The wind seemed to still echo in his ears. The surrounding mist dissipated, revealing a floor paved with smooth bluestone and walls and ceilings in the style of the Age of Gods. The pottery, bearing the habitual style of Yuan from the past, was quietly placed in the spot where sunlight used to reach in the room.

Inside were withered flowers and plants, and the seeds they had produced.

The room was still tidy, as if its owner had only left for a short time.

Wei Yuan hesitated for a moment, then chose to enter Jue's room, searching for traces of Jade Mountain and the Queen Mother of the West. The bronze lamp in his hand emitted flames, steadily illuminating the mist. In the end, Wei Yuan only saw some everyday items, suggesting that the owner of this place had only left briefly and would return soon.

It seemed that when the Queen Mother of the West took Jue away, she didn't tell her that they were going to the human realm's Kunlun.

In other words, after Yu the Great split the Mountain Sea World and the human realm, Jue stayed on Jade Mountain in the Mountain Sea World for a long time, until the Queen Mother of the West was able to bring her to the human realm a thousand years later.

A thousand years.

Wei Yuan finally turned back to the pottery.

He reached out and subconsciously touched a certain spot, a habit from his past life. He would leave his name in a specific location to signify that it was made by Yuan of the Tu Shan tribe. It was just a habitual action, but he felt another name: Jue.

It seems she really learned.

Wei Yuan's lips barely curved into a smile as he looked at the pottery. He didn't plan to take it with him. This was something Jue had left here. He thought it would be better to let Jue come and retrieve it herself when the opportunity arose. Moreover, there were many extremely important things in the images he had just seen.

For example, being able to deduce the approximate time of the great change in West Kunlun.

From the fact that the gods of Kunlun cared about Jue feeding the undying flower to Yuan, it could be seen that the Queen Mother of the West, who sent a divine general to the mortal realm, held a friendly attitude towards the human race. And Zhujiuyin valued rules extremely; He and Emperor Yao were once close friends.

It seemed that because of his son's matter, He had decided to strictly abide by the rules and contracts no matter what the situation. As for Kai Ming, He seemed to be mediating the relationship between the Queen Mother of the West and Lu Wu, but what he valued more than being friendly to the human race was probably the peace of the Kunlun God Realm.

So He didn't want any conflict between the Queen Mother of the West and Lu Wu.

As for Lu Wu...

With a human face and tiger body, and nine tails, He was a god of very high status.

He held a contemptuous attitude towards the human race.

Wei Yuan originally thought that when the Mountain Sea beasts entered the human world, if possible, he hoped to maintain friendly relations with the God Era forces such as Kunlun, and unite all forces that could be united.

But now it seemed that those gods always placed themselves above humans, so he could better understand the reasons for the efforts of generations from the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, to Zhuanxu's severing of heaven and earth, to Emperor Yao's slaying of evil gods, to Emperor Shun's exile of the four fiends, to Yu the Great's suppression of Gonggong and the casting of the Nine Cauldrons.

There are no gods descending from the heavens...

The human realm still has to rely on humans themselves.

Wei Yuan slandered in his heart, turned around, and prepared to leave.

He had already walked seven or eight steps along the mountain road.

But he still stopped.

After a few seconds of silence, he sighed heavily.

He turned back and looked at the young girl left in the past years.

He strode over.

Wei Yuan placed the bronze lamp in his hand beside him.

Because the height of the light source was lowered, the mist gathered again.

Wei Yuan saw the young goddess holding her knees in front of the pottery, quietly watching the scenery below Jade Mountain. The goddess reached out and unconsciously gently touched the flowers growing in the pottery.

Wei Yuan looked at the flowers in the pottery that had already withered.

He stretched out his hand.

Thirty-six Heavenly罡(gang) Transformations—

Flower blooms in an instant.

This was a wonderful supernatural power that could make time flow, or accelerate it.

But at this moment, it was used to do the most useless thing.

What a waste.

And the flowers that had withered in the long years reopened. Time was like a diffused mist. The young goddess was still at the other end of time, while the young Daoist kneeling on one knee was in reality, with a peaceful expression, touching the same bunch of flowers across the long years.

"No matter what..."

He said softly:

"I found you."

..................

Wei Yuan put away the bronze lamp and walked down the mountain along the path he had come from.

Looking back, he could still see the faint goddess in the mist. The withered flowers in the pottery had now reopened. Wei Yuan turned his head, walked down the mountain step by step, and concealed his aura, returning to the place where Wu Yu and Fei Yu were.

The time spent coming and going was not short. The stewed meat had long been stewed until it was fragrant and tender. Wu Yu and Fei Yu, and Bo Long, six eyes stared at the pottery pot, the gurgling sound in the pot was extremely tempting, and with this sound, an extremely rich aroma slowly rose.

