850: Chapter 227: Imprisoning the Sun (Special Reason Combined Once)_5 850: Chapter 227: Imprisoning the Sun (Special Reason Combined Once)_5 Bai Ze pondered deeply, yet he felt the brush in his claws buzzing and trembling.
When he lowered his head to look, he saw the pitch-black bristles had turned even blacker.
They seemed even more ordinary than before.
Bai Ze lowered his gaze and caught a fleeting glimpse of a character on the shaft of the brush.
“Judgement?” Bai Ze read the character out loud, puzzled.
All Bai Zes of past generations had been historians in the Heavenly Court; that much he knew.
Hence, they held countless secrets of heaven and earth.
Even those ancient beings that had lived long enough could not compare to it in this regard.
Bai Ze even dared to assert that beings like Tai Zu and Phoenix Ancestor might not know as much about themselves as was recorded in the Bai Ze Building.
Nothing is left out of the Bai Ze Building!
But this brush… it was truly unrecorded.
Had the Bai Ze Building omitted tales of Bai Ze?
That was curious indeed!
Little Bai Ze turned to look at the Bai Ze Building.
Should he venture into the Bai Ze Building before restoring Old Bai Ze’s Tao cultivation?
He hesitated.
…
In the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky, Su He Taizu slowly closed his eyes.
The pressure from the constant projection of consciousness was indeed immense.
It greatly disturbed the aged turtle’s sleep.
For several days in a row, Old Turtle was so obsessed with Su He’s mythical past life stories, not missing a single detail, that he made Su He recount them over and over, even listening to the Western myths.
Though he nodded continuously, Su He always felt that he had a certain disdain for some things…
Old Turtle was not just listening but even asking questions.
Myths were after all legends and could be contradictory; not all could be told by Su He in full detail.
However, Tai Zu didn’t mind too much.
Once he confirmed Su He had no precise answers, he no longer troubled him.
With the Xuanwu Demonstration Decision, Su He’s training method, Old Turtle did not hide anything and explained it thoroughly to him.
The discussions alone often left Su He in shock.
Shocked by Su He’s boundless imagination—he wondered if he could imprison an entire starry sky like Tai Zu and adorn his own Inner World.
Wouldn’t that mean Star Fates wouldn’t have to painstakingly seek Proof of the Tao as the Four Sacred Beasts, right?
He also thought this turtle kid might have been infected by White Spirit’s recklessness, courting death.
He glanced at Su He, whose expression was forever calm and unruffled, now with a touch of astonishment.
“Turtle Kid, the ancestor has cultivated for thirty million years, never refining a single great sun, never daring to let one collide with my Inner World.
Who gave you the audacity to covet the entire starry sky?”
With the vastness of the world and the multitude of living beings, who would dare to rebel?
Even if the source sprang forth, he could smash it to pieces.
Tai Zu never underestimated himself.
With his Tao cultivation, in any era, whether the Heavenly Court Era or Ancient Times, he would always rank among the top few.
Laughed at by Tai Zu, Su He shrank his neck and sobered up, abandoning his fantasies to reconstruct his cultivation technique anew.
Everyone’s Way of the Xuanwu was different; hence, the Xuanwu Demonstration Decision provided no specific instructions on how to breathe or practice…
there were no specific cultivation techniques.
There was only the Way, which had to be realized.
Tai Zu couldn’t possibly create a cultivation technique for him that led straight to the top; if he did, it would be Tai Zu’s cultivation technique, not Su He’s.
This path, Su He had to walk on his own.
Tai Zu could only offer enlightenment.
Much like when Phoenix Ancestor provided guidance to Phoenix Chao Fei, a single comment—that the Vermilion Bird was not in the bloodline, but above the head, in the stars—cleared up the confusion that had plagued Phoenix Chao Fei for tens of thousands of years, allowing him to find his path in an instant.
Still, Su He’s time spent in cultivation was far too short, too little.
It was somewhat unrealistic to expect him to create a complete cultivation technique in a short time.
Tai Zu gave him a token that allowed him to go to Guiwang Mountain and comprehend the Guiwang Mountain Taoist Scripture.
After doing all this, Tai Zu slowly closed his eyes once more, falling back into slumber.
Ya Ya had not yet awakened.
Su Huanian also immersed himself again in cultivation.
Su He’s mind was tumultuous, restless, which wasn’t conducive to cultivation.
Although he had Tai Zu’s guidance, the way of the Xuanwu was unclear, lacking a viable cultivation method.
Blind training could lead to a misstep, falling into an irredeemable catastrophe.
And then there was the Power of Time, about which Su He had no clue.
Tai Zu did suggest that since the Star Ring required a massive amount of energy, he should give it just that!
But such things, Su He did not know where to find them.
The Star Ring could not accumulate little by little; it needed an abrupt surge, an explosive burst of energy.
Even the White Tiger Ruin, struck by a column of light, had failed to absorb energy.
If that wasn’t explosive enough, what could help?
To have Tai Zu cut off one of his legs to experiment with an explosion?
Please, even if Tai Zu wouldn’t kill him, he’d die in the explosion.
Tai Zu did propose that he try moving the Star Ring outside of his body to form a shield, something akin to a Golden Bell, which might prove useful.
But Su He didn’t know how to do that.
Days went by as he plunged into deep contemplation.
Then, unexpectedly, a light flashed beside him, and the Toad landed directly into his Sea of Consciousness.
As soon as it appeared, it started croaking away, its belly inflated, clearly indicating a rich harvest.
Yet, it wore a look of having suffered a loss, patting its stomach while complaining to Su He, “Why didn’t you come back?!”
Running out of Baiyun Palace and not returning, if Su He had been there, even the gains from this roll of the dice could have matched what was in Emperor Luan’s Secret Chamber.
Perhaps the Su Family’s treasury could have been expanded again…
No, that’s wrong.
Frog Lord’s treasures, why should they have anything to do with the Old Su Family?
Croaking away, it leaped out of Su He’s Sea of Consciousness and looked up to see the sleeping Tai Zu, its mouth gaping open in shock for a good while, then it was slowly picked up by the chin and lifted back.