Chapter 285
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In later official records.

The battle between Amanomikazuchi and Yamata no Orochi lasted a full three days and three nights.

The gods descended from Takamagahara, joining Amanomikazuchi against this Magatsu Kami. Flames surged, and the sound was like thunder. When the battle finally subsided, Mount Fugaku had lost its original scenic beauty. Three of the five lakes were destroyed. In this battle, the sea god Susanoo of Sakurajima was killed.

The divinity of the sea god was devoured by Yamata no Orochi.

He occupied the coastal waters of Sakurajima and called himself Xiang Liu.

After this battle, the Sakurajima government claimed that it was just a natural disaster caused by a volcanic eruption, not man-made, hoping that the people could calm down and not listen to the rumors circulating on the Internet. Mogi Seien of the Kyoto temple committed suicide to apologize, and because of Xiang Liu's strength, the Hyakki Yagyō (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons) situation of the Heian era reappeared.

All of this started when that Daoist priest stepped onto Sakurajima.

No one thought that that one sword would directly lead to such a huge change.

Amanomikazuchi ordered a thorough investigation of the Shenzhou Taiping Dao cultivators who appeared that day.

However, they tried every means to find the two Daoists in the recent flights and ships, as if they had really evaporated from the world without leaving a trace, which made the Onmyōji who were investigating this matter even more awe-inspiring, only feeling unfathomable.

But in reality—

"Curator Wei, are you alright?"

The young Daoist with flame marks on his brow looked back worriedly, looking at Wei Yuan, who was lying weakly on the deck of the ship. The latter waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, but his face was pale, making it impossible to believe what he said.

Miscalculated.

Wei Yuan murmured in his heart.

Manipulating water and riding a boat are completely different things.

Unfortunately, he realized it too late.

Looking at the undulating waves, Wei Yuan only felt dizzy. If it weren't for maintaining the face of a senior, if it were just him alone, the common symptoms of seasickness would be 100% certain. Now, he was enduring with strong willpower.

Cannot suffer social death.

One second he blew up Mount Fugaku, and the next second he was overturned by a boat.

This is too embarrassing.

He took out his mobile phone. The mobile phone, which the Special Operations Team had confidently assured him would have a signal even in the Mariana Trench, was now directly blacked out. He couldn't blame the phone. It was obvious that the phone was damaged because of the huge commotion caused by Wei Yuan, especially the scene of thunder and fire clashing at Mount Fugaku.

Causing his phone to directly shut down.

The original plan to send a message to the Old Celestial Master, hoping that he could come and pick them up, fell through.

The two had no choice but to use this small boat to row towards Shenzhou on the other side of the East Sea.

The little Daoist turned his head, looked at Wei Yuan lying down, and sent over the grilled fish, worriedly saying:

"Curator Wei, if it really doesn't work, manipulate the water."

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No."

"The speed of spiritual energy recovery is getting faster and faster, and no one knows what will appear under the East Sea."

"Curator Wei, are you worried about sea monsters in the East Sea?"

"No..."

Wei Yuan shook his head, muttering to himself. If it were a huge sea beast, that would be better. He finished eating the grilled fish that Ah Xuan had grilled, recovered some energy, and casually asked, "Do you know what gods are in the East Sea?"

Ah Xuan thought for a while and said embarrassedly, "The Dragon King of the East Sea?"

Wei Yuan couldn't help laughing and said, "In ancient mythology, there were no Dragon Kings. They only appeared after the incense sacrifices. Let me put it this way, the most powerful god in the East Sea should be Gonggong, the water god of the Shenzhou Shan Hai era."

"The water god Gonggong?"

"Yes, it's him..."

Wei Yuan's voice paused slightly. The surrounding sea was calm and peaceful, but under the surface, no one knew what was lurking. Even a cultivator like him would probably have a high probability of dying if he was directly thrown into the sea. Ah Xuan said, "The water god Gonggong, wasn't he defeated by King Yu in the legend?"

