Chapter 660 Hidden Truths

Chang Xi would exchange Da Yi's spirit.

And the Da Yi who returned would no longer be a simple battle spirit, but a truly existing soul, although severely injured and incomplete. This was a qualitative difference from the battle spirit that existed in memories. Wei Yuan's expression changed slightly.

Besides, he had no intention of doing anything to Chang Xi in the first place.

Ye Ming smiled and said, "It seems you are quite satisfied with my information."

"Then, what about the answer I need?"

Who exactly was manipulating the Twelve Yuanchen?

Wei Yuan pointed to his brow, thoughts surging in his mind, turning his experiences and understanding of Kaiming and the Twelve Yuanchen into a jade stone, placing it on the table, and flicking it out. Ye Ming raised his hand and caught the jade slip.

After a brief glance, he was slightly surprised.

A smile appeared on that fragile, handsome face:

"The shadow recording technique is excellent..."

"Worthy of the Tu Shan clan."

Wei Yuan: "............"

"You're too kind."

What exactly was the reputation of the Tu Shan clan before the Age of Gods?

Ye Ming accepted the jade stone, then the corners of his mouth slightly curved up, the white hair at his temples slightly lifted, his eyes closed, facing Wei Yuan's direction, the folding fan pressed against his chest, and he slightly bowed, saying, "Then, for the second question, I am Ye Ming, the Deputy Ruler of the Heavenly Emperor..."

"Here, I have come to welcome the Emperor's Consort back."

A gentle sentence.

The aura was sharp, and the previous harmonious conversation instantly disappeared.

Ye Ming's aura collided with Wei Yuan's, raising a hand to point, still polite.

But the power unique to the Lord of Years had already begun to erode.

Wei Yuan pressed his left hand on the stone table.

In the sky, thunder roared like an angry azure dragon. Wei Yuan's temples and hair slightly lifted. Thunder and fire were most yang, and Taiyin was most pure, transforming into a unity of yin and yang. His foundation was finally completely forged into one, a fusion of the Three Teachings, so profound that it could be called the pinnacle of humanity, while in front of him was the shuttle of time, the sequence of stars.

The two auras intertwined.

A hint of astonishment appeared on Ye Ming's face.

The human who had clearly been inferior to him in terms of foundation when they met before now possessed an aura so vigorous and violent that he was no longer what he once was, vaguely able to contend with him, not falling behind. Ye Ming conjured a simple longsword in his palm.

Time flies like a white horse passing through a crack, the divine weapon Bai Ju.

Wei Yuan held his right hand like a sword.

The hair at his temples swept back slightly.

The aura rose, and at its peak, three illusory figures suddenly appeared behind him.

One wore a Taoist robe, straw sandals, a jade crown, and had a detached and distant expression.

One wore Confucian attire, a long sword at his waist, the jade pendant on the sword hilt clinking, and raised eyebrows.

The other was dressed as a Buddhist disciple, hands clasped together, a golden Buddhist light between his eyebrows.

The three had different temperaments, but upon closer inspection, they all looked like Wei Yuan.

The unity of the Three Teachings.

Although time is long, there are always ideals that can transcend death and time.

The world changed color. The people coming and going outside this small courtyard, their idle chatter and whispers, were like sounds from another world. The peach tree swayed slightly, and with each falling peach blossom, it was as if endless years had passed outside, and the sounds grew farther and farther away.

Telling you that life is suffering and meaningless under the vast years.

But there was also a voice saying that this was not the case.

It was not time that gave value to the world, but we who gave meaning to time.

Ye Ming was surprised, and then a smile appeared on his face. His fingers, which seemed too pale, pressed against the sword hilt, and the divine sword Bai Ju slowly unsheathed. Wei Yuan lifted a glass of wine with his left hand, and the wine reflected the entire sky. His right hand was held like a sword, the sword energy condensed and sharp.

"Stop."

Just as the two auras intertwined, about to strike, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Chang Xi, who had been unwilling to listen any further after hearing Da Yi's name, walked out, her expression not very good. Ye Ming sheathed his sword, which then disappeared, stood up, bowed slightly, and Wei Yuan lifted his wine glass and slowly drank, the surging aura in his chest slowly calming down.

As if they had not just intended to fight directly.

Wei Yuan put down his wine cup and glanced at the white-haired old man next to him, discovering that this guy had squatted on the wall at some point, watching him and Ye Ming with a happy face. And when he discovered that they had not been able to fight, the old man, who ultimately didn't get to see the show, was full of regret.

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

Still watching a show?

The god of Buzhou Mountain noticed Wei Yuan's gaze, awkwardly jumped down from the corner of the wall, and coughed.

He sat down as if nothing had happened.

Ye Ming bowed slightly and said, "Emperor's Consort, I have come to take you back."

Chang Xi pondered for a long time, and said, "There is no need..."

