Chapter 129 "Yuan..."

Hun Dun heard this and seemed to be lost in thought, then seemed to grasp something, shaking his head and laughing:

"I see."

"Since you have a good relationship with him, and since that [Yuan] also knows his place, sealing himself off in the borderlands, not entering the great world's karma and not disturbing the trajectory of the era, then I won't bother with him. This time, I'll go with you."

"Otherwise, I would have directly 'pulled' them down and slapped them both to death here."

"Making them a pair of doomed uncle and nephew."

"Two?"

[Hou] was puzzled.

But there was no reply.

Heaven and earth were a chaotic expanse. A middle-aged man walked out, wearing a black outer robe and a light gray inner robe. His eyes were bright and piercing, his expression gentle and dignified. This was Hun Dun's manifested form. Originally, He had no facial features, and even when manifested, He was illusory.

But now, six orifices had been opened.

Only the mouth remained unopened.

The Emperor Shu of the Bright South Sea, the Emperor Hu of the Dark North Sea.

It took six days to accomplish this.

This so-called "day" was not the ordinary concept of a day for living beings, but rather a cycle of Yin and Yang transformation in the heavens and earth. Hou Tu saw the Hun Dun Heavenly Emperor before her, hesitated, and with her gentle nature, disliked arguing with others. Even in this era of the Great Wilderness and Kunlun vying for supremacy, she was unwilling to participate.

She simply stayed away from karma, and that was how she met the Great Emperor Hun Dun.

Hesitating for a moment, she still went against her nature and said, "Senior, the two Emperors, Shu and Hu, are opening your seven orifices in order to break through your current realm. Isn't that too dangerous...?"

She knew some secrets.

The South Sea is the land of brightness, so Shu represents "existence."

The North Sea is the realm of darkness, so Hu represents "non-existence."

The center is neither north nor south, so Hun Dun is neither existent nor non-existent.

Shu, a metaphor for the existence of form; Hu, a metaphor for formlessness.

The name Emperor Shu represents the myriad forms of all things, the hundred states of the heavens.

The name Emperor Hu represents the formlessness of heaven and earth, and therefore has no taboos.

When the two join forces, they represent the concept of authority known as [Time], which is divine speed. It is precisely because the two represent the two types of Great Daos between heaven and earth, existence and non-existence, that it is possible to add rules to the Central Emperor who is Hun Dun, helping him break through his limits, reach the strongest, and surpass the Ten Great Peaks.

But this action was too risky. The current Hun Dun's momentum was extremely strong, far stronger than He was in the past...

[Hou] said, "How confident are you in doing this...?"

Hun Dun said, "About 100% confident."

Seeing the gentle woman relieved,

Hun Dun smiled, "100% confident that I will die."

!!!

[Hou] was shaken and blurted out, "Then why would you..."

Hun Dun said calmly, "The Great Dao is here; how can I be content with the status quo?"

"It is only death."

"Let's go."

"Before taking this last step, let me see this world with you again."

[Hou] was speechless and had to nod.

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"I am a little carpenter, painting skills strong... paint here, paint there..."

Wei Yuan simply hummed a song while building houses here. Unfortunately, very unfortunately, he did not succeed. This small world was too miserable and too ordinary. The garbage here meant that plants could not absorb spiritual energy, and the materials here could not breed spiritual materials.

The garbage was so bad that even [Hou] did not bother to come to this small world to find the trajectory of different world veins.

If he hadn't roared out loud during that period, she probably wouldn't have taken a look.

This led to a very awkward problem.

The materials of this world were completely unable to repair the dilapidated parts of the Yaochi Palace. Even if they were repaired, they would be torn into powder by the naturally emitted aura in less than two days. And plants grown here for ten, a hundred, or a thousand years could not even breed basic spirituality, with only one exception.

The vegetables became tough and old.

The plant fibers were too thick to swallow at all.

The taste deteriorated.

This was a godforsaken wasteland.

As Wei Yuan thought this, a local bird cooperated by dropping a turd.

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and he sent out a stream of energy to knock the bird down. He planned to stew this bird for lunch. Just as he was happily plucking feathers and washing the meat, he vaguely heard laughter behind him. Surprised, he turned around and saw the gentle woman in a long dress smiling with her lips pursed.

Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed and laughed, "Hahaha, [Hou], you've finished your seclusion?"

The woman smiled and said,

"Not at all, I've only found a senior for you who can guide you out of your confusion."

"Senior?"

It was only now that Wei Yuan noticed the smiling middle-aged man beside her. Surprised, he quickly stepped forward to pay his respects. The man smiled and nodded, noticing a jade pendant on Wei Yuan's body, which actually had the aura of the two Emperors Shu and Hu. He did not ask, nor did he ask whether this later generation person had succeeded in seeking the Great Dao.

That would only weaken his inner self.

It would only cause unnecessary shaking of the self.

"[Hou] asked me to come and see you, saying that I could solve your confusion. But, as I see it, your confusion will actually be solved by yourself after a period of time." The middle-aged man looked at Wei Yuan and said with a smile, "But with some accumulation, there is indeed a basis for discussion."

"Otherwise, no matter how much I say, you won't be able to understand, haha."

The middle-aged man sat cross-legged, not caring that this place was like a wilderness compared to the Great Wilderness and Kunlun God Realm, and even less caring about the patched-up and dilapidated Yaochi. Just as he was about to speak, Wei Yuan suddenly raised his hand, "Um, excuse me, Fellow Daoist, can you wait a moment?"

Wei Yuan awkwardly raised the meat in his hand, "I have to process this meat first."

"And then stew it with some vegetables, otherwise it would be a bit of a waste."