"Yes, defeated."

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and said, "But King Yu didn't kill him."

"Didn't kill him?"

"Yes."

In any legend or classic, Gonggong was only expelled from Shenzhou in the end, and was not killed. King Yu was not a soft-hearted person. Yuan never thought about it much at the time. Now, Wei Yuan carefully considered it and could get two conclusions.

Either, even King Yu, plus the Kunlun and Tushan forces of the God era, could not kill Gonggong.

Either, killing Gonggong would bring even bigger and more troublesome things.

Therefore, in the end, Gonggong could only be expelled and exiled to the East Sea.

Wei Yuan didn't remember it too clearly when the Huai River changed its course. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that they found that if Gonggong was put into the fire, any seal would be broken by the two opposite forces of water and fire. Therefore, King Yu directly collected the gold and iron of the Nine Provinces and cast a seamless cauldron.

Finally, he asked the hundred tribes to seal the names of their clans on it.

Using the luck of the nine provinces of the world to seal the opening.

Then directly throw it into the trench of the East Sea.

After that, King Yu drove two mountain gods to move giant mountains and directly filled the trench.

Ah Xuan thought for a while and said, "Curator Wei, are you saying that Gonggong is now in the East Sea?"

Wei Yuan came back to his senses, lightly tapping the deck with the skewer of the grilled fish in his hand, and said, "He is here, but what he looks like now, how would I know? The water god Gonggong, although he is a god of Shenzhou, doesn't have a good relationship with our Yanhuang descendants. If he is detected, who knows what will happen."

"It's better to be careful."

In fact, Ah Xuan wanted to say that even if manipulating water would reveal some of his aura, the East Sea is so big that it might not be detected by the water god Gonggong. Moreover, even if he is detected, would the god who has a strong presence in the mythology really come out?

That would be too exaggerated.

Wei Yuan glanced at Ah Xuan, knowing what the young Daoist was thinking in his heart, and said silently in his heart, if you have really seen Gonggong, you would not have such doubts. Gonggong, the water god of Shenzhou, is particularly irritable, almost unlike a water god.

Among the many water gods in the world's various god systems, some are promiscuous, and some are kind and gentle, but Wei Yuan has never heard of a water god in any god system who is more irritable than him.

He is particularly vengeful and extremely powerful, even more so than Wuzhiqi.

After receiving the messages from Qi and Yu from the Xiang River, Wei Yuan was now a little worried that the recovery of spiritual energy and the approach of the Shan Hai realm might cause Gonggong to partially awaken.

It's better to be cautious.

The last time he came to the East Sea, he was wearing the divinity of Wuzhiqi, and then he went back immediately. This time, using water manipulation means relying on himself. Who knows what kind of aura will be leaked. The Classic of Mountains and Seas jade book appeared in Wei Yuan's palm, which recorded the legend of Xiang Liu, and after Xiang Liu's death, the pool in the northern part of the Kunlun Hill.

Is it Yaochi (Jade Pool)?

What exactly did Yu leave behind?

Can it prevent the return of the Shan Hai realm?

Or, can it maintain the balance of the human world?

Wei Yuan's heart sank, and one thought after another emerged.

Ah Xuan saw Wei Yuan's decision and didn't say anything.

He just prepared two more grilled fish.

Then, carrying the grilled fish, he walked to the stern of the boat and politely said to the two strong men who were rowing the boat:

"Do you two want to eat fish?"

The two strong men raised their heads.

They were wearing armor and yellow turbans. The tools for rowing were long-handled weapons such as axes. Looking at the polite little Daoist and then at Wei Yuan, who was lying there and slacking off, the corners of the two Yellow Turban Warriors' mouths twitched, and they were speechless.

………………

Wei Yuan and Ah Xuan艰难 (jian nan, with difficulty) arrived at the coast of Shenzhou.

This was still thanks to the fact that the Yellow Turban Warriors could also wield some spells.

Using the method of wind manipulation to speed up the boat.

