Wudang Mountain.

"Hahahaha, a rare guest, truly a rare guest."

"Celestial Master Zhang isn't peacefully cultivating on Dragon Tiger Mountain? What brings you to my Wudang Mountain? Could it be you're returning our True Martial Sword?!"

A tall Daoist priest greeted him with a hearty laugh.

His robust physique was barely concealed by his Daoist robe. Black and white hair mingled. Zhao Tongxuan of Wudang Mountain, a rare martial arts grandmaster in the human realm, had mastered the Wudang Dan Sword and the Taiji Toad Catching Strength. He had almost reached a level unseen in a century.

Moreover, due to the resurgence of spiritual energy in the human realm, he had long since entered Dao through martial arts.

His tone was quite arrogant, implicitly claiming that his martial arts expertise had surpassed that of the founding master. With such determination, if a martial artist like him couldn't devote his entire life to surpassing the height of the founding master, wouldn't the martial arts heritage of these hundreds of years be in vain?

"Zhao Tongxuan, what a pity, your Wudang True Martial Sword, I'm afraid you won't be getting it back."

The old Daoist priest smiled peacefully.

He picked up a cup of tea, blew on it, and said, "Speaking of which, I have Three Mao Shangqing Sect's Heart-Saving Life-Preserving Heavenly King Pill, fair and honest. And handwritten copies of three martial arts classics, the kind with martial arts will inheritance. Lend them to me for ten years, and I'll sell it to you."

Zhao Tongxuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Old Celestial Master, did you get hit in the head?"

Zhang Ruosu didn't take it to heart and instead asked, "What do you think of Curator Wei?"

"His swordsmanship is profound, and his pure Yang horizontal training is superb. It's a pity, a pity, he doesn't join my Wudang Mountain."

"Otherwise, his Wudang pure Yang skill could perhaps be cultivated to a level truly unprecedented!" At the mention of Wei Yuan, Zhao Tongxuan's face changed, filled with regret, and he said, "Deceive him, ah no, I mean, guide him to my Wudang Mountain."

"You can move the classics from the library yourself!"

This old fox, he really is lusting after Wei Yuan's body...

The old Daoist priest subconsciously thought.

Then he felt that this sentence seemed a bit off, but after thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem wrong at all.

It's the pure Yang true qi he's after.

"Then what do you think of his character?"

Zhao Tongxuan said, "Naturally good. Upright and open, with a just character, it's a pity I haven't met him."

Zhang Ruosu smiled and handed over a letter, saying, "Good then, this letter was brought back by him from the Great Wilderness. Inside are secrets of the Great Wilderness. With our decades of friendship, of course I'll let you take a look."

Zhao Tongxuan glanced at Zhang Ruosu: "A martial arts classic?"

"No, no, no, what kind of relationship do we have."

"This is of course free."

"Free?" Zhao Tongxuan was puzzled.

"You'd be this kind?"

Zhang Ruosu smiled and said, "Is there any doubt?"

Zhao Tongxuan suspiciously opened the letter and slowly read it. He didn't find any problems, and gradually became engrossed, until he turned to the last page and saw the line "Great Emperor of the Arctic True Martial Subduing Demons." The expression on the martial artist's face slowly solidified, and his body shook.

After a moment of deathly silence, the disciples outside heard a loud roar.

Then there seemed to be the sound of tables and chairs being shattered directly by the powerful inner Gang Qi.

"Master!"

"What's wrong?!"

Elder Songhe of Wudang pushed open the door and rushed in, seeing his master covering his chest, his face flushed red, whether from the shock or excessive excitement. The room seemed to have been swept by a typhoon, in a mess. The master was kneeling on the ground, his chest rising and falling violently.

Then the Daoist Celestial Master squatted in front of him, slowly taking out a bottle of pills.

He shook the pill bottle:

"Three Mao Shangqing Sect's Heart-Saving Life-Preserving Heavenly King Pill, you know."

"Hot item."

"Thirty handwritten copies of martial arts classics, how about it?"

"Want it? Want it? Want it?!"

…………………………

With the sound of ringing bells, elementary school was dismissed.

Tang Nuan Nuan carefully closed the book in her hand, put away her notes and homework, put them in her schoolbag, and walked out with her schoolbag on her back, saying goodbye to the teacher. She mingled with the other students. Her father had been very busy recently, and her mother was also very busy, so they couldn't pick her up.

