The memories of the past were like scenes reflected in the sky under the water. After the ripples caused by the gravel hitting the water, the memories gradually resurfaced. The past experiences and memories made A Zhao's expression slightly pale, but his eyes still remained.
Calmly, he said:
"Here, Master Wei Yuan, why did your hair suddenly turn gray?"
"I just went through some things."
Wei Yuan's tone was calm.
"Miss Chen Zhao, you are doing well lately. I have some things I would like to ask you about."
"This is not a coincidence."
The joyful and relaxed look in Wu Fu's eyes that belonged to the previous girl A Zhao gradually faded away, but this scene was so subtle that it was almost impossible to detect it. She said: "I just brought flowers from Sister Jue, but the owner of the Wei Hall gave them to me."
I was shocked. Now that I have fallen here, I have to apologize to Sister Jue first."
"Then pick up the things on the side of the road."
"Otherwise, I will be told by the aunt next door later..."
She naturally changed the topic and gave a reason that was too natural to refuse. She pointed to the fragments of flower pots on the ground and said, "Besides, it's not good to accidentally hurt someone. Is the guard going out?"
"
"If there's anything else, why don't we talk about it in detail when we get back."
Wei Yuan looked at Wu Fu, nodded slowly, and said: "Then, in the afternoon, I hope to have a good chat with Miss Chen Zhao." The white-haired swordsman turned around and walked away without any nostalgia, and his appearance remained the same.
The gentle girl opened her eyes.
The childishness, warmth, and innocence in the eyes of that girl A Zhao quickly dissipated.
What replaced it was the depth that once made countless heroes tremble in their hearts.
Memory shapes her character. When her memory is lost, she can feel insecure and even gradually integrate into the old street, just like that sixteen-year-old girl. But after the memory returns, she can only be that person.
The empress is ruthless and doesn't leave any room for others or herself.
When I returned to the house, I took out the broom and cleaned these things.
She knew a direct showdown and confrontation was likely to follow.
However, her mind suddenly recalled the tarot cards from that day.
The rightful emperor.
That's your end.
answer--
supreme right, and,
Absolute spiritual loneliness.
……………………
Wei Yuan did have other important things to do when he went out. Since he had already greeted the Heavenly Master before, he went to Longhu Mountain without any ceremony and without any psychological burden at all.
Teacher's Mansion.
Tianshi Mansion, back mountain, lotus pond.
The old Taoist priest was dull.
Little Ah Xuan was dull.
A pond of lotus, perhaps due to the gradual recovery and further improvement of spiritual energy, even in the early days of spring, the lotus pond is actually in full bloom. There is a stone table and a stone chair. The person in front of me has white hair and a blue shirt, and he is holding his chin with one hand.
, holding a chess piece in his fingers and tapping on the stone table, his appearance was lazy.
But the temperament is cold.
handsome!
Black cats are entrenched in the arms.
Xiao Yu'er stretched out her fingers to braid the young man's white hair.
He didn't care, he just tapped the chessboard lazily. He said he was truly an unparalleled guest in the world, but he was actually a banished immortal from the heavenly realm. The other female cultivators of the Taoist sect who were passing by looked at him in a daze, missed the mark, and murmured with shame.
Turning red, the old Taoist looked away stiffly.
Looking at a certain sword master in front of him who is holding his chin with one hand and holding chess pieces with his fingers, and the young Taoist boy beside him is helping to braid his hair. It is obvious that this guy has always looked like a cold and abstinent Taoist sword master, but the old Taoist priest clearly saw this
The nine fox tails behind the bastard were swishing like dog tails.
You're secretly enjoying yourself, right?
Your kid is definitely having fun secretly, right?!
He was so proud that he even lost his face.
I heard the sound of a female disciple hitting a tree again.
The blue veins on the old Heavenly Master's forehead stretched out, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Wuliang, you Heavenly Lord, you dead vixen, are you here to cause trouble in my place?!"
"Are you here to break the Taoist aspirations of my Longhu Mountain disciples?!"
"No, no, no, I, ahem, I am a descendant of Yanhuang with pure blood and pure soul."
"What are you doing here at Longhu Mountain?!"
The old Heavenly Master sneered: "You are holding a stick of incense in this posture."
The head of the guard hall was surprised and said:
"Eh? Fellow Daoist Zhang, how do you know that my white hair is smooth, not frizzy, and extremely shiny?"
Zhang Ruosu, who also had white hair: "..."
"Are you just here to cause trouble, vixen?!"
A moment later, the old Heavenly Master angrily slammed the table and stood up, pretending to draw his sword and strike the bastard vixen in front of him. Ah Xuan and Zhao Gongming both stopped him, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads: "Brother, brother, calm down."