Then they were discovered by the ships on the Shenzhou side. After questioning them and confirming that they were their own people, the boat boss happily let them board the ship, took a hot bath, and then sent them back to the shore.

Wei Yuan and Ah Xuan finally contacted the Old Celestial Master and the Special Operations Team.

………………

"Finally... back."

Wei Yuan looked at the familiar old street and sighed with emotion.

He didn't have this feeling before.

After going out for a trip and coming back, now looking at this old street, everything feels pleasing to the eye.

Ah Xuan also came back with him, carrying big and small bags behind him. Wei Yuan sighed for a while, patted the little Daoist's shoulder, and invited, "Stay here for a while first, play for two days. I also happen to be going back to Longhu Mountain. When the time comes, I'll take you back with me, how about that? There should be some fish at home, let's clean it up."

Ah Xuan nodded vigorously.

Originally, the little Daoist was still very reserved.

He was planning to decline politely.

When he heard that there was fish, his eyes lit up.

Wei Yuan carried two boxes of Sakurajima's unique soda and walked to the museum. Just because of these two boxes of happy water, the boat boss almost thought that they were smugglers taking advantage of the chaos. He opened the box and saw that it was two boxes of soda. Even the boat boss, who had been drifting at sea for twenty years, didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He waved his hand and asked the crew to help bring it up.

After Wei Yuan came back, he originally planned to sleep soundly.

However, he didn't expect that there would be guests visiting the museum today.

With the sound of the doorbell, the water ghost who was cheering for the happy water instantly disappeared.

Wei Yuan replied, "Just a moment," and then went to open the door.

Outside the door was an old man with white hair at his temples, still dressed meticulously, with the elegant temperament of a scholar. It was Professor Dong Yuefeng, who could listen to ancient objects and sent the Shang Dynasty bronze Jue to Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan greeted him to come in, and the old man said with a smile:

"I'm here to bother you again, Curator Wei."

Dong Yuefeng had said before that he also wanted to live in Quanshi.

At least, to be close to his old friend, the Shang Dynasty bronze Jue, and talk to him more.

However, he had not been able to come back for a long time.

This sudden return surprised Wei Yuan. After exchanging greetings for a while, Wei Yuan asked with a smile, "So, Professor Dong, are you planning to settle down here in Quanshi this time?"

Dong Yuefeng smiled helplessly and said, "It's not that simple."

"I wanted to settle down, but two of my former students came to me."

"They said that there was a exploration and development mission that required people who understood ancient objects. This time, I was dragged out of the mountain by them. I thought, it's good to come out of the mountain, and take this as the last development in my life, which is worth it. After thinking about it, I thought of you again, Curator Wei."

"Like me, you can talk to ancient objects."

"So I want to invite you to participate in this development."

Wei Yuan had just returned from Sakurajima. After settling down for a period of time, he also planned to go to the Shan Hai realm to find the Ditai Yaochi (Emperor's Terrace Jade Pool) in the northern part of Kunlun Hill, hoping to find the backhand left by King Yu and Qi. He shook his head, poured a cup of tea for Dong Yuefeng, picked up a cup himself, and declined:

"Thank you, Professor Dong."

"But I'm just a museum curator. I'm afraid this kind of thing is not appropriate."

Dong Yuefeng smiled and said, "Curator Wei, don't worry."

"This matter has only just been approved. It will take at least two or three months before the actual development begins. Listen to me first, and then you will have plenty of time to consider it slowly. I originally planned to retire and live a peaceful life, but after listening to it, I couldn't say no."

He smiled self-deprecatingly.

Wei Yuan picked up the tea, noncommittal.

Dong Yuefeng looked at him, shook his head and smiled:

"It seems that Curator Wei, you still don't believe what I said."

"It seems that if I don't say it today, you won't agree."

He paused and said:

"It's the Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum development."

The movements of the Qin Dynasty Black Ice Terrace Zhiji Langzhong (Halberd-holding Guard) paused slightly.

He said, "Where?!"

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