Chapter 330 Fishing

Because Zhuoshi Dazun wasn't completely killed at the main camp.

So, we lost?

Wei Yuan's lips twitched, and he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his chest.

At this moment, he was not alone. Zhang Ruosu, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, was with him! Shi Yi, the Lord of the Western Pole, was with him!

Shangqing Lingbao Sect's quick-acting heart-relief pills were with him...

He reached out and touched empty air.

Obviously, the quick-acting heart-relief pills were not with him.

The Daoist sighed and muttered to himself, "Don't use such a nonchalant tone to say such heart-wrenching things."

The gray-robed man laughed.

He waved his hand in the direction away from him, and then walked into the mist.

The fog slowly dissipated and ceased to exist. As the countless mists dissipated, the middle-aged man's figure had already left, completely disappearing without leaving any traces. This place was still the vast and chaotic expanse. Wei Yuan slowly retracted his gaze and looked at his hand.

On one side was a bead, deep and restrained.

If you looked closely, you could see constellations, stars inverted, and a dreamlike scene of unpredictable changes.

On the other side was a verdant bamboo pole.

A silver thread hung from it.

It radiated flowing light.

As if it were the transformation of the laws of many worlds.

And between heaven and earth, it was a vast expanse. After Huntian left, Wei Yuan felt his consciousness gradually becoming heavy, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, as if he were in a dream. He unconsciously sat back down in the position where Huntian had been, and took the opportunity to cast his rod and fish in the great chiliocosm.

The silver thread of law fell.

In this world where chaos had not yet opened and yin and yang had not yet been judged, ripples rippled out in layers.

The ripples expanded and moved away in all directions, eventually dissipating and turning into little bits of silver starlight. The starlight flowed and changed in all directions, eventually shrouding this vast and deep place in large swaths of silver brilliance. The blue-shirted Daoist, with his white hair falling naturally, sat on top, fishing for the ancient Qi, deep and distant.

Like a dream.

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At the same time--

South Sea.

Jue, dressed in white clothes and a white dress, with her black hair falling behind her and a red cinnabar mark between her eyebrows, looked at Lu Wu in front of her with a headache.

If it were the Lady Queen Mother of the West, she would not be so strict. As long as she confirmed that there was no harboring of evil intentions or evil thoughts, one could leave at will.

Although the former Lady Queen Mother was in charge of the five severe disasters of the heavens, her personality was sharp and upright.

But later, she also became gentle.

She was graceful and dignified, with the demeanor of the master of a divine system legend.

As for Kai Ming, it would be even better.

Although various troubles and entanglements might follow, he would easily let people go at the beginning.

According to Kai Ming himself, he liked challenges and stimulation.

Wouldn't it be too boring to block the opponent's path from the beginning?

Only Lu Wu.

Only Lu Wu.

He would mercilessly get to the bottom of things and would never leave any questions or hesitations. Of course, this could not be said to be a problem. It could even be said that it represented the upright and solemn characteristics of Lu Wu, one of the three gods of Kunlun. If he did not have such a character, then he would no longer be Lu Wu.

But at this time, it brought a big trouble to Jue.

It's not a bad thing for a person to be serious.

But the premise is that the thing that this stubborn person is serious about has nothing to do with you.

"Although you possess the power of the Zhuoshi, the aura of the Zhuoshi, you recognize this seat."

"It seems that you are indeed an old acquaintance."

"And although you are an old acquaintance, you are so secretive. It seems that you also have some difficulties."

"But unfortunately."

"Your difficulties have nothing to do with this seat."

The white-haired and white-robed youth with snow-like clothes and hair, stretched out his five fingers, and strands of flowing light gathered and entangled between his fingers, turning into a long sword exuding a cold chill. The sword's blade was three feet long, as bright as autumn frost. The entire sword had a transparent texture, and inside it seemed to have countless brilliant flowing lights, crisscrossing like a dream.

Jue was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously recalled the past, recalling the tall, strong, indifferent, and cold.

A tall god who fought with his fists.

She looked at the sword in the white-haired youth's hand.

Said: "…Lu Wu, when did you start using swords?"

The white-haired youth's expression paused imperceptibly for a moment, and then said calmly:

"There was a chance encounter."

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

Jue nodded, but in the end, she couldn't help but curiously say, "Did you meet someone special when you suddenly started using swordsmanship?"

The white-haired youth frowned, but still answered:

"…Barely, I guess."

"In the end, it has nothing to do with you."

Lu Wu's sword fell towards Jue. Because he was worried that she might be someone he knew, he had restrained some of his strength. But even so, the place where the sword fell was dodged by the girl. Not only Lu Wu, but even Jue herself was surprised to see that the sword's edge was cold and sharp, but it also faintly carried the thought of the majestic mountains.

…Kunlun Sword Art?

Is it a branch similar to Kunlun Mountain in the human world?

But, isn't this Yuan's technique?

After a few more moves, Jue barely managed to avoid the sword's edge, and the suspicion in her heart became more and more serious. She had already recognized the style of this swordsmanship. Although the sword moves and sword intent were completely different, in terms of the sword principles, it was extremely similar to the sword style that Wei Yuan had honed over thousands of years. It could almost be said to be a direct descendant.

…Is that special person Ah Yuan?

Such a thought suddenly rose in Jue's heart.

Then she looked at the white-haired youth in front of her, with his left hand behind his back, holding a sword in one hand, and his clothes as white as snow.

