Chapter 271 Welcome Back

　　Wei Yuan broke free from the pull of the turbid Kunlun Ruins, now without restraint. In a flash, he arrived directly at the South Sea area of the Age of Gods. Sensing the clear air that was completely different from the profoundness of the turbid world, the Daoist finally breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Then he released the hand that covered the girl's eyes.

　　The white-haired, black-clothed girl with eyes as dark as the long night had no ripples or changes in her expression.

　　Her pupils reflected the clear world's sky, which seemed to remind her of the past, thinking of the scene when the fragment of Heaven naturally operated and blocked in front of her. Those dark, lightless eyes also softened. The Daoist survived another calamity, laughed loudly, and said after laughing, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

　　He nodded with a smile, "Welcome back."

　　Above the sky, time flowed, and a star on the curved side of the sky drew a curve.

　　Outside the world, in the endless Milky Way, the Heavenly Emperor, dressed in black robes with a cold and indifferent expression, saw Wei Yuan appear and even saw that he had brought back a girl exactly like the Wa Emperor. He was slightly surprised, then indifferently shifted his gaze.

　　"Acceptable."

　　Above the star arc, countless stars flowed endlessly.

　　Returning from the original vigilance to the normal position, reassembling the formation.

　　"It's rare that you've been concerned about what's happening in the South Sea area all along. Is that the opponent you value later? If he hadn't been able to come out..."

　　"What would you do?"

　　A voice asked in the void.

　　The Heavenly Emperor said calmly, "I'd ask for him." The voice laughed and retorted, "You, you, you're always so overbearing. Just because you ask for someone, others will give him? Where is there such a principle in this world?"

　　The Heavenly Emperor with a cold expression nodded, "You're right."

　　He sipped his tea and said calmly:

　　"Then, next time I'll just ask the turbid world's Fuxi directly."

　　"The person I want, will you give him or not?"

　　The figure opposite him opened his mouth, looked at the surrounding stars changing, looking at the vast wilderness Heavenly Emperor, who raised his hand to arrange the stars and constellations, who was also the Great Zhou Haotian Shangdi, the Western Chu Donghuang Taiyi, and was speechless for a moment.

　　South Sea area.

　　The Qin army formed a large formation, the baleful aura of weapons flowing uncertainly, like some kind of gigantic beast without a physical form, just entrenched here, quietly on guard. Shi Yi sat on a bluestone, his eyes closed, his expression indifferent, without the slightest bit of emotion.

　　Qin Yuan hid far away.

　　And Feng Siyu was talking in a low voice. "Is that Uncle Shi Yi sleeping?"

　　Qin Yuan muttered, "Definitely not."

　　"Qin? But he clearly has his eyes closed." Feng Siyu was puzzled.

　　"Oh, you don't understand. That guy has a poker face. Whether he's asleep or not, it's all the same." Qin Yuan supported her chin, holding a stick in one hand and turning the firewood, and said, "I once secretly observed him for a full ten days and ten nights. When he closed his eyes, when he woke up, when he was angry, when he was happy, when he was sleeping, and after arguing with Lord Wuan..."

　　"The expression on that face, oh, it really didn't move at all!"

　　"You believe me!"

　　The girl with a delicate and pretty face and a lively temperament puffed out her chest, indicating that you can believe her.

　　Feng Siyu nodded repeatedly, her face full of seriousness:

　　"Oh, oh, I see!"

　　"I believe you!"

　　Qin Yuan sat down triumphantly.

　　So easy to fool.

　　This little girl, perhaps I can abduct her into my hands.

　　We will work together to become bigger and stronger and create greater glories. Hmph, and it is said that she can be abducted with just enough food. How naive...

　　Qin Yuan glanced at the girl with pigtails and an ethereal temperament.

　　Looking at her flat abdominal curve.

　　Her thin figure.

　　She nodded in satisfaction: very slender, looks like she can't eat much, easy to raise.

　　Just give her a little something every day, and she's so naive, she'll definitely be easy to fool. Feng Siyu tore open a packet of crab roe peanuts, and then asked curiously, "But, there's a question, Sister Qin Yuan."

　　"Hmm? You say, you say."

　　Qin Yuan had a mature, graceful, confident, professional smile on the corner of her mouth.

　　"If you have any questions, your sister will answer them for you."

