The sound of blood spurting drowned out Fuxi's words.

A hand clutched at his chest as he coughed up blood uncontrollably.

In the Land of the End of All Laws, the blood loss was explosive. Finally, Fuxi watched in silence as the woman in the green dress offered herself. Then the woman in the green dress also looked at him. After an awkward silence, the beautiful woman, about five foot seven, gently lifted her skirt, revealing her shoes.

Then, with a look of disgust, she took three steps back.

It seemed she was disgusted that Fuxi's blood had splattered on her shoes.

Then she lowered the swaying skirt, a graceful and gentle smile appearing on her face, her voice soft: "Mm, and then?"

The mockery was off the charts.

As everyone knows, Zhuzhao Jiuyou's dragon is a god who appears upright and not at all petty, one who would never seek revenge... Fuxi silently turned his head, his expression twisted. He directly lifted the fishing rod, which was imbued with a trace of power, with both hands and sneered:

"You little bastard, get up here for me!!!"

Because he was worried that using too much force would directly break the fishing line,

Fuxi couldn't use his true power at all.

And then he couldn't even reel him in.

After a period of stalemate, Fuxi had to give up.

Finally, he supported his old waist and spat blood there.

He listlessly fiddled with the fishing line.

Looking at the movement of the fishing line, the expression on his face gradually became 'twisted', the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he began a display of impotent rage. The woman in the green dress watched Fuxi hugging his snake body, grinding his teeth and rolling around, spraying blood everywhere in a horrific sight.

Without changing her expression, she retreated a few steps and said, "What happened?"

"That kid..."

Fuxi's mouth twitched, he gritted his teeth:

"He used [fish line] to send Morse code, saying he won't come up..."

"If you have the ability, come down and hit me, nya nya nya..."

The woman in the green dress couldn't help but giggle: "That's something he would do."

"You can't pull him up?"

Fuxi wiped away the blood: "I can, but to prevent the Ten Great Peaks of the past from noticing, the power of this fishing line is very weak. If I accidentally break it, he will be left in the turbulent flow of time, which is too dangerous."

The woman in the green dress was surprised: "You actually worry about him?"

Fuxi was surprised: "What are you talking about?"

After the two Ten Great Peaks looked at each other,

Fuxi said as a matter of course: "I'm just worried that, with his current level of mastery of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, if he's accidentally dropped into some point in the past and really cultivates from the past to the present, participating in the River of Destiny, the karmic backlash will make me even more unlucky..."

The handsome young man patted his chest and shouted loudly:

"My god, I'm the one holding his lifeline now! Me!"

"Can you consider me!"

Fuxi cursed.

Then he directly conjured a knife and stabbed his chest open with a *kacha* sound.

Fuxi, down for the count.

A moment later, Fuxi climbed up again, refreshed, with a hearty smile:

"Oh, the Land of the End of All Laws is so great. Only here can you infinitely glitch, glitch, what do they call it, a bug? Otherwise, I'd be unlucky. That kid really knows how to make trouble for me."

This scummy snake had no awareness of how shameless he was, and said with emotion:

"What role did that kid play in the past?"

The woman in the green dress rested her chin on her hand and thought: "Did he participate in something big?"

"That's impossible."

Fuxi said: "In that case, that kid would have been directly bounced back by the terrifying power of countless intertwined destinies, and his three souls and seven spirits would inevitably be injured, not far from death. The fact that he's jumping around and his cultivation has increased to the point where he can grasp my fishing line, which didn't use much power,

shows that he's fine."

"Obviously, nothing happened."

"But just the shock of the karmic entanglement made me like this, which means he met certain people. Only I, in the Land of the End of All Laws, can withstand such a backlash. Otherwise, in another place, he and I would be unlucky together."

The woman in the green dress said: "Would you be willing to be unlucky with him?"

Fuxi scratched his head and smiled heartily: "Isn't that a matter of course!"

"Then I would definitely throw him into the turbulent flow of time at the first opportunity."

"............ As expected of you."

Xian said: "Then, will he have any impact on the past?"

Fuxi said: "There will be no interference with the concept of [past destiny], otherwise he would immediately be bounced back by destiny, torn to pieces, and his soul scattered, only able to slowly recover with the Buzhou Mountain physique; that is to say, he will only come into contact with a few beings."

"And the effect will be very limited, just an encounter."

"Limited?"

"Yes..." Fuxi said: "This means that the ones who have a connection with him are either inherently detached people who drift outside the destiny of the masses, or they are destined to die. If the river always flows forward, Wei Yuan's appearance only creates two insignificant splashes on the river. The splashes will disappear, and the ripples will calm down."

