't teach her apprentices. Humph! Let the old woman see, I can teach very well too!
Opening up the Yu Huang Tian is a huge project that cannot be accomplished overnight. If there's nothing to rely on, then of course, one has to resort to brute force. Deng Chanyu may not be rich, but she's certainly not poor. When it comes to spending money, she should spend it; if there are external spiritual materials that can assist in the process, there's no need to foolishly use brute force to open up the space.
Yu Huang said goodbye to his teacher, left the Wanhuang Palace, and returned to his loyal Mount Emei.
In the bamboo grove in front of the courtyard of the Taiyuan Cave, Yun Xiao was discussing the purchase of purple bamboo with Ciyudao Master. The new pet, Yuan Xiao, with its intelligent and distinctively black and white eyes, knew it was about its food supply issue and waited for the outcome with a staring expression.
Ciyudao Master was filled with helplessness, as Yun Xiao's kind corpse blocked the door to buy bamboo. He really wanted to say that it was non-for-sale, that he planted bamboo just for aesthetic pleasure and for seeking a clean and self-indulgent life, and that he was not a seller of bamboo!
But in this era, a high-level realm has a louder voice. Yun Xiao is different from Qiong Xiao and Bixiao, who are foolish and dissatisfied. She has always been polite, even when her realm is one level higher than the other's, she displays great courtesy, so Ciyudao Master has no way to refuse.
How can he refuse? Would he go to the Yuanshi Tianzun for support over just a few pieces of bamboo? The Yuanshi Tianzun doesn't even like his chosen path, and their master-disciple relationship is rather ordinary.
If Yun Xiao were excessively rude, the Yuanshi Tianzun would still defend him. Now? It's not going to happen.
Yun Xiao sincerely invited him to the "third-party cave," which is Mount Emei, for consultation.
Ciyudao can only come over.
The bamboo is surely fresher and tastier, Yun Xiao can transform Ciyudao Master into a bamboo seller using nearly Saint-level cultivation, but only for a while, not for eternity. Going to Ciyudao Master for bamboo every year will eventually make even the most patient person lose their temper.
Yun Xiao is a very traditional person from the primeval era, who believes that self-sufficiency is the right path. She herself cannot grow bamboo, so the only candidate left to grow it is you, Little Qinglan!
Ciyudao left behind 300 pounds of purple bamboo and the planting method, and flew away. Yun Xiao handed the planting charm to Little Qinglan, asking her to learn well, and then went to play with Yuan Xiao by herself.
Deng Chanyu returned to Mount Emei, finding another newly reclaimed sacred field in front of her house.
Little Qinglan was "huffing and puffing" as she worked on hoeing the land.
Little Qinglan had a face full of questions, "What kind of addiction are you guys to farming these fields?"
With her curious gaze, the big girl explained for two sentences: "The lady says to try planting two mu of purple bamboo. The environment of the three fairy islands is suitable for us to..."
... suitable for survival, but not yet for spiritual plants.
Mount Emei is vast, and these days there are no regulations for three-door packs. Deng Chanyu does not mind having two more sacred fields in front of her house. Even if Cloud Xiao and others return to the Three Fairy Islands in the future and pull up the bamboo, planting "naizi" in the ground is also acceptable. She is happy to have cultivated spiritual fields in advance.
The big girl's face was full of distress, and she flicked her lips playfully in the direction of where Cloud Xiao was playing with Yuan Xiao. Looking pitifully, she asked, "Little Master Auntie, has our lady forsaken me?"
Deng Chanyu answered seriously, "How could it be? Is it not still needed for you to farm the land?"
The more she hears this, the more sad Little Qinglan becomes.
I am both a mount and a pet. How have I come to such a sorry pass?
Deng Chanyu, with a tone of someone who has been through it before, advised her: "In these days, as long as you can work, there will never be a lack of work! You not only have to show your appropriate value, but also learn to sell cute faces!"
The term "selling cuteness" was too unfamiliar to Little Qinglan, she looked up, and a look of doubt appeared in her eyes. She then looked towards the distant Yuan Xiao rolling around, "Do I have to do this too? My lady will spank my butt!"
Deng Chanyu followed her gaze and looked in the same direction. Indeed, Yuan Xiao, with its round head and body, looked quite adorable as it rolled around. If Little Qinglan were to roll around like that, it would be considered a mischievous child causing trouble, and one would feel the urge to give her a couple of slaps. Simply imitating was not the way to go.
"Show me your original form, and I'll explain it to you in person."
"Aww?"
"A what? Hurry up."
Little Qinglan hesitated and fidgeted, as if she were removing her clothes. She turned around in place, and her original form of a Azure-Robbed Crane bird was revealed.
Deng Chanyu said, "Don't wag your tail, be more stable."
"Oh."
While saying "Oh, okay," Little Qinglan's tail still couldn't help but move back and forth like a ribbon.
"Dang it, if you get used to it, it's quite cheerful. You're better than the Shizi, whose tail is too short to wag in a second step. Extend your wings."
Deng Chanyu wanted to place her hand on Little Qinglan's wings, but the little creature, as if it had a conditioned reflex, insisted on pressing its wings down on her hand.
Deng Chanyu touched her head, but Little Qinglan, without thinking, bit her hand.
Deng Chanyu pinched her mouth: "Do you see? You must change these habitual movements. They are too aggressive."
She muttered softly, "I'm a bird, how did I end up with a blue cat's habit?" pointing to the side.
She asked Little Qinglan to look at the direction of Yuan Xiao, who didn't mind the gentle touches on her hand or head. You can do whatever you like, and she would just eat her own bamboo all by herself. Her temperament was far from ordinary.
"Get it now?"
"Understood."
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