Chapter 127 Logs

　　Dragon Tiger Mountain has returned to its former peace and tranquility.

　　Zhao Gongming sat cross-legged at the highest point of the clouds, feeling the gradual disintegration and disappearance of the Daoist Heavenly Court talisman array left by Zhang Daoling. He withdrew his gaze with some complexity. After the battle with Gonggong, the Human Race Heavenly Court was almost completely exhausted.

　t It could no longer be used as a trump card.

　　Correspondingly, the imperial mausoleum array that Emperor Ying Zheng of the Human Race relied on, as well as the Mo family's royal weapon, also collapsed.

　　Now, the Daoist talisman Heavenly Court array only has a framework left, and Emperor Ying Zheng of the Human Race only retains the Tai'a Sword and the Imperial Jade Seal. Without the assistance of the imperial mausoleum array, his individual strength has plummeted, just like the old Daoist.

　　Without the assistance of the talisman Heavenly Court array, Zhang Ruosu is just Zhang Ruosu.

　　Not the Jade Emperor.

　　This is not to say that it has a major impact on his strength.

　　Rather, the talisman Heavenly Court is equivalent to infinite laws for Zhang Ruosu.

　　The cooldown of various supernatural powers is directly reduced by ninety-nine percent.

　　He can replenish all his mana in the time it takes to breathe. The attack and defense buff bonuses are nothing, but the first two alone can transform this Daoist true cultivator, the most talented of the Human Race, into a terrifying turret, throwing out all kinds of forbidden Daoist supernatural powers without any cost. He can really fight to the death with existences from the Age of Gods.

　　After all, everything requires a price.

　　And defeating Gonggong requires an even greater price.

　　The old Daoist is very open-minded about it. Governing floods, driving away diseases, the Human Race has always been constantly losing and constantly gaining to get to where it is today. It is impossible for anything to protect future generations for thousands of years. Trusting that one's descendants can also uphold the same will to overcome the difficulties of their era is also the magnanimity that a pioneer should have.

　　It really was a great battle.

　　Zhao Gongming thought.

　　A Daoist below shouted, "Uncle-Master Zhao, have you finished writing your book yet?"

　　"The brothers are waiting to make copies and circulate it!"

　　"Not yet, not yet!"

　　"I'm going to gugu today!" (onomatopoeia for bird sounds, meaning 'I'm slacking off')

　　Zhao Gongming's body swayed, transforming into a rainbow light and flying away. As an old ancestor who likes to gossip, no, who is very concerned about the lives of everyone up and down the mountain, Zhao Gongming's personal notes are very popular on Dragon Tiger Mountain.

　　Finding a comfortable place again, Zhao Gongming stretched.

　　He took out paper and pen from his bosom, thought for a while, and began to write again.

　　《The Dragon Tiger Mountain Log of Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth · Latest Chapter》——

　　'Everything is over. Some of the children on Dragon Tiger Mountain suffered serious injuries, but it seems that because Miss Xiaoqing found the water vein node in time, and because of the appearance of the Buddhist disciples, there were no deaths... That's great.'

　　'But Zhang Hao, that kid... his Dao cultivation is completely gone.'

　　'His meridians are damaged. I'm afraid he will never be able to cultivate in this life. In such a great era of cultivation, this has to be said to be a huge loss. He handed in his shoulu (ordination certificate) yesterday, saying that he no longer needs it.'

　　'Everyone feels very regretful, but when Zhang Hao went down the mountain, he looked at the lotus flowers on the back mountain for a while, and his steps were very light. Perhaps he has lost the Dharma, but seems to be closer to the Dao. So be it.'

　　'A Xuan is back, and it's fortunate that Feng Siyu went with him.'

　　'After all, she is the reincarnation of the Phoenix spirit. Zhurong and Gonggong don't get along. She seems to have stabilized a lot of the water veins. Also, she successfully comforted a large number of frightened children with snacks.'

　　'Note: I suspect that she learned the profound art of Qiankun in the sleeve (a Daoist magic) from Head Curator Wei in the old street.'

　　'Note 2: She herself seems to carry enough inventory to replenish an entire large supermarket.'

　　'Note 3: The source of funding is unknown, seems to be Qingqiu (the land of the nine-tailed fox)'

　　'Xiao Yu'er saved someone, so she has been very happy recently. Lin Ling'er is the same.'

　　'The Lady of the Lake hopes that Zhang Ruosu will become the [Jade Emperor Mode]. Now she is really starting to develop special potions, but that thing might turn the old Daoist into a female Daoist... Well, but if that really happens, it should be fun, so I won't mention it for now.'