"Destiny is always the same."

"For example, if a person was originally going to learn something, Wei Yuan's appearance might make him come into contact with these things sooner, or it might make him learn it later. These changes, placed over a long period of time, can actually be ignored."

"Perhaps his appearance allowed some guy to break through a few years earlier, but those few years, placed in the long years, are really like ripples on the water, without value. Without him, that guy would break through as usual. In years based on millennia, a year or two is meaningless."

"And the other possibility is even simpler, since the person who came into contact with him is destined to die."

"Then who this person spoke to before death won't have a big impact."

Fuxi had already guessed who Wei Yuan had interacted with, but he remained silent.

Fuxi murmured: "But... how strong is this backlash, where does it come from..."

"Where does it come from..."

He groaned, and the blood at the corner of his mouth flowed out again.

If he were not in a place outside of destiny and time, the severity of this injury would almost make him fall asleep directly.

Damn it...

Did I screw up...?

........................

Small World - Distant Past.

The middle-aged man's explanation of the Heavenly Dao had simply surpassed everything Wei Yuan knew. It was not in the direction of using the human heart to represent the Heavenly Heart, nor was it the [convergence of many laws is the Heavenly Dao] that Wei Yuan had known before, but a more detached, more indifferent, and towering existence.

Neither good nor evil, neither non-existence nor existence.

Formless and imageless, a great one in the domain.

Wei Yuan's original understanding was completely overturned. The impact of the first Dao discussion left him pale and his spirit somewhat lost. Hundun watched him, laughed freely, and left to tour the world, while Wei Yuan didn't know how long it would take for him to recover from the accumulated enlightenment.

When he simultaneously comprehended the paths of [Earth] and [Heaven],

he faintly saw under this enlightenment a trace of subtle threads falling on his body, the other end flying out, seemingly submerged in some immeasurable place, and he seemed to be able to sense that these threads were pulling him.

It was precisely because this thing was pulling him that Wei Yuan sensed its existence.

It seemed that Fuxi was planning to pull him back to see if he was dead.

But Wei Yuan did not respond. Annoyed by being pulled, he directly used the Morse code system he learned in the human world to reply with 'shut up shut up what are you shouting, come down here if you have the ability', and then the fishing line seemed to tremble a few times and gradually disappeared.

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes and seriously thought about heaven and earth, thinking about supporting the sky and propping up the earth.

In the following time, [Hou] and the guy who called himself [Huntian] would come.

Wei Yuan also often cooked to welcome them, exchanging perceptions with each other. Among them, [Hou]'s realm was already high enough for Wei Yuan, but it was obvious that he was still extremely respectful in front of [Huntian], who was always gentle, but his pursuit and recognition of [Heaven] were extremely proud.

"I found some spiritual materials when I went out this time."

One day, when Wei Yuan woke up from closed-door cultivation, he saw the goose-yellow woman bringing many spiritual plants and planting them in the Jade Pool garden. The latter smiled and said: "Otherwise, this place might be eaten up by [Yuan]."

"Cough cough, I'm not that edible..."

Wei Yuan was embarrassed.

The gentle woman smiled, planted the spiritual plants, and then took out several materials exuding spiritual light, saying: "I've thought about it before. Well, the reason why your Armor One is not performing well now seems to be because the materials are too simple. I found some spiritual materials this time, which might be useful to you."

"Can I, can I try to disassemble it?"

The gentle woman held the spiritual materials in her hands, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan couldn't say no at all.

"Okay."

Then, when he was preparing to cook, he suddenly heard a *kalala* sound. When he rushed out, he saw that Armor One had been disassembled into a pile. The woman in the long skirt was blushing, at a loss. Wei Yuan rarely saw his friend like this and couldn't help laughing.

The gentle woman was slightly stunned, but just smiled to herself.

When [Huntian] came here, he only saw the two of them trying hard to repair the broken Armor One. Even the repaired Armor One had the simple ability to read, write, and speak, barely considered to have a preliminary spirituality.

Then he saw that the originally gradually withered Jade Pool had some bright colors, which were the spiritual plants brought by [Hou].

"Haha, it seems that I'm the only one who came empty-handed this time."

The Chaos who called himself [Huntian] laughed loudly, thought for a while, and then took out many spiritual materials from his sleeves, saying: "This is the most pure refining treasure under the Central Outer Sea. I see that you want to repair the house, but you haven't been able to do so because you lack many things. Come, don't be polite!"

Wei Yuan was overjoyed.

