Xuandu turned his head and looked at Zhen Yuanzi.
"It doesn't matter."
He spoke in a calm voice:
"I'm just covering up the noise so as not to be disturbed."
Zhen Yuanzi Hearing this, he nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.
He could guess that such a big thing as completing Earth Dao would definitely attract Heavenly Dao's attention.
Xuandu takes action to cover up, as it should be.
He said no more, just looked at the khaki light pillar rising into the sky, his eyes full of expectation.
The beam of light penetrates the sky and the earth and goes straight to Nine Netherworlds.
That's Earth Book Origin, that's Earth Dao Foundation, that's Companion Treasure of his billion dollar club.
At this moment, I am returning to my roots.
Completing Earth Dao.
Achieving... perfection.
Xuandu looked at Zhen Yuanzi's expectant face, his eyes moved slightly.
He didn't tell Zhen Yuanzi, but even though Chaos Bead was covering up, he still didn't dare to relax.
He didn't tell Zhen Yuanzi. If Dao Ancestor Hongjun really tried to investigate, Chaos Bead might not be able to hide it.
He didn't tell Zhen Yuanzi how dignified he was in his heart at this moment.
Because it's not needed.
Zhen Yuanzi Just wait.
Waiting for Earth Dao Perfection, waiting for Sage Fruit Position, waiting for Hong Yun to return.
And he, Xuandu, needs to be the one playing chess, needs to block the prying eyes, and needs to buy time for Earth Dao Perfection...
Xuandu slowly withdrew his gaze and looked up to the nine heavens.
Looking at the Purple Heaven Palace hanging among Chaos.
A smile slowly appeared on his lips.
The smile was very light, but it carried a kind of understanding that penetrated everything.
"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi."
Xuandu spoke in a calm voice:
"Don't leave Wuzhuang Temple until Earth Dao Perfection."
"No matter what happens outside, no matter what movement you feel, you can't get out."
Zhen Yuanzi was startled, then nodded heavily:
"Fellow Daoist Don't worry, I understand."
Xuandu nodded slightly.
He turned around and looked at the Qiankun Cauldron hanging in the void.
On the body of the tripod, Mysterious Yellow Radiance circulates endlessly, and inside the tripod, Great Earth Origin is still boiling, evolving, and returning.
Xuandu opening:
"Dao Ancestor borrowed it, and Mending the Heavens will return it later."
Then he raised his hand and pointed.
Qiankun Cauldron turned into a streak of black and yellow light and fell into his palm.
The giant cauldron hangs on the palm of the hand, Mysterious Yellow Radiance circulates.
Zhen Yuanzi bows and bows:
"Thank you Fellow Daoist Xuandu!"
"Zhen Yuanzi will keep this kindness and virtue in mind and never forget it!"
Xuandu smiled slightly and said no more.
He turned around and took a step forward.
"Buzz."
The void ripples silently.
That Green Clad Figure, disappeared instantly under Ginseng Fruit Tree.
Only Zhen Yuanzi was left standing independently under the tree, looking at the khaki light pillar rising into the sky, looking at the Chaos Bead hanging in the void, and looking at the gradually healing void.
He took a deep breath and sat cross-legged.
Close your eyes and wait.
Above the Nine Heavens, Purple Qi Misty.
In front of the Purple Heaven Palace, Chaos Energy Flow flows slowly.
Xuandu's body shape appeared and landed in front of the palace gate.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, his green clothes slightly raised, and his eyes calmly looking at the closed palace door.
In the palm of your hand, Qiankun Cauldron is hanging in the air, and Mysterious Yellow Radiance is circulating endlessly.
"Dao Ancestor."
Xuandu spoke slowly, his voice was not high, but it was clearly transmitted into the palace:
"Disciple Xuandu, come and return Qiankun Cauldron."
The sound fell and the palace door opened silently.
Behind the door, there is a Chaos with no end in sight.
Only the Grey Clad Figure stood among the Chaos with his hands behind his back, facing away from the palace gate.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Xuandu's eyes moved slightly and he stepped into the palace.
The palace door slowly closed behind him.
He stood among the Chaos, looked at the Grey Clad Figure with his back to him, and bowed slightly:
"Disciple Xuandu, meet Dao Ancestor."
Hongjun turned around slowly.
Those eyes that had been indifferent for endless years fell on Xuandu.
The eyes are neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor powerful.
"Sky Mending Matter, how about?"
Hongjun spoke, his voice calm and waveless.
