Chapter 1154 — The Heavenly Venerable Tries to Cleave the Ancient God's Egg
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Even then Shen Mu had known that the Dao of the Great Beginning was absolutely the bane of the Immutability of Matter. Whether the five runes he had comprehended from the Egg were truly correct could only be verified by means of Heavenly Venerable Ling's divine ability.
Meticulously he laid out the runes required by Heavenly Venerable Ling's ability; all around him were strange symbols transmuted from his own vital essence, flickering in and out of being, pregnant with a power beyond the fathoming of gods and ghosts.
Shen Mu was exceedingly careful; he could not combine these runes into the Immutability of Matter, or he himself would be dragged in and turned into Immutable Matter. Cautiously he combined the runes of the Immutability of Matter into fragment after fragment of the ability, brought them into contact with the five runes, and tested the reaction between them.
"This rune is wrong.
" "This rune is wrong too! " "This one is wrong as well. .
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" When he had tested all five runes, he could not help frowning.
These five runes were the runes of the Great Beginning he had deduced from the Egg by exhausting every ounce of his wisdom — and yet every one of them was wrong! Restless at heart, he paced to and fro, when of a sudden inspiration struck.
He took out the Egg of the Great Beginning and placed it in the midst of the runes of Immutability. "These five runes were deduced from the sound of the Dao.
The Dao of the Great Beginning hidden within that sound may not be complete. Back then, when our eldest senior brother cleaved the Ancient God's Egg with all his strength, three of his fingers snapped.
At that moment the Egg struck back, and besides the sound of the Dao there were also patterns formed of the light of the Dao!
" Shen Mu's eyes flickered; once more he roused a fragment of the Immutability of Matter and hurled it at the Ancient God's Egg!
He attacked the Egg of his own accord, intending to make it burst forth in retaliation once more, so that the gorgeous Dao patterns he had seen aboard the Ghost Ship would surge out again, and from those patterns he might comprehend the principle missing from the five runes.
The Immutability of Matter was roused, and the instant it fell upon the Egg of the Great Beginning, that Egg — perfectly round, flawless beyond any finding — blazed with light, the sound of the Dao burst forth, as though the voices of countless living beings and a host of ancient gods were praying and chanting all at once!
A humming filled Shen Mu's ears; the third sacred pupil at the center of his brow opened and fixed itself upon the Dao patterns radiating from the Ancient God's Egg. Outside, Yan'er hurried toward the fields with a basket in hand.
The Dragon Qilin was plowing, having already turned over a hundred mu or so, meaning to plant vegetables and spirit herbs.
Yan'er took down a towel and carefully wiped the sweat from the Dragon Qilin's brow, then lifted the basket's lid and said with a smile, "Pilang, look — I've warmed a plate of spirit pills for you. " The qilin-headed youth that the Dragon Qilin had transformed into sat on the ridge of the field, eating the steaming spirit pills, while Yan'er fed him water and said softly, "Eat slowly, don't choke. .
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" Outside, the mountain forest shook, whole swaths of trees toppling, as Little Tubo came out of the woods dragging a winged elephant. The elephant was a demigod of the Southern Heaven; while flying through the sky it had been struck down by him and hauled here to be eaten.
Little Tubo dragged the elephant to the edge of the field and was about to step in, when the Dragon Qilin hastily shooed him out, saying, "The herbs were just planted — don't ruin them! " Little Tubo set the elephant aside and looked at Yan'er with pleading eyes.
"Moo!