Chapter 109 Kunlun

Kunlun—

The ancestor of all mountains, the court of all gods.

Although the Kunlun of the human realm is extraordinary and refined, it is naturally not worthy of such a title.

However, the pressure exuded by the Taiqi Mountain God was ancient and awe-inspiring. After careful consideration, the Mount Tai Mountain God revealed himself. He was a tall, generous old man. Jue was shocked to find that the appearance and temperament of the Mount Tai Mountain God were very similar to that of Master.

Well, the height is the same.

It's almost like subconsciously imitating.

Calculating the time, the Mount Tai Mountain God should have just condensed his consciousness during the era when Master was active, and had no time to transform into a human form. It seems normal to use Master as a template for transformation after seeing him…

The Heavenly Maiden couldn't help but feel curious.

However…

Could it be that the mountain gods of Qilu also tend to transform into taller forms than the mountain gods of other places?

Just like the scallions here.

It is said that scallions in Qi have transformed into demons, choosing the appearance of transformation.

It was a burly man of two meters and three.

You can't tell it's a scallion at all.

Relying on a trick of slapping people in the face with scallions, causing stinging pain, he ran rampant in one area.

In the end?

In the end, he encountered a Huang Daxian (Weasel Immortal) born at the junction of Northeast China and Qilu, and was made into scallion dipped in soybean paste.

The girl remembered that the museum owner sighed for a long time when he was flipping through the *Records of Strange Demons in Shenzhou*, and couldn't recover for several days. He kept saying it was too wasteful, too wasteful, he could have greeted the scallion monster, and just given him a haircut every half a month, shaving off some of the green part.

Sustainable development.

He actually finished making the scallion dip?

Idiot!

Are you still a localized monster in Shenzhou?

Shameful!

Thinking of the young man's frustrated expression, wishing he could travel back and beat up the Huang Daxian.

The girl couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

The Mount Tai Mountain God first paused his gaze on the tall and majestic Taiqi Mountain God, then looked at the girl in front of him, and bowed his hands and said, "Shenzhou Mount Tai, I am being polite."

"You're too kind."

The girl subconsciously wanted to return the salute.

The Taiqi Mountain God coughed lightly.

Jue woke up and realized that she was acting in the name of Kunlun.

As Jue herself, and as Kunlun, the actions taken must be different.

The Heavenly Maiden had to nod with a smile, and said gently, "We have met before."

"Oh?"

The Mount Tai Mountain God was surprised, and then carefully looked at Jue, and suddenly said in shock, "You are..."

"I was also there when Master climbed Mount Tai."

The Mount Tai Mountain God said, "The Queen Mother of the West?!"

Jue: "…………"

The girl's first reaction in her mind.

Am I that old already?

The second reaction.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Queen Mother, I didn't mean to say you were old.

No, no.

The Queen Mother of the West is forever eighteen years old.

The girl prayed piously.

Adding in her heart:

A young girl of eighteen years old and eighty-four thousand months.

The Taiqi Mountain God coughed and said, "No, this is the Heavenly Maiden Jue."

The voice paused, creating momentum for the girl, "Also the next generation Queen Mother of the West."

Jue maintained the solemnity of her face.

The Mount Tai Mountain God recalled the past and couldn't help saying, "So it was you, haha, I still remember that when you went up the mountain, you had no expression on your face. When you went down the mountain, you were still carried down Mount Tai by the driver. It was hard for that young man, swaying and carrying you all the way."

"Mount Tai back then did not have the steps it has now, it was extremely steep, and there were even fierce beasts and monsters."

Jue, who was called the next Queen Mother of the West, had a slightly flushed face.

The Taiqi Mountain God said slowly: "After all, the events of that year were more than two thousand years ago."

"We are here today because we have something to discuss."

The Mount Tai Mountain God said, "I was negligent and abrupt. Although my humble abode is small, please come in and talk."

He led a few people to the secret realm of the mountain god.

The girl Azhao remained silent, standing behind with a smile, watching this scene.

Still naive.

Not good at doing such things, too reluctant?

