Chapter 1 Buzhoushan is my clone
Under the starry sky, the towering Buzhou Mountain top.
The wind roared, purple thunder surged, and the space everywhere rippled.
A tall stone man sat alone on the edge of the cliff, unmoved by the strong wind and divine thunder.
He grabbed a puddle of colored sand next to him and threw it into his mouth. Under the crunching sound of chewing, light burst out and shone into its belly.
Strings of fine black gravel fell from the corner of his mouth, and were lost in the whistling wind.
Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in the sky and the earth, and the vast holy power was released.
The stone man stood up suddenly, his expression very solemn.
Immediately, you can see the black and yellow energy falling from the nine heavens, the smallpox emerging, the golden lotus standing tall, and the colorful manzhu hanging in the sky, making a light knocking sound.
Endless Xia Rui aura rises, and the whole world is rendered into a sacred image.
Under such a shocking vision, there was a rolling sound singing at the same time.
"I, Hongjun, have become a saint today and will preach in the Chaos Zixiao Palace three thousand years later. Anyone who is destined can come."
The sound of the Dao sounded three times in a row, reverberating throughout the ancient world, and countless creatures were shocked in their hearts.
In an instant, figures from the ancient land flew up one after another. They looked up at the chaos with surprise and doubt on their faces.
Those innate demon gods were all shocked and terrified.
The coercion between heaven and earth is far greater than that of Daluo Jinxian.
Since the founding of the world by Pangu, many tribulations have gone through in the prehistoric times, but no one knows that Da Luo practiced cultivation, and now there are actually people who have taken that step.
Swish, swish, and in an instant, several long rainbows flashed across Buzhou Mountain, and they all plunged into the depths of the starry sky, escaping into chaos.
In just a few breaths, the entire sky was illuminated by the glow of chaos.
The stone man looked up at the starry sky, and there was a stream of light flickering in his fist-sized eye holes: "The sermon in Zixiao Palace has begun, and I don't have much time."
After taking a deep look in the direction of chaos, he jumped up and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at a valley.
There are thick clouds and mist in the valley, the innate spiritual energy is as thick as rain, and you can see the magical flowers and plants everywhere.
On the cliff deep in the valley, five-colored lights shone brightly, covering a large area of colorful vines, with seven gourds of different sizes hanging from it.
They have different colors, surrounded by black and yellow aura, and are all engraved with Tao patterns, making them mysterious and extraordinary. As the breeze blows, there is a faint chant, echoing in the valley.
It is one of the top ten best innate spiritual roots in the world, the Buzhou Mountain Innate Gourd Vine.
With the appearance of the stone man, the seven gourds swayed happily, looking very excited.
"Father Mountain!"
A childish voice full of reverence sounded in his heart, and Tianyuan nodded slightly.
He stepped lightly with his right foot and suddenly heard rumbling sounds all around. The ground rippled, and the entire earth began to move away. There were also wrinkles on the cliff not far away.
The great innate formation that enveloped the valley seemed to take off.
Things changed and the stars moved. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area became quiet and returned to its previous appearance.
The innate gourd vine glanced at the direction of the stars above his head and knew that he was no longer where he was just now.
Thousands of years ago, Father Mountain revived and moved this valley from time to time, but it never asked why.
In his eyes, the stone man in front of him is the embodiment of Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain and the father mountain that nurtures it.
Tianyuan looked at the valley still shrouded in mist, the solemn look on his face not fading. After the first sermon in Zixiao Palace, the seven gourds that condensed the origin were taken away, thus cutting off the path of the innate gourd vine.
How could the prehistoric world opened by Pangu not have room for a top-quality innate spiritual root?
Moreover, Xiantian Gourd Vine is the only creature in the mountain who knows about his relationship with Buzhou Mountain. The other party is not just a spiritual root, so Tianyuan naturally does not allow it to be lost.
While he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of thunder rumbling above his head.
Just when Tian Yuan raised his head, his whole body was shocked, and the rich laws poured in under his feet. There was light flickering on the khaki skin, and a mysterious nine-color light burst out from the chest area.
A powerful aura surged up, and as impurities overflowed from his body and dissipated into the air, his already burly figure became even more majestic.
"Finally, a ground vein has been completely cleared!" Tian Yuan couldn't restrain the joy in his eyes.
The Buzhou Mountain below him also exploded crazily amidst the rumbling sound, exuding overwhelming power.
Countless creatures in the ancient land lay prone on the ground, looking at the sacred mountain in the distance, feeling in awe.
The innate gourd vine next to it shook violently, and the little faces manifested on the seven gourds were full of joy.
The aura of Father Mountain has become thicker, and the power of Father Mountain has become stronger!
Ignoring the excited Xiantian Gourd Vine, Tian Yuan took a deep breath and disappeared into the valley.
In the center of the gray world, there is a towering sacred mountain, shrouded in a rich black and yellow aura.
Tianyuan landed on the top of the mountain and immediately looked to the east.
In the mist-shrouded eastern land, three golden rivers roar like roaring horned dragons running from the foot of the mountain into the distance.
On each river, there are smaller tributaries distributed in rows and rows, which are also like wild horses that run wild, galloping endlessly. Counting carefully, there are thirty-six of them, all glowing with golden light, which is very spectacular.
These are the three main veins connecting the Eastern Land to Buzhou Mountain, as well as the one hundred and eight branch veins.
Thousands of years ago, he came to the prehistoric world and became a stone man on Mount Buzhou. But when he calmed down, he discovered that he actually had another body, that of Zhu Buzhou Mountain.
The top of Buzhou Mountain is the foundation of heaven and earth, and it is the ancestral line of the prehistoric earth, blessing all living beings in the world.
However, after many calamities in the prehistoric times, many earth veins were shattered and eliminated. Only the Eastern earth vein was still intact, but it was not optimistic either.
If you look closely, you will see that the three main veins, together with one trunk and branch veins, are all golden with dark red.
The flowing light was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, as if it had been infected and blocked.
There is only one branch in the northeast that is golden, full of vitality, rising in auspiciousness, and exuding brilliant brilliance. It is the one that has been completely unblocked just now.
By opening up a branch that runs through the eastern land, Buzhou Mountain becomes more majestic and vast, and he also takes this opportunity to step into the ranks of Taiyi Golden Immortals.
At this moment, stone men as tall as Tianyuan jumped out of that branch. They were carrying pickaxes and hoes, jumping towards the other nearby branch.
This is Buzhou Shan’s consciousness space, or it can be said to be the prehistoric world in Bu Zhou Shan’s eyes.
The mountains, rivers and lakes are the same as the ancient land, but there is no living being, only many mixed wills wandering between the heaven and the earth.
As for those stone men, they are just manifestations of Buzhou Mountain's will. There are three thousand in number, which coincides with the three thousand avenues.
They worked day and night and took tens of thousands of years to completely clear a branch.
After glancing at the many busy figures, Tianyuan calmed down and felt the changes in Buzhou Mountain at this moment.
After a while, his honest face showed joy.
Spiritual energy poured into his body all the time, and more importantly, Bu Zhoushan's will became stronger.
(End of chapter)