"Damn it all!!!"

"Wei Yuan, you are inhuman!"

"Oh dear, you scared the living daylights out of this old Daoist..."

On Mount Longhu, Zhang Ruosu sat there, his face as pale as a sheet, supporting his back and sighing. The white-haired Daoist scratched his head with a dry laugh. Zhang Ruosu had been preparing to retrieve the wine from beneath the Sanqing Hall in the Ancestral Master Hall, but instead, he encountered Wei Yuan, whose aura was as profound as the abyss, claiming to be the Yuanshi.

It was akin to seeing a deceased ancestor emerge to play cards with you.

The old Daoist nearly kicked the bucket right then and there.

After a tirade, Curator Wei, looking thoroughly embarrassed, scurried off to cook. However, the smoke was too intense. The old Daoist, clutching his tea, stared at Wei Yuan's increasingly long white hair and said strangely, "What... what's going on with you?"

"Are you going to cook like that?"

Wei Yuan glanced at his white hair, then pulled out a pair of scissors and snipped.

The scissors shattered instantly, and then, right before the eyes of the old Daoist and the young Daoist, cracks appeared, and they turned into dust. Wei Yuan remained expressionless. "I wanted to trim it, but I can't. There's no way..."

A barbershop.

That was a reality that the line of Buzhou Mountain could never reach.

Although the characteristic of the Buzhou Mountain physique was [Imperishable through Myriad Calamities].

However, what was imperishable mainly referred to the fact that the health bar was despairingly thick, and it regenerated continuously.

In terms of defense, it should have been far inferior to beings like Xuanwu, Yuqiang, and Shiyi.

After all, the health bar was thick, but the regeneration was slow, and the defense was not strong enough.

But that was only in comparison to the divine powers of those spirits in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations who particularly excelled in defense. It was considered insufficient in the eyes of Fuxi, but in itself, it was already an extremely superior physique in terms of defense. Even the scissors that Wei Yuan had formed from Geng metal qi shattered directly.

Wei Yuan sighed and drew the Chang'an sword, using a backhand slash to cut off his white hair.

He reverted to a normal short hairstyle.

The white hair fell to the ground.

Then, right before the eyes of Zhang Ruosu and A Xuan, Wei Yuan's hair grew wildly. Beside him, the void seemed to hold a figure that roared, "I won't allow you to cut your hair! Your uncle likes long hair, long white hair feels good, don't cut it..."

*Smack!*

Curator Wei slapped the illusion into pieces with a backhand.

Expressionless, he said, "Well, as you can see, I've been cursed by some vengeful spirit."

"It's a blessing!!!"

A stubborn voice echoed out.

Wei Yuan slapped it into pieces again.

"Now I can only maintain this appearance."

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched. Just now, that was only a trace of Fuxi's residual [blessing]. As the master of heavenly secrets, although Fuxi truly excelled at the creation of all things and the destruction of Yin and Yang, the superficial methods of heavenly secrets could also stack astonishing buffs on anyone.

The so-called [Blessing of Heavenly Secrets].

Originally, he thought it would be like having the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, or something similar to the God of Wealth.

However, Fuxi proved with his actions that Curator Wei was still too young. The buff he bestowed upon Wei Yuan was something strange like [Hair will always remain at this length and will be extremely thick and smooth, growing ten percent longer with each cut], and it had been stacked who knew how many times.

In the end, Wei Yuan bit down on a chopstick and tied his white hair into a high ponytail with both hands.

Then, he used the clean chopstick as a hairpin.

Wearing an apron, he picked up two kitchen knives.

Afterward, words formed from heavenly secrets floated before Wei Yuan's eyes.

[From your uncle Fuxi with love]—

[Chef God Blessing - Dual Wielding Cleavers]

Similar to the way Yeming received notifications, this was a method Wei Yuan had developed himself, but the snake, as the source of heavenly secrets, seemed to be playing it even more smoothly than Wei Yuan himself. Wei Yuan's brow twitched. How many strange blessings had that snake bestowed upon him while they were facing off just now?

Dual-wielding the cleavers, he slammed them down hard on a snake-like eel.

