The majestic Mount Buzhou connects heaven and earth, and its surrounding area stretches for countless miles.
At this time, Pangu, the great god, had not long since created the world and was still in the early primordial period. His innate spiritual energy was extremely abundant and intertwined with the evil energy that had not yet dissipated in the world, churning and bubbling among the mountains and rivers.
At this time, Buzhou Mountain was not flawed, so it was still called Zhou Mountain.
This mountain range stretches endlessly, with peaks and ridges overlapping, where mountains and water blend seamlessly. The main peak is majestic and steep, supporting the lofty blue sky. From afar, it is shrouded in clouds and mist, obscuring its summit.
On the southern slope of the main peak, in a secluded valley, shrouded in white mist, lies a primordial array.
A lush gourd vine stands tall in the middle of the formation, climbing up the cliff.
This gourd vine is an innate spiritual root that has existed since the beginning of time. It is incredibly wondrous and can be considered the number one treasure in Zhou Mountain.
The gourd vines were thousands of feet tall, incredibly lush and verdant, with a spiritual aura emanating from their stems and vines. Seven gourds hung from them, swaying gently in the wind.
The seven gourds, each a different color and emitting a faint glow, are rare treasures in the world.
Among them, a purple gourd is particularly mysterious, clearly different from the other six gourds, yet it remains unseen by the world.
The gourd's outer skin is shrouded in a purple mist and gleams with light, and its interior holds even more wonders.
The other gourds are all in a state of chaos, without a trace of spirituality. Once they are picked and slightly refined, they can become a treasure.
The purple gourd, however, was different. Although its interior was also a chaotic mess, a spark of spiritual consciousness was being nurtured at the center of that chaos, pulsating slightly within a wisp of pure spiritual energy.
If one's spiritual consciousness matures in the future and breaks free from the world, one will surely become a primordial deity, favored by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and leave behind a name in the primordial world.
This particular spiritual consciousness is distinctly different from other innate deities, because it is the manifestation of a soul that transmigrated from a later era…
The original owner of the soul was named Hu Le. He grew up on a planet called Blue Star. He was an ordinary person in terms of both appearance and talent. His only hobby was mountain climbing and exploration.
One day, while climbing a mountain, he found a peculiar gourd seed in a secluded valley, and tragedy struck...
Under a clear, bright sun, a sudden explosion rang out in the void.
Rumble!
A bolt of lightning, shrouded in purple mist, struck down from the sky and landed squarely on Hu Le.
Hu Le was cremated on the spot. Just as his soul was about to turn to ashes, the gourd seed suddenly burst forth with a burst of purple light, enveloping his true spirit and disappearing into the void...
And so, Hu Le inexplicably arrived in the primordial wilderness and became a primordial spirit nurtured within the gourd.
In the primordial chaos, without counting the years, the seven gourds on the gourd vine slowly began to ripen. The true spirit within the purple gourd also rapidly grew stronger, vaguely taking on a human form, and gradually transforming from illusion into reality...
In fact, more than 100,000 years ago, Hu Le had already regained consciousness and his senses, but he was unable to take human form because the time was not right.
Most innate deities are favored by the Great Dao and are given a wisp of the Great Dao's secrets in the dark. They use this to absorb spiritual energy and comprehend the Great Dao. Once their magical power and cultivation are sufficient, they will naturally take human form.
Although Hu Le came from a later era, the Great Dao is impartial, and all things have a glimmer of hope. As long as he does not defy the Great Dao, he will not be easily eliminated.
Furthermore, as time passed, he had long been assimilated by the innate spiritual energy within the purple gourd, transforming from an acquired to an innate being, gradually becoming no different from an innate deity, and the Great Dao would no longer harm him.
Of course, at the beginning, his true spirit still carried a trace of people from later generations, so he naturally could not receive the favor of the Great Dao. Although it was not enough to send down a bolt of lightning to kill him, he could not dream of the unique spiritual power of the Great Dao of the innate saints.
Without the spiritual energy bestowed by the Great Dao, Hu Le was naturally not qualified to comprehend the Great Dao, let alone comprehend various supernatural powers and methods from it. At first, he could only rely on his instincts to absorb and exhale innate spiritual energy, clumsily accumulating magical power and cultivation little by little.
