Chapter Thirty-Five: Under the Gourd Vine of Mount Bu Zhou

  But Zhuang Xiong heard that Laozi was going to Buzhou Mountain for sightseeing, and couldn't help but smile: "If we don't greet him, he will certainly blame us. Now there's only welcoming left. Since the three of you are also going to Buzhou Mountain, why not go together?"

  Fuxi also smiled and said, "In those years, the three of us toured Mount Buzhou for thousands of years, so we are quite familiar with Mount Buzhou. We can be your guide, and you three can come with us to our Daoist temple to rest first."

  Laozi smiled and said: "I was just about to have tea with a few fellow Taoists and discuss the Way, but this has disturbed us."

  A few guests exchanged a few words, and they set off with their clouds, not in a hurry. Each of them had a protective treasure on top of their heads as they journeyed into the chaos. The Three Pure Ones naturally shared a single Xuan Huang Linglong Pagoda, which was sufficient for them. Zhuang Xiong, however, wore the Qian Kun Ding, Nüwa wore the Zaohua Ding, and Fuxi wore a turtle shell on his head, causing Zhuang Xiong to burst out laughing.

  That woman was originally quietly following behind the crowd, watching people talk, but suddenly remembered something, and went forward to pull Zhuang Xiong: "Dumb brother, I wanted to tell you something before the lecture that year, but it was always messed up by you. The way you treated Kun Peng before the lecture that year was not right, I didn't like your attitude."

  Zhuang Xiong looked down and saw that they were still in the midst of chaos, and couldn't help but laugh: "This place is indeed chaotic, with no one else around, so I'll speak directly to you. Although I can be a bit overbearing at times, am I really such an unreasonable person? To be honest, those few seats are crucial, and I still can't talk about it now, but when the time comes, you'll understand. Moreover, even if I didn't compete for that seat, it wouldn't have gone to him anyway. Did you see how he acted after being nominated? Even if I didn't compete for that seat, I would still be affected by his nomination. It's better to benefit me than to benefit him."

  Laozi also thought to himself, "I saw the movements of Zhunti's fight, and I had some doubts in my heart. Could it be that Zhunti also knows something? Daoist friends must know clearly, why not say it and listen?"

  Zhuang Xiong smiled and said: "Can't say, can't say, but that accurate mention also doesn't see what's true, maybe there's some feeling."

  Nüwa said with a sigh, "Speaking of Zhuanti makes me angry. At first, he seemed to be sincere in seeking the Tao, and his words were pitiful. I even wanted to give him a seat, but who knew he was such a person? Fortunately, Dumb Brother interrupted me at that time, otherwise I would have suffered a loss for nothing."

  Three Purities and Fu Xi thought of Zhu Ti, all shook their heads in silence. Silently continuing on the road.

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  Mount Buzhou remains unchanged, but the small courtyard of the three has changed. Nüwa and Fuxi may have seen the Taoist temple of the Three Pure Ones, which is simple but spacious and elegant, and they were moved to expand and renovate their own small courtyard after returning home. Fuxi set up countless arrays with different functions, it's unknown whether he just wanted a place to practice or really needed so many arrays. The Taoist temple was arranged by Nüwa, with Fuxi's sister Kong and Zhuang Xiong's favor towards Nüwa, at this time no one had any objections, the result was that the temple was renovated into a beautiful landscape with flowers, grass, and trees, several stone houses were also decorated in an elegant style. Nüwa built a small lake, planted some lotus flowers, raised a few fish, and built a clear and fragrant bamboo pavilion by the lake, which made the entire Taoist temple look beautiful, but it's inevitable that there is a bit of feminine charm.

  At this time, several people were drinking tea and chatting on the bamboo building. Several people had discussed Taoism before, and they also knew each other's Taoist methods. After arriving at Mount Buzhou, they discussed Taoism a few times, but later most of the time was spent touring mountains and rivers, drinking tea and chatting. Only when someone suddenly had some new and strange ideas would they discuss them again.

  On this day, several people once again brought up Zhuang Xiong's purple wings, teasing him for forcing himself to create a pair of wings in order to increase his speed, but they didn't have much use. Zhuang Xiong was arguing: "Who says they're useless? At the very least, they can enhance my Thunderbolt Spell, and also, even without transforming, I can fly quickly now. Moreover, I can just use my physical body to fly, saving the wasted spiritual energy during flight."

  Fuxi smiled and said, "The bit of spiritual power consumed during flight can be replenished at any time. I'm afraid it's being used up faster than it can be replenished."

  Zhuang Xiong wanted to argue, but saw Laozi's mind move, he snapped his fingers and calculated, smiling: "It turns out that the treasure has been born, and it should be related to us."