He chopped the fish directly into pieces.

You bastard!

Fuxi!!!!

Die!!!

Die!!!

Get lost!!!

Because his white hair was too long, the young Daoist behind him, who was holding up the white ponytail to prevent it from getting dirty with dust and smoke, and Feng Siyu both shuddered. They looked at the chef over there, whose knife skills were as cold as flying snow, their scalps tingling. White hair in a high ponytail, gritted teeth, revealing fair wrists, the knife light like flying snow.

He looked a bit like a madman.

Eh? This real, unfaked killing intent…

Feng Siyu's expression turned solemn.

"Could it be that harboring killing intent towards ingredients is the essence of the God of Chefs!"

"I understand!"

"Crab roe peanuts! Pine nut corn! Cream puffs! Ice cream! Cake! Cheese!"

"Prepare yourselves!"

The young Daoist looked at the powerful Feng Siyu and sighed helplessly, wondering whether he should tell her that she seemed to have gained a little weight. Finally, Wei Yuan brought out plates of delicious food and took off his apron. In fact, at his level, external objects were too impure to affect him.

But habits were not so easily broken.

"Oh, oh, looks good..."

"It's been a long time since I've had your cooking."

The old Daoist took a deep breath, his appetite aroused. Lei fell onto the old Daoist's shoulder, thought for a moment, then flew off and landed in Wei Yuan's arms, stretching comfortably as it felt the pure Yuan Qi flowing around him.

"Oh? Lei, you're actually this clingy?"

Wei Yuan was surprised and gave the heartbroken old Daoist a provocative look.

He slowly stroked the cat.

Hmm, the feeling was indeed good. No wonder that Fuxi liked to pet cats.

Speaking of which, the feel of Lu Wu's cat fur was truly unparalleled.

It seemed like he wanted to again...

Wei Yuan's expression stiffened slightly.

Wait, restrain yourself! Restrain yourself!

He couldn't be influenced by that snake.

Wei Yuan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and picked up a few bites of food with his chopsticks. The taste was as good as ever, but it seemed that the taste of the food he made now was even better than before. Wei Yuan continuously picked up food with his chopsticks. The old Daoist happily took a sip of wine and complained, "Really, what Yuanshi."

"If it weren't for this old Daoist, I would have been scared out of my wits."

It was precisely because it was you, the old Daoist, that the effect was even better.

Wei Yuan grumbled in his heart.

They were currently on a mountain located in the back mountains of Mount Longhu. After busying themselves for a while, the sky gradually darkened. Although they could use things like "Flowers bloom in an instant" to speed up the cooking of food, Wei Yuan stubbornly insisted on doing it himself in these matters.

Wei Yuan picked up his tea and took a sip, chatting for a while, and said:

"Are you ready to connect with the spiritual veins of the North Sea?"

Zhang Ruosu said, "It should be almost ready. Well, in terms of the location of the array eyes, if the Arctic Zhenwu joins, the human talisman array system should be able to completely restore its full strength. The accumulation of the North Sea Heavenly Dao is too strong."

The old man's expression softened, with a hint of anticipation.

The connection between the North Sea Heavenly Dao and the human talisman Heavenly Court.

It would further feed back and strengthen the spiritual energy concentration in the human world, directly raising it, and the array would be equivalent to having a new core node [Arctic Zhenwu Demon Subduing Great Emperor] and an incomparably abundant backup source at the same time, without having to consume the human world's own accumulation like before.

The Heavenly Dao of the Four Seas had extremely high status and could form its own cycle.

In other words, after consumption, the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Court array would naturally recover.

To go a step further, Zhang Ruosu could be in [Jade Emperor] mode during long battles, the cooldown of various Daoist techniques would be greatly reduced, and his own level of Daoism would not be limited to the replenishment of mana and the limitations of the human body itself, and the mana regeneration speed would be directly maxed out.

If it reached that step, the Heavenly Court Talisman Array could also be regarded as using the power of the Heavenly Dao to bless itself, but this was only a bonus. If someone was inherently useless, they would not be qualified to receive the Heavenly Court Talisman.