She was already used to going to elementary school by herself.

Going home by herself.

"Nuan Nuan, are you still alone?"

A little girl asked, "Do you want to come with us and go home together?"

"Yo, another one alone, your parents don't want you anymore!"

A little boy made a face.

Children's jokes are always without measure.

"Yeah, yeah, going home alone, where are your parents?"

"They don't want you, your parents don't want you!"/

"No one wants you, no one wants you!"

The voices of the children going to and from school rang out, noisy and chaotic. A large group of parents surrounded them outside, but none of them were there to pick her up. A man in his thirties, wearing glasses, adjusted his glasses and pulled out a roll of documents from his briefcase.

With a dark face, he planned to give his son a personality-reforming iron fist to the head.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion and exclamations.

"Make way, make way!"

Accompanied by the children's most exclaimed voice, a small cart rushed to the school gate with the momentum of breaking through thousands of troops, in one breath, where most children would be gathered at the school gate. There were straw men full of candied haws, various snacks, small toys, and game comics.

This was enough to satisfy the most envious things for elementary school children.

It seemed that his momentum was too strong and confident, like a knight tearing through the black clouds, sweeping away everything. Although this knight was riding the snack stall cart in front of the school, with various toys hanging on his body, no one could say that his confident momentum was wrong.

The young man stretched lazily, took out a huge candy bouquet from behind, with candies of various flavors piled into a bouquet, leaned over, and handed out a lot of candy:

"How about it, little guy?"

Jinyun Shi smiled brightly: "Ready to skip class?"

Tang Nuan Nuan's eyes widened, her face full of excitement: "But, but school is already out."

"Tsk, a mistake."

Jinyun Shi touched his chin and said, "No, I'm one of the Four Fiends, I can't do good deeds."

"Then, are you ready to skip your extracurricular classes?"

Tang Nuan Nuan nodded vigorously: "Yes!!"

"Very good, little guy, I recognize you as an accomplice of my Taotie."

Jinyun picked up Tang Nuan Nuan, put her on the snack cart, then pinched a toy next to the push handle, making a beep beep sound, ready to set off, and then suddenly remembered something, and said, "Oh right, there's one more thing."

He turned around and walked to the boy who had just laughed at Tang Nuan Nuan.

Jinyun Shi was tall and sturdy, with a wild and athletic feeling, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The boy stammered, "I, I'm sorr..."

Pa!

Taotie slapped the boy on the top of his head with his backhand, restraining his strength.

The boy was directly knocked to the ground.

It took a while for him to react and burst into tears.

"You, how can you do this, he's still a child..., ah!!"

Pa!

"This sir, how can you hit my student, I think you should..., ah!"

Pa!

"No, I think how can you, an adult, be so petty with a child..."

Pa!

"Do you have any civic sense, if you do this again, I'll rep..."

Pa!

Finally, Taotie walked to the father in his thirties over there, and the boy who first mocked Tang Nuan Nuan. The boy grabbed his father, shivering. The man pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, met Taotie's eyes, was silent for a moment, and slapped down with his backhand.

Pa!

The boy was directly stunned by his father's hit. This blow was even harder than Taotie's.

Taotie nodded approvingly and handed him a lollipop.

Those around who may not have had bad intentions, but did tease the little girl, regardless of size or gender, were all knocked to the ground by Taotie, like a villain. Then, his expression was indeed like a knight returning in triumph, as proud as a hero. He pushed the snack cart. The shouts of the Special Operations Team came. Taotie exhaled and shouted, striding wildly, laughing loudly:

"Aha ha ha ha ha, today is another victory for Jinyun Shi!"

"Come on, try to catch me, ha ha ha!"

"Old man, it's impossible for me to do good deeds!"

"Gotta go, gotta go!"

………………

Inside the museum, Qingniao transformed into a little girl in a blue dress, one meter forty tall, holding a cup of flower tea, looking at the surrounding environment. She had not yet broken free from the shock of sensing the position of the Queen Mother of the West and pushing open the door to see Jue.

Now there are countless questions swirling in her mind.

But she didn't know where to start.

After chatting for a long time, she finally understood what had happened. Her little head couldn't comprehend it all.

After Jue sent the letters to Nüjiao and Liang, she slowly picked up her own letter.

