Secret Buyer-Chapter 339 - 260: Human Ancestor Position, Anchoring Buzhou (Part 1/3)_2

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Chapter 339: Chapter 260: Human Ancestor Position, Anchoring Buzhou (Part 1/3)_2

In addition, it doesn’t have the unique uses of places like the Eight Sceneries Palace and the Five Mansions Temple.

It’s worth noting that even the Dragon-Carving Platform can transform one’s divine thought into a Dragon-Carving Celestial Saber with just a thought!

Buzhou doesn’t seem to have this capability—or perhaps it’s just that I haven’t discovered it myself.

However.

Zhang Fusheng found a difference.

"When I use the Power of Touching Void to connect with the real Buzhou, I feel a kind of... a sense of disorder?"

"No, it’s an ancient feeling."

He closed his eyes, placing his hands on the Profound Yellow Land at the top of Buzhou Mountain, quietly sensing.

Indeed.

That ’ancient feeling’ is extremely dense, accompanied by a feeling of disorder in cause and effect, as if...

"It’s like my hands are touching time from eternities past."

Zhang Fusheng murmured, suddenly enlightened.

"Since the Other Shore Flower Cluster of ten thousand years into the future can be successfully anchored."

"Then why can’t the untouched Buzhou from the Ancient Years be anchored too?"

He fell into deep thought. He hadn’t thought about it in detail before, but now the more he thought, the more frightening it became.

Seen in this light, the ’anchor’ of the Divine Realm is almost a Great Divine Technique!

Things on the same time plane—such as the scenery in the current Different Dimension can be anchored directly, ignoring space,

And scenes on different time planes can also be anchored, ignoring time differences!

The future’s Nine Netherworld, the past’s Buzhou.

The former is fine, only separated from the present by ten thousand years, but Buzhou?

From when Buzhou stood to now, the time gap is probably too vast to be measured in years.

"When I stand in the Other Shore Flower Cluster, I can communicate with future beings and obtain crucial information for the present."

"Then, when I stand atop Buzhou and touch the past..." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Zhang Fusheng was speechless.

He rubbed the Profound Yellow Land, and at the moment, had only one thought, one idea.

He wanted to carve a line here.

’Zhang Fusheng was here.’

Who could refuse to leave their name on the Divine Pillar that supports the heavens?

But no matter how hard Zhang Fusheng tried, he couldn’t leave even the tiniest scratch on the Profound Yellow Land.

The firmness of this truly ancient Divine Mountain was simply not something he could shake.

Indeed.

If a Celestial Human could leave marks on Buzhou, wouldn’t it mean that any slightly powerful Divine Buddha could easily topple the Buzhou Celestial Pillar?

But throughout history, only Gonggong could.

"If it’s difficult to leave marks on the material level, then what about the spiritual level?"

Zhang Fusheng murmured, taking a deep breath. His Divine Thought surged into a boundless ocean and then roamed inside the Heaven and Earth Tablet of the Five Mansions Temple,

Thus, the Divine Thought transformed into ’Immortal Thoughts,’ enduring ancient epochs without decay, as long as no external force destroyed it.

"In some mythologies, Gonggong angrily touched Buzhou Mountain, which led to the collapse of the Celestial Pillar and the Earth’s network breaking, and the broken part of the Celestial Pillar was refined by Primordial Celestial Venerable into a Heaven-Flipping Seal..."

Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts moved, instantly teleporting to the foot of the mountain.

Looking up, the mountain stood infinitely high, like a profound yellow waterfall flowing upward with no end in sight.

He stood at the foot, muttering to himself, contemplating:

"The broken part of the mountain was refined into a treasure, so what about the remaining parts of the mountain? Were they also taken, or did they remain on the land as relics?"

Zhang Fusheng didn’t know.

Therefore, at the foot of the mountain, he used the Power of Touching Void and, with his Immortal Thoughts, left a line on the foothill.

Zhang Fusheng was here.

As his fingers moved away and the Power of Touching Void dissipated, the Immortal Thoughts still lingered on the Profound Yellow surface of the rocky foot, minuscule but real.

"Will you persist until today?"

Zhang Fusheng murmured, holding no hopes—he was only guessing if the lower half of the mountain had survived,

But it might have been taken by some Great Divine Power User, right?

However.

What if?

Zhang Fusheng wondered, if this segment of Buzhou Mountain had indeed survived, where would it be at this moment?

Unknown.

"Wa..."

He murmured a respected name, recalling Wa’s warning and suddenly became lost in thought.

"No matter who you want to be, you must be yourself first."

"I am myself first."

Zhang Fusheng exhaled lightly, his thoughts slowly retreating from the Divine Realm.

......

The Capital.

Source Point Research Institute, central institute.

The old dean coughed, looking at the student beside him, who also happened to be the most gifted in scientific research in the central institute, Jiang Feiniao.

"Are you still researching the time particle oscillations in the Golden Province?"

"Yes, teacher."

Jiang Feiniao replied without looking up, her two fingers simultaneously operating on two screens,

She kept an eye on the time particle fluctuations of the Golden Province while also observing various data from the mother planet.

Jiang Feiniao casually asked:

"Teacher, has there been any progress on the research report of the mother planet?"

The old dean slightly nodded:

"There have been some insights, but why do you care about this? Human energy is limited, studying too many things at once can lead to becoming proficient at none."

Jiang Feiniao smiled:

"If that researcher named Cui Qingyi can manage multiple tasks at once, why can’t I?"

The old man calmly said:

"She’s dead."

"Ah??" The young girl lifted her head in surprise, her face full of astonishment.

The old dean spoke tranquilly:

"She died over a month ago. An autopsy was conducted and it was found she was a clone... I had someone investigate, and that girl’s talent was indeed no worse than yours."

"She was very bold, cloning at least hundreds of bodies simultaneously, spread across the mother planet, her true self somewhere unknown doing multiple tasks simultaneously, only..."

The old dean sighed softly:

"The clones of hers that have been tracked down have all died, and their times of death were the same. If I’m not mistaken, it seems her true self encountered an accident."

Jiang Feiniao opened her mouth, speechless for a long time.

The electronic screen beside her suddenly vibrated.

She opened it to check, and spoke dejectedly:

"It’s a message from the exploration team, they’ve reached the foundation of the mother planet again, but probably with no results, just like before."

After a pause,

Jiang Feiniao casually tapped the screen, projecting a real-time video feed from the exploration team,

She put aside the matter of Cui Qingyi for the time being, sighed lightly, and said:

"There are too many unresolved mysteries in this world, Different Dimensions, Star Beasts, and the mother planet....."

Jiang Feiniao’s face showed a look of confusion:

"I really don’t understand, how does the mother planet exist in the form of a ’continent’, and float stably in the starry sky?"

The old dean calmly said:

"The true core of the mother planet is the foundational layer, which is extremely sturdy, bearing the core and surface layers."

"And according to some recent research findings, the history of the foundational layer is immensely old, with data even proving that the ’age’ of the foundational layer is much older than the universe."

Jiang Feiniao pondered, opening a three-dimensional model of the deeper layers of the mother planet,

In the image, there was a huge, erect cylindrical structure, entirely resembling a mountain rock, yet showing another form at the same time.

Just like half of the Profound Yellow Waterfall.

(Indeed, it’s late again, it took three hours to handle a card transaction at the business hall..... Tomorrow I’ll make up the three thousand words that were due yesterday, today’s will have to wait until the weekend.)