Chapter 495 The Residence of Hun Dun?!

The residence of Hun Dun?!

In other words, the most [central] part of the Four Seas.

Because many laws converge here, presenting a state of *hun dun* (chaos) before the laws. So, if observed with the naked eye, it would be inky black. [Hou] fled into here... Wei Yuan's expression unconsciously relaxed, and his tense spirit unconsciously eased.

That is the *daochang* (spiritual practice ground) of [Hun Tian].

It is the former residence of [Hun Tian].

Even if [Hun Tian] has bid farewell to Heaven and Earth and left calmly, even if that place is now hidden, based on the relationship between [Hou] and [Hun Tian], that place would instinctively protect the severely injured [Hou] at that time, at least to keep her safe.

"Who is [Hou]'s opponent? You should know, right? She went out to investigate the disappearance of the Nuwa Empress. This enemy should also be them." The white-haired Daoist came back to his senses and looked at Fuxi, who was whistling and looking around.

"Me? Don't look at me, I don't know."

Looking at Wei Yuan's gaze, Fuxi's headstrong characteristic was strengthened, and he just wouldn't let go, saying, "Anyway, no matter how you look at me, I won't say it. If you have the ability, kill me."

The white-haired Daoist exhaled a breath and said, "How could I do such a thing?"

A smile appeared on Fuxi's face.

The Daoist said sincerely, "I just told Nuwa Empress when I went out that you wanted to collect every timeline of her and put them together in the house, and I also told her that your traces were behind many of her experiences, and what the original intention of creating the *Xiantian Bagua* (Pre-Heavenly Eight Trigrams) was."

"At most, at most, I just accidentally mentioned that when she was creating humans, you deliberately misled her, in order to see her cry and call you 'Brother' with two big bags of tears."

"Well, that's all."

*Pa!*

Fuxi pressed heavily on Wei Guan's shoulders with both hands, smiling brightly, "Ah, hahaha."

He closed the distance, his face darkened, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth:

"You little bastard."

"Believe it or not, I'll wash your memories into a ball of a perverted uncle's thirty-year-old underwear, you damn it?"

The white-haired Daoist put his hands on Fuxi's shoulders, smiling brightly:

"Me! I've completed the Buzhou Mountain cultivation! Am I afraid of this?"

"You can try washing it?!"

"By the way, I've already made a backup outside."

He extended a finger and shook it: "A hundred copies!"

The white-haired Daoist and the green-clad ancient god looked at each other.

Fuxi had a feeling of defeat, and immediately let go, gnashing his teeth:

"You damn... where did you learn this from?!"

The white-haired Daoist straightened his collar, then pressed his right hand to his chest and bowed slightly, a hint of reserved and polite smile on the corner of his mouth: "Tushan Clan."

"It's the clan that you created after replacing it with Nuwa Empress with your own blood back then."

"Ah, that's right, I have to tell her about this too."

The corners of Fuxi's mouth twitched.

Who!

Who created this broken personality?

Ah, it's me!

It's me, *wuwuwu*!

The green-clad god sighed to the sky, only hating that he couldn't go back to the past to stop his own action. If that were the case, the guy in front of him wouldn't be like his personality, but as simple as Nuwa. Helplessly, he said, "Okay, okay, I give up."

Fuxi sighed, "But I really don't know what Hou Tu encountered at that time."

"If you want to know, you can go to the sea area where *hun dun* is located to see for yourself."

"But I don't recommend you do that immediately."

Fuxi's snake body coiled around, lazily saying, "Because you are far from being Hou Tu's opponent back then, and now, even [Hou Tu] has fallen into boundless danger, let alone you?"

"Wei Yuan, or rather, [Yuanshi]."

Fuxi said, "How arrogant are you to think you can save her?"

"Right now, almost all of your methods are offensive."

"The Buzhou Mountain cultivation's Heaven-Supporting Pillar and Heaven-Turning Seal, the sword qi flow of the Four Greats within the Realm, and the concept-based Yanhuang that consumes opponents when encountering strong enemies. None of these three are used for defense."

"It's just like Buzhou Mountain back then. If your swordsmanship can't instantly defeat the enemy, then opponents of the same level can easily pierce your defense. You can kill Rushou with one sword, and Rushou's Geng Metal Killing can also instantly take your life."

"The Geng Metal carries baleful energy, and the best ending is that your soul is scattered."

"In the end, for the Buzhou cultivation, you only took the characteristic of its hands touching concepts. Your attack is more than enough, but your defense is insufficient. You don't have any means to guard your own heavenly secrets and fate. It's simply like ten courses, one of which is outstanding, and the remaining nine are all failing, an extremely unbalanced major."