She paused, opened it, and unfolded the letter. On it were familiar words—

"Jue, it's been a long time since I left, how are you now."

"I'm now in the Outer Wilderness Sea. The situation is generally stable. I passed by the Great Wilderness and am now in the Outer Sea, together with Nüwa and ten others, and a girl who may be a reincarnation of the Wa Empress. Uncle Buzhou is also here, so you don't have to worry about me."

"I don't know how things are in the museum now, how the human realm is..."

"Nüjiao's personality is a bit bad. Speaking of which, I seem to know the source of her bloodline."

"You still have to take care of the museum. The weapon spirit is fine, but the water ghost Bai Ze can't be left alone. And A Liang, when I'm not around, you have to watch over him too, don't let him be picky about food. Oh, speaking of which, I found a few ingredients here, I plan to bring them back to try more, maybe Jue you will like them..."

His tone was peaceful, writing wherever his thoughts took him, leisurely and casual.

Qin Yuan, who was doing guide training during this time, came in without Jue noticing. Qin Yuan and Qingniao exchanged glances. Qin Yuan, who was in some sense the lower body of Qingniao, shifted his gaze and looked at the letter, only seeing the words on it.

How vulgar.

He either hoped that Jue would take care of the museum, or casually said some travel notes.

Or he talked about the matters of A Liang and Nüjiao, saying that Jue should also visit them if she had the time.

How boring, why could she read it so attentively?

Qin Yuan couldn't quite understand.

At the end, the tone of the letter was gentle:

'When we meet again in this life, come to Old Street, remember that the flower trees on both sides of the street are in bloom, the light purple flowers look very beautiful, I don't know how it is now.'

The girl got up to fetch paper and pen, wearing a blue shirt, a light-colored long skirt, her black hair falling on her shoulders, stepping on white sneakers, her wrists like frost and snow, lowered her pen to reply, saying that she would take good care of the museum, and would visit Qingqiu Country tomorrow, saying that the connection between the mountains, rivers, and earth veins of the human realm was gradually strengthening, and the position of the Queen Mother of the West was rising.

Saying that she would take good care of A Liang.

And would also take good care of herself.

Finally, her pen paused, wanting to say something more straightforward, and wrote down.

'When are you coming back?'

After thinking about it, it was too direct. She brushed her hand over it, and the handwriting disappeared, and she wrote again.

"I don't know if you've missed me, but I miss you very much."

Her face flushed red, and she brushed her sleeve again to make the words disappear.

Finally, her eyes swept over the "Spring and Autumn Annals of the Ten Kingdoms," looking at the Old Street outside. Her mood slowly calmed down. On the slightly old houses compared to this developing era, the sky was cut into large patches of blue by power lines. Birds flew across the sky, the sun was warm, and the breeze was gentle. The flower trees on both sides were very thick, casting large patches of shade.

She had just read the story of King Qian Mu of Wuyue.

The girl's pen dropped the last stroke.

'The flowers are blooming on the road, may you return slowly.'

You asked about the flower trees on Old Street, then I answer, the flower trees here have already bloomed.

If you complete your goal, can you slowly come back?

She folded it carefully and handed it to Qingniao over there.

The little girl muttered:

"I don't understand, why do you all change the last sentence several times? Don't you know how to write it?"

She looked at the Lady of Heaven over there, whose aura was long and profound, whose spirit was strong, and who already had the charm of the Queen Mother of the West, puzzled:

"Doesn't being stronger mean knowing more things?"

"But it's Buzhou and Kunlun's Queen Mother of the West, who can hold up the sky with one hand."

"Are there things you can't figure out too?"

……………………

At the same time, Wei Yuan ‘opened’ his eyes.

He felt that he seemed to have been schemed against by that bastard snake, Fuxi.

His limbs were in chaos, feeling compressed and suppressed, and his eyes were completely dark.

This feeling...

TMD!

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

Could it be that Fuxi, that guy, stuffed him into an ‘egg’?

It was pitch black, and he felt very suffocated. The characteristics of the Nanshan Bamboo, which had been strengthened by Master, came into play, and he gritted his teeth.

How could a mere egg trap me?!

Watch me burst this thing open for you!

Burst!

Burst!!

Burst the hell out of it!

PS: Today's second update... three thousand eight hundred words.