Moreover, the so-called borrowed power was not [Huntian].

It was the Heavenly Dao of this era, and the original [Huntian].

They were completely different levels.

[Huntian] was once the number one of the Ten Great Peaks, representing the concept of being born before all things, an ever-present law. The second, [Buzhou], supporting the sky and the earth was just a facade, in fact, it represented supporting the heavens and the earth, allowing the vast space between heaven and earth to appear, so that order could be established.

Wei Yuan took a sip of tea, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to himself in his heart.

The Ten Great Peaks.

The past number one, [Huntian], the true concept - [Origin].

The current number one, [Dijun], the superficial concept - shifting stars and exchanging constellations, reversing heaven and returning the sun.

The true concept is unknown.

The second, [Buzhou], the superficial concept - supporting the sky and the earth, carrying mountains and surpassing seas.

The true concept - [Order]

The third, [Fuxi], the superficial concept - manipulating creation, reversing Yin and Yang, innate Bagua.

The true concept - [Creation and Destruction]

And, the tenth... well, or rather, the eleventh [Zhurong]

The superficial concept - fire, the energy conversion of high-temperature particles, [Returning Wind and Returning Fire], [Burning Mountains and Boiling Seas].

The true concept - [Annihilation of All Laws]

Wei Yuan bit on a chicken wing bone, and his teeth crushed it without using any force.

I've discovered that these guys are even better at acting than the last...

The superficial things they told the public were completely just the external manifestations of their core. It was like Zhurong told others that his power was actually just high temperature, just like Wei Yuan told others that his specialty was Daoist techniques. They didn't lie, they said it, but they didn't say it completely.

Of course, the Ten Great Peaks.

They certainly couldn't be trying to trick people.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Except for a certain snake, you thought he was good at deduction, but he was actually the god of creation and destruction.

How could anyone fight that?

"Alright, you let me have some, don't you know to respect the old, A Xuan?!"

"But Senior Brother, you don't love the young either."

Zhang Ruosu and A Xuan were fighting over food with chopsticks, and the chopsticks in their hands moved like swords. These things also required a long period of accumulation to master. The old Daoist ate and drank his fill, and finally took out his 'teapot' with satisfaction, slowly drinking.

Wei Yuan said, "What about that Lady of the Lake?"

Zhang Ruosu said, "Something happened in the Fairy Kingdom, and she went back."

The white-haired Daoist squinted at him and said, "Aren't you worried that this is a scheme set up by the elders of those Fairy Kingdoms to seize power or imprison her? This isn't the first time, is it?"

Zhang Ruosu didn't answer directly, but said:

"Jinyun went with her."

Ah, this.

Then it's fine...

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

The Lady of the Lake was the first to say that she would feed the Taotie until it was full.

One could only hope that the guys in those myths were not really planning to attack the Lady of the Lake.

The roots of the myths on the Yanhuang side were even in the Three Realms, Eight Desolations, Four Directions, and Above and Below, which was different from the other myths born in the human world. Although the Taotie had fallen from its heyday, its strongest era was when it made its name in the Age of Gods as one of the Four Fiends.

The strongest Kunlun martial gods like the Taishen Mountain God of the Western Mountains were not qualified to be named.

Zhang Ruosu said, "So you came back to ask about the situation of the North Sea's Qi?"

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No."

He considered it and said, "Probably, Daoist Zhang, you're going to have to work overtime... For example, if I said that there were two other Heavenly Daos from the outer seas of the Age of Gods that needed to be connected to the human talisman Heavenly Court, what would you..."

*Cough cough cough cough!*

The old Daoist almost choked to death directly.

"Two, two?"

"Yes."

The old Daoist's thoughts stagnated, and then he subconsciously turned his mind around and blurted out:

"Then what about the last one?"

You haven't made a move yet?

Wei Yuan said, "That's Zhurong."

"Ah, this..."

Zhang Ruosu's thoughts stagnated, he subconsciously stroked his beard, subconsciously turned his head, looked at the delicate and handsome young Daoist over there with a flame pattern between his eyebrows, looked at Feng Siyu over there who was happily eating snacks, and opened his mouth.