Ye Ming was astonished.

The Emperor's Consort said, "For this one time only, I need to go with him to exchange for Da Yi."

Ye Ming didn't have a greater expression on his face. He thought for a while and said, "May I ask why?"

Chang Xi said, "For the sake of the common people."

"Hmm?"

"If I leave with you today, given this person's character, even if he has to gamble everything, he will go to the agreed place, wanting to rely on his own strength to forcibly take Da Yi away. If that is the case, it will inevitably bring about reckless fighting and bloodshed."

The gentle-faced Ye Ming took a step forward and smiled:

"Does the Emperor's Consort think that retreating is always the right thing to do?"

"Or does she think that my Great Wilderness lacks the heart for courageous fighting?"

"Or perhaps, in order to avoid conflict, even constantly swallowing insults and retreating is acceptable? Which needs to be avoided more, bloodshed, or the even greater impact that constant retreat will have on my Great Wilderness?"

His facial features were gentle, but the words he spoke were sharp, directly questioning Chang Xi's true intentions.

Chang Xi said decisively, "The Great Wilderness is definitely not afraid of battle and will not avoid fighting."

"However, the blood of the gods and warriors of the Great Wilderness should be shed only on things that are truly worthwhile, and not to give their lives for some insignificant matters."

'Insignificant matters...'

Ye Ming murmured in his heart, the corners of his mouth slightly curving up.

It should be known that this so-called matter that was not worth shedding blood for was about Chang Xi herself.

Being able to say these words, then at least the Emperor's Consort's trip was not without meaning.

The god of years, with a wooden hairpin in his hair and white temples, smiled and nodded, saying, "If that is the case."

"Then, Ye Ming will yield a step."

"Until the next time we meet, Wei Yuan, I also want to see whether my sword technique of the passing moment is stronger, or your homeland is superior. Let's talk about this battle at that time. Then, we can decide whether to let you know more things."

"And now, there is indeed something I need to tell you."

Ye Ming sheathed his sword.

"Those ten Soul-Shattering Arrows that could kill the Emperor's son."

He said, "Were forged by Fu Xi."

!!!!!!!

Wei Yuan's thoughts suddenly stopped.

'Fu Xi suddenly appeared three hundred years after Nuwa repaired the heavens, and then went to the outer seas of the Age of Gods.'

Zhu Jiuyin's words rose in his mind, and Zhu Jiuyin also said that after that, he had never seen Fu Xi return from the outer seas of the Age of Gods. And it was obvious that in the Sun-Shooting event that was very far behind the heaven repairing, how did Da Yi obtain the arrows forged by Fu Xi?

Or rather...

Was it Fu Xi who guided Da Yi to shoot down the Golden Crows?

Then, as Ye Ming said, there were hidden secrets in Xi He driving the ten suns across the sky.

What were these hidden secrets?

This was contrary to what Zhu Jiuyin said, so which side had the problem?!

Could it be that, could it be that the ten suns soared into the sky, and Yi shot down nine suns.

Was it a confrontation between Fu Xi and Di Jun?!

No... impossible...

It shouldn't be.

Fu Xi was the ancestor of humanity, and Di Jun was the father of the Golden Crows. They couldn't pay such a great price.

They couldn't pay such a price to fight.

Wei Yuan's heart was in turmoil, as if he had glimpsed something completely beyond reality. Nuwa disappeared, Fu Xi was missing, and now it seemed that he had seen a confrontation between Fu Xi and Di Jun. He didn't even know whether it was Fu Xi himself who gave the Sun-Shooting Arrows to Da Yi.

When he raised his head, Ye Ming had already left.

Chang Xi looked at Wei Yuan and said, "This time, one reason is that I don't want my Great Wilderness to be harmed because of me again, and the second is to repay you for saving me that day. Once this favor is repaid, all that will be left between us is hatred. Next time we meet, we will be enemies."

"This feud, this hatred, will definitely be avenged!"

After Chang Xi finished saying this cool line.

Then she turned her head away, snorted coldly, and calmly returned to the house.

The god of Buzhou Mountain laughed loudly, "Hahaha, tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Chang Xi was like this back then. I didn't expect that after so many years, she's still the same. Chang Xi is different from Xi He, and different from the Queen Mother of the West."

"The moonlight always gently shines on all things. For her, revenge is easy to take, but favors are difficult to repay."

"If there are any troubles in the future, perhaps she will help you once, but don't expect a good attitude. After all, this period of time is not a pleasant one for her."

Wei Yuan nodded, then thought of something and said:

"You just said, the Queen Mother of the West? Is her personality different?"

"Yes, the Lord of Slaughter of Western Geng Metal, hence the King of All Things, holding the Five Calamities of Heaven and ruling the world."

The god of Buzhou Mountain recited a string of honorable titles in one breath, without pausing, saying, "Therefore, she is called the Queen Mother of the West."

