"No, I think I can explain..."

"Lord Wu'an, I think perhaps something has gone wrong."

The refined and gentle, or at least seemingly so, Lord Wu'an patted Wei Yuan on the shoulder.

He pointed a finger in the direction behind him, smiling:

"Mm, go ahead, I'm listening."

Watching Wei Yuan being dragged away by Lord Wu'an, of course, the main point was that Wei Yuan felt wronged. This matter could be explained clearly, so he didn't resist much. In any case, amidst the chaos, Zhao Gongming, the reincarnation of the Golden Crow, hid in a corner, writing furiously, recording the gossip of the crime, no, the latest intelligence.

The bright and generous Heavenly Maiden Ba pursed her lips, wondering:

"Did I say something wrong?"

She asked herself in her heart.

"Nonsense, you didn't include a pronoun in your words. Who knows who you're talking about?"

The Nine Heavens Profound Maiden was helpless.

To prevent the amnesiac Heavenly Maiden Ba from inadvertently unleashing her powers and transforming into the ancient calamity, the drought demon Hanba, directly turning the land within a thousand miles into a red, scorched volcanic wasteland – this mythological concept of 'a thousand miles of red earth' – the remaining spirituality of the Nine Heavens Profound Maiden was directly stuffed into Ba's body by Zhu Jiuyin.

The Nine Heavens Profound Maiden, Xuan representing Ren, represents water.

Only she could better restrain Ba's thousand miles of red earth.

After all, other ferocious beasts could only cause a city to dry up.

But frankly speaking, the scope of a thousand miles and a city are not comparable.

Red earth and drought are also completely different levels of destructiveness.

And Ba's speed is not slow at all.

At this moment, the Nine Heavens Profound Maiden was extremely helpless, and then gritted her teeth and said:

"You should say, that faithless sword!"

"It has actually changed owners twice in these years, and is about to welcome the third one. It, it, it, the Xuanyuan Sword, you bastard, that little b*tch, that fickle, philandering so-called divine weapon, I will definitely throw it into the furnace to refine it. Is Zhurong's fire enough? If not, we'll find other fires..."

"Damn it, if Bai Ze were here, he would definitely know where such a place is."

The Nine Heavens Profound Maiden expressed her dissatisfaction within her younger sister's true spirit.

Muttering and muttering.

A bit like a little girl stomping her feet hard.

Heavenly Maiden Ba asked in confusion, "But why do you think it is faithless and amorous?"

The Nine Heavens Profound Maiden replied, "Isn't this considered amorous?!"

"In these thousands of years, it has actually acknowledged a third person!"

"I haven't changed in these thousands of years..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Heavenly Maiden Ba smiled gently, when she wasn't extremely angry, her smile was truly gentle, and not the kind of aloof, condescending warmth of looking down on mortals, but like the warm sun in winter, like small pieces of tofu boiling in a small pot, even like holding a roasted sweet potato and walking on a snowy road, that kind of steaming warmth.

Of course, provided she doesn't encounter Gengchen.

"I recently recalled that when I was little, or in the past, when Niangniang brought us down to the mortal world, a certain teacher said that people judge things based on themselves as the standard. Some people are shorter and think others are too tall. Some people are unscrupulous and think the actions of other gentlemen are too rigid."

"In my opinion, only changing one owner in five thousand years, and only encountering the second one, is already very good. But in your eyes, this is faithless. Does that mean that your feelings in these five thousand years have not changed at all?"

Heavenly Maiden Ba, who only remembered some things, but not much, asked.

The Nine Heavens Profound Maiden retorted, "How is that possible? The teacher was talking about people, I'm not human."

"Besides, how could I still remember him after so long?"

Ba smiled and said, "I didn't say who it was."

She lowered her head and whispered:

"It is difficult for gods to empathize with humans."

"And we are especially special existences, the purest state of primordial energy, empty and chaotic, a ball of flame, a stream of water, and even more without human emotions. If gods have hearts, then our hearts are empty holes."

