The moonlight is still cultivating her three scriptures at the Ling Mountain, as one can tell from Maitreya, she believes that without attaining a certain level of mastery over her own scriptures, she cannot score highly in the ten-thousand-Buddha formation.
Her Bodhisattva position is nominal, she still needs to cultivate herself. This is the current state of the Buddhist doors, many of the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas who have been sealed need to be reforged again, and even Ye Jiedu and Zheng Ti are adjusting their cultivation techniques.
Deng ChanYu is still busy preparing for the repair of the chaotic bell.
Jiang Ziyu's attack on Luoyi was in the autumn, and his main strategy was to cut through the chaos quickly by taking advantage of the autumn harvest of Han and Qi countries. He did not plant crops, but instead attacked during their harvest season.
Regardless of whether this strategy was right or wrong, he won in the end.
Autumn turns to winter, and as the time enters the winter months, during the cold and harsh winter months, if you don't have a girlfriend to play with, there's really nothing much to do.
Dà Jiā is still accompanying her father, while Deng ChanYu is idle, she has gone to the Immortal Fire Mountain several times, finally waiting for YuanFeng to wake up.
"Get up! Get up quickly for me!"
"I need to talk to you! Stop sleeping!"
"Don't sleep! The ancestor dragon has come!"
In her persistent nagging, Yuan Feng finally appeared in her embodiment. This woman was indeed beautiful, but her hair was a mess like a chicken coop, lacking vitality and looking ready to fall asleep at any moment.
"Disobedient! Rushing me like that, old man! What's the matter? Speak up quickly, mother is sleepy." While saying this, Yuan Feng even yawned.
This person's situation is clearly better than before. Before she was lying down and humming, but now she can fall asleep. This shows that her condition has improved.
Deng ChanYu prepared a lot of words, but seeing her impatient expression, she suddenly became stuck for a moment.
Without me, could you enjoy such a comfortable environment to lie in? With such a bad attitude, it's no wonder that the Ancestor Dragon keeps thinking about attacking you!
She coughed and said, "I saw Jinyu before."
Yuan Feng's eyes show a hint of doubt, as if asking which Jinyu it is.
The pupil rotated twice before finding the corresponding character in the distant memory.
"Oh."
Deng ChanYu: "..."
Oh what's the use, my fists are all tough!
As she seems so uncooperative, Deng ChanYu can only use a killing move: "Jinyu said her Nánming Lihuo is the number one in the universe, I don't believe it. Then she gave me a Nánming Lihuo and asked me to bring it back for you to see. Do you think you can compare with her?"
She took out the fire spirit pearl and slightly revealed a trace of its true essence of fire.
Yuan Feng looked down on the flame with disdain, then at her again: "Jinyu is the number one in the primordial chaos, satisfied now? Trying to provoke me with this? I'm not as foolish as the Ancestor Dragon. You think such a despicable tactic can fool my true source of flame? Dream on! Ha ha ha ha—"
Deng ChanYu: "..."
This guy is much smarter than expected.
She hurried to apologize: "Okay okay, I was wrong before. Let's make a deal. I need one strand of your Nánming Lihuo fire, what's your price?"
Yuan Feng thought for a moment before speaking in a tone of sudden inspiration: "Go kill that old guy, Zǔ Long, and I'll give you one strand of Nánming Lihuo fire."
Deng ChanYu had a dark line on her forehead, and you two have been lying around for so long, yet you still think about fighting and killing?
She tried to reason with Yuan Feng: "If the Ancestor Dragon died, who would seal the sea eye of the East China Sea?"
Yuan Feng doesn't care about this at all. She speaks lightly, "You're good at repairing and patching things, just seal that sea eye directly, you're so stupid!"
Deng ChanYu was stunned for a moment, to be honest, Yuan Feng's words have a little bit of logic. The Ancestor Dragon will eventually perish, who will take care of the sea eye at that time? Either find a dumbass to plug it in or find a guy in the chaotic realm to block it up.
Yuan Feng must have been contemplating this idea for a while, mulling it over while lying in repose?
"The problem is, I can't beat the Ancestor Dragon either."
Yuan Feng wasn't tired either. She was full of enthusiasm and gave her advice: "Let the Big Wind help you?"
The big wind from afar glanced in this direction, a question mark on his face. Did he just call me? What does he want me to do?
Yuan Feng analyzed the situation from multiple angles and perspectives. She listed the thirty-six weaknesses of the Ancestor Dragon and detailed the methods of poisoning, assassination, and setting traps, among others that she had conceived but not yet implemented.
That girl, don't listen to this dead hen's flattery. The old man has a strand of Nánming Lihuo fire sealed away from long ago. If you give her a good beating for me, the old man will give you this flame.
A resounding voice of an old man echoed from the Immortal Fire Mountain.
Deng ChanYu hadn't figured out who it was when Yuan Feng on the other side was already getting upset, pointing at the air and swearing loudly.
The old man's voice was initially very rational, calm and unhurried. However, Yuan Feng's cursing was too harsh. After not saying two sentences, they began to argue and their voices gradually twisted, and rationality disappeared completely.
Deng ChanYu was dumbfounded. Is this Zǔ Long? Seems like a good communication object when normal, just beat her up and give her a flame, isn't that worth considering? Deng ChanYu is often so obedient that she is afraid of herself. For the chaotic bell, she can be more obedient. However, this deal has been messed up by Yuan Feng.
The Ancestor Dragon, unlike Yuan Feng's side with an endless supply of chaotic energy, uses every bit of his own essence. Every drop of power he uses is a bit less, and this way of arguing across the vastness of the primordial chaos is really damaging to the body. In the end, he left with a grudge.
"Ha ha ha——old mud snake, if you have the guts, come over here again! I won't let you die! Who's afraid of who?"
Looking at Yuan Feng's self-satisfied and reckless expression, Deng ChanYu felt ashamed. The starting point of the first major upheaval in the primordial chaos, the Dragon and Phoenix Primary Calamity, was caused by your mouth, right?
Without your desperate mockery, considering the Ancestor Dragon's rational character, it's unlikely that a bloodbath would have swept across the primordial chaos for countless eons. Just look at the size of the dragon race today. If they had taken it steady and developed slowly, the dragon race could have become the dominant power in the primordial chaos. There would have been no need to engage in an impulsive war.
"Alas, Deng ChanYu rubbed her forehead and felt that things were really very troublesome."
The Big Wind pulled her to the side and whispered, "Do you want your mother's Nánming Lihuo fire?"
"Yes."
"Yes, she did." The Big Wind slightly unfolded a trace of her own original source, and Deng ChanYu looked over. The little sister's original source was almost devoid of any fire. This also shows the current state of Yuan Feng.
"What are you two whispering about over there? Aren't you supposed to be making a deal with your mother? Come over quickly!"
Yuan Feng has agreed to give Deng ChanYu a strand of Nánming Lihuo fire, but she requires her to trade with celestial treasures to compensate for the damage done by her mother's original source. In Yuan Feng's words, it's to "tone up her body."
Deng ChanYu examined the long list meticulously: "Eight thousand cinnabar, five thousand sunrise celestial water, five thousand moon rotation stones, and so on. Why do you need Huang Zhong Li as well?"
Yuan Feng said with an air of reasonableness, "I haven't eaten the Huang Zhong Li yet."
Deng ChanYu: "..."
