Chapter 1866 — The Central Origin Fashions the Mystic Art
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
He sent the Heaven-Openers onto the wooden ship forged from his own Dao Tree, with Tai Yi guarding the prow. Young Master Tai Yi saw them off, saying: "Fellow Daoists, when you return to the Sixteenth Epoch, beware of Young Master Chaos.
" Tai Yi said: "Rest assured.
I have long since recognized his true face and am on my guard. " Tai Yi sent them back to the Sixteenth Epoch; rolling chaos-breath surged in from the depths of time and space.
Tai Yi let out a breath of relief, returned to the Yuan Realm, and began his transformation of the Dao and rebirth. Just after Tai Yi's rebirth, the Obelisk Forest collapsed, and a dry, thin old man walked out from within it and vanished in a flash. "I'm back!
" Laughter echoed back and forth through the void.
In the Thirteenth Epoch, Miluo Palace gained another Young Master—Young Master Wuzong.
Shen Mu returned to Miluo Palace once more, and he and Young Master Wuzong drank wine and talked joyously, speaking freely and to their hearts' content. In the Fourteenth Epoch, Young Master Zhanji burst upon the world.
Zhanji was born of Guixu, a divine maiden of Guixu.
Shen Mu came running over again, and drank wine and talked joyously with Young Master Zhanji. The several Young Masters were much concerned for this little junior sister and drove Shen Mu away, lest he lead Zhanji astray.
At the end of the Fourteenth Epoch, Shen Mu brought Shen Lingyun to the place where the Calamity of Destruction was born.
Shen Lingyun asked curiously: "Father, what are we doing this time? " "Coming to receive an old friend. " Shen Mu wore a faint smile, gazing up at the Chaos River. The sound of a qin drifted from within the river; a woman fell into the great Calamity of Destruction.
Shen Mu raised his hand and drew the woman over.
Shen Lingyun came forward holding the ancient qin and said in a crisp voice: "Are you my mother?
" The woman took the ancient qin, pinched her little cheek, and said with a smile: "I very nearly was your mother.
My name is Yue; you may call me Aunt Yue.
" She raised her head and looked at Shen Mu behind Shen Lingyun, her expression half-smiling: "Mu, you did not break your word.
How long have you been here? " "Fourteen years.
" Shen Mu stroked Shen Lingyun's little head, his gaze tender, light as wind and cloud: "Lingyun is already fourteen. " One chaos is one year.
To Shen Lingyun, this was now her fourteenth year.
"Ling Yuxiu did not come along? " Heavenly Venerable Yue looked about, her gaze flickering.
Shen Mu said with a smile: "No.
But I found Ling the Heavenly Venerable.
" Ling the Heavenly Venerable arrived and took away Heavenly Venerable Yue, who was unwilling in her heart.
"Lingyun might want a stepmother," she said to Ling the Heavenly Venerable. Ling the Heavenly Venerable said: "Someone does not want one.
" Heavenly Venerable Yue was closest to her and could say anything to her; angry, she said: "You are not him—how do you know he does not want one? " "I asked him," Ling the Heavenly Venerable said indifferently.
Heavenly Venerable Yue was so angry she played the qin in wild disorder. On the eve of the Calamity of Creation of the Fifteenth Epoch, the Master of Miluo Palace was still gazing into the future, yet Shen Mu again came with Shen Lingyun, and a stretch of chaos blocked his sight.
On the eve of the Calamity of Creation of the Sixteenth Epoch, Shen Mu came again and again blocked his sight.
The Master of Miluo Palace had grown used to having his sight blocked and said nothing.
At last, after lasting a mere six hundred million years, the Sixteenth Epoch perished of itself.
This time, Shen Mu came again to block his sight.
The Master of Miluo Palace said: "Chaos, in times past you always blocked my view of the future, but this time you cannot block my sight.
I shall look upon all the futures of the Seventeenth Epoch; you cannot stop me.
What the future is like, I wish to see with my own eyes.