Chapter Twenty-Four: Arrival at Mount Not-Quite

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  "How could this be? Is it because my luck is running out?"

  Shen Long's expression was serious and gloomy, muttering to himself, his eyes gazing complexly at the distant great mountain.

  The Primordial Era is relatively long, and the two stars of Taiyang and Taiyin will not fall. Therefore, when the star of Taiyang and the star of Taiyin rotate in the sky for one circle, it is considered as one day. The other stars move slightly with them. After 365 days, all the stars return to their original positions, marking the beginning of a new year.

  While the cultivation of truth does not record years, each time a cultivator closes up they must use a very long period of time. Therefore, it forms even larger units: yuan hui, one hui is equal to 10,800 years, one yuan is equal to twelve hui, totaling 129,600 years. One yuan hui, refers to one yuan's number of one hui, or one hui's number of one yuan.

  The calculation of time is troublesome, the primordial spirits are all cultivating the Tao, and their sense of time is very poor. To know the time, they look at the stars in the sky, count on their fingers, and can roughly understand the time, there is no need to crave accuracy.

  And our pig's feet, after a difference of almost one yuan, finally saw the Buzhou Mountain, and just now sighed that the luck was weak, which is the reason:

  "Why? Just as I started lecturing, I met Kun'er, Xiao Hu Li, Luo Fei and two moon goddesses, but why have I walked to the Buzhou Mountain without seeing a single woman with a special physique?"

  Shen Long had been searching all the way, gazing through the clouds in the sky, gazing through the autumn water on the river, and gazing at the road ahead on land, but he still hadn't found the legendary physique that could possess the Nine Tripods.

  "Alas, fortune is not on my side, what can I do? Sigh! Husband! Husband! Woe is me! Ah! Ah!

  Shen Long sighed and lamented in the clouds, but his emotions didn't seem to have fallen at all. It was clear that he was just reciting poetry for no reason."

  "However, it has finally arrived, Buzhou Mountain, Buzhou Mountain. I've finally seen the long-awaited Buzhou Mountain." Shen Long's eyes lit up, shining with stars as he gazed at the towering Buzhou Mountain, muttering to himself, "I heard that Buzhou Mountain is filled with treasures, I wonder if we can dig up some pre-heavenly spiritual treasures, and also mine veins, spiritual medicine, rare treasures..."

  "Moreover, when I reach Mount Buzhou, I will preach the Great Way one last time, and then I can be liberated. At that time, the sky will be high and the dragon will fly freely, the sea will be wide and the dragon will swim at will."

  In short, coming to Mount Buzhou has many benefits. First of all, Shen Long's heart was completely liberated. Firstly, his grand wish had been fulfilled, and secondly, he had fulfilled his own wish to visit Mount Buzhou. Moreover, Shen Long believed that soon after, he would definitely be able to advance to the late stage of Quasi-Sainthood, even if it meant reaching the peak, it was not impossible.

  "Mount Buzhou, I have arrived——"

  Shen Long let out a loud shout, riding on the clouds, and exerted his full magical power as he charged towards Mount Buzhou. In the sky, it seemed like a bright shooting star had streaked across.

  "Hmmmmmmmm"

  Suddenly, Shen Long felt that the aura around him was shaking, and he thought someone was attacking him. He immediately took action, but it was too late.

  "Hmmmmmmmm"

  Shen Long only felt that he had run into a hard rock, a feeling he hadn't experienced since his rebirth, reminding him of the pain of hitting a wall in his previous life.

  "Ah———"

  But what's even worse, after Shen Long was hit, his body gradually stopped listening to him, and his magical powers seemed to be sealed away. He fell directly from the sky, and Shen Long let out a miserable cry of surprise.

  "Hummmmmmmmm"

  The dragon fell to the ground, creating a large crater, with its face down and paralyzed. Meanwhile, in the sky, a cloud of dust rose up, gradually growing larger and forming a mushroom-shaped cloud.

  "Haha, another fool has been punished by Bu Zhou Mountain, look over there." The monks who noticed the scene caused by Shen Long burst out laughing and pointed at Shen Long.

  "Haha, yeah, we haven't seen a scene like this around Mount Zhou for a long time. This must be an outsider." The other cultivator next to him was smiling lewdly, as if Shen Long's fall was the most delightful thing.