"Look, there are those who misname themselves, but who misnames their nicknames?"

"With just this title, which one can you pick out that's easy to provoke? Of course, she holds grudges..."

"Cough cough, I mean, someone who takes revenge on the spot, a straightforward person."

The old mountain god stroked his beard and said, "If you don't understand, you can put it this way. After Kunlun became peaceful later, Kaiming was the Nine Gates of Heaven, in charge of the secrets of all things, equivalent to being able to catch all kinds of gods who commit crimes; and Lu Wu was the one who made the rules, dividing black and white, while the Queen Mother of the West..."

"Well, the Queen Mother of the West is the one responsible for executing the gods."

"Let me secretly tell you, don't spread it around, her real name when she was young should be the Western King."

"She is in charge of disasters, calamities, the five punishments, and the aura of slaughter."

Wei Yuan muttered to himself, "The Lord of Slaughter of Geng Metal, the Western King of Kunlun."

"In charge of... disasters and the five punishments?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's the title."

The god of Buzhou Mountain eagerly shared the old gossip:

"The title 'Mother' seems to be because a stubborn god was beaten so badly by her behind closed doors that he directly called out 'Old Mother' like a mortal. It is said that he was beaten to tears, so it spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and later became the Queen Mother of the West. But, after all, if you talk about the Lord of Geng Metal, the Western King of Kunlun, it carries a sense of pressure."

"This Queen Mother of the West is much more graceful."

"But I always feel that the Queen Mother of the West felt that her title was inferior because Di Jun called himself Emperor, so she simply added 'ruling the world,' but which Queen Mother of the World holds the power of the Five Calamities of Heaven?"

The old mountain god complained, "The Calamities of Heaven, the Wounds of Heaven, these things are specially for executing gods."

"Okay, so this is called 'ruling the world,' then wouldn't a loving father have to carry a stick to be called 'fatherly love'?"

"Di Jun is the constellation of stars, fixing the fortune."

"The Western King is the Five Calamities of Heaven, the god of destiny."

"In the earlier era, she was a famous figure in the world."

Wei Yuan: "..............."

The god of Buzhou Mountain raised his head and asked in confusion, "Hmm? Why is so much sweat coming from you, fox cub?"

Wei Yuan stiffly said, "No, I'm not..."

"Hmm? No? Why is more and more coming out?"

"No, it's an illusion."

"Well, but you can rest assured that because the power she holds is the power of disaster, she is very cautious. After all, the Five Calamities and Five Remnants of Heaven, among which the thunder tribulation is known, even the creatures and demons of the Great Wilderness have to pass this move to cultivate, so the Queen Mother of the West is also known as the First Seat of Female Cultivators."

"Then there's the calamity of weapons. If you're not careful, you'll die an unnatural death."

"Then there's the fire calamity. If you can't avoid it, your five organs will turn to ashes, and your limbs will decay."

"Thousands of years of hard cultivation will be in vain."

"Then there is water, and wind, that wind is the most terrifying."

"The wind disaster enters through the seven orifices of the soul. Those with unsettled minds, even gods will have their souls blown away. Once the soul is destroyed and the true spirit turns into nothingness, then no matter if it is a vajra body that cannot be broken by lightning or burned by fire, it will also have its bones and flesh dissipate, turning into ashes, which is the most difficult to defend against."

The old mountain god briefly introduced the Queen Mother of the West, one of the top ten, saying:

"As for hitting her forehead, well, probably, she won't kill you."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The god of Buzhou Mountain said:

"She will at most press that person under Mount Kunlun, head facing out, butt facing in, and then find three giant clansmen to hold sticks, one on the left, one on the right, and one in front, and then hit the same spot for five hundred years... after all, she basically takes revenge on the spot."

"Hmm?! Why is your sweat like a waterfall, fox cub?"

"Hmm? Wait, could it be..."

The old mountain god's movements froze, and he finally realized something, raising his head to look at Wei Yuan in front of him.

Wei Yuan looked at him.

The corners of the old mountain god's mouth twitched, "Don't tell me, fox cub, that you are this big joke."

Wei Yuan: "............"

He looked at the old mountain god, and the old mountain god looked at him.

One was the biggest spectacle of the last era.

One was obviously about to become the number one big melon in the future.

After a long silence, everything was understood without words. Finally, the god of Buzhou Mountain stretched out his hand, grasped Wei Yuan's hand, shook it heavily, and put his other hand on Wei Yuan's shoulder, sighing:

"You two, really..."

He really said "really" several times, and finally said heavily:

"Fate!!!"

ps: Today's second update............

The Queen Mother of the West is shaped like a human, with a leopard's tail, tiger's teeth, and is good at howling... She is the celestial governor of calamity and the five remnants - "Classic of Mountains and Seas."