Yan ZK
Chapter 806 Are You Really...?
"Go back? To the Human Realm?"
Old Buzhou Mountain wondered, "But that's a long way off. You're not even as good as Taotie. That guy seems to have spells and supernatural powers to cross space. Although you can beat him, you don't have the ability to break through realms and come and go."
"Not the Human Realm..."
Wei Yuan shook his head, his mouth twitching. "My other home might have been blown up."
"Ah, this, who raided your house?!"
Old Man Buzhou Mountain was shocked.
Who would dare raid your house?!
"Is there anyone else at your home?"
"...No."
Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, then answered, "There's probably still a mechanical puppet that I originally created to guard the door, but the spiritual objects and materials I used at the time were of relatively low quality. I only know swordsmanship, and I can only say I have a little understanding of creation methods."
"But I at least know how to forge swords, so more than 80% of those spiritual materials have turned into slag. Its spirituality can't support it for so long, it's just a very weak spirituality."
Old Man Buzhou nodded, "...Indeed, there's still hope for the decay of the physical body."
"In fact, the loss of spirituality under the erosion of time is the most terrifying."
Wei Yuan said, "I just don't want my home to be damaged by robbers."
He didn't want the place where he chatted with friends, discussed Dao, and was happy to be destroyed.
Old Buzhou pondered, stroking his beard, and said, "Protecting that little girl is no problem, but I still have a question. That home of yours, plus the widely spread news outside, plus your relationship with Xuanwu, you wouldn't happen to be that whatchamacallit, the Yu Xu Palace..."
The white-clothed girl on the other side pricked up her ears warily.
Wei Yuan's scalp went numb.
He directly grabbed Old Man Buzhou, slapped his hand over the old man's mouth, and said, "Shh! Keep it down, keep it down!"
"Keep it down? You tell me!"
Old Man Buzhou nodded.
His eyes flashed with shrewdness, he nodded seriously, and squatted down with Wei Yuan, and somehow a Shindai (era of the gods) snack similar to popcorn appeared in his hand. "Speak, speak!"
Wei Yuan: "............"
Snatched the snack from Old Buzhou's hand, Wei Yuan explained his guess, and soon, joyful laughter came from Old Man Buzhou, his palm slapping Wei Yuan's shoulder, "Good, good!"
"You kid has this day too, you have this day too, hahaha!!"
"My Dao isn't lonely, my Dao isn't lonely!"
Have you not realized you've scolded yourself too?
Wei Yuan sighed, his teeth itching with anger, and said:
"I'm still furious. No, I have to give that kid a little something."
"Oh? That one called A-Liang, but you're so far away, how will you hit him?"
Wei Yuan subconsciously said, "Maybe, Tianji (Heaven's Secret) Art?"
The old man looked at Wei Yuan in surprise and said, "Don't you not understand Tianji Art? Besides, can Tianji Art do this?"
The white-haired Daoist said, "Because the so-called Tianji Art now is just that scumbag snake's style."
"And cannot be called true Tianji."
"What is Tian (Heaven)? It is so great that there is no second, so it follows the Great One... and the so-called Tianji Art is just the fate of all living beings under the vast Hun Tian (Primordial Chaos), not the mechanism of Heaven, so, you only need to find the line corresponding to all living beings..."
He subconsciously stretched out his hand, subconsciously imitating Hun Tian's style, clenching his five fingers together.
Thus, all kinds of methods unfolded the path before his eyes. Although he couldn't see or manipulate the lines of fate of the old man before him, even if he couldn't interfere with the fate of the white-clothed girl next to him, or rather, their fates were like huge black whirlpools, he could see his own.
"So...what is Dharma, what is Dao..."
"If we were to interfere with the fate of those under the Heavens, it could probably be done like this."
"Heh, it was impossible to do originally, but doesn't the Buzhou physique allow you to directly touch the laws with both hands? I was thinking, the trajectory of the fate of living beings, which is the first level of laws, can definitely be fiddled with by hand."
Wei Yuan put his palms together and made a false slash.
The Human Realm—
The young Zhuge Liang had recovered in the past few days, but he was still thinking about the next layout every day. Now that Monk Yuangjue had left the Human Realm, he felt even more relaxed. At least no one was forcing him to live a healthy life according to other people's schedules.
Heh... I wonder if A-Yuan will be startled when he comes back and finds out about the Yu Xu Palace.
The young Zhuge Liang had a pleasant smile on his lips.
Perhaps he was too engrossed in his thoughts and didn't notice the road ahead. He accidentally bumped into the bookshelf with a bang. Yuangjue used to tidy up these things, but now there was no one to tidy the bookshelf. It shook, and the books on it actually fell down.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three consecutive times, thick books hit the young Zhuge Liang on the forehead.
It was as if someone had chopped the top of his head three times with a hand blade.
The scattered books included novels and records. The scattered pages covered each other and were covered by other things. Next to it was a vase, and the water inside spilled and stained the books. When the young strategist covered his head, which had been hit with a small bump, and tidied up the books, he saw the words highlighted by the water stains, and his movements slowly froze.
Those words could spell out two lines.
[A-Liang.]
[Do not joke like this.]
The young Zhuge Liang felt that the room suddenly became deep and secluded, as if he could see a familiar figure.
A slip of the tongue.
………………
In the distant Great Wilderness, Wei Yuan nodded.
Well, very good.