So from then on, whether it was [Hou] or [Huntian], when they came here to lecture and be guests, they would bring gifts, saying that it was natural to prepare gifts when meeting with friends, and sometimes saying that this was the meal money for food, mostly jokes.

There was fire marrow jade crystal from the extreme south of the Great Wilderness, with vermilion birds dancing in it.

There was also gold and iron under Kunlun, with unspeakable sharpness.

There was even the most rare mind-questioning jade iron under the central sea.

And [Huntian] and [Hou] also saw Wei Yuan working very hard to repair the house in his spare time. After all, as a person from Shenzhou, it would be embarrassing for guests to be exposed to the elements. [Huntian] and [Hou] would sometimes help repair and supplement it.

Originally, this Jade Pool palace was first broken when it supported the heaven and earth.

Later, they simply pushed it down and rebuilt it.

"[Hither] is the road, which needs to be based on mind-questioning jade marrow, so that people who come here can sense the pressure of this place and dare not move around." [Huntian] smiled and waved his sleeves to pave the white jade ground, while [Hou] corrected the ground and cultivated spiritual plants.

Wei Yuan has been reincarnated countless times and has seen countless architectural styles.

He decided on the style of his little nest.

The obsession of Shenzhou people is to always have a home.

But in the end, when Wei Yuan saw the palace built with many materials, even he was stunned. The overall style was restrained and simple, but there were thoughts everywhere. About 30% of it was [Huntian]'s handwriting, about 40% was [Hou]'s, and the other 30% was Wei Yuan's.

"This, I'm really too grateful..."

Wei Yuan was grateful to his two friends, so he took out the spiritual fruit wine brewed from the spiritual fruits harvested in the past few years.

Only a character like him would choose to farm here, build houses, instead of desperately trying to understand the Dao. And it was also because he chose these things that his two friends would help him along the way. For them, this was just a casual thing and they wouldn't take it to heart.

That night, starlight scattered and the three sat here.

They exchanged cups, drank wine, and chatted idly. Wei Yuan never thought that the wine brewed from the spiritual fruit of unknown name was so incomparably strong that even he was drunk by the wine. After chatting with [Huntian] about the Heavenly Dao, he laughed loudly, saying:

"[Huntian], you say the most supreme one is Heaven?"

Chaos nodded, his tone gentle: "Perhaps, you have other ideas?"

"Speaking of which, I have always wanted to know, is the [Dao] you are talking about really the same thing as ours, the rules of operation?"

"Dao, of course not."

Wei Yuan was half-drunk, staggered to his feet, drank the wine in his throat, thought about the past, the Dao discussions during this period, the verification, the thinking, and the various things he had seen in the past were intertwined. Finally, under the great drunkenness today, it burst out. The things he didn't understand in the past, what he sees now, he can pick up easily.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of wine, laughing loudly:

"There is a thing mixed, born before heaven and earth."

"Silent and empty! Standing alone and unchanging, circulating without fail, it can be the mother of the world."

"I do not know whose son it is; I do not know its name, I style it 'Dao'!"

He opened his mouth and said, and then explained with his own understanding, detailing what this so-called Dao born before heaven and earth was. After experiencing tempering, coupled with the guidance of his two friends, he could finally stand at the same height and answer these questions with himself.

The mechanical Armor One next to him wrote furiously as in the past.

It recorded the Dao discussions of [Huntian], [Yuan], and [Hou] on jade stone tablets.

This was because Wei Yuan couldn't keep up with the rhythm of his two friends before, so he had to take notes first.

After he had Armor One, he was too lazy to take notes himself.

Now, even without being ordered, the mechanical Armor One was very diligent in recording.

After Wei Yuan finished speaking, he only felt that his mind was clear. He finally completely integrated his understanding into one. Although he was still far inferior to his two friends in front of him, he was finally qualified to discuss, rather than being lifted up. Then he raised his neck and drank wine, shouting: "I see heaven and earth, the Dao is great!"

"And there are not only heaven and earth in the domain, not only Dao!"

"[Huntian], you say that among all things, only Heaven is great."

"I say no, there are four greats in the domain!"

"Dao is great, Heaven is great, Earth is great, and Man is also great!"

The white-haired Daoist laughed loudly. The four greats in the domain, the innate Dao. Every time he said a sentence, he would slash out a sword. So the Dao sword was ethereal and vast, the Heaven sword was vertical and horizontal, the Earth sword was thick and towering, and the Man sword was bright and brilliant. Relying on the communication and cooperation of his two friends, he brought his understanding to the extreme. Four sword marks were imprinted in all directions.

