jdhmnovel Chapter 431 Pangu’s gift of treasure
Chapter 431 Pangu’s gift of treasure
Chapter 431 Pangu's Gift of Treasure
"Pangu".
!!!
Even though Yang Jiao already had a guess in her heart, the moment she actually heard those two words from his mouth was no less powerful than an atomic bomb exploding next to her ear.
Pangu!
Pangu, the Great God!
Yang Jiao was not close to him; even through the hazy, invisible chaos, his enormous figure still brought her indescribable shock.
Pangu...didn't he die after exhausting his strength and transform into all things after creating the world?
Are these unseen things before our eyes 'chaos'?
Yang Jiao's mind went blank for a moment, unable to suppress the excitement in her body, even her voice trembled:
"Pangu, the Great God? You're not..."
Her words suddenly stopped.
Have I...time-traveled?
Wearing a layered garment?
Unable to contain her fear, Yang Jiao reached out and grabbed a hollow willow tree beside her to keep her legs from giving way.
In that very instant!
Yang Jiao felt as if the Primordial Purple Qi within her body was being summoned by something, flowing joyfully within her.
That familiar feeling that comes from the depths of one's soul.
then,
Within this chaotic world, streams of intangible gas emerged and continuously filled Yang Jiao's body.
"Well."
They were endless and never diminished; they were all absorbed into Yang Jiao's forehead.
The original red mark of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was also on it, but after being invaded by this aura, a red mark was directly revealed and then easily erased.
The Primordial Purple Qi within Yang Jiao's body was like a fish that was about to die of thirst finally receiving a torrential downpour. The raindrops gathered into puddles, and eventually formed a river.
She was stunned for a moment, feeling as if her cultivation had vanished in an instant.
What's going on?
Yang Jiao exclaimed in surprise.
Within her body, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was expelled.
Instead, there is an even more magnificent spiritual energy, something neither clear nor turbid, indescribable.
They filled her body, and Yang Jiao subconsciously tried to sense them. She felt the flowing spiritual energy tempering her meridians and bones again and again as it traveled through her body. She felt refreshed and no longer had the discomfort of being stretched by the spiritual energy.
"What does this mean?" she asked in surprise.
The great god Pangu sat down cross-legged a few dozen meters away from Yang Jiao, with the Heaven-Opening Axe resting beside him.
Even from this distance, Yang Jiao felt that Pangu in front of her was an insurmountable mountain.
But before the chaos was cleared and the world was shrouded in mist, she couldn't see Pangu's appearance at all. She could only make out the firm muscles on his arms through her murky vision.
The Great God Pangu looked at Yang Jiao, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes:
"This is the primordial energy of the beginning."
Before Yang Jiao could even ask what Primordial Qi was, her body seemed to have absorbed all of this so-called Primordial Qi, and she seemed to have emerged from her cocoon, purifying Yang Jiao completely.
Subsequently, a layer of grime secreted from the surface of her skin, which cracked a few moments later.
Yang Jiao began to grow taller, her long hair reaching her waist, her features becoming more refined, and her skin as white as fresh cream.
She exclaimed in surprise:
"Guiding Qi into the body?"
This primordial energy actually abandoned the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and underwent a new level of cultivation?
She had just finished thinking when...
Immortal,
Earth Immortal
Celestial maiden
Jinxian.
She instantly reached her previous Golden Immortal realm, but Yang Jiao felt a terrifying power within the spiritual energy in her body.
Unlike the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that I cultivated before, this energy was like the foundation for destruction and the life of all things.
Pangu looked with satisfaction at the tiny person in front of him, so small that even a finger seemed bigger than her, yet she carried his will and absorbed the primordial Qi.
He spoke softly, as if a loud voice could blow her away with a single breath:
"Primordial Qi, before the beginning of chaos, is the innate primordial Qi."
Primordial Qi!
Yang Jiao knew that the immortals and Taoists of today cultivated the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while the primordial purple energy of the sages was actually born from chaos, the same kind cultivated by the Hongjun Ancestor. This primordial state existed even before the primordial chaos.
Suddenly struck by a thought, she blurted out:
"Compared to the Profound Purity Qi of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who is more powerful?"
Pangu suddenly laughed:
"Mysterious Pure Qi? It is naturally the Primordial Qi."