"So, Xuan Nu, you now have emotions."

"I think someone must have filled the hole in your heart..."

………………

"So that's how it is, I'm sorry."

After undergoing the Black Ice Terrace of Great Qin's confirmation of the truth of the language, and even using qi and observing the strength of the soul, a look of apology appeared on Lord Wu'an's face. He said, "I was too reckless. I thought..."

"Heh, you truly are a sharp warrior of my Great Qin."

"To be able to maintain loyalty for two thousand years for the sake of love, well done, Yuan!"

"Worthy of being the Young Superior Craftsman of my Great Qin!"

"To be able to maintain your primordial yang body until now, well done, Yuan!"

"Worthy of being the King's halberd-bearer!"

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "........."

Are you praising me?

You are praising me, right!

His mouth twitched: "You flatter me."

Lord Wu'an patted him on the shoulder to show encouragement.

He hesitated for a moment, but still said, "However, if you have any unspeakable secrets, you can tell me. When I conquered the State of Chu and annihilated those countries in ancient Shu that called themselves gods, I did seize some medicinal herbs..."

Wei Yuan reached out and grabbed Lord Wu'an's wrist, saying, "No!"

His forehead twitched, and he said, "This, I really don't need..."

………………

Finally, it was clarified that they were talking about the Xuanyuan Sword. When Ba, or rather, Xuan Nu, learned that the Xuanyuan Sword had not fallen into the hands of the Great Wilderness, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ba leaned closer to Wei Yuan, startling the latter. This heavenly maiden, who usually seemed gentle, smiled and said:

"I suddenly remembered."

"You are also like that, right..."

Like Xuanyuan, filling her empty hole.

Wei Yuan was puzzled.

Heavenly Maiden Ba didn't say much, just watched Wei Yuan leave, watching Wei Yuan go to other places.

She said, "I can feel that in his true spirit, there is a trace of Xuanyuan's memory aura."

"You're hiding in me, are you afraid of seeing Xuanyuan?"

The Nine Heavens Profound Maiden didn't answer.

Anyway, she represents the flow of water. Even if she misses that guy in her heart for a thousand, two thousand, or five thousand years, when she really meets him, she will definitely maintain the aloofness of a goddess and a teacher. Her thoughts will twist and turn like the turbulent waves beneath the deep sea, but on the surface, she will still say calmly, "Long time no see."

She always felt that if it weren't for that, Xuanyuan wouldn't have been taken away by Leizu back then.

Moreover, moreover...

In the end, it was clearly that idiot Xuanyuan's fault.

How could a teacher who teaches you swordsmanship and military strategy suddenly lose to a young female commander from a large tribe riding a bear?!

It's impossible, it's impossible to lose!

Xuan Nu conjured Xuanyuan's brilliant face in Heavenly Maiden Ba's mind.

Heavenly Maiden Ba muttered to herself, "If it were me, I would definitely not back down."

"I would definitely grab him and hold him in my hands."

"So that he could never let go again."

Worthy of you.

Xuan Nu retorted, but she also envied her younger sister's straightforwardness, envied her decisiveness, and also thought of the youngest, Jue. Her expression hesitated, and a curious thought suddenly emerged, and she fell into contemplation. She herself had the aspect of being the founder of the Six Ren, as the shapeless transformation of water, to observe the future.

She also had the violent side of the Kunlun War God, who was skilled in using troops like water and was invincible in battle.

Ba had the gentle and peaceful side of fire.

But she also had the tyrannical and powerful side, as the mythological aspect of the drought demon, Hanba, the calamity of drought.

Jue...

What is her mythological concept?

The catastrophe of wind, what is it? Is it a storm, or is it...

She looked at the conjured, youthful Xuanyuan's bright smile, as if it was still the Kunlun Great Wilderness of the God Era, the beginning of that passionate idiot carrying his sword and heading towards the world, and bit her lip.