　　Feng Siyu put a peanut in her mouth, chewed it gently, and said, "But, since you say that uncle has a poker face, with almost no expression, then how do you know if he's angry, happy, furious, unhappy, or stifled?"

　　The smile on Qin Yuan's face froze little by little.

　　"Ah, this, I..."

　　She subconsciously glanced at the tall, cold-looking god Shi Yi sitting cross-legged over there.

　　"I, I..."

　　Qin Yuan bit her lip, straightened her neck, and stubbornly said, "I, I just know!"

　　"Ah..., am I asking questions I shouldn't ask?"

　　"Then can I ask another question?"

　　Feng Siyu scratched her head, then picked up another peanut and put it in her mouth, asking curiously:

　　"Why could you watch that uncle for a full ten days and ten nights?"

　　"Wouldn't it be boring?"!!!

　　Qin Yuan's lively and pretty face froze.

　　Then it flushed red, and she stammered, "I, no, I, I was just observing."

　　"Yes, observing, this is practice! Practice, without practice, there is no right to speak!"

　　"Oh! I remember that sentence!"

　　Feng Siyu clapped her hands and laughed, "Uncle Stone often says it."

　　"I've heard it more than ten times in this period of time!"

　　Qin Yuan's face was completely red, and she forcefully explained, "No, it's not just that. It's all his fault, yes, it's all his fault. He always makes me take extra lessons, and he also stares at me when I'm reading."

　　"Although he definitely used his power at that time."

　　"When I look at you, I don't use time acceleration."

　　A calm voice rang out.

　　Startling Qin Yuan, her hair seemed to jump a little.

　　She turned around, her face flushed, and her eyes seemed to carry ripples even richer than the honey of the Qin Yuan clan, even though she herself didn't notice it.

　　Shi Yi nodded in supplement, his expression unchanged, calm and solemn, "The Way of Time is not mundane and cannot be used lightly."

　　The foundation of the god is meant to maintain the order of all things in the world.

　　"How can it be used for personal desires?"

　　In other words, I don't need to use my power to look at you.

　　The expression on Qin Yuan's face collapsed, and then she gritted her teeth.

　　Although she herself didn't know why she was angry.

　　Why she was so angry.

　　It was as if she wanted to pounce on him and bite his shoulder hard, leaving a big tooth mark!

　　Her face was still flushed.

　　Out of anger.

　　Her finger pointed at the calm, expressionless god over there, and her tone was a bit stuttering:

　　"You, you, you!"

　　Shi Yi calmly lowered his eyes, shifted his gaze from the girl's face, pointed to the bonfire, and pointed to the fish, "It's overcooked. If you don't eat it, it'll be burnt."

　　"Eat, eat, eat, eat it yourself!"

　　Qin Yuan gritted her teeth, picked up the roasted fish that was stuck next to the bonfire, its skin charred but still fragrant, and slammed it towards the young god in black martial attire. The latter caught it with his hand,

　　His features were deep, his eyebrows like swords, and his eyes like stars. He raised his eyebrows, his expression unchanged, "You're not eating?"

　　"I'm full!" Qin Yuan left angrily. Shi Yi did not get up, did not chase after her, and calmly bit into the fish.

　　The little Daoist priest next to him was stunned. He looked at the girl who ran away in a huff and looked at the pillar of the Northwest Heavenly Domain sitting there. He cautiously said, "Venerable Shi Yi, are you really not going?"

　　Shi Yi glanced at him and said calmly, "First of all, please call me comrade."

　　The little Daoist priest A Xuan paused, scratched his head, pointed at himself, and said:

　　"I'm from the Daoist school, a religious believer."

　　Shi Yi thought for a while and answered in a calm tone, "I don't discriminate against your beliefs." A Xuan was stunned. He tried to explain the history of the Daoist school to this god of the Great Wilderness, "Little Daoist worships Yuanshi Tianzun, Daode Tianzun, and Lingbao Tianzun. It's the Daoist school..."

　　Shi Yi said, "Do they oppress sentient beings?"

　　Ah… no, probably not.

　　"Are they willing to save all living beings and make the world peaceful for everyone?" The little Daoist priest thought about the great wishes of the Daoist Heavenly Venerates in the Daoist scriptures and nodded. Shi Yi nodded and said calmly, "Then there's no problem. If they exist, then they are also comrades."