He said with a smile, "It can also be considered as hospitality."/

The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, "As you wish."

Wei Yuan was overjoyed, "That's the best, hahaha, Jia Yi, come out and pour the tea!"

He shouted, and then a figure creaked out from there. Wei Yuan turned his head and said triumphantly, "[Hou], I have already created my own creation here, um... although my methods are not the same as yours, but it can move a little."

"Creating something from nothing, imbuing it with spirituality."

"If I hadn't had the previous discussion with [Hou], I would never have been able to do it."

Wei Yuan's expression was calm.

[Hou] looked surprised, "Creating something from nothing, the art of creation?"

This was not an ordinary method, it was already quite powerful. But when she and Hun Dun looked over, they couldn't help but smile speechlessly. They saw that it was just a creation similar to a puppet, with stiff movements and a funny face, holding a tray with two cups of wine on it, stepping forward step by step.

Wei Yuan's face was full of satisfaction.

*Crack.*

This Jia Yi accidentally stepped on air and tripped on flat ground.

Then his legs kicked wildly in the air with a *crack* *crack* sound, and the mechanical face had a funny expression:

"Welcome! Welcome!"

[Hou]: "............"

Hun Dun: "............"

Wei Yuan: "............"

The smile on Curator Wei's face froze. He just wanted to show off in front of his friend. He didn't expect that his friend would bring a guest when she came. It was like you were pushing the door open and saying to your friend, "Damn, look how awesome this is!" only to find that there was a guest in the room.

Social death!

Social death came too fast, like a storm.

The gentle woman's shoulders trembled, and Wei Yuan sighed, "Forget it, laugh if you want, don't hold it in."

So the woman couldn't help but laugh softly, her smile gentle.

Even the middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.

The atmosphere was harmonious, only Wei Yuan's so-called created mechanical person was still shaking his feet there, making funny welcome sounds, until Wei Yuan raised his right hand and directly gave him a chop to the back of the head, and he finally became honest.

Then he himself couldn't help but laugh.

"Please wait a moment, both of you."

Wei Yuan raised the ingredients in his hand and said with a smile, "The way to treat guests is still necessary."

Perhaps because he was superimposed with the buff of social death, Wei Yuan cooked this time with the determination to wipe out his previous shame, making a full table of dishes. The middle-aged man tasted a bite and said with a smile, "These are all very good dishes, the color, the aroma, and the divine soul contained within, all make me feel satisfied."

Strange, do people usually praise dishes from these aspects but not from the taste?

A thought flashed through Wei Yuan's mind, just curious.

The man put down the ingredients and said with a smile, "I heard that you want to seek an interpretation of the heavens?"

Wei Yuan glanced at the gentle woman beside him who was encouraging him with her eyes, and also put down the food, sitting upright, facing the man, and said calmly, "Yes, please teach me, sir."

"Oh? Then, what do you think the heavens are?"

The middle-aged man asked with a hint of a smile.

"Is it fate or the myriad phenomena of the stars?"

Wei Yuan pondered for a long time and said, "The heavens move with strength; a gentleman strengthens himself without cease..."

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs. This ruthlessness is supreme impartiality, treating everything equally."

He slowly spoke out his understanding, what he had seen and known during this period, and his constantly repeated cycle of recognition of the ruthlessness of fate.

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, and then said with a smile, "Not bad, acceptable, but not enough."

He smiled freely, "The heavens move with strength; is it to understand the operation of the heavens with the heart of living beings? What is self-improvement without cease? Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs, which is strange. According to your explanation, the benevolence you speak of is only an emotion possessed by living beings. How can heaven and earth have it?"

"What exactly are you talking about, the heavens, or your so-called man?"

"And what you said later, that the Heavenly Dao is the convergence of all things' rules... where did you see that? It's simply absurd."

His expression calmed down, and he pointed to Wei Yuan's heart, saying, "All wrong, all wrong."

"The heavens are the apex."

The middle-aged man's aura was deep and his tone was calm:

"Supreme and unparalleled, there are no two that are greater."

"That is the heavens."

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A place of observation in later generations, the place where all laws end.

Wei Yuan was actually thrown into the past, so it is possible that he will appear here in the next moment, or it is possible that he will suddenly return at some other point in time. For the woman in the green shirt, Xian, it may only be an instant, but for him, a long time has passed.

The length of time is really mysterious.

Because she was unsure when Wei Yuan would return, she often came here. This time, she came over.

She saw the god in green shirt and black hair sitting with his back to the myriad laws of all beings, his aura calm and gentle, fishing for eternity. It was rare for him to have a proper shape. After chatting a few words, Xian said, "Strange, Fuxi, why are you suddenly so quiet today?"

"This isn't like you."

"It doesn't matter whether it's like me or not. All beings, all states, a thousand people have a thousand faces, and one person has a thousand faces. It's just like that."

"???"

"Why are you suddenly saying such things today?"

The woman in the green shirt, Xian, asked doubtfully, "Did you change your personality?"

"It doesn't matter whether I change or not. It's just that the Heavenly Dao is constant, operating un..."

Xian keenly noticed the problem with this scum snake, directly grabbed his shoulders, and pulled him back violently. Fuxi had dark circles under his eyes and blood was flowing out of his nose, scaring the woman in the green shirt. She was surprised and uncertain, and said, "What are you..."

"I'm fine!"

Fuxi opened his mouth with a bright smile, and then directly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Wiping the blood while remaining expressionless,

He raised his thumb and replied with a hearty smile.

"Very good... *Puaaaah!*"

Fuxi, massive blood loss.

Face plant.

ps: First update today…………