Chapter 47 Conferring a Mountain God?

Confer a mountain god?

Wei Yuan looked at Wu Zhiqi’s ‘piece of cake’ expression, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Simple?

I’ll simple your lungs.

Do you think I'm easy to fool?

Wei Yuan looked at Wu Zhiqi, speechless.

He counted back several lifetimes, and all he did was tear down temples and destroy mountains.

When it comes to mountains, Wei Yuan doesn't understand much less than Wu Zhiqi, so he knows that the mountains that are qualified to be connected with this seal in his hand actually refer to a special kind of mountain with earth veins and spirit veins. The so-called connection between the seal and the mountain is actually connecting the seal with the spirit veins.

Only such mountains can bear the weight of a god.

Destroying mountains is to sever this connection, and even directly sever and extract the spirit veins.

Logically speaking, Wu Zhiqi's proposal is feasible.

But this is the later era when the method of Earth Gods has appeared for thousands of years.

Now, which famous mountain has not been conferred by dynasties in the past? Not to mention, now that the Earth Gods have disappeared, most of the famous mountains and treasures that have been revealed are occupied by sects. When it comes to it, Longhu Mountain definitely has enough spiritual veins and qualifications to bear a mountain god.

But how can Wei Yuan connect this seal with the ancestral veins of Longhu?

Wu Zhiqi noticed the difficulty and headache on Wei Yuan's face, and snorted from his nose, saying calmly:

"That's what I did back then. You're still not good enough."

Wei Yuan knew that when the Huai River system was at its largest, its borders stretched to Yunmengze and the Xiang River, and there were countless water gods under its command. Wu Zhiqi was directly the Water Lord of the Huai River God System. He didn't know how Wu Zhiqi gathered so many water domain gods before, but now he understands.

Knowing is knowing, but it is completely impossible to replicate.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and planned to go back and ask the Tianshi Mansion, and send a message to Nü Jiao to ask if Nü Jiao knew of any ownerless spiritual mountains and treasures in this era.

In fact, he already had some ideas in his mind.

After all, his mind stores a complete Classic of Mountains and Seas.

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Wu Zhiqi's golden eyes stared at Wei Yuan and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Wei Yuan came back to his senses, shook his head, and replied, "Nothing."

After being interrupted by Wu Zhiqi, he sighed in his heart and dismissed the idea just now.

After all, after King Yu died in his lifetime, he had already expelled all the alien domains of the Classic of Mountains and Seas from the human world. Now, he doesn't know where those mountains are hiding. Besides, even if he found them, it would be too difficult to connect the earth veins to those mountains from the era of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, where powerful creatures live everywhere.

If he remembered correctly, in that era, there were actually naturally born mountain gods.

Those with names and surnames, such as Zhulong, the god of Zhongshan, Lu Wu of Kunlun Hill, and Jiao Chong of Pingfeng Mountain.

Even those who did not leave specific names were born gods.

Wei Yuan would be carrying the seal to their door.

Undoubtedly, he would be there to smash the place of those natural gods and slap the faces of those mountain gods.

This new hatred and old hatred, hatred upon hatred, would be strange if they didn't turn red-eyed on the spot.

Wei Yuan shook his head, dismissed all these thoughts, put away the seal, and planned to put this idea aside for now. If it really didn't work, finding a small spiritual vein at the bottom of the sea to charge the divine seal should not be a problem. Wu Zhiqi saw that he seemed to have given up and didn't say much.

Wei Yuan stayed for a while and prepared to leave.

Seeing that Wu Zhiqi seemed to be planning to start the game, he kindly reminded, "Water Lord, this game is quite time-consuming. Pay attention to the battery level when you play." He pointed to the icon of the Civilization game. Wu Zhiqi didn't care and just waved his hand.

Wei Yuan left using the Divine Power of Water.

Wu Zhiqi closed his eyes and sat cross-legged at the bottom of the Huai River.

He counted silently in his heart.

One,

Two,

Three.

After Wei Yuan left for three breaths.

Wu Zhiqi suddenly opened his eyes, shrank his body, and simply opened the King of Fighters game he had played in his dream last time, and started playing with great interest. But just like Wei Yuan had considered before, for this kind of game that sells fighting, for Wu Zhiqi's existence, the appeal is limited.

After playing several rounds, He slowly began to feel bored.

At this moment, He noticed the Civilization icon in the corner.

Should I try it?

Wu Zhiqi moved the mouse. At this time, He thought of Wei Yuan's reminder before leaving, glanced at the battery level, and there was still 87% of the battery. With 87% of the battery, how much power could a mere game consume? And how much time could it take?

