Chapter 35: The Nine-Colored Divine Cow's Path

  The way of Jiǔ Cǎi Shén Niú, seeking recommendations and collections

  Shen Long was transported to a mysterious space, even Wu Tian thought it was a place where he would surely die.

  No one cares, no one knows, of course, except for that old pervert Hong Jun who holds the jade tablet.

  Hong Jun looked at Wu Tian trapping Shen Long, and then transmitted Shen Long to a mysterious space. However, he just quietly watched, without any emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

  After Shen Long was sent away, Hong Jun let out a sigh and looked up at the sky with complex eyes, saying faintly:

  "Should I save him after all? Is he my lucky star or my doom?"

  Hongjun's thoughts were entangled, and his two hands burst forth with lotus flowers. A stream of Taoist rhymes flowed from his hands, like silk threads flowing from his hands, connecting the mysterious void to the great Tao. The surrounding Tao of the cave mansion manifested, and the cave mansion shook.

  With a "pop", the silk thread in Hongjun's hand broke, and the cave returned to calmness. Hongjun let out another sigh and said:

  "Still doesn't work? Every time it's his turn, it's always vague, how can he have three thousand great paths, is there also a creation jade slip? Or is it just because he's a variable."

  "Is it a variable? Ah, well, let's help out anyway. Tie up a good relationship."

  After finishing speaking, Hong Jun Lao Dao stretched out his index finger and pointed at the void. The cave mansion of Hong Jun was quiet and still, as if nothing had happened. However, in that mysterious space, a faint crack appeared.

  "All I can help with is this much, the rest depends on your luck to seize this thread of life." Hong Jun said, closing his eyes again, and his spirit wandered afar.

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  Shen Long's former mount, namely the nine-colored divine cow.

  At that time, Shen Long received a message from Tian Long, asking him to hurry back to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth. In order to rush on the road, Shen Long released the nine-colored divine cow, gave it some benefits before leaving, and finally gave it a tripod to see if it could collide with opportunities.

  As time went by, Shen Long almost forgot about the nine-colored divine cow, but the divine cow still remembered its former master.

  Shen Long made a great vow to preach the Tao for the creatures of Honghuang, and it all started with the surrender of the nine-colored divine cow. The nine-colored divine cow had followed Shen Long on such a long journey, so it naturally knew where Shen Long's destination was.

  So, after Shen Long abandoned the Nine-Colored Divine Cow, the divine cow followed the inherited memories and the information it heard from Shen Long's mouth, and set off towards Mount Buzhou, starting its journey of return.

  She hopes to meet Shen Long again, hopes that Shen Long can take her in again, return to Shen Long's side, and accompany Shen Long. For this goal, she traverses mountains and rivers, chasing towards Mount Buzhou.

  With the cultivation of the Nine-Colored Divine Cow, its speed was naturally not comparable to Shen Long's. Moreover, Shen Long had taken advantage of a gap in the Heavenly Dao, directly allowing his clone to speak the Dao, so the two of them had never met on the road.

  However, the nine-colored divine cow has great perseverance and can also be called the ancestral bull's temperament. It firmly believes that it can find its master, trek mountains and rivers, go through hardships and dangers, and finally arrive at Mount Buzhou.

  At this time, Shen Long was on Mount Buzhou, undergoing his own climbing process, so he hadn't spoken yet. The Nine-Colored Divine Cow, being the Ancestral Cow of the Primordial Chaos, a naturally extraordinary species, heard that its master hadn't started speaking yet, and relying on its own early-stage Mahayana Golden Immortal cultivation, it led a large cauldron into the foot of Mount Buzhou.

  With the persistence of Jiucai Shen Niu, it resisted the pressure imposed by Buzhou Mountain on itself. It quietly lay at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the majestic Buzhou Mountain, waiting for its master's arrival. It firmly believed that its master would come.

  Under tremendous pressure, the eyes of the nine-colored divine cow flowed with thick thoughts.

  Time is like water, years are fleeting, the nine-colored divine cow is still here. Due to the immense pressure at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and there's nothing good to see on top of Buzhou Mountain, those with low cultivation can't get in, while those with high cultivation don't go in, no one notices the nine-colored divine cow sleeping at the foot of the mountain.

  Due to pressure, plus being at the foot of Buzhoushan, where the yuanqi is abundant, the Nine-Colored Divine Cow resisted the pressure while its cultivation gradually increased.