After Wei Yuan finished speaking, he discussed with his two friends. He didn't know how long it took, and he had already fallen asleep.

When he woke up, he rarely saw that [Huntian] and [Hou] hadn't left.

When he got up and walked out, [Huntian] seemed to sense something.

Wei Yuan said: "Daoist friend, how is it?"

"You should have encountered some kind of difficulty..."/

"[Hou] is not good at hiding emotions. When she mentions you, she is always very worried..."

[Huntian]'s voice was gentle: "When you see a farther road, you will try to retreat to death."

"That's all."

Death Retreat!!!

Wei Yuan looked at the middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back, his heart was shocked. He was silent for a long time, and said: "I still feel that your [Heavenly Dao] is too arrogant and grand. The method of the four greats in the domain may be more calm and stable..."

[Huntian] nodded slowly and said: "Indeed..."

A glimmer of hope appeared in Wei Yuan's eyes. He hoped that his friend could avoid the death tribulation.

[Huntian] smiled and said: "But, I don't plan to change."

"My [Heaven] must be above everything."

The middle-aged man's expression was gentle, but the words he said were with an unquestionable frankness, and said: "I have only two endings for the path I have chosen. Either I will walk in front of this path, or I will die on this path."

"How can others overstep their own Dao?"

No retreat!

No avoidance!

If I hear the Dao in the morning, I can die in the evening!

The middle-aged man's expression was gentle and peaceful, but with a magnificent aura like the years. He smiled at the end and said: "But, in any case, this period of time is also the most relaxed time of my life."

"I don't know when we will meet again after today's farewell."

"Yuan, take care."

[Huntian] left calmly.

And [Hou] was also about to truly leave here to find his own path.

"It's a pity, maybe I won't be able to come here for a while." The gentle woman looked at the palace in front of her, built together by herself, [Yuan], and [Huntian], looking at the spiritual plant scenery that was completely different from that year, and smiled: "If I have free time, can I still come here?"

Wei Yuan smiled and said: "Of course."

"You are always welcome to be a guest..."

The gentle woman nodded with a smile, and then left equally freely, generous and decent.

We generations of people are naturally calm. After another few decades, Wei Yuan finally completely understood the most extreme [Heaven], [Earth], and [Man] he could reach. The last accumulation of the five-thousand-year journey was all used.

It was the time of flowering again, but only he was left.

Wei Yuan tidied up the house. There were his notes here, as well as what Armor One had written down.

The jade stone tablets were densely packed, all of which were the insights from the Dao discussions over this long period of time.

The words that the three of them said again and again.

Armor One was very stupid, so he just recorded everything here.

It actually filled a storage room, all of which were Dao discussion records. Wei Yuan finally looked at the palace built by the three of them with one heart, looking at Armor One's last masterpiece, which was a portrait of the last gathering of the three. The stars filled the sky, the white-haired Daoist smiled and wielded his sword, saying the four greats in the domain; Huntian was calm, as if seeing the destruction of all things, peaceful, and the gentle woman was like the foundation of all things, with great virtue and kindness, quietly watching them.

But he couldn't take any of this away.

Finally, he put this thing here. Wei Yuan thought that after returning to the human world, he would come again, determine the spatial coordinates, and then, he would take [Huntian] to see the human world, take [Hou] to eat the things he liked, introduce all his friends to them, and introduce them to all his old friends.

He was going to take his two friends to many, many places to see many, many people.

Wei Yuan looked at the machine named Armor One, freely pointed his finger, and his mana was majestic. When he came into contact with the fishing line, he burst out with reckless mana, directly pointing at Armor One's eyebrows. The many spiritual materials in his body lit up one by one.

The nascent spirituality looked up.

He saw the white-haired Daoist saying gently:

"I'm going out for a while."

"During this time, this palace can't be left unattended, Armor One, you wait here. If [Huntian] and [Hou] come, entertain them well. Heh... their strength is much stronger than mine..."

"If they ask, just say I'll be back soon."

The spiritual Armor One nodded.

He saw the white-haired Daoist disappear.

Armor One, like every day in the past, turned stiffly and began to sweep the floor, watching the flowers bloom and fall. This palace and dojo remained the same as always.

It's just that there was one less white-haired Daoist, a gentle middle-aged man, and a gentle woman.

But it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter.

Armor One swept the floor and took care of the spiritual grass. He thought:

'He said he would be back soon.'

It's just that neither he nor it knew how long and distant this so-called going out would be.

P.S.: Today's second update... Asking for monthly tickets ah ah!