Chapter 1 Reencounter

Reencounter?

After a long time?

Wei Yuan frowned, then realized that the Water God Gonggong had existed since the ancient times, and had only been unsealed recently. The so-called "reencounter in cognition" was about the events at Xuanyuan Hill in the ancient times, his and Xian's origins during the period when they lost their memories.

At that time, Xian returned to ancient times without the protection of the H渾天 Letter.

Therefore, she was interfered with and affected, and was in a state of memory loss.

What Gonggong said should be about that time.

The Daoist nodded and said, "Yes, it's a reencounter."

Although it wasn't what you thought, not the kind Gonggong guessed, that after a death, Xian wandered alone in the Great Wilderness Kunlun for thousands of years after losing you, and then reencountered you in the present world.

Instead, Xian flew directly out of the Fragments of Heaven.

However, it's a bit troublesome to explain, so let's not explain it for now.

The handsome man raised his eyebrows and wanted to ask again, but Qing Shan Xian nodded with a smile, pointed to the side, and said, "Gonggong, can you come over and chat? About Zhujiu Yin, I happen to have something to ask you."

Gonggong finally nodded and went to a quiet place with Qing Shan Xian.

The tall, more than two meters tall, yet still well-proportioned young god lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in the green shirt in front of him, his voice softened and said, "You lied to him? He doesn't seem to know what happened to you later."

"It seems that you found a way to let him know that you were actually in a special state at that time?"

"For example, being trapped..."

"For example, amnesia?"

Gonggong said calmly: "I have no interest in making such a disguise. I will tell him." He turned to leave, but suddenly stopped.

His pupils contracted, and he slowly turned around, seeing the woman in the green shirt lowered her eyes, a hidden aura of death emanating from her body, decay appearing on her beautiful face, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was as always, she looked at the Heavenly God who was powerful and unmatched when she was young, and took the initiative to show her own lack of foundation, even Gonggong's face froze.

Xian smiled, her eyes slightly lowered, and said softly:

"I'm going to die."

"I originally wanted to sit withered by the Youquan of Zhongshan Chishui, but that guy found me, so..." Her voice paused, and then she still said in a brisk tone, "So!"

"At least during my last journey, I don't want him to be with me with debt and apology. I only hope to be as free and relaxed as the journey to Xuanyuan Hill back then, so, can I ask you?"

Gonggong said coldly: "Boring."

He turned and strode away.

The voice of the woman in the green shirt came from behind: "I beg you."

The tall Water God suddenly stopped, as if he had misheard.

How could the always proud Zhujiu Yin, even if it was only half of her body and side, beg others?

For some reason, Gonggong remembered the appearance of his deceased friend. Reencounter is parting. After a long silence,

"I won't cover up for you."

"No matter what, I will tell him about this, but not now."

"You still have the opportunity during this period of the South China Sea trip." He turned his eyes slightly, looking at the woman in the green shirt over there, his voice was low, and it was obvious that it was the final concession, and said, "At that time,

I will use the method of leaving shadows and transmitting souls to tell him about your agreement with Zhujiu Yin, and your experiences in those last years."

"No problem."

Xian smiled and nodded, with her hands behind her back, she tiptoed and sniffed the flowers hanging from the flower tree. Her eyes were slightly lowered, and her green hair fell to her waist.

"At that time."

"I should be dead."

Humph.

Gonggong flicked his sleeves, for some reason thinking of Xiang back then, and the Gonggong tribes, and strode away, no longer saying anything. Wei Yuan leaned against a stone tablet in front of the Yuxu Palace, frowning slightly, and an inexplicable doubt arose in his heart. Why did Xian take Gonggong away, saying that he had something to say alone,

They two can barely be considered from the same era, but Gonggong was sealed for thousands of years after that, even if Xian is also the Lord of Chishui, their friendship should be very little, what is there to say alone?

Or, to avoid someone?

The Daoist's eyes swept over, and he saw the little Daoist A Xuan with a sword on his back, and Feng Siyu who was happy because he was about to leave and go home, and Lao Buzhou, and finally focused his attention on himself, and pondered for a long time.

Is it to avoid me?

Plus what Gonggong said before.

Wei Yuan whispered: "Reencounter?"