　　"They are *tovarishchi*."

　　"If they follow the same dream and the same wish, whether it is the Heavenly Venerate, or the Buddha, or the gods, there is no difference. We are willing to accept them."

　　The little Daoist, according to your Daoist school's saying, this is *ruzhi* (entering the obsessed state), if it is said in the Buddhist school, it is *jian zhang* (seeing obstacles), according to our saying.

　　You have ideological errors and are dogmatic.

　　A Xuan was stunned.

　　He saw the god with a cold expression lowered his eyes, as if he had seen thousands of years.

　　As if thousands of roads and countless pursuits, under the years, were enough to see the end in an instant.

　　He scratched his head.

　　"Thank you for your guidance, Senior."

　　Shi Yi lowered his head and bit into the fish, and said:

　　"Well, go back and write a self-criticism and recognize your mistakes."

　　A Xuan was stunned, and suddenly recalled what Zhang Ruosu had said twice before, that Yuanshi Tianzun beat Daode Tianzun, and subconsciously said, "What if they aren't so good?" For example, if they don't have any morals or something...

　　For example, fighting on top... The more the little Daoist priest said, the less confident he felt.

　　Shi Yi subconsciously looked at his waist, at the golden hemp rope over there, and said in a calm tone:

　　"There are methods."

　　He added, "Also, the fish is already cooked and cannot be wasted." "If she doesn't eat it, she doesn't eat it."

　　"This fish can't be thrown away."

　　A Xuan scratched his head and looked at the girl over there with some concern, and said, "But, what about Sister Qin Yuan? Won't she be hungry if she doesn't eat anything?" Shi Yi said calmly, "She wasn't meant to eat meat in the first place. She eats hundreds of herbs and honey and drinks morning dew and Kunlun winds."

　　"I'll find something for her to eat later."

　　"Those things take too much time, and only I can find them."

　　"Oh, okay, okay."

　　A Xuan thought for a while, and still persuaded, "Actually, Senior Shi Yi, you don't have to be so cold. It's okay to be a little nicer to Sister Qin Yuan."

　　Shi Yi bit the meat on the fish bones and said lightly, "Do you know what is the last action of a human photographer after contacting wildlife and completing the shooting?"

　　"What is it?"

　　"It is to slap them hard."

　　Shi Yi replied, "This is to prevent those animals from getting too close to humans." "I am the same."

　　Shi Yi lowered his eyes, recalling the girl's flushed cheeks he had just seen, and shifted his gaze. Gods are always honest enough with their own hearts. He suddenly took a big bite of the fish, and then whispered to himself,

　　He said, "I dare not look."

　　A Xuan was stunned: "Huh?! Senior..."

　　Shi Yi said calmly, "I am the years."

　　He got up and flicked his sleeves, his eyes light gray, deep and ancient: "I am the years. I existed before the years, and after the years, I should be the one to send the years and time off for the last journey when the world is destroyed. And between this beginning and end, there is always only myself."

　　"None of you should be too close to me."

　　He suddenly made a move.

　　The flow of time seemed to freeze, and he subconsciously held the skewer of roasted fish.

　　After a moment of silence, he let go, re-drawing his sword, his eyes looking forward. And the green-robed Xian almost noticed something wrong at the same time. They saw a gap in the space in front of them, and then at the junction of the clear and turbid worlds, under the clear sky, the Daoist fell down with a crash.

　　The long sword fell to the ground, whistling endlessly.

　　The green-robed dragon girl breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression was as usual with a smile, and the Daoist breathed a sigh of relief, smiling brightly and gently, "Xian, Shi Yi, I'm back."

　　The dragon girl's eyes turned slightly: "If you're okay, then..."

　　She was slightly stunned.

　　Her eyes widened.

　　The Daoist was wearing a black martial attire, with a wide-sleeved Daoist robe on the outside.

　　His hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and he wore a sword at his waist.

　　But on his back was a white-haired, black-clothed girl with a face as pale as if there was no blood. Her eyes were deep and peaceful, like the night. Because she was being carried on his back, her arms wrapped around the Daoist's neck. She raised her eyes and looked ahead, her face without any expression change, without the slightest ripple, and looked at Xian:

　　"You."

　　"Who?"

　　ps: Third update today.