Xuandu said:
"Thanks to Dao Ancestor Hongfu, Mending the Heavens has been completed, Heavenly Scar has been bridged, and the four poles are stable."
"Great Wilderness creatures are saved."
Hongjun nodded slightly:
"Good."
He paused and his eyes fell on the statue of Mysterious Yellow Giant Cauldron in Xuandu's palm:
"Qiankun Cauldron, has it ever been intact?"
Xuandu nodded:
"Dao Ancestor Don't worry, Qiankun Cauldron is intact."
He raised his hand, and Qiankun Cauldron slowly flew out, hanging in front of Hongjun.
Hongjun raised his hand, his sleeves and robe slightly fluttering.
Qiankun Cauldron turned into a black and yellow stream of light and disappeared into his sleeve.
"Good."
Hongjun spoke again, his voice still calm.
But those indifferent eyes still fell on Xuandu.
That gaze was as deep as the sea of stars, as if it wanted to penetrate everything about Xuandu.
Xuandu's expression remained unchanged, and her eyes looked at him calmly.
He knew in his heart that Hongjun was looking at him.
Looking at his cultivation, looking at his aura, looking at his... flaws.
Sky Mending Matter, Immeasurable Merit.
But after Mending the Heavens, he went to Underworld and then to Longevity Mountain.
Will Hongjun sense it?
Will definitely be there.
But what was he sensing?
It's an illusion created by Chaos Bead's cover-up.
It's a maze carefully laid out by Xuandu.
It is the illusion that Longevity Mountain is business as usual, Earth Book is still in the hands of Zhen Yuanzi, and Earth Dao is still incomplete.
Xuandu Thoughts were racing in his mind, but his face remained calm.
He just stood quietly among Chaos, letting Hongjun's eyes sweep around him.
A long time.
Hongjun slowly looked away.
"Xuandu."
He spoke, his voice still calm:
"Sky Mending Matter, you did a great job."
"Heavenly Dao feels it, I will remember you as a meritorious service."
Xuandu bowed slightly:
"Thank you Dao Ancestor for the compliment."
"Disciple just did what he should do."
Hongjun looked at him, his eyes slightly dark.
"Why isn't that Sky-Mending Merit in your body refined?"
He suddenly spoke and asked the doubts in his heart.
Xuandu heard this, his expression did not change.
He knew that Hongjun would ask.
Sky-Mending Merit, Immeasurable Merit, any monk who obtains it will immediately refine and absorb it in order to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation.
But he just didn't.
He suppressed the merits and virtues in the Purple Mansion without touching a single bit.
Hongjun It would be strange if you didn't ask.
Xuandu bowed slightly and said in a calm voice:
"Sky-Mending Merit, this disciple has other plans."
After the six words fell, there was silence in the Purple Heaven Palace.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked at him, a faint fluctuation flashed in the depths of his eyes that had been indifferent for endless years.
The fluctuation was very faint, so faint that it was almost undetectable.
But Xuandu sensed it.
His expression remained unchanged, he just stood quietly among Chaos, letting the gaze fall on him.
He didn't explain.
No explanation is needed.
He preached Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal and followed the Transcend Heavenly Dao path. How could Hongjun not know about this?
Knowing and asking questions means you have other ideas.
Picture what?
Is it because of his saying "not refining Heavenly Dao Merit"? Or is it because of the flaw in his future Dao Path?
Xuandu Thoughts were racing in his mind, but his face remained calm.
He just stood quietly, looking at Hongjun calmly.
A long time.
Hongjun slowly looked away.
"Go ahead."
When the two words fall, there is no sadness or joy, no anger or power.
It was as if that glance just now was just a casual glance.
It seems that there is a deep meaning in those words, but Xuandu is just overthinking.
Can Xuandu know.
No.
Hongjun is looking at him.
Testing him.
Waiting for him to reveal his flaws.
But he won't.
Xuandu bowed slightly and bowed to the end:
"Disciple resigns."
He turned around and took a step forward.
The blue robe is slightly raised, and the black hair is shawl.
The figure slowly disappeared into Chaos.
Purple Heaven Palace The door slowly closed behind him.
"Buzz."
Chaos Energy Flow rippled gently, as if nothing had happened.
Hongjun stood in the palace with his hands behind his hands, looking at the disappearing figure, his eyes still indifferent.
But in the depths of the indifference, there flashed a trace of... complexity.
"Zenith Heaven..."
He murmured in a low voice, inaudibly:
"How courageous."
The sound fell and returned to nothingness.
Purple Heaven Palace, return to deathly silence.