Chapter 120 The Future

　　Chaoge City——

　　The core of the Qimen Grand Formation.

　　The white-haired Daoist retracted his palm. Countless causes and effects intertwined and changed, emitting golden streamers, almost completely enveloping his Mountain God body, leaving layers of aftereffects on it. Then, as the causes and effects completely converged, these traces gradually disappeared, faded away, and eventually ceased to exist.

　　He swept his sleeves.

　　The action of the jade coffin dispersing and the Mountain God body appearing was reversed and restored.

　　It was resealed within.

　　Da Yi was healing and recuperating the young Martial Marquis.

　　Of course, to call it an injury was just a few small bumps on his forehead.

　　Wei Yuan only felt a headache: "...Yi, you're too indulgent with A-Liang."

　　The shy number one archer of the human race smiled and said, "Mr. Martial Marquis is incredibly resourceful, his brain is still very important. Yuan, you can't knock his head either. Your hands are so strong, what if you break it?"

　　The young Martial Marquis glanced at Wei Yuan with a gentle and proud expression.

　　Da Yi added, "Like in our era."

　　"We would always spank."

　　"The flesh there is thick, and there are many blood vessels, so it hurts more. Hitting it can also vent anger."

　　"And it's not easy to break."

　　A-Liang's expression slowly solidified, and he said, "Liang thinks hitting the head is better, a slap is also fine."

　　"But that, it's unrefined, unrefined."

　　It was rare for Wei Yuan to see the young man like this, and he laughed several times, reaching out and tapping his forehead a few times.

　　Then he nodded to Da Yi and smiled, "I'll leave my unworthy child in your care, Da Yi."

　　Da Yi——

　　One of the strongest hexagonal warriors of the human race.

　　Whether it was ranged or melee, he was a heroic figure at the peak level of history.

　　Martial Marquis's external brain protection measure.jpg

　　Which is to say——

　　Wei Yuan's external brain's external protection measure.jpg

　　Wei Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart.

　　Layers, everything can be layered.

　　Zhuge Wuhou raised his eyebrows, disappearing from that awkward demeanor, returning to his usual cold and tranquil self, and smiled gently, "So, A-Yuan, what are you going to do?"

　　The Daoist stepped forward, his sleeves like flowing clouds in the sky, white hair and jade hairpin, smoothly cascading down.

　　His tone was calm.

　　"Naturally it is..."

　　His voice seemed to be suppressed by strands of sword cries, yet it also seemed to blend with these strands of sword cries.

　　The sky was a brilliant and dazzling azure, tearing through the firmament, yet carrying a gentle breeze, accompanied by a clear, jade-like chime, the long sword fell, and the Daoist swept his sleeves, the Cangqing-colored Qingping Sword flew into his sleeves, accompanied by flowing wind and returning snow. The white-haired, green-robed Daoist was no longer in sight.

　　Only some faint voice remained.

　　"Take back the future."

　　"The future, huh..."

　　The young Martial Marquis narrowed his eyes, looking at the direction where Wei Yuan disappeared, and suddenly said, "Let's go, Senior Da Yi, let's go back and continue doing our things..." He stretched lazily, reached out and pressed his shoulder, and walked towards the interior of the Qimen Dunjia Formation. Da Yi looked at the direction where the Daoist disappeared, puzzled and bewildered, "The future?"

　　Wuhou smiled and said, "In short, someone plotted against A-Yuan and us, and he has gone to solve it."

　　"Are you confident in leaving it to him?"

　　"Haha, if it's A-Yuan, I naturally believe in him."

　　"But, Da Yi, how do you think he will take back the future?"

　　Da Yi's expression was solemn, "Although I don't quite understand. But——"

　　"The future is naturally vested upon the sword and courage."

　　The young Martial Marquis automatically translated in his mind.

　　Brute force?

　　His expression was strange, and then he burst out laughing, "Indeed, that's what he and you would do."

　　……………………

　　Wei Yuan instantly swept to Mount Buzhou, in the Jade Void Palace.

　　Then he swept his sleeves and directly sat cross-legged in the quiet room where he once discussed the Dao with Houtu and Huntian.

　　He didn't disturb Jia Yi, who was happily trimming the lawn outside.

　　He wanted to concentrate on sensing the anchor point.