This move, which he had figured out while discussing Dao, could indeed be used. He tried A-Liang's head for the first time, and it seemed to feel pretty good. As he was thinking, Wei Yuan suddenly felt that his energy had been consumed to a certain extent. Just relying on the Tianji (Heaven's Secret) and fate to transmit the message consumed more energy than splitting a mountain with a sword.
I understand, the supernatural power opened up according to Hun Tian's style consumes an absurd amount of energy.
Forget it, comparing the thickness of internal breath and mana with Hun Dun is too outrageous.
Old Man Buzhou Mountain looked at the white-haired Daoist in front of him and said, "...What else are you going to do?"
Wei Yuan answered as a matter of course, "Contact allies. I definitely can't beat the two Great Emperors over there by myself. You have to protect Nuwa here. It's definitely better to find someone to fight together than to go it alone."
"Say no more if you can fight."
"Don't fight alone if you can gang up."
Wei Yuan casually took out a piece of paper, wrote words on it, and then shook his hand. The words on the white paper disappeared like clouds and smoke. The Daoist flicked his sleeves and stood up, saying, "In this way, Ye Ming will be able to receive the message. With his connection to [Hou], he should go."
"Old Man, you should also go to Xuanwu and have them take care of those two guys' homes, of course, don't tell them to do it immediately, just make a show of it and defend the East Sea and West Sea with troops."
Old Man Buzhou Mountain was stunned, "You're telling Ye Ming like this?"
Wei Yuan said, "Of course not directly telling him."
"He won't believe it like that."
"But, he will inevitably see the message I gave him later..."
"Well, it's probably that although I can't interfere with Ye Ming's fate, it's no problem to find a way to interweave another short line of fate with his fate. In other words, I can make him definitely encounter something."
!!!
Buzhou Mountain said slowly, "Wei Yuan, are you the Yu Xu Palace?"
"No, I'm not."
Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Old Man, you know that this is what they did, don't mention the Yu Xu Palace thing. Nuwa is suspecting that the Yu Xu Palace kidnapped Yu Qiang. I've already carried one pot, I don't want to carry a second one."
"I'm already miserable carrying the black pot I gave myself."
"Please don't give me a new pot."
Wei Yuan flicked his sleeves and stood up, looked at the wind and rain over there, and said, "Then I'll go first, I'll be back soon... Actually, I've forgotten how to use most of my spells and supernatural powers, and I've almost forgotten the Thirty-Six Transformations."
"But I still remember some."
"I remember that there are surging concept storms outside the Great Wilderness, and when they are fast, Dunshu (escape techniques) cannot match them at all." Buzhou Mountain didn't know what this sentence meant, and saw the white-haired Daoist in front of him take half a step and step on the water.
His sleeves fluttered slightly.
Then, just right, a weak turbulence appeared in the laws under his feet.
The sea of laws and the concept of heaven, and the earth veins produced a very coincidental, seemingly impossible, irregular change, and this change led to the formation of a rapid driving force, and even more coincidentally, this change would actually be straight towards the direction of the North Sea.
Zhao Yang said in surprise, "Eh? Is he already gone?"
"That's too lucky, right?"
"He actually just happened to catch a ride."
"Not luck, it's inevitable."
Old Man Buzhou Mountain slowly shook his head, his expression frozen. He saw parts similar to his friend Hun Dun in this method, but he found more and more completely different directions, as if it were the same kind of ingredients, transformed into two completely different styles of use.
'Manipulating the many fates under the Heavens'
'Allowing all things to flow as one wishes without involving powerful gods'
'Too many spells have been forgotten...'
Buzhou Mountain slowly raised his eyes and said:
"...Words become law."
"What need is there for supernatural powers?"
He sighed with emotion, lowered his head and planned to calm himself down with his snacks, and then just happened to have a spatial turbulence directly appear next to the old man. The old man backhanded a slap to disperse this turbulence, but he never expected that a gust of wind would cause the snacks in his hand to scatter, and then be directly taken away.
Old Man Buzhou Mountain's expression froze: "…………!!"
Is that how you use words becoming law?!
Used to hit children on the head.
Used to secretly notify others to go to a gang fight.
Used to rob old people of their snacks?
How can there be such a despicable bastard like you?!
The old man roared in grief and anger:
"Evil disciple, ahhhhh!"
……………………
Ye Ming took out the portrait scroll, and then put the essence of swordsmanship back.
Then he put the box back into the house and prepared to take the painting to ask Emperor Jun what was going on. He walked out of the house, and then when he left this place and went to where the Heavenly Emperor was, he was slightly startled. An instinctive hunch made him stop.
Then he subconsciously looked up.
He 'saw' the rocks on the side, and saw the rugged rocks with the words [Houtu]'s past Daos Dojo, and this place was uninhabited, the sky was high and the earth was wide, the words were clear and incomparable, with a faint and distant meaning.
As if it were destined, as if seeing these words was inevitable.
Ye Ming's back turned cold and his scalp tingled.
"...Who is it!!!"
Ye Ming has always been calm and collected.
At this time, he should have left immediately and needed to think calmly. When it came to [Houtu], his judgment would instantly be occupied by the largest amount of this name, and reason would be destroyed by some kind of impulse.
He was silent for a moment.
Ye Ming turned and ran away, heading straight for the coordinates.
When he left, he backhanded with a sword.
Shattering the rocks into dust.
………………
In the southwest, outside a small world.
Huge spiritual energy fluctuations are surging and majestic.
The cracking of the formation here has lasted for three full days.
Still, it has not succeeded.
ps: Today's first update...