  "You fool! Haven't you seen that Mount Tianzhu is a billion miles around, and not one of them can fly in the sky?" A monk looked at him, snorted coldly, and sneered.

  "Hum, you're no better either, haven't you ever fallen from the sky?"

  "What did you say? Want to fight?"

  I'm scared of you!!!!!

  "Alright alright, today we saw this scene, once in a lifetime, for that fool, we should celebrate, let's not quarrel, let's drink, haha." The group of people burst into loud laughter.

  Shen Long, still lying in the big pit on the ground, didn't know that his actions had already become a topic of conversation for the creatures around Mount Buzhou after dinner. To think that the memory of the gods was so fresh, and they wouldn't laugh for a while yet. Probably, it would be enough until the next fool came out.

  "Ah ya pu, pu pu pu." From the big pit he had dug himself into, Shen Long crawled out and spat out the mud in his mouth. However, his current appearance was not suitable for scaring people.

  "The boat capsized in a hidden ditch, I didn't expect that there would still be restrictions around Mount Zhou." Shen Long said gloomily.

  "In the sky, I couldn't fly and couldn't use magic either. It seems like walking is the only option, but that's okay. Always flying in the sky made me miss so many scenic views along the way. This time, I can take a good look around and collect some heavenly treasures."

  Wash yourself, tidy up your clothes, Shen Long was still wearing a hundred-pleated shirt, holding the purple gold ruyi in both hands, looking at the nearby Mount Buzhou, and walking towards that direction on foot.

  However, as Shen Long walked, he discovered a problem. The further he went in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, the greater the pressure he felt on his body. Moreover, Shen Long felt that where he was now, without a defensive innate spiritual treasure, cultivators below the Taiyi realm couldn't resist at all.

  "What's going on? Is this a restriction for monks to go up the mountain?" Shen Long asked in doubt.

  Continue walking forward, Shen Long walked for a thousand years, but it seemed that the Buzhou Mountain was still as far away from himself. However, the pressure on his body and the cultivation of Taiyi True Immortal had already been very exhausting.

  "It's really restricted for cultivators to climb the mountain, I don't know if my cultivation as a quasi-sage can take me to the top. However, this big mountain is giving people a huge visual illusion, it's so far away, when will we be able to reach it?"

  Another thousand years have passed, and Shen Long can finally feel the approach of Buzhou Mountain, but the pressure around him can suppress even the strongest masters of Taiyi Xuanxian.

  Two thousand years have passed, and yet it's still close, Shen Long felt that if he didn't have the Xiantian treasure protecting his body, anyone below the Great Luo wouldn't be able to enter, otherwise they would be crushed into powder.

  Another three thousand years have passed, and the pressure can crush even a Mahayana True Immortal. Another four thousand years have passed, and the immense pressure can shatter even a Mahayana Mystic Immortal. Shen Long also gradually felt that he was not far from Mount Zhou.

  Another three thousand years, Shen Long walked to the foot of the mountain. The pressure here was even greater, and Da Luo Jinxian could only barely withstand it. If he went any further, he would also be hard-pressed to escape a fatal calamity. Shen Long felt that his body was not moving freely here.

  "It's taken us more than ten thousand years to reach the foot of the mountain, and it's no wonder that Zhoushan is considered the ancestral mountain of the Primordial Chaos - it's truly powerful." Shen Long gazed up at the massive mountain in awe.

  "With such a huge pressure at the foot of the mountain, what will it be like to climb to the top?" Shen Long looked at this Mount Buzhou, only to see that Mount Buzhou was piercing through the clouds and couldn't even see its peak. It seemed to support the sky, reminding Shen Long of the scene where Pangu held up the sky."

  "Pangu the Great God stands between heaven and earth, with just one vertebra, he has immense power. How strong is Pangu himself?" Looking at it from afar, it seems to be looking at Pangu.

  "The greater the pressure, the greater the progress. In these years, my cultivation has been stuck at the mid-accurate saint stage. To break through, I still lack a vital energy. Just right, I can use this pressure to break through." Shen Long's body emitted a strong fighting spirit as he took a step forward.

  "Of course, by the way, dig up some treasure."

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