　　As a Dao Fruit realm, past, present, and future, he [exists simultaneously] to some extent.

　　The past self is not the Dao Fruit realm.

　　However, the Dao Fruit self can appear on history at any time along the anchor point.

　　Therefore, it can be said that the past, present, and future are omnipresent and ubiquitous.

　　And with the characteristics of the three Great Daos of Cause and Effect, Heavenly Secrets, and Fate.

　　With a thought, the myriad worlds of the River of Time are where I am, but I do not fixedly exist in one place.

　　No matter where or when, as long as my name is recited, I can be known.

　　Extremely mysterious.

　　Of course, under normal circumstances, Wei Yuan would definitely be able to sense the future anchor point based on the Mountain God's body.

　　If he couldn't sense it or if something went wrong, he would directly take his sword to find Kaiming.

　　And have some friendly exchanges.

　　Then make a second threat——

　t If you don't help, I'll directly tell Lu Wu's main body what you're doing.

　　You can weigh the consequences yourself.

　　This deity, you wouldn't want Lu Wu's main body to know that you've been tampering with Lu Wu's divided soul, would you?

　　No, why does this sentence sound so much like Lu Wu's divided soul's taste?

　　This fellow Daoist from Kunlun, please restrain yourself.

　　Wei Yuan joked to himself in his heart, and then slightly closed his eyes, his mind focused, and wisps of golden light escaped and flowed out of his soul. Cause and effect intertwined around him, and the surrounding space became more and more empty and profound, giving people a mysterious feeling. Countless causes and effects gathered in it, pointing to different times, but almost all of them came from the past.

　　There was Wei Yuan who supported the sky.

　　There was him who intercepted the Overlord of the Ruins.

　　There was also Yuan, the craftsman of the Tu Shan clan in the first life.

　　There was the Black Ice Terrace warrior during the Great Qin Dynasty.

　　The invincible Sword Saint of the Human World during the Tang Dynasty.

　　The various pasts were all the causes he had experienced, and countless causes constructed the fruit, gathered in this body, all of which were me.

　　In contrast, the timeline of the future was quite empty.

　　Only the most basic anchor points barely maintained the existence of his position. Of course, a considerable part of these future anchor points should be attributed to the Lord of Cause and Effect of the turbid world, who provided considerable support for the severely unbalanced Wei Guan, although it was not enough to immediately sublimate the future anchor points, but at least gave a start.

　　And at this moment, when Wei Yuan was concentrating on sensing.

　　The future——

　　A new anchor point appeared for sure.

　　……………………

　　A region of chaos——

　　Or rather, this should be Mount Kunlun!

　　The cold wind was piercing all around. This Mount Kunlun was far taller than the normal timeline, as if it had already probed into the level of the outer heavens. All that could be seen around were the tattered clouds surrounding the main mountain body of Mount Kunlun, spreading down in layers, making it even more vast and magnificent.

　　And above the sky.

　　There was even shattered Yellow Sky cloud energy!

　　On the stone pillars pointing against the sky, there were traces of lightning, and black Yellow Turbans that had long since turned into coke.

　　Dilapidated!

　　Desolate!

　　Yet there was also a sense of great annihilation and great destruction.

　　In the depths of Mount Kunlun, inside a quiet room made purely of frost, a swordsman with black hair falling naturally, wearing black gorgeous clothes, with a tight suit inside, sat calmly on a futon. On the sword rack in front of him, there was a particularly beautiful sword. Yes, beautiful. The sword body of this sword was no different from ordinary swords.

　　However, the sword body of this sword was crystal clear, as if made of the purest cold jade.

　　Revealing an eternal and unchanging, sharp and coldness.

　　It was——Divine Weapon · Kunlun!

　　And taking a closer look, the swordsman's eyes were closed, and there were dark patterns on the hem of his clothes, which were extremely exquisite in workmanship, and his expression and temperament were extremely indifferent. Beside him, there were two others. One was a tall man wearing armor, holding a long spear, with an unstoppable sharpness.

　　The other was a charming and voluptuous beauty.

　　Both exuded a deep and obscure power.

　　The two were standing in front of the closed-eyed swordsman, looking at him. The woman said playfully, "...Is this the Primal Heavenly Lord, who is known as the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world, and whose cause and effect will last forever? But looking at him now, I can't see that he has such power."

　　"He looks ordinary."