Great God Zhurong.

Your son and your high priest are both here with us.

Do you want to sign a friendly coexistence agreement with us?

Wasn't this obvious?

Zhang Ruosu's mouth twitched. Wei Yuan took a sip of tea and waved his hand, saying, "Just as you thought, I came here, and I might take A Xuan and Siyu with me to the overseas countries, just like drawing the connection between the North Sea Heavenly Dao and the human world, only the Northern Emperor Zhenwu is worthy of it."

"The East Sea and the West Sea both need their own cores, well, we'll talk about this issue later."

"And the South Sea also needs Zhurong to take action to connect the Heavenly Dao and the human talisman Heavenly Court together."

This was the most important thing.

It must be someone who bore the destiny of one side of the sea to do such a huge thing. If they wanted to connect the South Sea and the human talisman array, they must have Zhurong's contribution. Wei Yuan said, "He's still sleeping now. I want to see how He is now."

"I will bring, perhaps, the only two people who can save Him."

After all, he was stabbed in the back by Kai Ming.

The eleventh of the Ten Great Peaks was schemed against by a guy in the middle of the Ten Great Peaks.

Really, myths were not to be thought about. The more you thought about it, the more you felt that these guys and old Buzhou were alike.

Perhaps, there had never been a Buzhou Mountain prankster.

Or perhaps, everyone was Uncle Buzhou Mountain who ate melons and ended up eating himself.

Buzhou Mountain's two-way observation uncertainty principle.

Wei Yuan grumbled in his heart, preparing to write another Classic of Mountains and Seas. The old Daoist asked softly, "What about safety?"

Wei Yuan replied, "I will protect them."

The old Daoist drank in silence, changing the subject, "Are you going to pull the two great emperors of the East Sea and the West Sea into the human Heavenly Court as well?"

Wei Yuan shook his head, "No."

The old Daoist was surprised, "Strange, you're not actually pulling such two thick thighs..."

The white-haired Daoist replied:

"They touched my things."

"They're already dead."

!!!

The old Daoist's movements froze.

The white-haired Daoist picked up a porcelain cup, his white ponytail falling behind him, poured a glass of wine, and developed the bad habit of talking to himself because of the long period of discussion and subsequent solitude, saying, "In fact, the two ancient great emperors, Emperor Shu and Emperor Hu, have enough qualifications and enough power to bear the luck of these two seas, but, I don't know where they are now..."

"Do you know Shu and Hu? Passing by swiftly, the masters of ancient speed and years."

"Huntian's..."

"Hmm? Daoist Zhang, Daoist Zhang?"

"Damn it, A Xuan, A Xuan, Heavenly King Life-Saving Pill, Quick-Acting Heart-Relieving Pill, bring them all over!"

"Lei, go pinch the philtrum!"

"Damn it, don't pinch with your claws, damn! It's bleeding..."

"Immeasurable Yuanshi Tianzun, banana Balala, old Daoist, you're still having a nosebleed at this age, you're still so vigorous..."

……………………

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah..."

"Aww aww aww..."

On the edge of the Four Seas in the Age of Gods, two old men, one fat and one thin, were still flying.

Opening their mouths, letting the air fly in, making waawaawa sounds like children facing an electric fan, Emperor Hu said, "Shu, when do you think we can land..."

Shu sighed.

If they hadn't wanted to resist the power of Buzhou Mountain, which caused their flying direction to be misled, they wouldn't be so miserable. Originally, they would have hit the mountain and stopped after a few days. Now that the direction was deviated, well, they were flying and flying without stopping.

Buzhou Mountain's big slap in the face was not easy to understand.

Would it be clearer if the weight of the sky was transformed into the power of flight?

Emperor Shu sighed and looked at Emperor Hu, who was getting fatter and swollen into a ball, and his mouth twitched.

"I don't know..."

"What happened to you? It feels like you're about to burst..."

Emperor Hu: "I don't know..."

"Ah! It's coming again!"

"It's about to give birth, it's about to give birth!"

ps: Today's first update...