Golden and Silver Horns had no questions at all about the command of Grandmaster Daoist, telling him in detail everything they encountered after entering the Taiji Diagram world. Worrying that they might have omitted something, they supplemented each other's account. After confirming that there were no omissions, they nodded to the Old Master Daoist to indicate that they had finished speaking.
Deng Chanyu paid no attention to the Nǚchǒu, even though the Nǚchǒu was maimed and close to death due to being burned by the Shíjīn Wū. Now, all the Shíjīn Wū were under the protection of Fenghuang, and this was not a major issue. With her current capabilities, she could settle this grudge by paying some price.
Apart from Lǔyā, the Ten Golden Suns have all died once before. With their bodies destroyed and debts settled, even the greatest grievances cannot transcend death.
The Ten Golden Suns have already paid the price for their actions.
The mention of "Zhou" by Golden Horn and Silver Horn surprised her to the utmost, it was a variable she had not anticipated beforehand.
Today, all the changes in the Ba Jing Palace are within her control, but this "Zhou" is definitely an unexpected factor.
She looked at the Old Lord Daoist and asked, "Has this 'Zhou' been hidden in the Taiji Diagram world for so many years?"
The Old Lord replied vaguely: "Probably."
If he were to openly admit that it was the essence hiding itself, that would be impossible. He could only play dumb, after all; with his white hair and beard, he could claim to be senile, and no one could really fault him for that.
Deng Chanyu shook her head and laughed lightly, whether you hide it or not is none of my concern. As long as I know what's going on, that's all that matters to me.
She was about to say a few polite words and then leave, but just as she was about to leave, she saw streams of radiant light falling from the sky. Golden lotus flowers scattered across the heavens and earth, and an ethereal and mysterious qi rose up.
A simple yet ancient and old voice echoed beside her ear, "Come."
She looked at the Old Lord Daoist and saw a slight change in his expression. Clearly, he was also summoned by the Grandmaster Hongjun.
Both their expressions were somewhat unnatural. One was annoyed and worried that the old one would assign more tasks again, I have several divorce cases in my hand, very busy! The other was afraid of punishment.
The journey to thePurple Heaven Palace is somewhat distant. The Old Master Daoist's power is severely insufficient. It was okay from the Dousi Palace to the Ba Jing Palace, but it wouldn't do for the Purple Heaven Palace; he could only send Golden Horn to fetch his mount, the Qingniu (Green Cow).
Deng Chanyu was not to be outdone. In the Old Lord Daoist's strange gaze, she summoned the Five-colored Sacred Bull and the two rode it away from the Wasteland to the Purple Heaven Palace.
Within the Purple Heaven Palace.
Hongjun still looked the same, with a lean and ascetic appearance, unsmiling and unperturbed.
Before, the meditation benches of the Six Holy Ones had been gradually taken away by the sages to be used by their disciples. These benches themselves had no special powers, but were sacred because they had absorbed the spiritual essence emitted by the Six Holy Ones during their enlightenment. Now, the room was empty except for Hongjun's high platform and nothing else.
The Old Lord Daoist stood where the original Ta Qing Saint's meditation bench was, which was the first position on the left. Deng Chanyu glanced at Hongjun without receiving any hints and also stood in front of the meditation bench of ZhunTi, which was the first position on the right.
After they had finished their bows, Hongjun gave a direct order: "The time has come for the Mount Bu Zhou to be reborn. You two are responsible for this task, to once again set up the pillar of heaven to support the Primordial Wilderness."
Hongjun's eyes, with their ancient well-spring gaze, swept over the two of them. The two of them quickly nodded, "No problem! We'll start working right away upon our return!"
The Grandmaster lightly nodded his head, signaling that the two of them could leave.
After leaving the Purple Heaven Palace, on their way back to the Primordial Wilderness, both of them were extremely silent.
The Green Cow looked at Deng Chanyu's Five-colored Sacred Bull and seemed to ask, "What happened? Why are you all silent?"
Deng Chanyu nodded, acknowledging the warning. In response, she adjusted her expression and continued her dialogue with the Silver Horn.
