The woman Wa could not see through the true nature of Yin and Yang old master, and she felt extremely apprehensive in her heart. But there was still a trace of unwillingness left.
She always felt that the missing immortal was harboring a major opportunity that could profoundly affect her entire path of cultivation. This opportunity might not be inferior to listening to the teachings in the Purple Cloud Palace, and even subtly higher than it.
This feeling has existed since she heard the teachings, and she cannot tell Fuxi that after rational analysis, she found it very incredible.
Now facing the seemingly extremely powerful Yin-Yang Ancestor, she is in a constant internal struggle, unable to make a decision for a long time.
The only way for Deng Chanyu to get theTool Tiger Qiong Chi to speak again is to allow it.
"Mountains and rivers always meet, and what is to come is all within expectation. Do you believe that?" Qiong Chi asked himself and then answered, "I believe it, my child will believe it, and my child's child will believe it. By then, we will surely see blue skies and flowers blooming on every branch."
Nu Wa and Qing Luan: "?????"
What does this mean? The most annoying thing is riddle people!
However, Nu Wa at least understood something. Since they will meet again sooner or later, she didn't need to worry about it at this moment.
Acknowledging that she was no match for the Yin-Yang Ancestor, Nu Wa said a few polite words and left with Qing Luan, bidding farewell.
The Yin-Yang Ancestor's acting skills are terrible. He seems approachable but actually maintains an air of seniority. Does this Dragon Tiger Daoist have such a high lineage? It's just that Nu Wa doesn't want to delve deeply into it, otherwise she would definitely expose him.
The immortal hidden in the shadows never made an appearance from start to finish, which was quite a disappointment. As Nu Wa left, she looked very accurately in the direction where Deng Chanyu was hiding. She had a premonition that they would meet again at some point in the future, and that when the truth was revealed, it would certainly shock her greatly.
Nu Wa left completely and did not play any tricks of coming back. Deng Chanyu wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead and walked out from a fiery space.
Ordinary interlayer spaces cannot deceive Nu Wa. It is only by relying on the scorching flames that one can withstand her gaze.
The Yin-Yang Ancestor is not foolish; he guessed that Deng Chanyu might have some relationship with Nu Wa in the future, but he wisely did not ask any questions. This matter has nothing to do with him. He is dedicated to the great path, and other things are of no great importance.
For the strange-looking Qiong Chi, he only looked at it quickly before going to meditate and practice in the distance.
Success does not come by chance. To stand out among the myriad of innate spirits is no small feat. Without even considering other factors, the Yin-Yang Ancestor's diligent cultivation methods are worth emulating.
Deng Chanyu picked up the stone that was kicked away by Nu Wa, shook her head and sighed. "What can I do with such a teacher?" she thought to herself. "Start over again? I really feel sorry for my spiritual materials. They look like a lot, but in the face of such a super huge project, they are consumed too quickly."
"My Phoenix tail bamboo flowers have 39 left, it's a bit short. What should I do to make up for it? Let me calculate, water nourishes wood, so Colorful Pine Tree can replace it. However, this tree is also left with only 13."
"Does the Tian Jun Sand consume so quickly? I remember there were more than ten thousand jin left. How can it be only this much now? Qiong Chi, did you and the stupid ones steal my spiritual materials? Come clean!"
"The Red Maple wood and the Tianyun soil have been completely used up? This is really a headache."
Deng Chanyu knocked down the wall to patch up the broken one, trying her best to repair the damage using the spiritual materials at hand.
Honghuang is now filled with treasures, but she doesn't want to go out in search of spiritual materials. In this era, the great beings she knows are not many, but there are quite a few. Once she leaves the barren west, unpredictable causes and effects may occur.
The poverty of the Western World is actually a form of protection for her. Why would anyone with a clear head come here to seek opportunity? She has been here for five years and hasn't even seen a ghost, which is a testament to how desolate this place is.
In her spare time, she also held the Kunlun Mirror and studied it, studying what? The time power contained within it.
In the late afternoon, Deng Chanyu had some understanding of the time power and felt extremely happy. Afterward, she felt a headache beyond belief and knew that her essence had been consumed to some extent. She immediately closed her eyes and cultivated to alleviate the fatigue in her essence.
During that time that was like a dream, she heard someone asking her.
"Do you regret it?"
Who is it? The voice seems familiar.
The person continued to ask, "Do you regret it?"
The voice was extremely loud, like thunder. She finally understood who it was, it was Pangu!
She looked left and right, finally lowered her head, and looked at the Kunlun Mirror in her arms: "Great God Pangu, is it you?"
"Yes and no. What is left here is only a trace of my past regret, so I want to ask you, do you regret it?"
Deng Chanyu thought seriously for a while: "In fact, I don't like the Western World at all, but living beings are innocent. I have indeed spent a huge cost, and they will not repay me either. They may not even know about my existence. However, I believe this cost is worth paying, and I also tolerate it."
Pangu laughed heartily, "Reluctantly willing? Haha, what a reluctantly willing! Keep it up and protect Honghuang."
Pangu's voice was very sudden and disappeared suddenly as well.
Deng Chanyu was waiting for the next part, but she was told there wasn't any.
Guarding Honghuang?
Deng Chanyu felt that this situation was a bit like when China's wealthiest man sends his son abroad for studies, saying "Revive the Chinese nation". It's just that there's nothing to say, so she said it hard.
OK!
As long as Deng Chanyu wasn't planning to sell out the interests of Honghuang, then "guarding Honghuang" was an acceptable thing to say.
She was even worried about the Decaying Demon God's relentless pursuit, fearing that Honghuang might sell her out in the end. Fortunately, she was strong enough. Anyone who wanted to sell her would first have to weigh their own head against the Chaos Bell.
Deng Chanyu followed the subconscious premonition, waving the Merit Shovel swiftly to clear away a ruins site.
According to the Yin-Yang Ancestor, this place was originally called Thorny Ridge.
A very ordinary name, there are at least eight places with similar names on the western side of this world alone.
The battlefields are all meticulously selected by Hongjun. He wouldn't drag his friends to a fierce battle against Luo Hu at the Not-Weekly Mountain. The criterion for selection is places where not even birds defecate or chickens lay eggs, desolate wildernesses.
Hongjun knew that the fierce battle between the two sides would cause great damage to Honghuang. However, in order to maintain his own position, he had to make Honghuang's inhabitants suffer a bit more.
As Luo Hu's base of operations, the Xumi Mountain had become a giant crater, and naturally, the Thorny Ridge was also obliterated during the battle.
The wound has become inflamed and infected. To treat it, one must first scrape off the rotting flesh from the body. The destruction caused by the battle between the Taoists and demons is like rotting flesh. Deng Chanyu acts like an excellent surgeon; she must first strengthen the areas that are not too problematic, stabilize the whole situation, so that she won't just casually use her shovel to break a big hole in Honghuang, and then proceed with cleaning up the mess.
A huge mess of various artifact fragments, array remnants, spell remnants, and even Luo Hu's magic energy were cleaned up.