"Who taught you this?"

"I am from the Tushan Clan."

Immediate answer!

Fuxi's face froze.

Finally, he squatted to the side, holding a wooden branch and began to draw circles, his face full of dim and burnt-out expressions, mumbling in frustration, his face saying, "This kid was actually created by me? How can there be such an unreasonable thing in the world?"

Fuxi was sunk.

"In short, your attack may not be much stronger than Hou Tu, and your defense, suppressing fate, speed, and regeneration are all weaker than [Hou Tu], who was at the peak of the Ten Greats at that time. Now that [Hou Tu] is trapped there, you absolutely can't go."

"Besides, you are still Nuwa's bodyguard."

Fuxi added.

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

That's what you really think, right?

Fuxi scratched his head, his black hair falling behind him. He smiled helplessly, his eyes narrowed when he smiled, gentle and handsome. He said softly, "If it really doesn't work, I can only break your legs and imprison half of your soul here. Breaking your legs is better than losing your life."

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted.

He felt the surrounding space, where countless laws flowed in a way that was filled with cold malice, causing his nerves to tense unconsciously. When he lowered his eyes, he saw that the surrounding laws had turned into a huge and complex formation at some point, so complex that even looking at it would suck away his soul.

When was it set up?

This guy...

Seems to be serious.

Fuxi, powerful, unpredictable, a sis-con.

And the most dangerous scum-snake hybrid in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations.

Pure black when cut open.

Wei Yuan looked at those eyes, seeing the cold vertical pupils of a snake, and then Fuxi raised his hand to scratch his head, laughing heartily and said, "Aiya, aiya, it's just a joke, don't be so nervous, Little Yuanyuan."

Wei Yuan said, "I didn't plan to go directly in the first place."

"But now if I don't go, it'll be like I'm afraid of you."

Fuxi's smile froze.

*Pa!*

He grabbed Wei Yuan's hand with both hands, his face full of sincerity, "What about this, how about we do it again? If you don't go, I'll break your legs and throw you into the *Hun Dun* Sea, and then your rebellious psychology will come up, and you'll say you just won't go?"

Wei Yuan: "…………"

"Forget it."

He looked at his hand and mocked himself, "What you said is not wrong. Repeated victories will cause arrogance in the heart, but now the gap between me and the peak of the Ten Greats is still very obvious... But at least tell me, how can I go to the *Hun Dun* Sea?"

"There, I don't seem to have ever heard of such a special sea area in the outer seas of the Age of Gods."

"Because that place has been sealed."

Fuxi said as a matter of course, "That place is where *Hun Dun* lives. Originally, all kinds of laws were mixed together. It was okay when *Hun Dun* was still there, but when *Hun Dun* left, the *Hun Dun* Sea without restraint would naturally expand to the outside world. If you don't care about it, one day, the entire outer sea of the Age of Gods will turn into a *Hun Dun*."

"The Four Seas Emperors certainly cannot accept this."

"So they joined forces to temporarily seal the *Hun Dun* Sea into another area."

"If you want to enter, you need the power of the Four Seas Emperors to join forces. Hahahaha, this is not something that can be easily done, kid, you still..." Fuxi's voice was originally extremely arrogant and triumphant, but then his voice became lower and lower.

Finally, he looked at the white-haired Daoist over there, the corners of his mouth twitching.

The Daoist said calmly, "Well, the Four Seas Emperors."

"And then?"

And then...

Fuxi opened his mouth and found out about this kid's achievements. The North Sea Emperor Yu Qiang is gone, that old guy deserves it; but the West Sea Emperor Rushou was also headshot by this guy. Well, besides that, the East Sea Emperor, the Wood God Jumang, etc... were also headshot?

Is this guy a headshot maniac?

How long has it been? Only one of the Four Seas Emperors is left?

Wei Yuan said, "Gathering the power of the Four Seas is the only way to enter the *Hun Dun* Sea. So, I'm not going to the *Hun Dun* Sea now. I'll find a way to get this 'key' first, there's no problem with that, right? By the way, I can also take Nuwa Empress out to travel..."

Fuxi said, "No problem, of course there is no problem."

"However, it is only the South Sea Emperor who may be the biggest problem in front of you."

Wei Yuan was stunned, "Huh? He is..."

Fuxi looked at him with a smile, and said, "The Fire God Zhurong, the Nanmingli Fire, represents the future of [Nirvana], and has the qualifications to set foot on the first echelon of the Ten Greats. If Hou Tu's thick earth carries all things, it is the foundation of all things, then Zhurong's never-reached full glory,"

"Is the tribulation of all things."

