"How much can a cup of clear water hold? It seems not much, compared to the original path of life and death, this is indeed a little bit of knowledge, the true path is intangible and non-material. When it becomes physical, it has already fallen to a lower level, not pure enough."
To the Huayuan Daolao Jinxian who has truly mastered the Dao, the current cup of clear water is complete trash. Absorb it in one cup of tea time, and refine it for ten years? It's not even worth giving away.
But to Deng ChanYu and Yun Xiao, this cup of clear water is a crystallization of the tangible trace of the Dao. They have already exerted a lot of effort, yet the absorption remains exceptionally difficult.
Deng ChanYu doesn't know if there are many imagined scenarios like "having children" or "having children with her" on Yun Xiao's side. Anyway, what she sees here is complete silence and death.
Too much knowledge, death should have a higher interpretation, but her realm is not enough, most importantly, the magical power is not enough.
"How is everything going over there?" she asked.
Yun Xiao smiled and said, "There are some difficulties. The sword is a killer, my previous path and the Dao of Life have some differences, it seems we should switch?"
Deng ChanYu hastily persuaded: "If you continue to study the Dao of Death, it will be harmful to kill two corpses. Your swordsmanship needs some harmonization, the Dao of Life is suitable for you. In this way, please persist a little longer, I will increase the effort and make a faster breakthrough, you may be able to see the true intention."
"All right, let's try it again. Take it slowly, don't rush."
Just try and you will die.
Just two rounds later, Deng ChanYu's side has no strength left, and there is no strength at all.
If both were at full strength, it might have been better. Now, they are both exhausted and in a state of weakness.
She simply lies flat.
She stopped absorbing the trace of the Dao and instead lay down while pondering the true essence of the Dao of Death with the help of the physicalized trace.
Yun Xiao eventually had to maintain some dignity, but physical fatigue cannot be resolved simply by enduring it. She leaned forward, and the previously unremarkable bosom now appeared rather imposing. She noticed something unusual and quickly straightened her posture, at the same time using the remaining little magical power for containment.
Deng ChanYu's gaze flicked over in a glance, without lingering much. She was too exhausted.
"How far are we from the Dao Palace now?" As a quasi-saint, Yun Xiao also had methods to absorb and transform chaotic qi in the chaos, although the transformation speed was not as fast as that of the Dragon and Phoenix tribes, it was also not something to be underestimated.
After a period of rest, her magical power slowly increased, and she asked about the whereabouts of her older brother and the two younger sisters.
Deng ChanYu sensed it and said, "Although it's a bit far away, I can still sense the mark I've left inside the Dao Palace. Don't worry, with Zhao Daozhen in charge, Qiongzhou and Biliangzhen should be fine."
Yun Xiao only slightly relaxed. It's true that Zhao Gongming appears sharp, but he's not someone who can be relied on all the time. With her external brain absent, she can't help but wonder what sort of trouble they might get into.
"Dear father, save me!"
"Dear father, save me!"
The faint and dim calling sound echoes in the ears.
Yun Xiao thought she was experiencing auditory hallucinations, but seeing Deng ChanYu listening attentively with an ear perked up, she also looked around. The big eyes were filled with question marks. Was there a third person in the room now? What on earth was this "dear father"?
Deng ChanYu quickly put on the outer garment she had taken off, as the room was too small and the ventilation system was problematic. It was quite normal to take off one's outer garment.
She stepped out of the wooden house, barefoot, standing on the back of mechanical Jiuyi and looking left and right. At first glance, she saw no abnormalities, then looked around again. Finally, she saw two accessories under the wings of mechanical Jiuyi.
One is a slime-like chaotic creature, and the other is a misty chaotic creature. Both are familiar "people" to Deng ChanYu.
Why are only the two of you left? She couldn't help but take a closer look. She quickly saw the clue.
The problem still lies in the claws of the Qiong Chi.
The Great Mother of Mourning absorbed the essence of blood and flesh within the range of the realm of life and death, causing nine-tenths of the chaotic creatures to return to chaos.
Originally, they should have included these two guys, but the claws of Qiong Chi cannot be understood in the usual sense as blood and flesh. That is a collection of resentment, and the source of resentment is the primeval humanistic path.
The scope of humanistic path is actually very broad. According to the classification of Heaven and Earth people, all intelligent beings are actually within the range of humanistic path. Human Kings represent humanity, while humanity represents humanistic path, just as the Shamanist tribe represented humanistic path before.
These two chaotic creatures survived by relying on the characteristics of the humanistic path, and then, when they saw the mechanical Jiuying soaring into the sky, they acted as accessories in a life-and-death situation and left the realm of life and death that was completely destroyed.
"Even if you're just a ticket, you still need to pay for it. Do either of you have any valuable things on you? If not, hmm," Deng ChanYu showed a smile, and Yun Xiao walked out of the room and pulled out her long sword, thinking about where to start it would be the most convenient.
The slime-like chaotic creature remains in a wooden state, and Deng ChanYu's words are quite long. It needs some time to understand the meaning.
The misty chaotic creature knows that this "affectionate father," Deng ChanYu, is very "crazy," and has anticipated this. Its body splits open, and it quickly spits out a small jade piece the size of a fingernail.
"Not enough."
The misty chaotic creature spits out a small ball of what appears to be fire.
"Not enough."
A jade stone, a ball of fire, and finally a Hongmeng primordial stone. Deng ChanYu estimated that these two chaotic creatures only had this much property, so she completed the ticketing process for them immediately.
Since it's a hang ticket, let's keep hanging on.
She even named the two creatures. The slime-like chaotic creature is called "No Head," as it responds too slowly. The misty chaotic creature had a major hemorrhage and seemed quite annoyed, so let's call it "Not Happy"!
It's not that Deng ChanYu refuses to do things for money, doesn't let the guests in, but her magical power is insufficient. The temporary room she built is too small, and she and Yun Xiao are already crowded in there. With two more creatures, there would be no place for them to stand.
Chaotic beings can erode the immortal in the Primordial Vastness. On the contrary, it is also true. She and Yun Xiao have killed the Great Mother who occupied a realm, which is an absolute massive pollution source for ordinary chaotic beings.
The fact that "No Head" and "Not Happy" are consuming blood and flesh doesn't mean they want to become completely fleshly creatures. Even if they do change, it should be controlled by their own will, not influenced by external forces.
So, continue to hang on.
Yun Xiao herself was a passenger, and she refused Deng ChanYu's proposal of sharing.
In the current Primordial Vastness, there's no need for three refusals and three offers. Especially after the saint of Zhunti appeared, whoever gives in is considered a fool.
If the generals were to give you clothes, you should reject them verbally, saying something like "I am an unworthy man, the soldiers should choose a new leader," this would surely make the soldiers go to look for a new commander.
At this moment, Deng ChanYu took the three items without any hesitation or politeness.