So Wu Zhiqi chuckled, didn't take it to heart, moved the mouse, and clicked on the game.

Game, start.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon now. I'll just play for a while and try other games.

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Wei Yuan returned to Quan City using the Method of Controlling Water.

It seemed that because he used his magic power, there was a faint tingling in his heart, but it was not obvious.

If this kind of pain increases with the increase in the amount of magic power used, once it explodes with all its strength, he might even experience the pain of being pierced through the heart by a sharp blade again. It seems that during this period, he needs to use the seal to create a few divine decrees to protect himself.

Wei Yuan sent a message to Nü Jiao and found that Nü Jiao had read it but not replied. The corner of his mouth twitched.

Headache.

At this time, I miss you so much.

Yu.

When are you coming back?

Wei Yuan sighed, and had no choice but to think about other things while scanning a shared bicycle.

He slowly rode back.

When he returned to the museum, he saw an unexpected figure. It was a thirty-year-old man in dark green clothes, frowning. It was the person he had seen twice yesterday. He came to the front of the museum again today, wandering hesitantly, wanting to go in, but still seemed hesitant.

Coming once could be said to be a coincidence, but hesitating the second time, it was obvious that something was wrong.

Wei Yuan stopped the car and took the initiative to say, "This guest."

The man seemed to be startled. He took a step forward before turning his head to look in the direction of the sound. He saw that the person who spoke was a young man who didn't look very old, with a slightly pale complexion and a gentle expression, which eased his subconsciously tense nerves.

Wei Yuan pointed to the museum, as if he didn't see his nervousness, and said with a smile, as if he was soliciting customers:

"This guest, although my store is a bit small, it still has some interesting things. Would you like to come in and take a look?"

He paused and joked, "After all, you're already here."

Perhaps it was because the person in front of him was very young, or perhaps it was because the tone of his voice was very easy to talk to.

The man hesitated for a moment and slowly nodded.

"An Shengming."

He added, "My name is An Shengming."

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"Mr. An, here you go."

Wei Yuan handed An Shengming a bottle of tea.

Sitting on the sofa, he opened a can of Coke for himself and said with a smile:

"Feel free to look around. Although there are not many things here, it's still quite interesting."

An Shengming's gaze swept over the things on the counter, and finally landed on the Buddha statue and bronze mirror that Wei Yuan had brought back before. He paused, seemed to be afraid, shrank his neck back, and then looked away.

Wei Yuan noticed this, but didn't say much.

An Shengming was silent for a while, holding the drink bottle with both hands, and said:

"Actually, actually I came here to ask if you accept things here?"

"Not the ordinary kind..."

After he said this, he raised his head and saw that the young man on the opposite side didn't have the slightest change in expression. He leaned against the sofa, gesturing for him to continue. Although his complexion was a bit sickly pale, it set off his deep eyes, like an abyss.

Wei Yuan thought for a while and said, "This is a museum. It just so happens that I'm short of collections."

"What exactly is it? Please tell me in detail."

An Shengming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's a painting."

"An ancient painting."

"On the painting is a woman wearing red clothes."

Wei Yuan said, "An ancient painting of a woman in red doesn't sound like something very special."

An Shengming nodded, his face a little pale, and said:

"But, this painting, this painting is different."

When he spoke, his face was a little pale and his hands were shaking slightly.

It wasn't until Wei Yuan outlined a calming talisman with his fingers that An Shengming calmed down.

He smiled apologetically, organized his words, and slowly began to tell his story.

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My name is An Shengming.

I'm already in my thirties. People my age live like cows, suffering with their necks tied.

I have old people above me and young children below me. I'm busy all day long.

But my dad's sixtieth birthday, no matter how busy I am, I have to take care of it properly.

So I specially took some time to go back to the old house to clean up. In the old house, I found an ancient painting that had been put away. The painting was of a young woman wearing red clothes. I don't know why, but I always felt that she was smiling at me. But I just praised how good the painting was and put it away.

The house is not big, but it has been abandoned for many years, so it took a lot of effort to clean it up.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face properly.

But it was so strange.

There was only me in the old house.

Why did I always feel like someone was staring at me from behind when I was washing my face?

ps: The second update today... a buffer chapter, thank you Taiyin for the ten thousand reward, thank you~

I just found out that there seems to be a bug in this chapter again. I can only see my own, or a few that occasionally pop up, but I can see them all in the background, and they are still there. When it is repaired, they will all be displayed, and then it seems that there will be a delay if you bring a picture, but it can also be sent out.

And now the number of floors can also be displayed, everyone just send it normally, I really need your feedback (╥w╥`).