She punched the conjured Xuanyuan in the abdomen.

………………

"Hiss!!!"

In Wei Yuan's lucid dream, the Xuanyuan war soul, reformed by the imprint of heaven and earth and memories, suddenly gasped and clutched his stomach. Wei Yuan was dragged in for tutoring, the key points about the concept of gods. For some reason, it might be that this knowledge point was too important.

Chiyou actually rarely came out to urge Wei Yuan to come in earlier.

Wei Yuan had no choice but to ask the old Daoist for a kitchen.

If he used a guest room, the old Daoist might be curious about cultivation, and Zhao Gongming was also there, which might lead to more troublesome things. There were no such concerns in the kitchen. Once the doors and windows were closed, saying it was a top-secret recipe and anyone who came in wouldn't get any food, they wouldn't be able to sneak in. The old Daoist watched Wei Yuan enter the door, curious about what delicious food he would get to eat tonight.

But suddenly, a voice transmission came, and he frowned slightly.

Lin Shouyi next to him was surprised and said, "What's wrong? Your face looks a bit bad..."

"It's nothing..."

Zhang Ruosu lowered his eyes and said, "The North Indian Pantheon has only just recovered a few, and now they're starting to jump around over there."

"Oh? Who?"

The old man asked in confusion, "It seems to be, the legendary one who manifested during the Tang Dynasty, holding the Sun God's ring and the Sun Sword, the Sword-holding Rama?"

Inside the kitchen.

Wei Yuan sat on a chair, his eyes slightly closed.

He came to the dream.

And then he was stunned.

He looked up in confusion and saw a group of old seniors sitting in a row in front of him.

He just didn't know where Kua Fu had gone.

"You've finally come."

Chiyou whispered.

You actually dare to come?!

Wei Yuan nodded and asked curiously, "About the concept of gods... I wanted to ask, and where did Kua Fu go?"

"He, he had something to do and went to the Nine Netherworlds first."

Zhu Jiuyin took a sip of tea.

"As for the concept of gods."

"Today, we will teach you about the strongest in the God Era, about the first in speed, the first in strength, the first in unpredictability, the first in weirdness, and about the events of the human race back then. We will tell you all of these things. In the past, you weren't strong enough and didn't need to know these things."

"Now that you've fought against Chong, it's time to tell you."

"And perhaps you can also try to wield one or two."

Xing Tian nodded, "That's right."

"We will personally tell you what the concept of gods is."

"And the connection between divine weapons and the concept of gods."

"We will definitely teach you!"

"Yes, we will definitely not let you forget!"

A group of old men smiled and assured him, their laughter revealing a joyful and happy atmosphere, revealing the sincere happiness of about to teach a student, harmless and generous like seniors who wanted to pass on their life's work. They sat in a row, they sat on high-backed chairs, the chairs connected, and the shadows cast down were black and like a coffin.

Inside the shadows cast behind the chairs were Chiyou's Ten Demon Soldiers, a projection of the Xuanyuan Sword, and Shennong's Whip, piled full. Behind them, Kua Fu was tied up, his hands and feet bound, and even his mouth stuffed:

"Ugh ugh..."

"Ugh! Ugh ugh!!!"

Don't come over!

This time's training...

As long as he makes a little noise, as long as he makes a little...

He wanted to try his best to give his warning, so that Wei Yuan could notice, until he found that Chiyou, who had always been cold and arrogant, actually took the initiative to stand up, put his hand kindly on Wei Yuan's shoulder, put his arm around Wei Yuan's shoulder, or rather, restrain him, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, about the concept of gods, you will definitely never forget it again."

Kua Fu: "…………"

Lying flat, giving up struggling.

I've tried my best, Curator Wei.

Numb, whatever.

ps: Second update today............

Encountered some unexpected events today, dice roll determination special encounter +1, author's fatigue value increased.

Household inventory upup, green leafy vegetables + staple food + protein storage increased.

Special skill · Staying Home has been activated.