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Chapter 1507 The Mystery of the Old Capital Yujing

The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 3

at divine arts pressed down. All the Blind Old Man could do was kick his legs; even the Longtuo Divine Spear was pressed into meek submission, grumbling at him without end. Several days later, the Lame Old Man came racing back swift as wind and lightning, both hands holding up a Xuanliao Demon Ape with glossy black fur. The Xuanliao Demon Ape was huge as a mountain, yet held aloft by him it still slept soundly, snoring like thunder. The Blind Old Man felt the weight on him lighten, and only then breathed a sigh of relief and scrambled up in haste — he had been pinned down for several days, and no doubt Granny Zhu, seeing the Lame Old Man come racing over with the Xuanliao Demon Ape Zhankong in his hands, had let her anger cool and let him off. "Zhankong Rulai was still asleep, and you brought him here anyway?" The Blind Old Man stepped forward to meet him and asked. The Lame Old Man carried Zhankong Rulai over to Shen Mu's side and set this Reclining Buddha down. The fur of the Xuanliao Demon Ape Zhankong Rulai had grown longer than before; there was no telling at all that he was a great Buddha possessed of vast Buddha-dharma and a Buddha-heart — he looked instead like a demon-monster out of Youdu. "He was asleep. Monks and Buddhas were all over the mountains and plains. I tried to wake him, but no matter what I did he would not wake, so I had no choice but to steal him." The Lame Old Man said resentfully: "The monks and Buddhas of the Great Tingming Temple are a stingy lot too — they actually came after me with blades and weapons. Good thing I run fast." The Blind Old Man was speechless. Lord Huo's voice came from the layered depths of Shen Mu's dreams: "Though my junior fellow disciple Zhankong is poor in dharma power and cultivation, in cultivation of the heart he stands above me. He is the only one who comes close to the Old Buddha. With him here, we can hold out another month." He sat within the point between the brows of Shen Mu's primal spirit, his figure swaying as if about to fall, and the beams of Buddha-light from the Buddha Eye between his brows dimmed as well, hard put to hold those Shen Mus fast, unable to keep them from speaking their deluded words. The Xuanliao Demon Ape Zhankong suddenly rose to his feet, yet his eyes remained tightly shut and his snores were like thunder, and in this state he strode into Shen Mu's dream. Once inside Shen Mu's dream, he went on snoring loudly, flopped down and slept soundly, unlike Lord Huo, who still had to rouse his Buddha-dharma to suppress them. Outside, the crowd looked at one another. In the sound of his snoring, the Shen Mus in the dream had all fallen asleep as well, breathing with him, entering dream with him, sleeping sweetly. Seeing this, the crowd finally set their hearts at ease. Granny Zhu lowered the prehistoric divine bow and said softly: "Now that two Buddhas are here, we can hold out another month. I wonder whether Patriarch Wei and Shu Jun and the others have found the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court and drawn the Ten Heavenly Venerables here..." She raised her head and gazed up at the sky. From the summit of the Hundred Thousand Sacred Mountains, one could look up at the sky and see Xuandu as well. Of the Ten Heavenly Venerables at this moment, most should still be in Xuandu, carving up its spoils, subduing the Way of Heaven, and refining the flesh of the Lord of Heaven. To hurry from Xuandu to the Ancestral Court would also take a very long time. The Heavenly Court above the Ancestral Court, though it had Heavenly Venerables holding it down at present, had no great number of them. "And besides, most of the Ten Heavenly Venerables are wounded. Can they really reach the Ancestral Court within this one month and find the Jade Capital City?" Granny Zhu said softly: "Even if they find the Jade Capital City, can they break open the Pixiang Hall and kill that Mira Palace Primordial Sage..." She was heavy with worry. At that very moment, Wei Suifeng and S