Chapter 63 The Past

Ye Ming finally put away his sword.

His composure, rationality, restraint, and judgment ceased to exist when it came to Hou Tu.

Just like Wei Yuan when he heard that Nuwa was being forced into marriage.

It couldn't be said to exist at all.

Ye Ming, carrying the Baiju Sword, followed the Qing Shan Daoist in front. This small world was devouring the spiritual energy erupting from the remains of the gods after their death, causing the originally spirit-scarce world to expand dramatically.

After a god dies, their authority returns to heaven and earth, and their own spirit dissipates.

And their very existence, possessing extremely high levels of primordial energy, would nourish heaven, earth, and all things.

Ye Ming saw the simple, unadorned, yet faintly vast and imposing dojo, saw the gardens constructed from spiritual plants, and saw the white-haired Daoist stop, seemingly lost in thought. Then, he pointed to the remaining table in front and said in a calm tone, "Sit."

The refined young man with closed eyes pondered for a moment and then sat down frankly.

Wei Yuan walked to where the teapot and teacups used to be.

Too much time had passed. He should have scanned the area with his divine sense to search, but when he subconsciously opened the cabinet, he saw that the teapot was still in its original position, and even the location of the tea leaves was unchanged. His movements paused slightly.

Jia Yi…

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes, took out the tea set, and personally brewed a pot of tea.

It was tea leaves and spring water grown in this small world. He poured a cup for Ye Ming and also poured one for himself. The tea leaves rose and fell in the clear tea soup. The white-haired Daoist held the tea, remained silent for a long time, and then asked, "Hou, that is, Hou Tu, how did she disappear?"

Ye Ming was silent for a moment, and said, "I don't know the reason. At that time, I was very young and weak. Niangniang probably didn't want me to know about this… I once thought that she didn't understand me, that she abandoned me. Now that I think about it, perhaps it was precisely because she knew me too well."

The Lord of Years with white hair at his temples said, "She knew that if I knew her purpose at that time, I would definitely choose to go with her, and I would definitely search for her location at all costs. But at that time, I still didn't understand what a burden was…"

He could now say these words calmly.

Proving that these long years were not wasted.

Wei Yuan said, "About when did she leave..."

Ye Ming frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "It should be between the time when Chaos was chiseled open and died, and the time when Nuwa first disappeared. On that day, Niangniang looked a little strange. After she took me around the Great Wilderness, she left me in the Western Extreme's palace dojo, and then she left."

"Never to return."

Nuwa had disappeared once before. According to what the Qing Shan woman Xian said, Nuwa's first disappearance was already more than seven thousand years ago. After that, she only appeared once when Gonggong knocked down Buzhou Mountain, and then quickly disappeared again after patching up the sky.

About three hundred years after Nuwa disappeared, Fuxi left here and went to the deepest part of the outer sea of the Age of Gods. According to what the Qing Shan woman Xian said at the time, he went to the central place where the ancient Emperor Hun Dun used to be.

And after Nuwa disappeared, the Gods of Nuwa's Ten Intestines and the white-clothed girl appeared in the Great Wilderness.

What did Hou discover, and where did she go?

Jia Yi said that Hou had come here many times. Could she have left some clues here…

Wei Yuan thought in his heart, and saw the Lord of Years, Ye Ming, in front of him pick up the tea and take a sip. Then, he frowned almost imperceptibly. The white-haired Daoist said, "Oh? It seems that this tea doesn't suit your taste."

Ye Ming pondered for a moment. This tea was just grown in an ordinary, remote small world.

It had not undergone selection and breeding, nor had it been irrigated with spiritual magic. It couldn't be considered a good tea at all. For the Deputy Lord of the Great Wilderness, he had tasted many spiritual seeds nourished by heaven and earth. It seemed that he really didn't like this kind of bitter and astringent tea.

Did Niangniang like… this kind of tea?

He said, "...Sorry, I'm just a little surprised."

"Although Niangniang Hou Tu has a gentle personality, she is very persistent in her diet. She has also personally cooked some dishes. For her, it is hard for me to imagine that she would like this kind of dry tea."

Hmm? Hou Tu can also cook?

She is clearly someone who would dismantle the mechanism even when trying to reassemble it.

…However, with her level of divinity, she can easily learn anything.

She can reach the realm of Grandmaster that mortals pursue for a lifetime in an instant after recognizing it.

The so-called great virtue carries all things, and earth evolves all laws.

It is also very simple to learn my cooking skills...

However, did she spoil Ye Ming's appetite so much? I clearly remember that this tea was delicious back then. Really, to say that the tea we all like is dry and useless, this kid's personality…

Wei Yuan took a sip of tea, his thoughts paused slightly. It was bitter and astringent, very unpalatable.

The white-haired Daoist looked at his reflection in the tea soup.

But clearly, back then, he felt that it was the best in the world, fragrant and refreshing.

The tea shared with friends has changed its taste after all.

He was stunned for a moment.

Ye Ming also knew that what he had just said was a bit offensive, and said, "Did Niangniang Hou Tu often come here…" The white-haired Daoist casually chatted about the past when Hou and Hun Tian came here. After a long time, Ye Ming sighed and said, "...I see."

He gradually truly believed that this was really the place where Hou Tu had been in the past.

Ye Ming changed the subject and said, "When I came here, I got news about the puppet from Guixu. Why didn't I see it?"

Wei Yuan said, "It's asleep."

The shattering of the body is not impossible to save. What cannot be compensated is the erosion of spirituality over time. The reason why heroes are qualified to be reincarnated is because they are enough to resist the most merciless years. The previously conceived method of relying solely on the brain and the soul for eternal life is impossible to survive.