"Of course, you can also try to visit Him to see if you can get His consent."

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes.

Fire God, Zhurong.

He subconsciously thought of another person—

A Xuan.

The reincarnation of Prince Changqin.

Wei Yuan exhaled a turbid breath and said, "Perhaps, it is worth a try."

……………………

Wei Yuan left Fuxi's place and came to the small world.

The huge changes here still need some time. Wei Yuan pondered, if he wanted to find Zhurong, on the one hand, it would be best to improve his strength again. Well, he could use so-called external forces. For example, if he could connect the human Heavenly Court system with the Four Seas Heavenly Dao,

He should also be able to get the blessing of the Heavenly Court Talisman Array here.

Well, first go back to the human world once to see how Zhang Daoyou is preparing this matter, and by the way, see if he can get a wisp of aura from A Xuan, which can be used to communicate with Zhurong. He doesn't seem to be as violent as the god who represents tribulation and destruction as Fuxi said.

Wei Yuan thought about his previous brief communication with Zhurong.

He found the connection between the human world and here, and then kicked forward.

The supernatural power of the Buzhou Mountain God lineage - the big foot of the Buzhou Mountain God kicked straight out.

A crack appeared, and then, under the precise control of the Heavenly Dao and the Great Dao of the Earth, it directly connected to the earth veins of the human world, found Longhu Mountain, and Wei Yuan stepped in, thinking in his heart how he should tell the old Daoist about this matter.

And Zhurong...

I wonder if his injuries have recovered.

Well, he is already the Four Seas Emperor, and he still wants to obtain the position of the Four Directions Gods, plus the ability of the Four Extreme Gods. He probably plans to stack buffs on himself to truly step into the peak of the Top Ten, but instead, all kinds of buffs knocked him down. He is also unlucky...

Before his eyes blurred, Wei Yuan, carrying the Hetu Luoshu, had already arrived in the human world.

He raised his head and saw that he had just arrived at the Sanqing Hall.

This means that the old Daoist will run here.

Wei Yuan casually put down the Hetu Luoshu, looked at the illusory gods in the Daoist classics of the Sanqing, stretched out his hand to take three incense sticks, and ignited them with a wave. The fragrance rose curlingly, and he heard the sound from outside, it was the old Daoist and Little A Xuan.

"Senior brother!! You can't drink alcohol!"

"Not only did you drink alcohol, but you also hid in the Ancestral Hall!"

"You, you, you, Lei, you scold him too!"

"Meow meow meow! Meow!"

After a noisy sound, the old Daoist successfully shook off A Xuan and Lei, came to the outside of the Sanqing Hall, reached out and pushed open the door of the hall, and said with a grin: "Just drink a little wine, and what can't drink alcohol when taking medicine, I don't believe it, there is..."

The old Daoist suddenly felt something was wrong, and saw that there was more incense in the originally empty Sanqing Hall.

!!!

His pupils contracted, and he suddenly raised his head.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a white-haired Daoist with an unfamiliar aura offering incense in the Sanqing Hall, with his back to the door. The clay statue in the middle was the Yuanshi Tianzun. The Daoist's action of offering incense was very casual, and his aura was natural. Zhang Ruosu had already raised his guard and said slowly:

"Who is your Excellency..."

"...Heh."

The white-haired Daoist turned his eyes, and the white smoke behind him rose curlingly. This kind of Daoist hall was originally extremely empty and deep. The smoke rose, making the clay Sanqing somehow become extremely tall, and the white-haired Daoist, one in front and one behind, large and small, virtual and real, formed a strong contrast. The colors became more distinct, and the Sanqing Hall became more and more empty and distant, as if it was revived.

The Supreme Dao is vast and profound, mixed and boundless; the body encompasses emptiness and existence, and the principle is extremely mysterious.

The white-haired Daoist hooked the corner of his mouth and bowed slightly.

He replied calmly:

"This humble Daoist."

"Yuanshi."

Zhang Ruosu's expression froze.

PS: Today's second update... 4,000 words.

Sigh, tomorrow's first update will probably be delayed, I hope it won't be too harsh.

I registered, my left hand is numb, probably caused by the pressure on the ulnar nerve. I have to have a checkup and get some medicine.

A long sigh, I finally encountered an occupational disease, and the hand that smokes is shaking slightly.

The underworld schedule is not advisable, and sitting for a long time is not advisable, friends. Lie flat.