  Following Shen Long, it often heard the Great Dao's true words. As the Primordial Cow of the Desolate Expanse, its footwork was extraordinary. With the addition of its cultivation along the way, when it arrived at Mount Buzhou, it had already cultivated to the early stage of the Mahāyāna Golden Immortal. Under pressure, the divine cow's cultivation continued to rise until it reached the middle stage of the Mahāyāna Golden Immortal. However, due to unknown reasons, it still did not transform into a human form.

  The passage of time may dispel her conviction, but the intense longing makes her mind dazed, gazing at the towering mountains, imagining her master.

  The mountain in front of me disappeared, and suddenly it turned into its master, that is, the shape of Dong Wang Gong, wearing a hundred-pleated robe, holding a purple gold ruyi in both hands, with a faint smile, slowly walking towards him.

  "Mooooo~~~~~~" The nine-colored divine cow let out an excited cry and charged towards Shen Long, but when the divine cow rushed over, Dong Wang Gong's figure had disappeared.

  "Mooooo~~~ Mooooo~~~~ Mooooo~~~~" The nine-colored divine cow was anxiously calling out and looking around, but the East King had disappeared and returned to the foot of Mount Buzhou. The divine cow remained lying there.

  The nine-colored divine cow looked up at the sky and let out a loud bellow, continuing to stare at the great mountain, hoping to still see its master. And indeed, the great mountain transformed again, taking on the appearance of its master, with itself by its side.

  "You mean I'm supposed to be his mount?"

  "Mooooo~~~~~~"

  "It's really strange, other people's mounts are all tame and obedient, but yours just ran over here on its own."

  "Mooooo~~~~~~"

  "Huh, you're still the ancestor of cows, the primordial cow ancestor. How come your cultivation is only this little?"

  "Mooooo~~~~~~"

  "Alright, alright, anyway you said it, I don't understand either, ask me again when you've transformed."

  In the scene, it was the first meeting between Jiucai Shen Niu and Shen Long. After the scene passed, everything returned to calmness. Jiucai Shen Niu still lay there, but its eyes were no longer clear, and began to be confused.

  Once again, Mount Buzhou transformed into the Eastern King Gong, who sat on the mountain peak to preach. The nine-colored divine cow lay beside him, pretending to sleep, occasionally glancing at the creatures below listening to his sermon.

  Seeing this, Shen Niu's mouth corners revealed a smile, but immediately turned back into a stern expression.

  The dazed nine-colored divine cow once again entered that scene, Mount Buzhou transformed into the Eastern King Gong, this time it was a scene of separation from the master.

  "Little calf, something has come up and I need to leave, let's part ways."

  "Mooooo~~~~~~" The nine-colored divine cow bit down on Dong Wang Gong's robe.

  "Alright, I have an urgent matter to attend to and must leave. Your speed is too slow and can't keep up. There are various pills and medicines here, take them as a token of our encounter."

  "Mooooo~~~~~~"

  "Oh, right, you take this and it will automatically protect you from danger. However, if you meet someone with a good destiny, give it to her." The Eastern King took out a cauldron, wrapped it in his magical power, and threw it into the divine cow's body. Then, he vanished in an instant.

  "Mooooo~~~~~~" The divine cow let out a sorrowful bellow.

  Each time, Jiǔ Cǎi Shén Niú will take Bù Zhōu Shān as the Eastern King, and then some scenes appear. These pictures are sometimes true, sometimes false.

  This is fantasy, this is memory, this is a picture woven from fantasy and memory.

  Jiucai Shen Niu just stared at Buzhou Mountain, his eyes always in a daze, his body's energy floating and unstable, with the danger of collapse looming at any moment.

  Time flies like an arrow, Shen Long has climbed to the top of Buzhou Mountain. The nine-colored divine cow is still facing Buzhou Mountain, and the primordial energy tide of Buzhou Mountain has begun, but the divine cow hasn't noticed it yet.

  Another 9,000 years passed, Shen Long's last sermon ended, a huge cloud of merit fell on the head of the nine-colored divine cow, and it finally awakened the nine-colored divine cow.

  "Mooooo~~~~~~" A thunderous and earth-shaking cow moo.

  On the back of the nine-colored divine cow, a great road appeared, a road that pierced the sky and earth. On this road, a high mountain manifested, and upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a miniature replica of Mount Buzhou.

  The nine-colored divine cow likened Dongwanggong to Mount Buzhou, and then likened Mount Buzhou to Dongwanggong, merging the two into one body, cultivating his own great Tao.

  "Crack——" A loud thunderclap echoed through the sky. Then, dark clouds gathered and the nine-colored divine cow's tribulation finally arrived, causing the divine cow that had discovered Shen Long's tracks to pause in its steps and glare angrily at the sky.

  Today I can probably write another chapter, everyone collect and recommend it.