Because the soul also has a lifespan limit.

Therefore, all schools attach great importance to the cultivation of true spirits and souls.

The Daoist sect has the method of the Yang God, which is pure and yang, and the Buddhist sect has the realm of abandoning the flesh and crossing to the other shore.

Because if the soul is immortal, the broken body can be completely repaired.

And Jia Yi's true spirit is about to reach the end.

Before the end, he saw the Daoist of that year.

Ye Ming was silent for a moment. He keenly noticed the meaning in Wei Yuan's words, and said in a gentle tone, "Senior, my condolences. Even the souls of gods will gradually be lost in time. As a puppet, the nascent spirituality has been able to support itself for such a long time, which is also worthy of respect."

Wei Yuan said, "You should indeed respect him."

"Hmm?"

"Because he is the first creation that I and Hou Tu completed together. And Hou Tu also made more attempts after this, so that after her supernatural powers were accomplished, she created you, Ye Ming..."

"So, in a sense, you should call him brother, not puppet."

Ye Ming was slightly startled: "...Who exactly are you?"

The white-haired Daoist drank tea alone and said calmly, "You should have a book of sword art essentials in your hand."

"That was written by me."

Ye Ming's expression froze, and he suddenly stood up.

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Before this, Han Xin also received the news from Lao Buzhou at Beihai that was conveniently delivered back.

The decadent uncle sat on the throne, with two beauties luxuriously massaging his shoulders behind him and lighting his cigarettes. Compared to Xiang Yu, the Overlord who was self-restrained, wholeheartedly wanted to stay with Yu Ji, and especially had the temperament of an ascetic after reincarnation.

This guy is simply a one hundred percent street idler.

The purity, the purity is ridiculously high.

Han Xin stroked his stubbled chin, lost in thought.

'Hmm, performing martial arts in the East Sea and West Sea, while giving the intention to attack.'

Intending to put pressure on the Emperor of the West Sea and the Emperor of the East Sea in secret.

To hold back these two for Wei Yuan.

In addition, the old man who came to inform him also mentioned that Wei Yuan was worried that they had already occupied the North Sea at this moment. If they were to move the East Sea and West Sea again, it would attract great attention, it would usher in a counterattack from the East Sea and West Sea, and it would attract the reaction of Emperor Jun's Great Wilderness. This is a huge pressure.

So at this moment, although we have to put pressure on the two emperors, we can't really come, just defend for a while.

"Hmm, I see..."

Han Xin waved his hand to dismiss the beauties and said with a bright smile:

"I understand, don't worry, old man, I've prepared a place for you to rest."

When the old man, the white-clothed girl, and Zhao Yang left,

Overlord Xiang Yu came over, looked at the white-clothed girl over there, and subconsciously stopped. For some reason, he felt that his injuries were actually recovering faintly, as if they were nothing, and the calmed fighting spirit actually had a feeling of boiling up again, just like the childish mentality of wanting to show off his achievements to his uncle after breaking through the city lord's hundred elite soldiers with a sword alone and obtaining a city.

"What's wrong?"

He asked Han Xin.

The decadent ranger bit his cigarette and said, "Oh, just Wei Yuan's news."

"Hmm."

Xiang Yu dismissed the several beauties who were serving Han Xin, let them go out and close the door, looked at Han Xin who breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Deliberately showing his weakness of being greedy for money and lustful, is he planning to set a trap for someone?"

"It's that Marquis Wu's plan."

Han Xin's mouth twitched: "I feel disgusted in my heart."

Xiang Hongyu's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a smile.

The guy in front of him died under the bamboo poles carried by the palace maids, because Liu Ji and Han Xin agreed that he would not die under the sunlight, nor under the sword, and it seemed that he would not die under a strong man either. As a result, he was assassinated in the deep palace under a curtain with a sharpened bamboo spear by women.

Using weakness to attack strength, finding gaps and breaking through.

Originally, it was the Immortal of War's specialty, but it was also the reason for his death.

Well, according to modern human games, such a background would have at least several more background specialties, such as defense against knives and weapons, and being attacked by women, etc. Probably the profession is Avenger or something? The highest level of military strategy is EX. Anyway, Han Xin now has an instinctive resistance to women wearing palace costumes.

The psychological shadow is relatively large.

He is a good seed to be a monk.

I'm happy when he's unhappy.

Xiang Yu said, "So, what is he going to do?"

The ranger spat out a puff of smoke and said, "Hmm, he wants us to..."

Han Xin recalled what the old man had just said, defend for a while?

No no no…

Listen to me about fighting.

The ranger took a deep breath of his cigarette, his expression sincere:

"Go all out..."

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Under the violent impact, Ye Ming finally chose to leave before he had time to explore this small world, and returned to the Great Wilderness first - the death of the two emperors, the creations of Niangniang before himself, and the Sword Art Essentials that was opened for the first time.

The repeated impacts almost shattered his mind.

"Can I come again later?"

"Since you are the son of Hou Tu, then do as you please."

The white-haired Daoist watched Ye Ming leave with a restless mind, paced in Qing Shan, and walked towards the depths of the dojo - if Hou Tu had really been here several times, if Hou Tu wanted to leave something to tell him, then it must be in that place.

In the position where they first met.

Wei Yuan pushed open the door of a quiet palace and saw rows of stone carvings inside, covered with dense, delicate lines that were not writing, but could directly convey meaning. It was the technique that Hou was good at.

'To my friend [Yuan], greetings.'

ps: Today's first update...