"Heavenly Master, I can't do it! Heavenly Master, I can't do it!"
Finally, Xiao Yu'er and Feng Siyu braided Wei Yuan's white hair. His hair is now black and white. The white hair is braided into braids, and then made into a bun. The white hair is mixed with the temples. Five thousand years
The distant past of the reincarnation became more and more obvious. Wei Yuan picked up the tea and faced the old Heavenly Master who was itching his teeth with hatred and said:
"So, you came to Longhu Mountain just to show off?"
"Not really."
Wei Yuan looked solemn and said: "There are indeed a few things. The first thing is that I hope to ask Longhu Mountain for some soul-nourishing medicine..."
"Secondly, Longhu Mountain has been at the top of the Taoist sect for a long time. We should know many monk sects who are good at forging and refining swords... I may need your help to try to recast a sword."
, the cast Chang'an sword was brought out and placed on the table.
The old Taoist's forehead jumped, and he stretched out his fingers to touch the Chang'an sword, which was more like a ball of chaotic iron than a sword. He felt that even in the cold place on this mountain, there was still a burning aura flowing along the fingertips.
It rose up, and among them, the veteran Taoist, whose attainments in the thunder method were unparalleled in history, took a breath of air-conditioning.
"What are you doing? How many times has your sword been tempered?"
"Why is it like this now?"
"This matter is beyond words."
"Then let's make a long story short."
Wei Yuan glanced at Zhao Gongming, who was transformed by Jin Crow's good thoughts, and said: "Probably, he fought twice with the last Golden Crow in the wilderness. The first time he was melted, and the second time he fell into the thunder and fire of the wilderness.
, it ended up like this.”
Zhao Caishen's forehead twitched.
Wei Yuan made a lightning move and pressed the God of Wealth's right eyelid, causing his left eye to twitch.
Well, if the left eye jumps to bring wealth, the right eye jumps to disaster.
no problem.
The leader of the guard hall, who had gone through the wilderness and finally worked in vain, said to himself very piously, "God of Wealth, take care". The old Taoist next to him smiled bitterly and said: "Forget it, the old Taoist is not surprised, maybe because it is similar to
There are so many things going on that I actually feel that it is natural for you to do such a thing."
"If you go to the wilderness and don't get anything done, it would be abnormal."
The old man had a free and easy attitude, and then said jokingly and humorously: "To be honest, you didn't kidnap the concubine of the Emperor of Heaven. Old Taoist, I even thought that your skills have declined, hahahaha..." The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, beside him
Jinwu Zhao Gongming also had no choice but to laugh along with him.
Smiling and laughing, the two of them found that the white-haired guard opposite them did not smile.
Not only was he not smiling, but his face was full of surprise and admiration.
So the two of them slowly stopped laughing.
"Ha, haha... Ha, you should not..."
The white hair on the temples of the old Taoist was wet.
Wei Yuan sighed in admiration: "He is indeed the first heavenly master in thousands of years."
"Do you want to think about why I fought with Jinwu?"
Zhang Ruosu: “…………”
"You kidnapped the imperial concubine and fought against the Golden Crow, so you also fought against the Emperor of Heaven this time?"
"If there are any other things, tell me. The old Taoist priest can handle them."
Wei Yuan said: "As expected of you, in fact, there are not many things, that is, Dayi really turned death into life, and the most important thing..." He looked at Zhao Gongming, then the smile on his face faded, and said
: "That year, ten days passed in the sky, and the reason why Dayi shot nine days."
"There is someone who is suspected of being Fuxi, and he is using this to play chess with Emperor Jun."
After saying this, although his face was actually startled, the old Heavenly Master, who had gradually become accustomed to it, stood up suddenly, and his face became solemn almost instantly, while Zhao Gongming's expression was slightly condensed, and he was in a trance for a while. Zhang Ruosu glanced at Longhu
The mountain guardian general said: "Fuxi... Innate Bagua, Emperor Jun, the Great Wilderness Heavenly Emperor..."
Wei Yuan added: "Maybe if you use Donghuang Taiyi instead, it will be more familiar."
The expression on Zhang Ruosu's face changed several times, and he finally sat down. His face was calm, but it was far more solemn than before with a little smile. Finally, he smiled bitterly and sighed: "You really brought one this time. It's enough."
News that caused chaos in the three realms and the human world."
"This thing already exists. It's a good thing that I discovered it in advance."
Wei Yuan was noncommittal and rebutted.
The Taoist nodded and sighed: "That's true..."
Wei Yuan looked at Zhao Gongming and said: "But, God of Wealth, do you still remember what happened when you were the Golden Crow? For example, what was the purpose of your ten days in the sky back then? When I met Chang Xi, I found that she didn't seem to be pure.