　　The man holding the spear slowly said, "That's because this is just a remnant body after all."

　　The woman didn't care and said, "Then what about the real him?"

　　The man holding the spear said lightly, "...This matter is of great importance, and it is not something you and I can know."

　　The woman smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, I won't ask, isn't it right if I don't ask? Haha, but well, although it's just a body, it was once a top powerhouse after all. Aiya, it is said that he also has a pure Yang body of several thousand years..."

　　"I really want to eat him in one bite."

　　She licked her red lips, and in her eyes, the streamers overflowed.

　　The man couldn't help but frown: "What do you mean?"

　　The woman giggled and said, "Guess?"

　　"Forget it, forget it, it's still a bit embarrassing to eat him here, in broad daylight."

　　"I'll eat him when you're not around."

　　"He can't run away."

　　"But this, this is the sword that the Queen Mother of the West once hoped to forge? It's a pity, it still belongs to us in the end..." Her gaze moved away from the black-haired swordsman and landed on the extremely beautiful divine weapon. Then, she casually reached out to touch the crystal-clear Kunlun Sword, which seemed to be made of cold jade, but before the smile could fall, it turned into a painful cry.

　　On the Kunlun Sword, the sharp edge flowed and changed.

　　Almost instantly, it surged to a terrifying degree.

　　The charming woman covered her palm and staggered back, her face extremely ugly, staring fixedly at the divine sword in front of her. The man holding the spear frowned: "Divine weapons are psychic, especially divine swords. The Kunlun Sword is made from the unique characteristics of the Kunlun realms. It is extremely sharp. There may be more than one person in these Eight Desolations who are qualified to hold this sword."

　　"But it's definitely not something you and I can do."

　　The supple woman's face was covered with a layer of haze, and she looked coldly at the black-haired swordsman in front of her: "Good, good, good!"

　　"I won't touch it!"

　　"Is it okay if I don't touch it?"

　　Then she raised her hand, and actually made a gesture to slap the face of the black-haired swordsman in front of her who had his eyes closed.

　　The man frowned and stepped forward.

　　The spear in his hand directly intercepted and said, "What are you doing?!"

　　"Even though he is just a puppet tool, he is still a valuable property!"

　　"How can you be like this?!"

　　The woman coldly retracted her hand and said, "That's a nice way to put it, but he's just a tool."

　　"His skills are all given by us. He is just a puppet controlled by us. Do you have to be careful with puppets?"

　　The man holding the spear said indifferently: "There is a mission."

　　"Mission?"

　　"Yes."

　　"What mission?"

　　The man holding the spear lowered his eyes and stared at the black-haired swordsman in front of him, and said: "Kunlun's Western Emperor borrowed the omnipresent and omnipotent mysteries of the Void and the myriad worlds to successfully advance into the Dao Fruit realm, but because of giving birth and raising children, her vitality has greatly declined and has not recovered. Now is the best opportunity to get rid of her..."

　　"Otherwise, when she recovers."

　　"This Divine Weapon [Kunlun] will turn into a spear and take the initiative to surrender."

　　"Although the Primal Heavenly Lord has been removed, a second-generation Western Emperor with the same foundation as the original Western Emperor has been introduced."

　　"Impossible."

　　The woman gradually calmed down and said in surprise when she heard this: "Oh? The Western Emperor... is so powerful?"

　　The man said indifferently: "I don't know, perhaps it is because the Primal Heavenly Lord has lost contact, which has led to the Western Emperor's state of mind being as firm as frost, and her determination to achieve enlightenment is also stronger than in the past. This may also be the reason why she abandoned the [Earth, Water, Wind and Fire, all belong to me] Great Dao, and turned to the inferior enlightenment method of the myriad worlds, advancing to the Dao Fruit."

　　The woman raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Reason?"

　　The man holding the spear said lightly: "Perhaps it's because she always doesn't believe that the Primal Heavenly Lord has fallen."

　　"So she wants to look for him in the myriad worlds."

　　The man holding the spear sneered: "Ridiculous and foolish."

　　"A way to seek death."

　　The woman said: "Then what is the goal this time?"

　　The man replied decisively: "Use the Primal Heavenly Lord to lure and kill the Western Emperor!"

　　"Let her die in his hands!"

　　"She should have no regrets then."

　　ps: Second update today...