Chapter 54: Digging Up the Grave
Chapter 54: Digging Up the Grave
"We're just waiting anyway. As long as we don't step more than nine steps away, we're safe. We can dig in the dirt."
The heavens not only listen to advice, but may also be somewhat stubborn and foolish.
It's not about being stupid, but rather about having the spirit of a fool.
"You, your idea... is very good." The Yin-Yang Taoist stammered.
Yes, you can dig in the soil.
Digging up soil and carrying it back is also a contribution to the ancient world.
Coincidentally not.
He himself possessed the Yin-Yang Sword, and Kunwu possessed the Kunwu Sword, both of which were top-grade innate spiritual treasures, perfectly suited for digging.
Don't be fooled by the fact that this sword looks tattered; it's actually just like the people in it—it's hard to damage.
Or rather, they are indestructible; as the primordial world improves, their companion spirit treasures will also improve.
The pagoda in the hands of the Azure Sky Daoist was only a high-grade innate spiritual treasure, but the flag he held was no ordinary one; it was one of the famous Five Directions Treasure Flags.
It is the famous Western Plain Cloud Banner, which will be the future Jade Pool's Gathering Immortal Banner.
It's not hard to see from this the direction this banner is heading.
Originally belonging to the heavens, it was obtained by Hongjun after his death, and later Hongjun gave it to him as one of his virgin boys.
They were all action-oriented, and although one of them was a bit crazy and the other two were eccentric, they were definitely men of action.
Digging is a simple, easy job.
"Pah! Pah! Let's dig!"
The Yin-Yang Taoist spat twice, rubbed his hands together, and began digging with his Yin-Yang sword.
Upon seeing this, Kunwu immediately followed suit and began the great task of digging.
"Wait a moment, fellow Daoist, I understand."
Suddenly, Kunwu, who had been digging a few times, suddenly said that he understood.
"What do you know?" the Yin-Yang Taoist asked, puzzled.
"My strength has increased?" Kunwu said excitedly.
"How did you enhance yourself?" The Yin-Yang Taoist was bewildered.
Even though everything has been enhanced, I still haven't discovered where my special abilities lie.
According to Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, one's abilities should be omnipresent. Humans have Yin and Yang, heaven and earth have Yin and Yang, and all things have Yin and Yang, but...
Where is the Yin and Yang I'm looking for?
Could it be that all the blessings were applied to his own mouth?
"I... I get stronger by digging in the dirt!" Kunwu exclaimed excitedly.
"This is possible?" The Yin-Yang Taoist was puzzled.
"Yes, yes, Fellow Daoist Yin Yang, didn't you tell me that Fellow Daoist Kunpeng said that Fellow Daoist Kunwu is the ancestor of all mountains... and also the ancestor of metallurgy and casting, and earth is also a type of mountain range," Cang Qiong explained.
"How come you have such a good memory?" The Yin-Yang Taoist was speechless.
"Because I also know what my special ability is, but I haven't had a chance to tell you yet," Cang Qiong finally said.
"Huh? You're aware of your own abilities now?"
The Yin-Yang Taoist realized that this was clearly using his power to control Yin and Yang.
Is this karma?
"What is your ability?" However, she couldn't help but ask.
"Me?" Cang Qiong said, "I don't quite understand the specifics yet, but when I see the sky of this world, I feel myself getting stronger."
"You, you?"
The Taoist priest's hands trembled, unsure how to express himself.
They're so mean! They all discovered their own special abilities, but I didn't. Why is that?
"Huff, huff!" The Yin-Yang Taoist didn't want to talk anymore.
All the grief and anger turned into motivation to dig the pit.
Each sword strike wasn't digging a pit; it was clearly questioning: — No, why, why?
The two seemed to have noticed the Yin-Yang Taoist's sadness.
They're both bad at comforting people; one is good at stirring up trouble, and the other likes to listen to what others have to say.
Asking them to comfort me... I can't do that.
Let's dig a hole, it'll make us stronger anyway.
Especially for Kunwu Daoist, every time he dug, he felt himself getting a little stronger.
"Hehe!" So much so that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"You?" The Yin-Yang Taoist's trembling hands trembled even more.
"Don't misunderstand, Fellow Daoist Yin Yang. I'm not laughing at you; I'm laughing at myself. Laughing at how I got stronger by digging and digging. I'm really not laughing at you," Kunwu explained.
It would have been better if he hadn't explained it; the explanation almost shattered the Daoist's resolve.
The Celestial Daoist was deeply saddened by this, but he was unable to offer any comfort.
They had no choice but to transport the soil they dug out back.
He pulled out the plain-colored cloud-patterned flag from his waist and began to fill it with soil. Once he had enough weight, he started to carry it back.
Traveling between the primordial world and the apocalyptic world, the Celestial Daoist experienced what happiness truly meant: happiness was digging soil, happiness was the busy and arduous task of moving things.
Happiness is the process of gradually becoming stronger.
Happiness may be relative; for example, seeing the suffering of the Yin-Yang Taoist priest makes one happy.
Although it's inhumane, I can't help it.
"Haha..." he laughed.
Even more outrageous, Kunwu couldn't help but chuckle, while he simply burst out laughing.
While filling the container with soil, he smiled in front of the Yin-Yang Taoist.
"No, listen to my excuses, no, fellow Daoist Yin Yang, listen to my explanation."
Cang Qiong quickly got up to explain.
"Hmph!" The Yin-Yang Daoist snorted coldly, "No need to explain. What's the point of explaining? Those who understand will understand, and those who don't need no explanation. This old Daoist isn't stupid. This old Daoist sincerely wishes you two well, and this old Daoist doesn't care at all."
"Hmph!" The power of grief and indignation seemed a bit too strong.
With a clang, the Yin-Yang Taoist's sword, which he had plunged into the ground, suddenly encountered an obstacle.
This shock made the Yin-Yang Taoist's hands go numb, and he could no longer hold the Yin-Yang Sword.
He was utterly shocked.
The shock came not only from his own hands being jolted apart, but also from the fleeting energy emanating from the sword.
Myself? Seems? Appears?
I felt something unusual just now.
It wasn't just the energy transmitted when the sword in my hand encountered an obstacle, but also the feeling that my body had been unlocked—a mysterious and inexplicable sensation.
It's like a sixth sense; you've figured out something that's very important to you.
"Fellow Daoist, you've really misunderstood. I..." Cang Qiong was about to explain.
"Stop talking, stop talking!" the Yin-Yang Taoist hurriedly stopped him.
Then he gripped the sword that was stuck in the ground again.
"Wow, I really, I really felt it."
His ability to change his expression is as fast as his name suggests; he's a master of ambiguity.
"What's going on, fellow Daoist?" Kunwu and Cangqiong also noticed.
"Don't speak, wait a minute, wait a minute."
The Yin-Yang Taoist quickly sprang into action, digging the ground with great effort.
Soon he dug out a big pit. At the bottom of the pit was a sharp, irregularly shaped stone that was high in the middle and gradually lower on both sides.
The reason why the Yin-Yang Taoist was blocked while digging the pit was because of this rock.
Furthermore, every time the sword strikes the stone, a tiny amount of energy is transmitted, which clearly indicates that the problem lies with the stone.
"Is this... a stone, or...?"
As the Taoist priest dug deeper, the area of the stone also increased.
It's a huge pit, and we still haven't reached the edge.
However, the Yin-Yang Taoist's senses grew stronger and stronger; there was a rich Yin-Yang aura below, and he was certain of it.
"grave?"
Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar word slipped out of his mouth.
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