She looked at the Heavenly Maiden Jue in front of her, thoughtfully. Although she was trying her best to do well, she was easily interrupted. Just now, the Mount Tai Mountain God had seized the initiative and rhythm. Fortunately, the Taiqi Mountain God interrupted, otherwise, this future Queen Mother of the West would have become passive.

She followed behind with interest.

……………………

In the museum, Wei Yuan, who learned that the chain summoning plan was a pipe dream, was very regretful.

He designated an area in the museum for Bai Ze to study formations and practice at night. Xiang Hongyu also temporarily resided in the old street. Of course, there was also Zhang Liao. Wei Yuan felt that he had to find Old Celestial Master. The old street was almost not big enough to live in. He had to build more houses.

However, Old Celestial Master should have long been accustomed to such a situation.

He has a big heart.

Wei Yuan gave a thumbs up.

The staff of the medical insurance department gave a thumbs down.

When Wei Yuan set off in the morning, Jue had not yet returned. Bai Ze, like a player who had discovered new equipment and dungeons in the game, had actually worked all night. However, after all, he was a divine beast, so working hard was not a big problem.

Representative figure, Wu Zhiqi.

Thinking of the Water Monkey, Wei Yuan's mood became a little depressed again. He looked at the morning news.

Coastal cities in Shenzhou have begun to consider moving inland.

The sea level is rising at a very firm rate, and has now risen by one meter compared to before.

If this continues, all coastal cities in Shenzhou will be submerged within a month, and a large number of people will have to move inland. As the water level rises, hydroelectric power stations and dams will be able to withstand it for a short time, but over time, they will exceed their limits.

Wei Yuan once again recognized the horror of the Water God.

He doesn't even mean to take action.

Just the revival caused the water level to rise, directly shattering the lives of many cities and countless people. At that time, Shenzhou's largest and most prosperous coastal port cities will be completely paralyzed, and the population will flow back into the inland. The resulting transportation, livelihood, and economic problems will be a heavy blow.

If it rises by one meter, the Demon City and Jiangnan will be threatened. If it is four meters, the Demon City will be directly submerged.

As long as the Water God is willing, the water level can rise by fifty meters.

The North China Plain and the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River in Shenzhou will be directly submerged.

He doesn't even need to fight, he can drink tea while watching Shenzhou sink.

Then he will create the future he expects.

That future may be beautiful, or grand, but it has nothing to do with the land of Shenzhou.

Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that Gonggong's character is at least upright. If he directly raised the water level in one breath, instead of giving advance warning and announcing the start of the war, countless people would not even have the chance to evacuate, and half of Shenzhou's area could be turned into the sea in an instant, directly turning it into a disaster.

And he will be menacing here in the posture of water combat.

Therefore.

Wei Yuan whispered.

He must be stopped.

And, first build up the army...

With this thought in mind, Wei Yuan arrived at Longhu Mountain, shrouded in mist and rain. The old Taoist priest planned to slip away after seeing him, but Wei Yuan held his shoulder. Curator Wei squeezed out a smile and said, "Old Celestial Master, don't be so polite."

"You actually called me Celestial Master?!"

The old Taoist took a breath, stepped back, and shivered:

"What trouble is this time?!"

"Is the world going to be destroyed?!"

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "This, how can it be so exaggerated?"

"What do you think of me?!"

The old Taoist pondered and said, "If there is something, Zhang Daoyou (Taoist friend)."

"If there is nothing..."

Wei Yuan followed and said, "If there is nothing..."

The old Taoist pondered, the corner of his mouth twitched, and said unhappily: "Have you ever come to me when there is nothing?!"

"Ah this..."

The museum owner said embarrassedly: "This, there is, there is one or two times, right?"

The old Celestial Master was helpless. Anyway, Wei Yuan came, and he couldn't drive him away, so he had to welcome him into the house. A plate of peanuts, a pot of tea, a plate of fruit, the Celestial Master said: "Tell me, what is it this time? Just say it directly, don't be so alarmed again, say it all in one breath."

"I can handle it."

