"The Immortal Palace"
"Ouch!" The semi-sleeping Nuwa suddenly exclaimed, hastily waving her sleeves. In an instant, countless beams of light enveloped both Taisutian and the Palace of Nuwa.
At the side, the Azure Rooster was startled. It took her two breaths to look up and ask outside the hall: "......Your Majesty, what's going on?"
How does it feel like the Palace of Nuwa is preparing to flee again......
Nuwa's gaze was restless.
Just as Li Huans voice fell, "Zhī Zhī" two sounds were heard. The huge crystal ball, accompanied by two bright sparks, exploded into several pieces. The broken crystal fragments rolled down the ascending heaven's path clanging and clattering, turning into countless transparent ones.
The two shadows were unfazed, attacking the Phoenix from left and right. The Phoenix, filled with anger, opened its eyes wide. It swung its knife like thunder sweeping away dust, slicing into the left man's ribs. It then retracted its hand and delivered a backward slash that drove another blade into the right man's chest.
He, in order to break the world records for "the most straws in the mouth" and "the most candles in the mouth," thoughtlessly pulled out all his teeth without regard for the consequences. No matter how well-meaning his family's advice was, it couldn't shake his determination.
Ah! It can only be said that life is a matter of fate. When the wife was about to put aside all distractions and prepare to accept Yihuan, she suddenly lost her memory and couldn't remember Helian. As this layer of relationship was about to move one step closer, it stopped because of this sudden 'memory loss.'
Although puzzled, she had no much mood to care about this matter at the moment. The phrase popped up in her mind was the last words He Lianzhen uttered in a muted voice.
Her grip on the knife tightened by three points, and her focus shifted back to Mengtuo. With a swift "ding," she pulled out a Tang Dynasty sword, a cold glimmer pushing back the seven-step clothed man, and she herself shot towards Mengtuo like an arrow from a crossbow.
Even Tang Jiang was frightened to kneel. These two dogs, what can they do? They must be dead ends.
Long Guan was like Sun Wukong when he had the staff, with no one able to get close to him. Ma Chuang and Bai Mulun never got a taste of Long Guan's domineering style. By the time they tasted it, it was too late to regret.
Even just this one convoy composed of four military Humvees is enough to draw the attention of the vast majority of Filipinos.
"Bring me paper and pens!"
"Bring the table over!"
"Go to the back hall and bring over all the casual writings I wrote when I was in the Daoist cultivation realm!"
Nuwa directed her maids and mount with great agility. She then quickly tied her hair into a disordered bun, rolled up her sleeves, and began writing a new cultivation technique.
Deng Chanyu scratched her head, looking around curiously. How had Taisutian and the Palace of Nuwa disappeared again?
Upon successfully attaining the Daoist cultivation realm of Daziding, she did not return to Emei Mountain but came to report the good news to Nuwa as soon as possible.
In the Hongwu system, the master-disciple relationship is more important than one's biological parents. Although she does not entirely agree with this statement, there is no need to challenge the universal values of immortals. Nuwa has been kind to her, and she has always maintained utmost respect. She never expected that her first target after leaving the Hengxing World would be an empty shot.
She had no choice but to go to Lishan Mountain. Reporting the good news to the Mother of Lishan would be acceptable as well.
The Mother of Lishan is much more normal than Nuwa.
The elderly lady spoke warmly and encouraged her twice, telling her to remain calm and not be arrogant. She also clearly stated that now she has truly embarked on the path of Dao.
"All that has happened in the past is but illusion. Continue forward, do not waste all the efforts you have put in over the years."
Deng Chanyu also had some deep reflections. After years of hard work, she finally gained a decent starting point.
In terms of one hundred meters as the distance from a mortal to a Golden Immortal, the distance from a Golden Immortal to a Hundred Spiritual Beings Golden Immortal is ten million li, or even a hundred million li. This is just the beginning for her; tough times lie ahead.
"Thank you, teacher, for your guidance. I will remember it in my heart."
"Hmm, then go and rest for a while."
Deng Chanyu couldn't just turn around and leave even though she said she would go downstairs.
She first went to her own place of cultivation on Lishan Mountain, which was the jade abode where she had once hung the phrase "Now the floating clouds can be ridden, and the boundless sea becomes dust all by itself." (Chapter 36)
Theoretically, she could call herself a "Jade Stone Effortless Immortal" or "Jade Stone Realm Immortal" without any problem. However, she had to argue with Yuqing's cultivation name. Although Nuwa enjoyed watching the show and didn't mind causing trouble, she couldn't help but smile when she heard that Yuqing called herself her teacher. She was used to sleeping happily knowing that she had support like this.
Deng Chanyu changed out of her fancy attire and donned a simple, unadorned cyan Taoist robe. She didn't use any magical power, holding a common broomstick, thoroughly cleaning the interior and exterior of the Jade Abode.
Afterward, she also swept the courtyard in front of her residence and the two grand halls nearby.
Looking at the result of her labor, she had a moment of dizziness and felt a bit like the Zen Monk who sweeps the ground.
Sweeping is a good exercise for the mind. Unlike teasing the heart demon, as she watched the ground get cleaner and cleaner, she felt her own inner peace and clarity growing. It seemed as if every speck of dust she swept away was a shadow from within her heart.
Although there was still a very long way to go before she could cut off her own corpse, she had already begun preparing for it. "Those who do not plan for ten thousand years should not plan for one moment."
She was still self-aware. Why did the heart demon always bother her? It was because her inner world was not yet bright enough, and there were still many dark corners in her heart.
If we speak in a broad sense, the heart demon of Yuan Shi Tianzun is a mix of the dark clouds in his heart, which then gave rise to Yuan Shi Tianmo. The Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva also has an unknown darkness within, and the concept of "great glory" does not exist in the Honghuang era.
Opportunities are stolen, magical treasures are taken. It's a wonder that anyone can survive to this day. Compared horizontally, Deng Chanyu may be a kind person after all.
However, cutting off the self-corpse is not about comparing with others. There's no use in comparing. That is the true self.
At the beginning, Deng Chanyu had a little selfishness, thinking that sweeping would reduce the darkness in her heart by one point. As she swept the ground, her attitude became more even, and she stopped counting gains and losses. Gradually, her heart calmed down.
She was sweeping the ground when suddenly a pair of embroidered shoes appeared in her line of sight. The foot shape was exquisite, the stockings pristine white, untouched by a speck of dust.
She looked up and saw Bi Xiao's joyful face.