Tenaciously and firmly drilling into the noses of the two people and one beast.

Fei Yu struggled to shift his gaze, muttering to himself silently, "I am a warrior of the tribe."

"Even the fiercest beasts cannot make me yield."

"A mere bowl of meat soup..."

"This is no different from the temptations of cultivation. No problem, I can completely withstand it, no problem."

He strengthened his willpower by meditating, breathing, and mobilizing his Qi and blood to resist the tempting aroma in the air. Wei Yuan looked at Fei Yu, who was desperately resisting the aroma, and then looked at the Bo beast, who was leaning over and rubbing against him. He suddenly felt an urge to laugh.

Bo Long ingratiatingly said, "My lord, what about that Crouching Tiger?"

"Has it been killed by you?"

Kill the Crouching Tiger?

Did I kill myself?

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched. He said without changing his expression, "You can rest assured."

"The Crouching Tiger will not threaten us."

Fei Yu and Wu Yu both breathed a sigh of relief. Wei Yuan opened the lid of the pottery pot. In an instant, the aroma sealed in the pot poured out overwhelmingly. Fei Yu gritted his teeth to resist this aroma. Wei Yuan used Daoist techniques to create several wooden bowls and asked, "How much do you want?"

Fei Yu said in a deep voice, "I already cooked before, so I'll eat..."

Wei Yuan stirred it with a spoon.

The aroma was rich.

Fei Yu's stomach made a sound.

His body stiffened. After a moment of silence, he said, "I want a small bowl."

Wei Yuan's mouth curved. The human realm was another matter, but at least in this Mountain Sea World, from the mountain gods to the birds and beasts, no one could remain unmoved by his cooking. Fei Yu habitually took a bite, and then his eyes lit up. Regardless of the heat, he was truly devouring it like a wolf.

In the end, those wooden bowls were eaten clean, and they didn't even need to be washed.

Wei Yuan also left a portion for the Bo beast, and the Bo dragon ate happily.

After eating, Wei Yuan used his mana to create a map of the West Mountain area of the Mountain Sea World in his hand, lightly tapped on it, marked their current location, and then thought about a safe route to Mount Chongwu.

After Wu Yu finished eating, he hesitated and asked Wei Yuan:

"Lord Mountain God."

"What's wrong?"

"Actually, I have a question..." Wu Yu said somewhat embarrassedly, "I recorded all the steps you took to make this meat just now. I don't know if I can pass it on to the people in Chaoge City when I return. I think these are more delicious than anything I've eaten before."

Wei Yuan suddenly realized and said, "Of course you can."

Wu Yu and Fei Yu both breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yu respectfully said:

"These are the writings passed down by you, Lord Mountain God. I wonder what they should be called?"

"Name, this..."

Wei Yuan originally wanted to say that this was not a problem, anything would be fine. His voice paused, he looked around, and a feeling of playfulness suddenly rose in his heart, so he smiled and said, "However, if we have to give it a name, then let's just call it *The Mountain Sea Cooking Guide*."

Wu Yu was stunned: "*The Mountain Sea Cooking Guide*?"

He and Fei Yu were slightly puzzled.

Bo Long's body stiffened.

A pair of eyes secretly glanced at the young man looking down at the map, his eyes filled with terror.

Did he write the Classic of Mountains and Seas for this...

I see, I understand.

This is his true face?!

Wei Yuan had no idea how far the Bo dragon's thoughts had strayed. He looked at the map, and under his sleeves was a small plastic bag, which was the bag left over from the seeds for Chaoge City, but now there were a few naturally patterned seeds.

These are Kunlun flowers planted in Jue's pottery.

He didn't touch the pottery, but he brought back some seeds. When the time comes, he'll send them to Jue's flower shop...

He didn't understand before, but now he somewhat understood why the goddess would choose to open a flower shop.

After all, during that thousand years, the flowers on Kunlun Mountain accompanied her.

………………

And at this moment.

At the very edge of the entire Mountain Sea World, in the legendary Youdu (Dark Capital), the product of 'Gonggong smashing Buzhou Mountain, and the northwest sky collapsing', a pair of eyes suddenly opened. As His eyes opened, Youdu, which should have been in the night like the entire Mountain Sea World, suddenly became bright, returning to daylight.

The dragon-bodied, human-headed god looked southeast.

He slowly opened His mouth: "This aura..."

"Seems a little familiar?"

ps: Today's first update... a little less words, two thousand eight hundred words.

Thanks to Mengzhu for sinking the boat, thank you...

I am struggling to pull the work and rest back, and the second update will be sent before half past twelve at all costs.