  Zhuang Xiong was taken aback for a moment, and it wasn't until half a day later that he reacted, guessing it was either a gourd or a banana fan. He thought to himself, "It's good to go see." So he smiled and said: "If it's a treasure that has fate with you, why don't you quickly take it? If heaven gives it to you but you don't take it, you'll be blamed for it. I'm also feeling bored waiting here, let's go together and take a look. By the way, from what you said, is it something you've seen before? Do you know what it is?"

  "In the past, before the great war of the three tribes, my two brothers and I came to Mount Bu Zhou to worship our ancestors and took a stroll around the mountain. On the southeastern slope, we found a calabaza vine with seven flowers on it, which would eventually produce seven calabazas. At that time, they were not yet ripe, so we used an array to protect them. Today, the treasure has matured, triggering the array and alerting me to its presence. It is destined to be obtained by seven people, and I happen to be one of them, with whom I have a predestined connection. So, I took one as a calabaza for storing elixirs."

  Zhuang Xiong turned his head to take a look, and found that Fu Xi and Nü Wa had also followed up, so he felt at ease. He continued to ask Lao Zi: "You came so early back then, but only discovered a calabaza vine? Didn't you find anything else good?"

  Tongtian called out from beside him: "There are still some magical treasures, but they've all been taken away. What's the use of having more magical treasures anyway? Are you interested?"

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but laugh and said: "What interest do I have in that thing? I'm asking about the Ling Gen, has it been hidden away by you brothers?"

  The old man rolled his eyes and cursed inwardly, "Foodie!" He said, "However, I did find a banana plant nearby, but it's not ripe yet. Sorry to disappoint you, Brother Xiong."

  Nüwa listened from behind and felt embarrassed for Zhuang Xiong, so she quickly went forward and pulled him back. Zhuang Xiong seemed to be unaware of the situation and turned to chat and laugh with Nüwa instead.

  After a short while, they arrived at the location with just a few steps. However, they coincidentally ran into Hongyun, who was also rushing to the scene. As soon as Hongyun saw Zhuang Xiong, he couldn't help but shiver for a moment and dryly laughed: "Ah, I had a feeling that there would be treasure appearing here, and since it's related to me, I came over to take a look." Zhuang Xiong coldly ignored him, while San Qing also indifferently nodded in greeting before turning away.

  The scene was a bit awkward for a moment, but just as Fuxi was about to break the silence, he suddenly heard a loud noise. Several people's expressions changed, and they rushed over to see that Donghuang Taiyi had smashed an array with the Hunyuan Bell, revealing what was behind it. On a simple frame, a gourd vine was climbing, with seven small gourds already formed, in the colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, emitting a mesmerizing glow. They were all top-grade Xiantian Lingbao. Emperor Jun Taiyi also couldn't help but stare at this sight.

  Zhuang Xiong blinked his eyes and whispered to Lao Zi: "This formation that was broken, isn't it yours?"

  The old man snorted and said, "At that time, our cultivation was still shallow, and we weren't very good at array techniques either." He secretly made up his mind to practice array techniques diligently when he returned. The old man didn't bother with Zhuang Xiong anymore, and coldly opened his mouth to say, "Even if the Ta Yi Dao friend thinks my array technique is simple, shouldn't you have notified me, the master, before destroying it?"

  Di Jun saw that there was a frame inside supporting it, and there were obvious signs of deliberation. Looking at the several people who came so timely, he couldn't help but secretly call out "not good". Just as he was about to speak, Tai Yi had already become impatient, shouting: "Who knows that's your broken array method? It's not solid at all, it would shatter with just a casual strike. We sensed the treasure inside has fate with me, yet you haven't even been accused of setting up an array to block us. You're the first to accuse others of being evil?"

  The old man was so angry that his beard stood on end, and the eyes of the two men became even colder. The flat axe appeared silently in his hand. At the same time, Qingyun's three flowers burst out, and with a casual wave of the Jade Void Apricot Yellow Flag, he set up a layer of defense. But Tongtian's reaction was even more intense, before Qingyun could even react, without defending himself, he drew his sword and chopped at Ta Yi.

  Zhuang Xiong saw Taiyi's appearance and couldn't help but think of the great calamity that would befall the human race in the future. The image of the slaughter sword appeared in his mind, with countless corpses filling the sky, blood flowing like rivers, resentment soaring to the heavens, and vengeful spirits covering the earth. His eyes revealed a killing intent, after all, although he was currently in the form of a bear, he was still human at heart and couldn't remain unmoved by the great calamity that would befall the human race. Seeing Taiyi's conflict with Sanqing, Zhuang Xiong had the idea to take advantage of the situation and get rid of them.

  Fuxi Nuwa saw the killing intent in Zhuang Xiong's eyes and couldn't help but change her expression. Fuxi sighed and shook his head, while Nuwa revealed a worried look.