He held a bottle of Jisu Jiuxin Wan (Quick-acting Heart-Relieving Pills) in his right hand, with a tragic expression of sacrifice.

Wei Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and with a wave of his sleeve robe.

The Male and Female Dragon Tiger Swords emerged, along with a sword box falling down.

Wei Yuan pushed the sword box.

The old Taoist was stunned, and then suddenly bounced up, opened the sword box with a click, the Male and Female Dragon Tiger Demon Slaying Swords lay quietly in it, the cold air was fierce, even if it was placed in the Age of Gods, this Demon Slaying Sword, held by generations of Celestial Masters, devoured countless demons and evil gods, and possessed the qualifications of a divine weapon.

"This is..."

"The genuine Male and Female Dragon Tiger Swords, as promised before."

The old Taoist said suspiciously: "You would actually really give it to me, but, is there really nothing wrong?"

The old Taoist still didn't believe it.

Wei Yuan picked up the tea and took a sip, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, there is something."

The joy on the old Taoist's face solidified.

He looked at the Male and Female Dragon Tiger Swords, then at Wei Yuan, and then at the Dragon Tiger Swords.

Then his face turned pale little by little, and he tremblingly opened the silver-white safe next to him, which was neatly stacked with Quick-acting Heart-Relieving Pills.

"You, you say."

"I can handle it."

Wei Yuan was helpless, and after a moment of silence, he told the story again.

He told about the revival of the true spirits of many famous generals, and the plan to put the true spirits into the Great Wilderness to contain the power behind the Great Wilderness, and finally sighed: "These famous generals need soldiers, and no military strategist doesn't need soldiers."

"And the Taoist sect's thirty-six Cave Heavens and seventy-two Blessed Lands all have methods of raising Yin Soldiers."

Saying this was enough.

The old Taoist didn't speak anymore.

Undoubtedly, Wei Yuan planned to obtain Yin Soldiers from various sects to serve as soldiers under the command of famous generals.

Zhang Ruosu said: "Why didn't you directly take out the Male and Female Dragon Tiger Swords in front of them."

"Returning this divine weapon to the Taoist sect, and begging them to hand over the Bingma Fu (Military Talisman)?"/

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, shook his head and mocked himself: "I can't do it."

"How can conquering the Great Wilderness not kill people? Zhang Daoyou, you and I are both from the Taoist sect, and we also know that most of the Yin Soldier forces in each sect come from the remnants of the true practice of their predecessors. The three souls of heaven, earth, and man, the Heavenly Soul enters the talisman and ascends to the sky, turning into a part of the talisman array."

"The Human Soul is the true spirit, dissipating in the furnace of heaven and earth."

"The Earth Soul is the Yin Soul. The Yin Soul does not dissipate and turns into soldiers, protecting future generations."

"It can also be regarded as leaving a thought for oneself and for future generations. Not to mention anything else, some Taoist disciples are now growing up under the guidance of these Yin Soldiers, the so-called Dharma Protector Generals."

"Now I am asking them to hand over their elders, and then send their elders' souls to die. I am not lying to you. I have also commanded soldiers before. It is impossible not to die in a war. Even Xiang Yu, his Jiangdong disciples all died."

"The heroes and villagers who responded to Liu Xuande in the past, although they were fellow villagers who followed Duke Pei to conquer the world."

"In the end, they all withered and died."

"Even if many famous generals are the commanders."

"These Yin Soldiers are also bound to, almost certainly, have their souls scattered in the Great Wilderness..."

"It is a certain death."

"I can't open my mouth."

"Not to mention using the Male and Female Dragon Tiger Swords to coerce them into agreeing."

"But I still have to open my mouth. Am I not here to talk to you to find confidence, ha... Zhang Daoyou, you don't have to help, this matter will ultimately have to be said by me personally."

Wei Yuan took a sip of tea, his eyes slightly closed.

I will face those people myself, and open my mouth myself.

The old Taoist rarely spoke, drinking cup after cup of wine, and finally sighed: "Have you all heard it? Come out." Wei Yuan was stunned. He didn't use divination to check his surroundings in Longhu Mountain. He didn't expect that next door, one old Taoist priest after another was there. They were monks from the thirty-six Cave Heavens and Blessed Lands.