An idea gradually became clear in his heart.

Could it be that the one in the past was not Xian who had lost her memory, but her from that era? Without the protection of the H渾天 Letter, the side effect was not being shocked when crossing time and space and entering a state of amnesia, but, without the protection of the H渾天 Letter, the cause and effect with that era was too heavy, and one of the top ten powerhouses, could not cross time!

That was not her who had lost her memory!

That is her.

Wei Yuan's thoughts kept rising and falling, and he began to verify with his past memories, constantly strengthening this idea, and finally he vaguely had a guess, but he still didn't have enough confidence. Then Gonggong seemed to walk out with a very bad expression.

Seeing Wei Yuan who had already appeared, he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "What did you just say to Gonggong, Xian?"

You two don't seem to be on good terms to the point where you need to avoid other people's exchanges, right?

"Want to know?"

The woman in the green shirt put her hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, her voice was soft, and she joked with a smile: "This is a lady's secret."

"Oh."

Even I would feel shy. The face in front of me is so beautiful that it's breathtaking, and it's too close.

Wei Yuan took a half step back slightly.

Xian stretched out her hand, as if to stroke his cheek.

It was clearly only an inch away.

But suddenly she stretched out her hand behind her, and two white fingers brushed past the Daoist's hair, pinching a letter, and said with a smile:

"Give me your letter."

Handing the letter over, Xian walked lightly, looking at the scenery of Yuxu Palace, looking at the flower trees and lotus ponds, and asked Jia Yi to make tea for her. Wei Yuan was silent for a long time, still unable to make a complete judgment. It's not that he can't say it now, but he knows Xian too well.

If there is not enough evidence to force her to a dead end, she will definitely still be like just now, lightly, with a seemingly intentional and seemingly unintentional joke, lightly exposing everything, not letting him find any handle. A reckless man is naturally countered by this kind of means.

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and temporarily suppressed this matter.

Anyway, there is plenty of time to test it out after the trip to the South China Sea, and then he will naturally be able to figure it out. However, if she is really not Xian who has lost her memory, but her when she was young,

Then the thousands of years after that... The Daoist lowered his eyes, and for a moment, even he felt a sense of helplessness. And a strong sense of guilt, the sense of guilt from abandoning a friend, even if the root of this matter is that he is dead.

Wei Yuan was silent for a long time, just sighed, opened the letter, which had familiar beautiful handwriting: "Sorry, Ah Yuan, I won't go on this trip to the South China Sea. You must pay attention to safety. The domain of the South China Sea, the Fire God Zhurong, is extremely strong, don't fight him head-on. I'm in the human world, the museum always needs someone to take care of it, otherwise, handing it over to Vodka and the Water Ghost always makes me feel uneasy."

"In addition, I seem to have found traces of the Queen Mother of the West."

"It's just that I don't know why, I never seem to be able to find her in time. It always seems to be a step away. Yuan, do you have any solutions?"

Always a step away?

Wei Yuan suddenly thought of the efforts he had made when he tried to return to the past and contact [Houtu], and replied: "If it is [always a step away], it may be because there is a state similar to a time paradox or a causal paradox."

"I just happened to improve my realm and mastered the Dao body..."

Wei Yuan paused.

After thinking about it, he still erased this sentence that he couldn't help showing off.

Then he said in a plain tone: "For this kind of situation, I have a solution, which is likely to be useful and effective. I will leave a talisman for Jue, and you can try it out at that time.

There is a considerable possibility that you can break through this predicament and get in touch with the Queen Mother of the West."

"I only hope that she won't remember the grudge of the hand knife back then."

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and then he let out a breath.

It's okay, it's okay.

I, Yuxu Yuanshi Tianzun, am not afraid of her Kunlun Queen Mother of the West!

Yes, not afraid!

Wei Yuan shook his hand and let the letter return to the museum along the cause and effect, carrying the Yuanshi Tianzun talisman he left behind, and then rubbed his eyebrows, and stepped forward, the blue Daoist robe on his body turned into a black and red tight-fitting suit, the Chang'an sword was held in his hand, but it was never unsheathed.

