Longhu Mountain.

"Si Yu girl, you've prepared so much to eat."

"This, can I take it with me?"

The young Daoist with a flame mark between his brows watched Feng Si Yu humming a song and happily collecting a lot of delicious food, then stuffing it all into her sleeves. The golden-red sleeves weren't that big, but somehow they could hold so many snacks.

The girl's ponytail swayed as she said, "Head Curator Wei said he's taking us to the South Sea."

"Hmph, I'm going to show the priests there how many delicious things I got in the human world! So many! Of course, I have to bring more."

"Besides, Head Curator Wei is right, Sleeve Cosmos (xiu li qian kun) is really the most useful divine power."

A Xuan watched Feng Si Yu put things in one by one.

He really wanted to remind the girl that Sleeve Cosmos (xiu li qian kun) was a skill that only Head Curator Wei, who had cultivated it to the extreme, possessed, almost rising to the level of a Tiangang-level immeasurable great divine power, directly containing a world in his sleeves. Ordinary skills should be called [Vessel Sky] (hu tian), one of the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends.

But looking at the girl's excited appearance, he swallowed the words back. After all, among the countless divine powers of the Daoist sect, this little girl was only enthusiastic about Vessel Sky (hu tian), learning it in a short time and mastering it to a level that was rare in the entire Daoist sect.

Perhaps, just like what Senior Brother said.

This is the power of hunger.

A Xuan smiled gently, instead squatting down to help the girl pack the food. Feng Si Yu, with a lollipop in her mouth, muttered, "Aren't you reluctant for me to pack so much?"

The little Daoist scratched his head and said:

"I will try to dissuade you, but if you like it, Si Yu girl, I will still help you."

"Oh, little Daoist, you're so good!"

Feng Si Yu reached out and rubbed A Xuan's hair, and finally touched the warm flame mark, saying, "You're so different from your senior brother. Oh, by the way, didn't you say that you were rescued by your senior brother when you were a child?"

"Did you become his disciple then?"

"Ah… no."

A Xuan shook his head and said, "Master of Senior Brother, in order to help Senior Brother cut off the doom of death, his lifespan was greatly reduced. He had already passed away before Senior Brother returned to the mountain. The Daoist sect was greatly injured, and people were not easily accepted into the sect at that time. As for me… I don’t quite remember why I became a Daoist disciple, but Senior Brother said…"

He packed a bag of snacks and said:

"I woke up from a coma and forgot a lot of things, but in the Sanqing Hall, I pointed to the Yuanshi Tianzun in the middle and said that I wanted to worship him as my master, so… Longhu Mountain at that time felt that I had a connection with the Daoist sect. Since they couldn't find my relatives, they left me in the Daoist sect, and simply gave me a high seniority."

"Well, that's about it."

"Perhaps, I really have a connection with the Daoist sect…"

The little Daoist clapped his hands, stood up, and looked at the sky outside, saying:

"South Sea of the Age of Gods… I don't know why, but I always feel a little familiar…"

………………

"The sunny days are so beautiful, the flowers are red and the grass is green."

"I happily run forward… ah, run forward…"

The white-haired Daoist hummed an out-of-tune song and happily walked forward.

After saying goodbye to the Water God Gonggong and the Fire God Zhurong, Wei Yuan separated the Yuanshi Seal away from Xuanyuan Hill, took off the mask, and then directly and forcibly broke his own line of heavenly secrets. Although there was the aura of the Hundun instrument to cover it up, it was better to be careful.

Then he picked some fruits and found a lot of hawthorn-like fruits along the way.

He also hunted some prey and found honey.

It seemed to be the ancestor of the Qin Yuan bird, and Wei Yuan flicked it three or five miles away with a forehead flick.

Then Head Curator Wei ruthlessly and cruelly took away all the honey from the Qin Yuan's nest.

In ancient times, there was a saying that leaving one's hometown would cause the whole village to die of thirst. Today, I am bringing my family and belongings, directly taking the home away.

Then, pretending to be a hardworking worker who went out to work overtime overnight, he returned to Xuanyuan Hill and received unanimous praise from the gatekeepers, saying that it was rare for the Tu Shan clan to be so diligent and not slack off.

When Wei Yuan went back, he heard some quarrels again. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but he could hear it clearly. One of the voices was quite familiar.

I don't want to cause trouble…

Wei Yuan was about to enter the door, but hearing that familiar voice, he still rubbed his forehead.

He sighed, the phrase "I don't want to cause trouble" is as outrageous as a flag.

Saying you don't want to cause trouble means you're bound to run into trouble.

Those who want to come back to get married usually don't make it back.

After thinking about it, he still restrained his aura and joined the fun as a member of the Tu Shan tribe.

The incident happened in the Leizu tribe.

It seemed that because it was still early, there were basically no people in this area.