　　'Judging from what the old Daoist looked like when he was a young Daoist, he would probably look good as a woman.'

　　'Finally...'

　　Zhao Gongming raised his head and looked into the distance. In the quiet room of Dragon Tiger Mountain, a girl wearing a white Daoist robe, with smooth black hair falling down, and large, bright eyes, sat quietly. In front of her was a handsome god in a blue robe, his sleeves falling wide and softly, his black hair hanging down to the ground from his back, his dragon horns jagged.

　　The corners of Zhao Gongming's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head to continue writing:

　　'Gengchen and Nuba have been sitting face to face for ten days.'

　　'Seriously, it's terrifying, brother.'

　　'I completely dare not approach them within three miles.'

　　'Probably no one dares...'

　　As he said this, Zhao Gongming suddenly heard a sound. He looked down and saw a certain white-haired man kicking open the door of the quiet room very neatly, laughing loudly and saying, "Ahahaha, Daoist Zhang, you are here, right? I heard the little Daoist just now say that you..."

　　Wei Yuan's voice stopped abruptly: "............"

　　Gengchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Nuba's soft eyes turned to the white-haired fox demon whose forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

　　Zhao Gongming: "............"

　　He raised his hand and slapped it on his face.

　　It's over.

　　Beyond saving.

　　Farewell!

　　Yes, no one dares to step between Nuba and Gengchen, who are currently staring at each other.

　　But Head Curator Wei,

　　Always surprises people.

　　The thing I like to do most is to jump back and forth beyond your expectations.

　　Wei Yuan's expression froze, and then he scratched the back of his head and laughed, "Haha, well, sorry, I went to the wrong door. It seems that I came at the wrong time. You guys continue, please, please..."

　　He turned around and left.

　　A hand pressed on his shoulder, with such strength that Wei Yuan, who had not yet recovered from his injuries, could not break free. The Dragon God Gengchen smiled and said, "No, no, no..."

　　"You've come at just the right time."

　　"Of course it's not the right time, don't you think?"

　　Nuba smiled and said, "My dear brother-in-law?"

　　He left quickly.

　　If you don't interfere in this matter, I will agree to your matter.

　　Such a thing, betraying Gengchen, of course...

　　I can't refuse!

　　Zhao Gongming watched strangely as the white-haired Head Curator Wei rushed out.

　　Then he slammed the door shut behind him, took a long breath, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

　　Gu Yu (site name) I don't know how Head Curator Wei broke free. From a mortal body, to the body of a mountain god, and finally to the current fusion of the Three Teachings, the foundation of supporting the heavens and the earth, his power is already quite strong, and he is facing Gengchen, who has never reached his peak.

　　Wei Yuan wiped his sweat, looked up at the God of Wealth in the sky, and said, "God of Wealth Zhao."

　　"Where is Daoist Zhang now?"

　　Zhao Gongming pointed in a direction. This time, Wei Yuan finally didn't go to the wrong place. The old Daoist has become old again, but as the former [Jade Emperor], this time caused his white hair to turn gray again. Wei Yuan always felt that he could make himself younger, but he was probably worried that after becoming younger, he would be tied back to his hometown by the Lady of the Lake to get married.

　　That's why he maintains his current appearance.

　　"Has that ferocious beast awakened?"

　　The old Daoist replied, "He has awakened. His injuries are very serious. Even if Vivian used the spirit medicine of the fairy kingdom, plus my Daoist's method of guiding Qi, those broken hands and feet probably can't be restored. But fortunately, his life has been saved."

　　"As soon as he woke up, he asked us to save Tao... no, to save Jinyun."

　　"Then did you ask them about the location of their last battle?"

　　"I asked. It was in the Shan Hai (Mountains and Seas) Rift, which should be the rift near Mount Tai in Shenzhou (China), leading to the frontier of the Great Wilderness. I also asked about the approximate location." The old Daoist sighed, and then handed the thing in his hand to Wei Yuan. It was a piece of clothing, with fragments still attached.

　　It was the small piece of cloth that Jinyun tore off his clothes when he threw his ferocious beast back at the end. It had been stained with blood, and then dried into a dark red color, exuding a strong Jinyun aura, enough to see how fierce and unparalleled the battle was at that time.

　　Wei Yuan put away the cloth in his hand, let out a breath of turbid air, and said:

　　"I know. Prepare a safe place for me. I'll try to see if I can find his current whereabouts."

　　"Okay."

　　It wasn't the first time Wei Yuan had come here, so he was already familiar with the road. He found an empty quiet room, closed the door, and then sat down cross-legged. His eyes closed, and he came to his lucid dream. In the quiet area of the dream, a gray-robed man was calmly drinking tea, his face always shrouded in a cloud of mist.