Zhang Ruosu said softly: "...Divining the secrets of heaven, originally came here to find a way to resist the Water God."

"I didn't expect to hear this instead."

Wei Yuan's eyes became complicated.

The old Taoists over there stared at Wei Yuan, and finally Lin Shouyi said softly.

"Is it for personal gain that you fight?"

Wei Yuan shook his head.

The old Taoist next to him, who was blind in both eyes, whispered: "Is it for my Yanhuang that you fight?"

Wei Yuan nodded.

Then he realized that the other party couldn't see, and said, "Yes."

Lin Shouyi chuckled softly, took out a waist card made of black Yanghunmu (Soul-Nourishing Wood), his eyes complicated.

"Shangqing Maoshan Sect, the seventh-generation patriarch sealed the demon dragon, and died of exhaustion in the water battle."

"This is his Yanghunmu Yin Soldier. His own soul and the Yin Souls of the past ancestors of my Shangqing Sect have all turned into soldiers, all of which are in this."

The old Taoist put the waist card in Wei Yuan's hand.

Another old man in a blue shirt took out a green bamboo slip: "The Taoism of the real person Liu Ziguang, Qingyu Mountain of the Taoist sect, the ancestor Qian Yuanzi, devoted himself to the troubled times to cure the plague, and died of Qi Deviation. Willing to participate in this battle."

"Under the command of the Taoist real person Baiyun, Blessed Land Lingxu, cultivated Tao for seventy years, in the troubled times of the world, entered the tribulation with his body, and died to become a Yin Soldier..."

"Taoist Jinting Mountain, the ancestor devoted himself to the troubled times, during the Rebellion of the Eight Kings..."

"Taoist Dongtian Tianmu, Tiangai Dixuan Tian, the talisman of Yin Soldier forces, died during the Sui and Tang Dynasties..."

"Taoist Guangtiantan, this talisman ancestor entered the tribulation at the end of the Song Dynasty, died and his Tao dissipated, and turned into Yin Soldiers."

Wei Yuan held these waist cards and military talismans, his palms trembling.

There is still one point.

Ordinary Taoist monks cannot transform into Yin Soldier Generals. What is needed for a general, in addition to profound cultivation, is also to carry the aura of swords and soldiers, that is, only those Taoist monks who entered the tribulation with their bodies in troubled times are qualified to transform into Yin Soldier Generals and command Yin Souls and ghosts.

These were all people who stood up in times of great chaos in the world.

Now they are going to stand up again to protect Shenzhou.

To go to a battle that is bound to die.

The blind Taoist groped for the Taoist talisman and placed it in Wei Yuan's hand, saying, "This is from my Huxi Mountain, and this one is from the Thirty-Eight Blessed Land Xiaoyao Cave, kept by the old Taoist on behalf of them."

"Xiaoyao Mountain?"

The blind old Taoist sneered:

"Originally, the Taoism was weak, and there was no true inheritance."

"More than a hundred years ago, the Japanese pirates invaded the border, and twelve Taoists from the mountain went down, and none of them came back."

"The Taoism is extinct."

Wei Yuan held the Yin Soldier military talismans of the thirty-six Cave Heavens and seventy-two Blessed Lands in his arms.

Those Taoists looked at the last entrustments of their ancestors. Finally, Wei Yuan placed these waist cards layer by layer on the table, and one Taoist military talisman after another lit up. This was the thirty-six Cave Heavens and seventy-two Blessed Lands cutting off their connection with the ancestors' military talismans.

One military talisman after another lit up and floated in the air.

These old men's voices were hoarse, and they bowed their hands to their ancestors for the last time.

"The Qi of the heavens is vast."

"My Taoism will prosper."

Among them, the blind old Taoist with dark eyes looked at Wei Yuan, his dry, wrinkled hand grasped his arm, holding it tightly, and said, "Hey, kid from the Taiping Dao."

He said, "Don't lose..."

ps: Today's first update...