Returning to the Ba Jing Palace, Deng Chanyu looked worried and disheartened, her expression resembling that of Jieyin, who always seemed to be in a gloomy mood. "I've only heard of Yu Gong moving the mountain, but I never thought I would one day have to accumulate earth to form a mountain. How should this matter be handled? I would like the Old Master to provide a plan."
As the first disciple of the Taoist school, the Old Lord couldn't decline. He pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Niece, go prepare at the remains of Mount Wu. I will go find Heavenly Emperor. This task is too great for us two alone, so let's bring some disciples to help us."
"Alright."
Deng Chanyu stepped forward and arrived at the site of the former Mount Bu Zhou.
"Zhou" means comprehensive and perfect, while "Buzhou" means incomplete and imperfect.
In the past, when Gongshuang broke off Mount Bu Zhou, this water ancestor was quite selfish. Mount Bu Zhou originally had flaws. When he crashed into it, this caused the heavenly pillar to break and the earth to collapse, causing chaos among the living beings in the Primordial Wilderness.
Mount Bu Zhou was located in the northwest of the Primordial Wilderness. After the mountain collapsed, even if Nuwa used the four legs of the divine tortoise to serve as a pillar of heaven, the damage had already been done. This led to "the east being higher than the west, with the sun and moon rising from the east and setting in the west."
Deng Chanyu was conducting a field investigation. Although Mount Bu Zhou was already somewhat incomplete, no matter how much she repaired it, it would never surpass the original. However, if this mountain range was slightly adjusted, it could connect with the Western World, which she had repaired previously, strengthening the Western World and distributing some of the Buddhist merits to strengthen its part as an axle. This would make it less imperfect.
Mount Bu Zhou occupied an area of ten thousand million miles, but Deng Chanyu had walked less than one percent of the distance when Old Lord Daoist, accompanied by Heavenly Emperor Wei Tian, Golden Horn, Silver Horn, and a man who was said to be named Zhou, arrived at the foot of the mountain. Also following them was the Shamanic priestess named Nǚchǒu, riding on a lizard.
Heavenly Emperor looked extremely unwilling. The celestial court was so poor they were eating soil, and now they had to rebuild Mount Bu Zhou? Was it necessary?
However, this was a command from Hongjun, and neither the Old Lord nor Deng Chanyu dared to object. Heavenly Emperor Wei Tian was even more unwilling, but they had no choice but to follow orders.
If the public funds of the Celestial Court are not enough, then they should be moved from the internal treasury. If one's own savings are insufficient, they can borrow, and if borrowing is not possible, they can commit robbery. The will of Hongjun cannot be defied.
Heavenly Emperor remained silent. The Old Lord had called him here precisely to extract money, so he said nothing more.
Deng Chanyu looked at the man who was said to be named Zhou.
There is no doubt about it. He is indeed Mount Bu Zhou.
Mount Bu Zhou was broken by Gonggong, and it lost its essence, but it also gained freedom.
The Original Sage Daoist took the broken mountain body back and refined it into the Fanchi Yan Yin, while the Tai Qing Saint took Zhou and has been hiding it until today.
The Original Sage Daoist's actions cannot be considered as buying the pearl and returning the box. He might have also been able to see the existence of Zhou, but he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble. Adopting the attitude of "take what you can get", he took away a part of the mountain body.
It can't be said that one is more clever than the other.
The cultivation of Golden Horn and Silver Horn is too poor. Even though the thick Taoist energy of Mount Bu Zhou, which belonged to Pangu, had been dispersed nine-tenths, Deng Chanyu, the Old Lord, and Heavenly Emperor were still like nothing was happening here. They couldn't bear the heavy pressure and were gritting their teeth to keep from collapsing.
In fact, at this moment, no one was paying any attention to them. The gaze of the several elders was all on Zhou and Nǚchǒu.
Both Zhou and Nǚchǒu are survivors of a great disaster. They had married early on, and now, as they thought about having to separate from each other, there was an indescribable melancholy in their expressions.