  But then Emperor Jun saw Tongtian and was furious, swinging his sword to strike. He hastily pushed away Taiyi who was about to intervene, and in front of him two books suddenly appeared out of thin air - the Heavenly River Map and the Luo Book, which were Emperor Jun's innate treasures. Emperor Jun used the River Map and the Luo Book to set up a defense, blocking Tongtian's sword, and laughed loudly: "I apologize to all of you, but we were too impulsive and didn't know that this object already had an owner, destroying the formation. I offer my apologies."

  Taiyi was pushed away by Emperor Jun, but immediately rushed up again, shouting: "Big brother, what are you afraid of? It's just breaking an array, what's the big deal? Even if we kill a few of them, who can tolerate me?"

  Di Jun hastily stopped him, fiercely staring at him, and transmitted a message: "Tai Yi, don't be impulsive. These few people are not easy to kill. I think they were the ones sitting in the front row earlier. You also saw how that fierce bear made his move back then, and he even exchanged greetings with them. They didn't seem to mind sitting in the front, which shows that these people aren't so easily provoked. Moreover, there are three brothers among them, while we only have two. And for those big things we need to do, wouldn't it be much smoother if we had their help? Therefore, no matter what, let's not be impulsive today and leave everything to me to resolve. Just give your brother some face."

  Taiyi's expression changed slightly, and he raised his head to take a closer look at the original Sanhua. He had not taken a good look earlier due to his impulsive behavior. Now that he saw it clearly, his eyes involuntarily narrowed, and even someone as proud as him couldn't help but admit that if he didn't have the Hunyuan Bell, he wouldn't be a match for the original Sanhua. Even with the Hunyuan Bell, it would be a 50-50 chance. However, Taiyi still hadn't fully refined the Hunyuan Bell and grasped its full functions, or else he wouldn't fear anyone. After thinking for a moment, Taiyi also nodded at Emperor Jun.

  Tongtian's sword didn't break through the defensive barrier of the River Chart and Luo Book, but instead, Laozi called him back with a frown. The two of them were discussing something in cold blood. In fact, Tongtian didn't know that his sword had also shaken Emperor Jun to his core, but he didn't show it, which led to a misunderstanding about Tongtian.

  Zhuang Xiong was already holding the Qiankun Sword in his hand, with a fierce expression and killing intent filling his eyes. His feet were slowly transforming into a subtle bow stance, as if he couldn't wait to rush up and kill the villain. Nüwa was shocked and quickly stepped forward to grab Zhuang Xiong's hand.

  Zhuang Xiong seemed to be unaware of it, only giving Nüwa an icy glance before continuing to stare at Emperor Jun with a cold gaze that made Nüwa let out a cold hum.

  Di Jun's hair stood on end as he sensed the killing intent in Zhuang Xiong's eyes, but at this moment, Zhuang Xiong was in his human form, which was vastly different from his bear-like appearance in the Purple Mist Palace. As a result, Di Jun did not recognize him and wondered why this person would have such great animosity towards him. However, he knew that he should prioritize resolving the matter with the Three Pure Ones first and avoid stirring up more trouble. Otherwise, he would have to eliminate anyone who harbored such hatred towards his brothers from the very beginning. Di Jun thought through the order of events and smiled at Lao Zi as he clasped his hands together: "We are all part of the demon tribe and should get along well, help each other, and love one another. How could we let a small treasure like this come between us and hurt our feelings? If it's not suitable for my brothers, then let's just forget about this treasure? I'll even send a gift to make up for the loss of the array on another day. What do you all think?"

  The old man still looked at the two of them with a cold eye, Tongtian stared at Hetu Luoshu with an evil and fierce gaze, as if searching for weaknesses in it. The original cold hummed and said: "Who is the same as you in the demon clan? My brother is transformed from Pangu Yuan Shen, Pangu Orthodox, in fact, you are covered with hair and horns, born of salted eggs, can be compared to?"

  The original words were indeed too much, not only did Emperor Jun Taiyi look embarrassed, but even Nüwa and Fuxi couldn't help but frown, clearly displeased with what they heard. As a result, the atmosphere became awkward once again.

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't hold back any longer, just like having someone standing in front of you who is plotting to murder your parents, how long can you tolerate it? Originally, Zhuang Xiong thought he was just an otaku with no relation to such major ethnic issues, but when the situation presented itself and he had the ability to solve it, he realized he was also a angry youth after all. Zhuang Xiong had already taken his stance, and with a slight exertion of force from his feet, he was about to rush out and beat Emperor Jun to death.

  Nüwa let out a sudden cry of surprise, just as she was about to rush forward and grab Zhuang Xiong. But suddenly, a strange spiritual energy fluctuation spread through the air, causing the entire space to seem frozen in place. The spiritual energy seemed to coalesce into invisible chains that bound Zhuang Xiong firmly in his charging posture, rendering him immobile.

  Zhuang Xiong's eyes flashed with a cold light, and in an instant he calmed down, knowing that Hong Jun had arrived. He didn't want to die unjustly like this, so he could only be honest for now.