From a distance, he saw the white-haired, red-eyed woman from the Leizu tribe who had agreed to their return seemingly arguing with someone. Both sides lowered their voices, and their eyes seemed to turn red like brilliant gems because of anger and grievance. The person arguing seemed to be a…

Well, a hooligan?

Head Curator Wei made a judgment with an instinctual reflex.

Full of alcohol.

Sloppy behavior.

"Get out of the way!" the white-haired, red-eyed woman whispered angrily.

"If you don't get out of the way, I'll call for help and let them see you…"

The man didn't care and said slowly, "Then shout, I just think we should make this clear…" He was full of alcohol, reached out to grab the woman's wrist, and the woman really shouted, but the man didn't care and said, "No one will come, you and I are hus…"

Bang!!!

A loud noise.

Wei Yuan directly smashed a wooden stick on the back of this ancient street bum's head.

No one will come?!

You stinky hooligan, die.

Smack!

The man fell directly to the ground.

Surprise!/

Think about it, my brain, there must, there must be a way to break the situation!

There must be!

The white-haired Daoist pondered, silent.

Give up thinking.

Scratching his head, he laughed heartily:

"Ah, ah hahahaha…"

"Really, I must have misheard? What Ji Xuanyuan, ah, it's really a big misunderstanding."

"Well then, I still have to set up a stall today, goodbye."

He carried the murder weapon, scratching his head, smiling innocently and harmlessly, while quickly moving sideways.

Slipped away, slipped away.

Leizu smiled slightly, stopped him, and said, "It's not the Human Emperor's Ceremony yet, Xuanyuan wouldn't care about these things, besides, he was wrong in the first place, and you just helped me, it's fine, I can protect you, I just think you didn't hit hard enough."

"Well, you carry him over here first…"

The white-haired Daoist was silent for a moment, then grabbed Ji Xuanyuan's ankle.

In a very skilled manner.

With a puff, he pulled out the bruised and swollen Ji Xuanyuan.

The Jiuli's direct lineage's Xuanyuan special attack martial skill - Crushing a Thousand Bamboos!

Well, original name: Iron-Eating Crushing a Thousand Bamboos.

There's also the Jiuli secret technique, Uprooting Mountains!

The original name is Uprooting Bamboo Shoots.

The power of the moves aside, it can only be said that the way these names are taken is too simple…

Wei Yuan regained his thoughts, looked at the dizzy middle-aged version of Ji Xuanyuan in his hand, and his mouth twitched.

He's used to hitting him, and he's used to being hit.

It's become an instinct.

Damn it, coming to Xuanyuan Hill, I haven't solved Buzhou Mountain, nor have I solved the Water God Gonggong, but I've knocked out Xuanyuan Huangdi, who's holding the Human Emperor's Ceremony. What should I do? Well…

The white-haired Daoist's thoughts suddenly opened up.

He slowly lowered his head to look at the ancient brute he was carrying in his hand.

Thoughtful, enlightened.

Wait, if Ji Xuanyuan is unconscious for seven days, things might be solved?

Directly postpone it.

You two don't need to run for election, if there's no election, there won't be a head-butting Buzhou Mountain incident.

However, this thought was just a thought. The difficulty of this was greater than anything else. Wei Yuan honestly sent Ji Xuanyuan, who was probably just drunk, to the bed. As he was unconscious, he was still gnashing his teeth:

"...Chi You…?"

"You bastard…"

Chi You?

As expected of Ji Xuanyuan, he can tell who's behind the kung fu from the force of the beating?

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, he sighed, and Leizu poured him a cup of tea.

It was tea that Shennong had found back then, pure boiled tea with a few petals of spiritual flowers in it. It tasted sweet. Wei Yuan took a sip of this tea that couldn't be reproduced in later generations and said, "Today is really… presumptuous…"

Leizu shook her head and said, "It's okay, if you hadn't taken action, things might have become more unpredictable… Heh, after getting drunk, he becomes even more stubborn. Only A You and Xing Tian can stop him in the past…"

"A You, Xing Tian?"

Wei Yuan was stunned.

Leizu narrowed her eyes and said, "That's right… Your generation might be more familiar with their other names, the Lord of War Chi You, the God of War Xing Tian. Back then, only Chi You and Xing Tian could make Xuanyuan calm down."

The white-haired Daoist looked at Xuanyuan, who was sleeping there and muttering those two names, and suddenly said:

"The matter back then shouldn't be a simple fight to the death, right?"

Leizu was slightly stunned and said, "I felt it before, you child, seem… seem to speak very directly." The white-haired, red-eyed woman thought for a long time before she came up with this adjective, and then sighed with a smile: "You don't look like a Tu Shan at all."

"Well, it's just your guess, and it's indeed right…"

"They were once comrades in arms."

The woman smiled gently and saw the curiosity in Wei Yuan's eyes, saying:

"If you're interested in what happened back then… I can slowly tell you about it."

ps: Today's first update...

Xing Tian, in this work, Xing Yao - "Dictionary of Chinese Mythology"