Chapter 1863 — The Primeval Womb of Great Calamity
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In the end he sat down in dejection, staring blankly at the River of Chaos. The Golden Ship of World Salvation drifted with the River of Chaos.
The Calamity of Destruction raged, but it could not move the ship a fraction, nor him a fraction.
The Master of Miluo Palace's Dao Heart was withered and still, as if he were about to enter nirvana and dissolve into the Dao.
At this moment, a man with graying temples leading a little girl came aboard the golden ship.
The Master of Miluo Palace looked at him with lifeless eyes; suddenly his eyeballs moved, and the man with graying temples saluted him with the disciple's rite.
"A visitor from the future? " The Master of Miluo Palace returned the salute and said, "I see in you both something that does not belong to this universe. You seem to have walked very far through time.
Do you come from the future? " "Teacher, I am your seventh disciple, Chaos," Shen Mu said.
"I have come back here to see you. " The Master of Miluo Palace stared at them blankly, then suddenly said, "Is the future well?
" "The future is well," Shen Mu said with a smile.
The Master of Miluo Palace fell silent. His dead, still Dao Heart seemed gradually to revive, his ideals returning. He staggered into the golden hall, and in hall after hall he mourned the friends of the past, the living beings and the years gone by.
After a long while he walked out of the golden hall. His seventh disciple and the little girl had vanished.
The Master of Miluo Palace was overcome with a sense of loss. After the Calamity of Destruction came the Calamity of Creation.
When the Calamity of Creation erupted, the Five Primes evolved; when the Grand Ultimate Dao evolved into the Myriad Daos of Heaven and Earth, a new universe was born.
Old Man Wuyai sat in the Jade Pool beneath the World Tree, idly taking up Primal Essence Liquid and rubbing the grime from his body.
The Calamity of Destruction and the Calamity of Creation were grand and magnificent, to be sure, but they always left him covered in dust. "Brother Daoist Wuyai.
" Hearing this voice, Old Man Wuyai poked his head out of the Jade Pool and looked out.
Seeing a man with graying temples leading a little girl approaching, he hurriedly leaped out of the Jade Pool, swiftly put on his clothes, and said with a chuckle, "I know you! You are not of this universe, I saw you leap out of the Chaos. " "I am Chaos, seventh disciple of the Master of Miluo Palace.
In the future I will receive benefit from you, Brother Daoist, and so I have come especially to thank you for your aid.
" The young man smiled and said, "You will help me in the future, and I have no way to repay you.
I owe you a favor, and so I had no choice but to return to the past and write you an IOU.
" Old Man Wuyai laughed and said, "So you are Miluo's disciple.
What standing do I have? By seniority, even Miluo must call me senior. Why would I need your IOU?
That will not do!
Forget it, forget it, no need for an IOU.
" Shen Mu's expression was kindly.
"Brother Daoist, you had best keep it. Who knows, it may be of use in the future?
" He wrote out the IOU, and Old Man Wuyai casually took it. Seeing this, Shen Mu kindly reminded him, "Brother Daoist, this IOU cannot pass through the Calamity of Destruction and the Calamity of Creation. You had best put it in the roots of the tree.
" Old Man Wuyai did as he was told and said with a smile, "You are an interesting fellow.
" He looked at the little girl beside Shen Mu, finding her lovely as ice and snow, and said with suspicion, "During the Calamity of Destruction of the First Epoch I saw a little girl beside you. This is her, is it not? Why has she not grown? " Shen Mu smiled and said, "She was born in the future and lives by drawing on the Calamity of Destruction.