Chapter 1506 — He Who Calls Himself the Tathagata
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 3
On the tenth day, all at once an inharmonious voice appeared amid the flood of Buddhist chant in Shen Mu's dream! Granny Zhu and the others felt their eyelids twitch.
They saw the countless Shen Mus like so many great Buddhas, seated in the heavens around Shen Mu's primordial spirit, and that voice came from the lowest of those heavens. ".
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Equilibrium is the great root of the world; harmony is the universal Way of the world. .
. " This voice disrupted the Buddhist dharma.
Its interference was not strong, but like a plague it gradually infected the other tiny Shen Mus. Granny Zhu and the others grew more and more grave.
A second tiny Shen Mu was assimilated, quickly chanting the scriptures of the Primordial Sage of the Miluo Palace, and then came a third, a fourth.
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In time, several hundred tiny Shen Mus had been assimilated, and the speed of this contagion increased sharply, spreading steadily toward the center, more and more tiny Shen Mus assimilated without cease, layer after layer of dream polluted! Granny Zhu's face was grim.
She picked up the divine bow she had thrown aside and gripped it tightly. The Lame Elder stared at her hand, then his gaze fell upon the divine bow in it, and his face abruptly darkened.
"Old woman, what do you mean to do?
" "None of your business! " Granny Zhu said coldly, her eyes still fixed on Shen Mu's dream.
The Lame Elder grew frantic, pacing to and fro; suddenly his form shifted, and he lunged to snatch the long bow from Granny Zhu's hand!
Granny Zhu had been on her guard.
She raised her other palm, and with a series of rumbling crashes, the terrestrial geomagnetic essence in her palm erupted; one after another of her great geomagnetic divine powers pressed down upon the Lame Elder, descending in turn like mountain after mountain, crushing him flat to the ground, his speed utterly negated! "Lame Elder, you were gravely wounded before; you know nothing of the reasons behind this! " Granny Zhu said angrily, drawing the divine bow, her eyes still fixed on the tiny Shen Mus being assimilated one after another within the dream, while the arrow of her drawn bow was aimed only and ever at Shen Mu's primordial spirit at the center of the heavens of the dream. "I don't know!
" The Lame Elder braced his four limbs against the ground, struggling to rise, but again several rumbling crashes pressed down and flattened him once more.
His eyes grew bloodshot, turned crimson. Struggling with all his might, he rasped, "Si Youyou, you damned woman, I don't know what reason you have that you must shoot Shen'er dead!
But this I do know: Shen'er was picked up by you, yet every time it was you who sent him away!
Every time it was you who thought raising him too much trouble, and every time it was I who stole him back! " He could not break free from the geomagnetic divine power.
Suddenly he roared: "I was the one who raised Shen'er! Primordial Spirit, Exchange the Sun! " His body did not move; his primordial spirit left its shell, and with a swoosh it broke through the geomagnetic divine power and in an instant arrived at Granny Zhu's side, reaching for the divine bow. Granny Zhu put away the divine bow and turned, her skirts swaying; her geomagnetic divine light became countless stars, and the stellar forces between star and star formed chains of law, shuttling up and down, interweaving and crossing, laying out a heaven-encompassing net!
The Lame Elder's primordial spirit plunged into the heaven-encompassing net, yet was not snared; instead it sped through the starry sky, and he raged, "If not for me, Shen'er would long ago have been given away to others by you! If you would kill him, then kill me first!
" His primordial spirit suddenly swelled, becoming immeasurably towering; he shifted the stars and exchanged the constellations, throwing Granny Zhu's divine powers into disorder, and the Shadow Thief's supreme art was displayed in him to the fullest! "Lame Elder, do not be rash!