Looking at the flawless woman in the green shirt, and then looking at A Xuan and Feng Siyu over there. Seeing the little Daoist in a tight suit, his hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, carrying a sword on his back, it was very characteristic of Yuxu Palace.

After thinking about it, he casually squeezed it, and the spiritual energy gathered, turning into a small axe.

He fastened it to A Xuan's waist, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Let's go."

"Jia Yi, take care of the house."

"Yeming, keep an eye on those two old men, don't let them cause trouble."

"I don't want to go out and come back to find that Yuxu Palace has become a new joke."

Wei Yuan threw the Nine Dragons Yuanyang Jade Pendant he had obtained from the Guixu traveler, and the Scarlet Dragon manifested, intertwined endlessly, turning into a quite exquisite and mysterious Dragon Boat. The Daoist stepped on it, carrying A Xuan and Feng Siyu, as well as Qing Shan Xian, and went to the South China Sea together.

Along the way, he tried several times to find a reason to inquire and test.

But nothing was gained.

The Great Wilderness is vast, and if ordinary cultivators fly, they may not be able to cross a large area in their entire lives. This Scarlet Dragon Yuan Boat travels quickly in the void, crossing one causal node after another, which is equivalent to directly crossing one spatial point after another, traveling at a speed that ordinary people cannot understand.

Arriving at the South China Sea area at an extremely fast speed.

Wei Yuan then swept his sleeves, and the flying boat under his feet scattered streamers, turning into rainbows and flying into the scarlet jade pendant in Wei Yuan's hand, turning into flying dragons, lifelike. A few people landed, Feng Siyu looked around and said, "Master? We haven't arrived at the South China Sea yet."

Of course, you can't just rush in.

It is still unknown what the situation of Zhurong is now, so it is better to go in carefully. Righteously and openly, bringing the top ten powerhouses of turbid air directly into it.

If they think we are here to fight, they will slap us back.

And then just start fighting.

No, no, we can't be so reckless.

The Daoist glanced at Feng Siyu, who was already playing happily on this sea. A Xuan scratched his head and looked at her worriedly, and then said, "But, Wei Museum Teacher, why did we stop here?"

"There is still a distance from the edge of the South China Sea."

"We can go forward for a while before stopping."

Wei Yuan said flatly: "Intuition."

Intuition?"

"Yes."

The youth with restored black hair held the dust whisk, walked on the vast ocean, but did not cause any ripples, with a smile, his voice was calm and plain: "At this moment, at this time, in this place, we will encounter some things that are quite interesting and predestined for us, this is fate."

"There is no reason."

"I just think that stopping here will be beneficial."

"It will help our future affairs."

"Fate?"

The boy was puzzled.

Feng Siyu suddenly shouted, and suddenly, the water waves surged, and the distant sea area surged violently, and was blasted open. Then, surrounded by smooth scales and armor, and carrying the aura of violent wind and thunder, a beast that seemed to be a land dragon roared into the sea, and then flew towards the direction of the few people, with a monstrous aura and extremely terrifying.

Qing Shan Xian stepped forward.

But she had been stopped. The youth in black tights and a golden ring ponytail stretched out his left hand to stop her, without looking back.

Unintentionally protecting her behind him subconsciously, just like back then.

Xian paused, and then saw that Wei Yuan was just a subconscious action, his eyes staring at the roaring Canglong over there. And A Xuan, who was now full of nervousness, realized that this beast was roaring and fearing. And the dark clouds suddenly dispersed, and the sound of stomping from a distance was neat and uniform. Only now could they know that the origin of the violent wind and thunder just now was not the beast.

An iron army wearing black armor, holding black spears, with red ribbons fluttering like fire on the spears.

"This, this is..."

A Xuan's eyes widened.

Whoosh.

The army that seemed to have been chasing this beast all the way raised its banners.

[Qin]

The second one is the commander's flag.

[Shi]!

In an instant, the momentum of the military formation, which was comparable to [Transformation], burst out and climbed crazily. The Divine Continent is vast, and through the ages, there has never been only one famous general with the qualifications of a legendary legion of the Divine Era. With a loud bang, the sea seemed to sink together, and those soldiers in ink armor roared together:

"Wind!"

"Great Wind!"

The baleful aura suddenly became heroic.