Cultivating with Symbiosis Panel-Chapter 624 - 354: Plum and Bamboo Spirit Scrolls, the "Grand Drama" of Patching the Heavens

Chapter 624: Chapter 354: Plum and Bamboo Spirit Scrolls, the "Grand Drama" of Patching the Heavens

In the former sect, there is an unmatched number of Spirit Race in the entire Tao Furnace Realm; the Demon Spirit Inn of the latter is renowned worldwide.

After all, with so many Spiritual Objects in the world, their abilities vary, their Spiritual Powers differ, and their states of mind are unique, making their Cultivation Techniques almost tailor-made. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Therefore, having a guide becomes extremely important.

But now, Li Ye actually feels that the Bamboo Spirit Scroll is walking on a path different from before. Just this point is enough to interest both the Four Seasons Sect and the Bitter Journey Academy.

The Bamboo Spirit Scroll smiled gently.

"True Man, those words flatter me. Although I’ve always been in the Demon Race territory, I’m well aware of what you’ve done, the fall of the Hell Path, the emergence of the Treasure Lotus Lamp, the changes in your sect’s Mountain and River Realm..."

"You know quite a lot." Li Ye squinted his eyes, "The last event happened not long ago, yet you already know about it. How did you find out?"

Even though this was just an incarnation, he dared to come here alone, so he must have some reliance. Even if this peculiar Bamboo Spirit Scroll intended to do something, he was confident he could revert her to her original form.

"Actually, when you dealt with the Immortal Family in Treasure Lotus Village, I knew. I left a bit of Spiritual Power on them."

The Bamboo Spirit Scroll didn’t hide anything.

She walked forward while saying: "The birth of the Hell Path indeed has something to do with us. I can manage to find out certain things.

But this time, I didn’t come to talk about those unpleasant matters.

Instead, I wish to invite you to see a place."

She walked forward slowly.

Numerous young bamboo shoots were already growing underfoot, twisting the space, forming a pathway.

At the end of that path was a village surrounded by a lush green bamboo forest under the heavy snow and a blossoming crimson plum tree standing proudly in the snow.

Surrounded by green mountains and blanketed in snow, this village quietly existed under the protection of the bamboo and plum forests, and smoke seemed to waft from chimneys, with the sounds of children’s joyful laughter coming forth.

No matter how you look at it, it seems very blissful.

In winter, without needing to work, staying home to hibernate is what most ordinary people—and even many cultivators—look forward to.

Li Ye gazed at the village and the surrounding scenery, nodding as he said:

"A world within a painting."

"It seems you have already mastered the divine art of Heavenly Painting, able to create such a world at the very least."

Then he cast his gaze into the distance, pausing for a moment on a pillar or mountain silhouette seeming to connect heaven and earth, raising some questions in his mind.

The Bamboo Spirit Scroll chuckled softly: "Yes, after all, Little Mei and I both need a dwelling place, and can also take care of the unruly children picked up during travels.

In the meantime, we can also brew some things.

Please come with me.

The information your little wolf got was all revealed by me, all those fish are working for me, and they are long-term workers too."

She seemed quite proud as she said this.

Quickening her steps.

Li Ye, now intrigued, followed along. After traversing the long path covered in thick white snow, they finally entered that village.

Then, Li Ye immediately saw several multicolored creatures with legs like columns, exerting effort to push a stone mill in the village center.

Clearly, what flowed from the stone mill was distinctly colored stone slurry.

The colors were extremely pure.

Carrying an essence condensed from heaven and earth, seemingly infused with a certain "Tao Law"’s grand power.

"This wouldn’t be."

"Preparing to refine the Five-Colored Stone to mend the heavens."

Li Ye’s words sounded like a question, but in fact, it was already certain.

"That’s right."

A response came from afar, a voice old yet full of energy.

Subsequently.

An elderly man with white hair approached Li Ye.

Hmm.

This elder was actually dressed quite... splendidly, not only was his brocade robe embroidered with tens of thousands of vividly blooming plum blossoms but also had a wooden hairpin with plum blossoms inserted in his silver hair, almost as if fearing others wouldn’t notice his particular fondness for plum blossoms.

Thus, her identity was beyond question.

"Meiling Scroll."

"So you’ve met and been together for a while."

Li Ye wasn’t particularly surprised, these words were just said for the sake of it.

"Indeed." Meiling Scroll didn’t elaborate on this matter, merely inviting, "As you can see, we are in the process of refining the Five-Colored Stone, and it’s bearing some fruit. Please lend us your insight."

"It could also be considered a token of allegiance from me and Sister Bamboo."

In this scene, Li Ye already had a fairly good idea of what they were doing, and so he approached the stone mill, bowing his head to observe the boiled stone slurry.

Clearly, these stones were gathered from the famous mountains and rivers all over the Tao Furnace Realm, imbued with naturally and earthly born marvelous energies—certainly beyond human replication.

And these mystical forces actually equate to the Tao Laws of heaven and earth—akin to the myth of Nu Wa mending the heavens, they genuinely could be used for that purpose.

Quite impressive.

It seemed there was nothing noticeably wrong.

But Li Ye furrowed his brows: "This... there’s an odd aura here, very similar to that of the Treasure Lotus Lamp. You’re using the methods of the Spiritual Knowledge Academy to replicate the Five-Colored Stone from the myth, aren’t you?"

"Don’t you know I have some disputes with the Spiritual Knowledge Academy, and this method is truly against the natural order?"

Honestly, he felt quite disgusted by the Spiritual Knowledge Academy’s methods. Not acting yet was merely because he hadn’t sensed any bloodthirsty aura from them.

Otherwise, he would have already taken them down.

"Your insight is indeed sharp; we have nothing to hide." Meiling Scroll said: "This world within a painting is where we nurture the Five-Colored Stone from myth."

It seemed to confirm her words.

In the sky, a fiery red and a serene blue figure clashed together explosively, unleashing boundless Spiritual Power in a fleeting moment.

Their battle somehow reached the distant "pillar", instantly shattering it, causing the sky to tear open. From within poured out a flood and blaze threatening to drown everything.

Subsequently, numerous jars, stones, knives, spears, swords, and halberds of Demon Spirits soared from the village, seemingly having practiced countless times, beginning to mend the sky rift and mitigate the effects of the flood and fire.

Repairing the land, stitching the gaps, reshaping rocks, replanting flowers and trees—altogether quite familiar and somewhat dull—these Demon Spirits without humanoid shapes seemed truly laboriously apathetic.

The fish responsible for brewing stone slurry kept busy; among them, one adorned with an Immortal Ribbon and feathered robe, with a slightly sacred aura, used its mouth to propel five rotating colorful stones straight towards the Heavenly Dome.

During this, myriad splendid rays scattered, accompanied by the playing of Immortal Music—if one could overlook the absurdity of a fish carrying stones flying skyward, it was quite mythical and grand.

Subsequently.

Where the fish flew into the sky, an even more radiant light erupted, and the sky rift was mended just like that. A tiny fragment shot forth from there, landing directly in the hand of the Bamboo Spirit Scroll.

She held that piece up to show Li Ye.

"Look."

"This is the Five-Colored Stone we nourished with mythology. Although small, it indeed is imbued with the power of divine tales."

Her tone seemed quite proud.

Li Ye: "..."

He resignedly closed his eyes, glanced at the multicolored stone, then at the far-off scene.

The words were caught in his throat.

What am I supposed to do with you? What on earth is this?

Just.

A bit theatrical.

Like a grand play staged by an opera troupe.