There is genuine emotion between Zhou and the ugly woman, as well as a component of acting in public.
Zhou himself is clear about his own affairs, he needs to return to the inner part of Mount Zhou, acting as the spirit of the mountain.
He has no right to refuse this, this is his fate.
This ending seems tragic, but in reality, it's just a change in form of life.
Zhou looks human, but he is not human. He is not a witch, not a demon, not a spirit, not a monster.
It is not appropriate to measure him by the values of ordinary creatures.
Mount Bu Zhou spans billions of miles, covering a vast area. In the future, he will wander around the vicinity of this mountain. If Nü Chou comes to settle here, it's far from being a separation that leads to death and parting. Now, crying and wailing might not be without an intention to get more benefits.
If there is no one in the future who would head-on collision with the mountain, theoretically Mount Bu Zhou can coexist with the Primordial Chaos, and the only thing to worry about is Nü Chou. There are many life-extending methods among the sorcerers of the tribe, but they are not immortality, and she will eventually die. That will be the real separation between him and his wife.
Ao Tian paid no attention to the performance of Nu Chou and Zhou. He stared at the remaining half of Mount Bu Zhou as if looking at an enemy.
Glancing at Tai Shang Laojun and Deng Canyu, these two bastards are richer than him. But at this critical moment, they are as tightfisted as if a hair of their money could grow back. Calling him here to be a pushover is the last straw!
Of course, he wouldn't touch his own pocket. After thinking twice, he decided to go back and add more burden to Bǐ Gàn. The previous 'color' wasn't enough thorough, and he thought it could be continued to explore the potential.
Chì jiǎo dà xiān isn't fond of showing his chest and belly? Why not go all the way and you don't wear a Daoist robe either, wasting cloth, wear a vest instead!
Nü Chou is still crying, tears streaming with blood, while Zhou speaks softly to her beside him.
"Master Lao Jun, what do you think?" Deng Canyu and Tai Shang Laojun have a certain understanding. At this time, Tai Shang Laojun only has a trace of his magic power left and needs to maintain contact with Tai Qing Saint. To ask him to accumulate soil into a mountain is truly asking for his life.
Deng Canyu was in charge of the specific work, the old man was responsible for solving people and things, and Ao Tian was under his control. The woman ugly and Zhou in front of him also had to go out to solve it, whether it was buying or threatening, it was the old man's business, and it had nothing to do with Deng Canyu.
"Leave it to the old man."
Laojun was preparing to have a serious talk with them. The original body saved their couple, and they lived in peace in the world of Taichi Tu for over a million years, which is an undeniable fact. Now it's the time to repay the cause and effect. Just as he was about to speak, Deng Canyu reached out and grabbed his sleeve.
He was taken aback, what, is there something else?
"This..." Deng Canyu flipped her wrist and produced the Fan Tian Seal that was under her "custody."
"Master Lao Jun, the Fan Tian Seal will play an important role in the reconstruction of Mount Zhou in the future. However, this magical artifact is currently under my temporary care. If there are any damages during that time, how can I explain it to Jade Clarity Saint and Grand Circuitous Senior Brother?"
The foundation has been laid, and work is being done to accumulate soil. It would take one billion years to complete this massive project, as ordinary soil does not have enough strength. It is crushed by the pressure on Mount Zhou's side, and it needs her to repeatedly refine it. In that case, the time required will be even longer.
Using the original mountain body would be the most suitable, as Mount Bu Zhou is just broken, not shattered.
After the two parts are reconnected, she only needs to be responsible for the part of connecting, strengthening and refining, most of the work that needs to be done during this period is all hers. The total workload will be reduced by at least half.
The elemental patriarch left behind in the Jade Pure Palace a treatise on refining the Fan Tian Seal, as well as the initial concept. With a seven out of ten chance, Deng Canyu is confident in her ability to reforge the Fan Tian Seal.
But she does not want to bear the karmic consequences. With the help of Tai Shang Laojun, she would have no worries in that regard.
Thinking of the second brother of the original body, Tai Shang Laojun is also worried, as that person is not someone who is easy to talk to.
Why did you give me my magical artifact back to refine it? Is that because you don't consider me important? Is that because you're not giving me face?
He could easily picture the disapproving expression of the Primordial Sovereign.
Do you think about the importance of Mount Zhou? The Primordial Sovereign wouldn't care about that, what's Mount Zhou? That half-mountain body was picked up by me on the road! What I picked up, it's mine!
Deng Canyu noticed Tai Shang Laojun's dilemma, but she simply held the Fan Tian Seal and remained silent.
The old man really had no choice but to sigh while nodding: "Alright, then when the Jade Clarity Saint asks, let the original body explain it."
Alright, that's enough with your words.
Deng Canyu doesn't care about who will face the Primordial Sovereign in the future. As long as it's not me.
It's hard to start anything, and this difficulty often manifests in organizing and arranging people.
Properly allocate the abilities of all parties, clarify the interests and responsibilities, let fewer people loaf and more people work, often this step is difficult for countless teams.
Let everyone unite together, pushing towards a common goal, this is the most complex thing in the world.
Tai Shang Laojun is in charge of external affairs, and he has enough prestige to suppress Ao Tian.
Deng Canyu is responsible for internal affairs, and she and Ne Zha alone cannot construct a mountain as tall as an arrow. At this time, third-party teams need to be found.
She left Mount Zhou that day and went to Luoyi.
Now that Han the Second's Dowager Empress Deng Xiu has been in power for nearly twenty years, as Deng Canyu entered the palace, she saw her elder brother busy with the charade of fake death and abdication. It was necessary to fake death; beneath him, the old ministers had all worn out, and there were barely any left from the second and third generations of officials. If Deng Xiu continued to sit on the throne, the secret of his unnatural longevity would be exposed.
Even in the wild, a villager who lives to be over two hundred years old would be nobody's concern. The attention of the people as an earthly king is too great. Even if Deng Canyu were very capable, she couldn't stop people from talking.
Deng Xiu has tasted the flavor of being an emperor. After twenty years on the throne, he has experienced everything. Now it's the right time for him to step down.
They hadn't seen each other for twenty years; the last time was when Deng Jiugong "died." Time had faded the brother-sister bond, but after a few words, seeing Deng Canyu's face as of old, it seemed as if she was still the one riding fast horses and throwing stones at San Mountain Pass. Gradually, they reverted to their familiar familiarity.
Deng Xiu, who rarely encountered old acquaintances, immediately began to complain without telling the officials he had known.
Deng Canyu didn't rush to say her own business either. She listened patiently.
"Some time ago, when I went out of the palace for an inspection, I encountered an old man playing the game of hitting a stone with another stone with several children."
Deng Canyu nodded silently, she knew the game of hitting the square stone, which was just a simple game that involved two conical wooden blocks, one held in hand and the other placed on the ground at a distance of about 30 to 40 steps. The one who hit the other with their held block was considered the winner.
In fact, the original Deng Canyu was famous for hitting the stone well as a child, beating Deng Xiu so much that he couldn't find his way back. That's why she was invited by Deng Jiugong to learn stone throwing techniques from a master.