If nothing unexpected happens, it will be many more eons before he can take human form from this.
Fortunately, there's always a way out. The purple gourd he inhabited was naturally imbued with a bit of spiritual energy. After Hu Le pondered it for a while, he also gained some rudimentary Taoist techniques and supernatural abilities, and his cultivation level gradually improved...
Time flies, and years pass by.
Millions of years have passed, and the outside world has changed beyond recognition, but the mountains remain quiet and peaceful, with lush grass and birdsong everywhere, full of vitality.
The innate gourds on the gourd vines also began to mature one by one, emitting rays of perfect and flawless light.
Hu Le's form inside the purple gourd became increasingly solid, as if he was just a little bit away from transforming into a real person and gaining true freedom.
Just as Hu Le was diligently cultivating and striving to transform into human form as soon as possible, a seven-colored auspicious cloud slowly flew in from outside the mountain.
Above the clouds stood a robust, horned blue ox, with a yin-yang symbol hanging from its horns. An old Taoist priest with a white beard sat cross-legged on the ox's back.
The old Taoist priest had a ruddy complexion, white hair, and a youthful face. With a calm expression, he rode his blue ox slowly to the outside of the valley. He merely glanced at the innate grand formation, then raised his hand and pointed. The grand formation instantly and silently shattered, revealing the true face of the valley.
The old Taoist spurred his green ox and strolled to the gourd vine. Looking at the seven gourds hanging on the vine, he couldn't help but stroke his beard and chuckle.
"The Great Dao creates things, and Heaven refines them; this is all there is to it."
The old Taoist priest secretly praised it, then sat quietly on the ox's back, waiting for the gourd to ripen.
Before long, a melodious bell rang out from the top of the clouds, and then the sky brightened, revealing a tall and majestic deity in the clouds.
The newcomer was dressed in a golden robe, draped in seventy-two rays of light, with a wheel of merit swirling behind his head. His expression was solemn and dignified, and a fist-sized bronze bell hung at his waist.
The bronze bell is entirely of a chaotic color, emitting a faint glow, which shows that it is quite extraordinary.
As soon as the newcomer appeared, a faint aura of pressure emanated from Zhou Mountain.
For a time, it was able to contend with the remaining Pangu pressure on Zhou Mountain.
Zhou Shan was formed from the spine of Pangu after his death. It not only stands tall and upright, but also exudes the pressure left behind by Pangu.
Apart from the various creatures born within Buzhou Mountain, no one outside the mountain, below the level of a Golden Immortal, can approach within 100,000 li of Buzhou Mountain.
This deity was able to withstand the oppressive power of Pangu with its own energy, suggesting it was no ordinary innate deity.
As the newcomer descended slowly on auspicious clouds, the old Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged on a green ox, came into view.
So he took a step forward, came to the old Taoist's side, and gave a smiling bow.
"So it's Brother Taiqing. It's been many years. How have you been?"
The old Taoist priest got up, dismounted from the green ox, and returned the greeting. "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am well, and Your Majesty is as handsome as ever. Congratulations!"
Just as the two were exchanging pleasantries, a colorful auspicious cloud suddenly flew in from outside the mountain. The two looked closely and realized that they recognized the person who had come.
Standing atop the clouds was a goddess of unparalleled beauty, draped in rosy light and radiating an aura of merit; she was none other than Nuwa, the great goddess of Phoenix Perch Mountain.
Nuwa came to the two of them, dispelled the strange phenomena around her, and bowed to them first.
The two smiled and returned the greeting...
Not long after Nuwa arrived, another ball of red light flew in from beyond the sky; it was none other than the Red Cloud Ancestor from the Fire Cloud Cave.
Then, a rainbow light flew in from the west, and the person who came was Lu Ya Dao Ren, a hermit from West Kunlun.
Just after Lu Ya arrived, two more Taoists flew in closely behind.
Like Taiqing Daoren, both of them were transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu. One was named Yuqing Yuanshi, and the other was Shangqing Lingbao. The gods of the prehistoric world called them the Three Pure Ones.
After greeting everyone, Daoist Yuqing and Daoist Shangqing waited quietly.
Hu Le, who was hiding in the gourd, sensed the arrival of the crowd and couldn't help but cry out inwardly, "Oh no!"
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