Suddenly, she felt.

What would happen if Lu Wu saw her true form at this moment?

After all, Lu Wu was a witness to the events of that year. He completely knew the cause and effect between Wei Yuan and Jue. He also knew that even in this era, there was an extremely strong causal entanglement between Wei Yuan and Jue. The complexity of it could not be explained clearly in a few words.

If her true form was recognized.

And then think about that special person?

She would be socially dead?!

Then here today, either Lu Wu or she would have to lose their memories.

Jue's face froze. She had just felt indifferent, but at this time, she suddenly began to try hard to leave this place. However, Lu Wu's sword rotated once and blocked her path. Then, he lightly tapped the spine of the sword with his finger, and his fingers brushed lightly along the spine of the sword like a sword.

This action made Jue's face turn pale.

It was so familiar that it seemed that in the next moment, Lu Wu would say the sentence 'The Crouching Tiger of this era, Wei Yuan of Quanzhou…'

She's going to be socially dead, she's going to be socially dead…

At this time, Lu Wu, who still had a cold expression and calm and peaceful movements, did not know what the person in front of him was thinking.

He just said calmly, "It's too late to leave."

Jue stammered, "That, God Lu Wu."

"I think it's better for you not to force us any further. It's better for both of us."

The white-haired youth said calmly, "Oh?"

"Can this seat take that as a provocation?"

His left hand raised slightly, and his voice was indifferent, "But this seat chooses to refuse."

His five fingers clenched.

The sword energy around him crisscrossed, as if directly recreating the ten thousand miles of the Kunlun Mountains in the *Shan Hai Jing*, stretching across the land and directly surrounding this place, turning into an extremely noisy formation. Lu Wu raised the sword in his hand and said calmly, "In this place, there can be no concealment, and there can be no hidden identities!"

Jue's expression froze.

Crap!

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The fishing line hanging from the green bamboo pole fell into an area that should be called the ground or the surface of the water.

It caused countless laws to vibrate and ripple.

The silver light vibrated in all directions, and Wei Yuan's consciousness seemed to sink into this boundless sea of laws, silent and peaceful. When the many laws rippled and began to shake, he felt the changes and mysteries within them. When the countless laws were quiet, he felt their tranquility, and felt the void where all the laws converged.

Vast and boundless, chaotic.

He did not know the passage of time, nor did he know where he was.

Without worry, without fear, without sorrow, without joy.

He didn't know how long it had been, but suddenly, Wei Yuan heard a soft and gentle call in his ear, and a soft humming sound. For some reason, his mind shook, and layers of silver ripples appeared here. Then, when the ripples reached their limit, the entire world shattered and disappeared in an instant.

Countless fragments fell, turning into darkness.

Wei Yuan sank suddenly.

But because of that gentle voice, there was no fear or alarm.

This was clearly a huge change at the level of the soul, which should have shaken the soul. Even Wei Yuan would not be unscathed in the event of a severe injury.

But a gentle feeling came from him constantly, making his mind naturally calm down.

It was just like falling into a peaceful and beautiful dream.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Yuan slowly opened his eyes. When he looked up, he saw that he was in a strange room. The overall decoration of the room was antique, and it did not seem luxurious, but it had a different kind of nature. He was lying on the bed, and the injuries on his body had actually begun to recover.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and said, "This is…"

Then he paused slightly, and his gaze shifted to see the white-clothed girl sleeping on the side of the bed.

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she was resting on one arm, while the other hand was gently holding Wei Yuan's hand. The sense of security he felt when his soul fell was from the girl. At this moment, the newly revived Nüwa was so tired that she had fallen asleep. The sunlight fell on the girl's face, revealing a faint paleness.

Wei Yuan's expression softened.

He originally wanted to take his hand out, but the girl Nüwa was holding it very tightly even in her sleep.

After Wei Yuan tried twice, he stopped struggling.

He just let the girl Nüwa hold him, and then noticed the change in Qi, and raised his eyes slightly to see the Heavenly Emperor in black clothes walking in calmly, and said, "It seems that you have woken up. Nüwa's creation power is indeed very effective for the human race."

Wei Yuan said, "Di Jun…"

The Heavenly Emperor nodded and said calmly, "She has been healing you for days without sleep in order to wake you up."

"She has spent too much effort, and she has only just woken up not long ago."

"Her own foundation has not recovered yet."

"That's why she fell asleep."

"You should thank her well later."

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "That's natural. Where is this?"

The Heavenly Emperor said lightly, "This seat's dojo."

Wei Yuan's expression froze.

Heavenly Emperor Mountain?!

Wait a minute, since this is Heavenly Emperor Mountain, then it can't even be said to be between the Great Wilderness and the *Shan Hai Jing* anymore.

What are you doing bringing me here?

Di Jun's eyes were dark, and his left hand was behind his back. His voice was calm:

"A three-foot-long sword sweeps across the universe."

"Unparalleled in the world."

Di Jun looked at the Daoist over there and said lightly:

"It seems that, Primal Celestial Venerable, it is time to fulfill the agreement for our third battle."

ps: Today's second update… three thousand four hundred words.

By the way, I would like to recommend a book to my friends, *The Sect Master Wants Me to Confess*. It is a romantic light comedy with a *xianxia* background. If you like similar stories, you can give it a try.

It's two o'clock today, and my schedule has collapsed again. Control your schedule and go to sleep, otherwise you will die, die, die.