Chapter 729 — Proving the Dao with a Fist
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
"There is still one thing missing, the Heavenly Human. The Heavenly Human realm refines the Prime Spirit; and if the Prime Spirit took up residence in the Lingxiao and ascended the Imperial Throne, then indeed it need not dwell within the continent. Could it be that on the throne in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the Prime Spirit of an Imperial Throne sits even now. .
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There is another possibility: these heavens were built to the specifications of an Imperial Throne powerhouse's sacred treasuries and a heavenly palace!
After all, Imperial Throne powerhouses are few; the Kaihuang era could not have had so many masters of the Imperial Throne. " Douniu Palace was one of the thirty-six heavenly palaces of the Kaihuang era, and the most famous among the thirty-six were the Four Great Heavenly Palaces, wherein the Four Great Heavenly Kings resided. Douniu Palace was not among them. Surely Kaihuang could not have killed an Imperial Throne powerhouse to build Douniu Palace? "You go up and make ready," the old farmer instructed the villagers. "Tell the children that Douniu Palace opens today, and let them come to temper themselves.
" At once the villagers rose into the air, one after another, some flying into Douniu Palace, others into the continental heavens. The old farmer, with the old ox, climbed the spirit bridge together with Shen Mu and the Dragon Qilin.
The spirit bridge was very narrow; Shen Mu felt fine standing on it, but the Dragon Qilin appeared somewhat cramped.
The old farmer halted, standing on the bridge and surveying all around, savoring the scenery.
Shen Mu also looked about him, taking in the splendid rivers and mountains.
To admire the view here was indeed refreshing to heart and spirit.
"You are a disciple of Wentian Pavilion. You are of the Heavenly Human realm, are you not?
" the old farmer said, unhurried.
"Of the four great Heavenly Masters of the Kaihuang Heavenly Court, the woodcutter ranks first. I have never accepted that.
What ability does he have, that he should climb onto my head?
Among the four great Heavenly Masters, he is first and I am third. That the scholar Zixi ranks second, I accept with all my heart. But what virtue or talent does the woodcutter possess? To climb over me, the scholar, and the fisherman on nothing but a glib tongue? So I do not accept him.
" From his height Shen Mu looked down on the continental heavens, and saw a great many young and able-bodied folk hurrying this way, leaping and bounding as if they flew, swift of foot. "My teacher the Woodcutter still holds the Martial Heavenly Master in the deepest admiration," Shen Mu said earnestly.
"Teacher has spoken of you, saying you are first in martial strength, the strongest of the four great Heavenly Masters.
In this Jingping Reform, after Teacher laid his plans and rescued Di Yiyue, he came straightaway to seek the Martial Heavenly Master, which shows that in Teacher's heart the Martial Heavenly Master ranks no lower than the Heavenly King Di Yiyue. " "My ability was never much different from Di Yiyue's," the old farmer said mildly. "Twenty thousand years ago Di Yiyue was a little stronger than I. She was first among the Four Great Heavenly Kings.
I fought her, and she beat me till I was utterly convinced.
But after twenty thousand years, who is higher and who is lower is hard to say. After all, even if she were resurrected, she has lost twenty thousand years of cultivation. " Shen Mu's heart lurched, and his scalp went numb. "The Martial Heavenly Master has already cultivated to the Imperial Throne realm!
Those three punches of his, I truly cannot take them, and I doubt my elder brother could either. .
. " The old farmer sneered. "I fought the scholar. In strength he was no match for me, yet each time he brought me to heel, and so I admire him. That is true ability.
But the woodcutter wagged his tongue and climbed onto my head, and that I do not accept.