　　"You're here?"

　　"Yes."

　　Wei Yuan answered smoothly, and then felt a little strange.

　　This is obviously my own consciousness space, okay.

　　Why does it feel like I'm here as a guest?

　　But needing the brain's help, he still obediently walked to the table, looked around, and said, "...Where's the Lord of War?"

　　Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean Chiyou?"

　　"His physical body is still there. Before, he directly shattered and consumed a top-notch divine weapon of the Three Realms as the price, allowing him to briefly control the body. Although he experienced a great battle, it wasn't enough to make his soul immediately return to the state of a memory war soul. In the current low-consumption state where he doesn't have to fight, he can still exist for a while."

　　"Now, he's probably enjoying daily life in the human world. The demon weapon has been shattered and cannot be restored, so it can't be wasted."

　　"Enjoying life..."

　　Wei Yuan really couldn't imagine what the God of War would look like when he calmed down.

　　He glanced at Ji Xuanyuan over there and said, "Did Emperor Xuanyuan just agree to let him travel?"

　　Zhu Jiuyin said in a calm tone, "............Chiyou found Nujiao."

　　"And Nujiao gave Chiyou a video."

　　"Then, Ji Xuanyuan agreed."

　　"???" Wei Yuan turned back in confusion, and then saw Ji Xuanyuan over there thinking. A woman with a sense of decadence, intelligence, and red pupils appeared in the scene of his life. Ji Xuanyuan stroked his chin and frowned, "............Why does it feel so familiar?"

　　"I don't know why."

　　"Listening to her speak, I always have a familiar feeling of being comforted?"

　　Emperor Xuanyuan fell into deep thought.

　　Okay, it's Bai Ze.

　　Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze strangely and said, "I don't know what Chiyou will do."

　　"Will he cause any trouble?"

　　"It's okay." Zhu Jiuyin said in a calm tone: "Nujiao handled the identity information."

　　"Take out the things, the personal belongings of Taotie (gluttonous beast)."

　　"Okay."

　　Wei Yuan's expression calmed down, and he handed the things in his hand to Zhu Jiuyin. What Taotie has experienced, and his current situation, relying on the Hetu Luoshu (divine diagrams), and the items stained with the strong true spirit of himself when he covered the rear at the end, should be enough to find his location.

　　Zhu Jiuyin closed his eyes to calculate. The sun and moon revolved around him, and the stars changed. After a long time, he slowly said:

　　"He's still alive."

　　Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Zhu Jiuyin waved his hand and summoned the fragments of the Hetu Luoshu, saying, "I can feel through the chance of the years that his aura still exists. Although it is very weak, he has indeed survived. He fought his way out of that situation. Jinyun... the Xia official of Shenzhou, the shield of Yan and Huang, probably gave up his position as one of the Four Fiends in the end, in exchange for his own power."

　　"For more details, I need the assistance of the Hetu Luoshu."

　　……………………

　　At the same time, the human world, the land of Shu.

　　"Please slow down, thank you. Everyone, please slow down, don't crowd, thank you."

　　A female staff member smiled and greeted the tourists, and then suddenly, a shadow enveloped her.

　　"Huh???"

　　The staff member's smile froze, and she slowly raised her head. She seemed to see a mountain in front of her. A man who was two meters and three tall, with strong muscles and a heroic and domineering face, nodded slowly. His explosive chest muscles, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt in the spring, revealed muscles like the limit that humans can reach.

　　On his bronze-colored skin, there seemed to be imprints of the demon gods of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

　　Blue and red tattoos intertwined, giving people a terrifying and realistic feeling.

　　Accompanied by the bulging of those muscles, it exuded an unspeakable pressure. It was not the descent of a demon god, but the power of the demon god was suppressed by this ordinary man, a peerless oppressive force.

　　"You...you are..." She stuttered.

　　The tall man took off his hat, and his messy black curly hair fell down. His eyes were bright and calm.

　　"I'm here to apply for a job."

　　"Eh? Ap, apply...?" The staff member was stunned.

　　"Yes."

　　The man replied, "Ailuropoda melanoleuca (panda) keeper."

　　The woman勉强smiled and said, "Ah, that, that's right, but did you read the job posting?"

　　"You may not meet our requirements."

　　The man smiled contemptuously: "Requirements, I don't need them!"

　　Then, with a whoosh, he pointed his thumb at himself and said loudly:

　　"No one knows more about Ailuropoda melanoleuca than I do!"

　　ps: Second update today...