With his arrogant and unreasonable character, Di Jun is not that tyrannical, and Xi He should not have done what he did for ten days without any reason."
Zhao Gongming's expression changed, as if he was reminiscing, and he murmured: "Xihe, no, mother..."
"She, she is...someone told her that there will be..."
"She is because of that person, that person is..."
Zhao Gongming groaned and subconsciously raised his hand to hold his forehead. His face was painful and ferocious. The memories that originally emerged disappeared layer by layer and no longer existed. Zhang Ruosu sighed, swayed, appeared behind Zhao Gongming, and pointed, pound.
Extremely powerful magic power emerged, forcing the god to stabilize his soul.
Zhao Gongming's expression softened and he was given a requiem by the Taoist to immobilize his true spirit, and then he fell into a deep sleep.
"No need to ask anymore."
The old Taoist sent Marshal Zhengyi Xuantan back to his residence and said: "His soul was seriously injured. The special nature of the sun-shooting arrow will directly hurt the true spirit. Therefore, the remnants of the good nature of the nine golden crows were gathered together to form him."
One person, let him slowly recall it, this matter cannot be rushed..."
Wei Yuan nodded, and then whispered: "The sun-shooting arrow was given to Dayi by Fu Xi."
Zhang Ruosu was slightly startled, then just smiled bitterly.
This matter is getting more and more troublesome.
Wei Yuan looked at the sleeping Zhao Gongming and said: "However, Brother Daoist Zhang, your strength is much stronger than I imagined..." Zhang Ruosu said indifferently: "It's not my Taoism, but the past two thousand years.
The Tiangong Talisman Formation jointly forged by countless true cultivators is even stronger..."
He stretched out his hand and sighed complexly: "In the past, borrowing and mobilizing this power would cause losses and require complicated processes, but now, there is no such thing. In addition, the spiritual energy on the land of China is also rising rapidly.
, the probability of a genius appearing in a hundred years is almost ten times higher than in the past.”
"This is……"
Wei Yuan reacted.
Zhang Ruosu said: "So, the land under our feet is trying its best to help us survive this catastrophe. By the way, actually, if you don't come, I have something to tell you."
"Um?"
"Wei Yuan, have you ever felt that there is any difference between this world?"
Wei Yuan frowned and thought deeply, then said: "Gonggong's strength has recovered too quickly."
"He was split in Kyushu. He lost control of the four seas of the Gods and countless water systems. His strength will inevitably drop significantly. If he wants to recover, he should gather the Kyushu water veins, but the Kyushu water veins have been one step ahead by Ehuang Nvying.
Gather.”
"According to common sense, Gonggong's strength cannot recover so quickly."
"But the day I came back, I saw aquatic monsters appearing on the river. This is not in line with common sense..."
Zhang Ruosu stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, saying: "This is what I want to tell you."
"We underestimated the Water God Gonggong..."
"Both in terms of strength and strength of character."
"Back then, King Yu's method of dividing his strength was to cut off many water veins, divide the water and control it, and then gather his strength to defeat and seal it. How could he do something similar this time? Mortals know how to take advantage of the odds.
If you gain wisdom, all the students in China will have a wrong answer book."
"How could the water god, one of the basic elements of everything in the world, fall into the same pit?"
Wei Yuan finally reacted.
I found that I had missed a point and miscalculated Gonggong’s character after all.
The old man sighed: "The power of water is not unique to China in the human world."
It seemed to be a coincidence that when the old man said these words, there was a sudden thunderous sound from the horizon, and majestic water vapor rose crazily. The sky and the earth became bluer and bluer. Wei Yuan stood up and looked out from here.
I went there and saw that the water level on the East China Sea coast, or the coast of China, suddenly surged hundreds of meters.
Figures emerged one after another, all entangled with majestic water vapor, possessing the aura of power from the age of gods. Some were holding weapons, or were following the army behind them. The momentum was extremely majestic, and they had the momentum of flooding China. It was extremely terrifying. It was simply...
To repeat the world-destroying flood, Wei Yuan said:
"Gonggong, have you recovered?!"
Zhang Ruosu replied: "Yes and no, the formation still exists and is still functioning."
"These are the many river gods and sea gods from all the other gods in the human world."
"During the period of your absence, Gonggong simultaneously invited all the sea gods and water gods in the world to fight. Of course, the invitation to fight is just my explanation and yours. The reason why all the water gods showed up to fight is because He
Seven days ago, on the East China Sea, I personally killed Poseidon, the sea god of the Western Region."
Wei Yuan: "How much strength has he recovered..."
"not much."
"Judging from the seal, at best it has revived the combat power of one hand."
Zhang Ruosu replied: "As for why with the fighting power at this moment, I single-handedly invite all the gods in the world to fight."