Looking at Pangu's towering figure, Yang Jiao asked again, somewhat puzzled:
Did you bring me here?
They brought it to a time when heaven and earth were not yet clearly distinguished.
Pangu's enormous body was hidden in the chaos. He shook his head and said:
"You came here on your own; you led me here."
"Me?" Yang Jiao was even more puzzled.
As a mere person from a later era, the fact that she had transmigrated to the late primordial era of the Investiture of the Gods was already astonishing enough. How could she possibly have the virtue to come to this time before the separation of Yin and Yang and even see the great god Pangu!
Could it be because of the Chaos Bell?
The Chaos Bell can suppress the primordial chaos and also travel through time and space.
Pangu, seated on his massive golden sword, whispered:
"The aura emanating from you is the same as my origin."
"The same origin as you?" Yang Jiao was taken aback. If the origin was with the Great God Pangu, then what did her Primordial Purple Qi ultimately cultivate—the "Law of Power"?
Proving the Way through force?
Pangu looked at Yang Jiao as if he were looking at his own descendant.
It was as if there was an invisible rope connecting them. Pangu collected three thousand laws of the Great Dao in the chaos, so how could he only have 'force'?
"The Great Dao is formless, and Yin and Yang are not yet separated here. What I perceive is you in the future."
"Me in the future?" Yang Jiao murmured these four words.
Will my future self be the one who studied hard for twenty years, then climbed a mountain and arrived here in a flash?
It seems that she's not quite up to par, Pangu God.
Pangu raised his hand, as if he could see the primordial world through Yang Jiao. The world after he created the world was just a blink of an eye for him.
Various calamities passed by in his eyes. Finally, in the Dharma-ending Age, there was no spiritual energy left in the world. Gods and Taoists could not come out, and the human race suffered one tribulation after another.
He sighed softly, a sense of regret welling up inside him:
“Hongjun used all the spiritual energy to replenish the Heavenly Dao, and the spiritual energy was exhausted.”
Pangu looked at Yang Jiao in front of him. From the moment she suddenly appeared in this chaos, he felt the connection between them and regarded her as his successor.
Only this one and only variable could potentially reverse the situation.
Yang Jiao felt the figure of Pangu in front of her becoming even more blurred, as if some force was pulling her away.
He hurriedly asked:
"Great God Pangu, what should we do in the future?"
Pangu asked softly, "Do you know about the Jade Disc of Creation?"
“Of course I know. It is the magic weapon of Ancestor Hongjun, the magic weapon he ultimately merged with the Dao, which carries the laws of the Great Dao.” Yang Jiao said, then recalled the words of the Three Pure Ones and added, “But the Jade Tablet of Creation is incomplete and needs a sage to fill in the gaps.”
“A sage? How could a sage of the Heavenly Dao fill the gap left by a primordial treasure?” Pangu scoffed. “It only delayed the approaching calamity. The Qilin clan, which also became part of the Heavenly Dao during the Dragon-Han Calamity, was not able to fill the gap either.”
"You even know this?" Yang Jiao exclaimed softly, cursing herself for being stupid.
Pangu, the Great God, even sensed his future self, let alone the Dragon-Han Great Calamity. He probably knew everything about the later Investiture of the Gods and Journey to the West Great Calamities.
However, the primordial world that existed only after Pangu cleaved through chaos... he shouldn't have known about these things.
He could clearly see the confusion on Yang Jiao's face. Unlike the hazy vision Yang Jiao had, Pangu's vision was much clearer. He suddenly asked:
What time is it now?
Yang Jiao couldn't understand the meaning of those words and honestly shook her head.
Pangu explained:
"For you, this is the past."
"For me, this is now."
Past, present, future.
These three false propositions reappeared before Yang Jiao.
This is a saying in Taoism, and it is also a saying in Buddhism.
If that is the case,
In the past, it was Pangu.
Now it is Hongjun,
Who will be in the future?
"What do these have to do with the Jade Disc of Creation?"
Yang Jiao wanted to ask more, but her body became blurry at that moment, and there was no time to ask any more questions.
Seeing this, Pangu didn't say anything more, but stood up and threw down a bead.
"This Primordial Pearl can shield you from heavenly secrets and help you cultivate the Great Dao. We will meet again."
Then, the great god Pangu, wielding the axe that opened the heavens, safely sent Yang Jiao's consciousness out of the chaos.