Chapter 1320 From Beginning to End

The starlight rose to its highest point, gradually fading away, while the morning light was faint, and the sunlight flowed down softly.

Qingqiu Country passed another night and ushered in daybreak.

Inside the main hall, however, the air was already filled with the smell of wine, as a group of people had drunk themselves into a stupor.

Even the always rational Qing Shan (blue-shirted) scholar, Destiny, had been forced to drink until he collapsed.

Over the course of the night, no one knew just how much fine wine had been consumed. He lay sprawled on the table, Yu the Great's arm draped around his neck, almost like a chokehold, while Xing Tian's big foot stomped on his waist, kicking out a charmingly twisted curve.

Last night, in the joy of victory, no one cared who this guy was.

Yu the Great patted his chest, guaranteeing that he was a good person.

Even if he had been a bad egg in the past, now he was a hundred percent good egg, so the Qing Shan scholar was dragged into drinking.

Soft morning light streamed in through the cracks in the window, hitting his face with warmth. In a hazy state, under the frenzied drinking of Yu the Great, Xiang Yu, and Xing Tian, Kua Fu, and Chi You, who had accompanied the First Emperor on his expedition, the Qing Shan scholar frowned, yawned, and slowly opened his eyes.

The fine wine of Kunlun Mountain, aged for thousands of years, could intoxicate even gods.

When he first woke up, he felt that his brain was sluggish, as if it had turned into a vast expanse of blank space, ceasing to think.

Dazed, dazed.

Just like an ordinary person spacing out, he glanced at a verdant tree standing tall in the distance, and suddenly froze. His eyes slowly widened, and after a long while, he suddenly jumped up like a carp, exclaiming:

The Qing Shan scholar, Destiny, widened his eyes.

He suddenly remembered that when he wanted to attack the Yuanshi Tianzun's heart, he had transformed into the appearance in his heart according to the guidance of fate. Among them was the Celestial Woman, but there was also a wisp of the Dragon Daughter, representing the possibility of fate, that there was some kind of possibility.

*Clatter!*

A hand rested on his head. Kai Ming poured a bottle of ultra-high concentration liquor into the Qing Shan scholar's mouth, then twisted it back, and the Qing Shan scholar gulped down all the wine. Then he collapsed directly, his legs twitching. Kai Ming A and Kai Ming B directly propped up the Qing Shan scholar with both hands, their steps faltering because they had drunk too much liquor, and shouted:

"No one run! Whoever runs, Yu the Great will personally create a big meal for them!"

The black-haired Daoist walked leisurely among the mountains of Tu Shan Qingqiu Country. Although it was not the season for mountain flowers to bloom, they presented a colorful and breathtaking beauty under the effect of magic, walking slowly, as if falling into a dream, illusory.

But as he walked, there was an obstruction ahead, an unexpected guest.

Amidst the green hills and clear waters, and endless flowers, the Heavenly Emperor, dressed in black, with faint dark golden patterns on his sleeves, noble and aloof, stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the sea of flowers. It was unknown whether he was looking at the beautiful scenery, or whether his gaze was lowered, watching the hall below filled with laughter and the smell of wine.

Wei Yuan paused slightly.

The Heavenly Emperor raised his eyes to look at him:

The black-haired Daoist said: “….”

Di Jun said calmly: “Are you here to say goodbye?”

Wei Yuan laughed and said: “Of course not. I just came to see if there’s anything I can do to help.”

The black-haired Daoist spoke casually.

Di Jun lowered his eyes slightly, noncommittal.

Wei Yuan said: “After all, you are going to face the Yuanshi Tianzun.”

Di Jun’s voice was calm: “What is it that you want to say?”

“The Tianzun is right. I am indeed here waiting for you.”

Wei Yuan’s expression froze slightly, then he frowned slightly: “Waiting for me?”

Di Jun nodded slightly: “I have something that I want to discuss with you.”

Wei Yuan followed Di Jun’s gaze and saw the scene of everyone drinking and having fun in the hall. In the high place of the hall, a man in white was yawning boredly, his vertical pupils always seeming unable to muster any strength, lazy, like a snake in hibernation, about to wake up but not yet awakened.

But such snakes are the most aggressive.

The Heavenly Emperor said calmly: “You have a way to find him, and I have a reason to do so.”

The black-haired Daoist nodded slightly.

Then he asked: “What do you want to do?”

The Heavenly Emperor glanced at Wei Yuan, his tone calm: “Beat him up.”

His tone was calm: “I want to beat up Fu Xi.”

Wei Yuan: “…”

The two of them, joining hands, would catch Fu Xi.

Beat him up!

Then interrogate him! Torture him! Beat him up!

Swing this guy’s tail, using the enormous strength enough to move mountains and fill seas, and swing it round and round.

Then slam it hard on the ground.

Slam it deep into the ground!

Just thinking about it made Wei Yuan’s hands itch. Just beating up Fu Xi was an irresistible temptation, not to mention that Wei Yuan still had many questions and doubts in his mind that had not been answered, and a terrifying guess that he himself was unwilling to face and think about carefully.

So he immediately agreed.

The Heavenly Emperor did not seem surprised by Wei Yuan’s agreement, but simply nodded slightly, then said indifferently: “Then let’s do it this way, after all, I also want to beat him up.”

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, said thank you, then turned around and strode away.

…

Tu Shan Qingqiu Country, located in this world that is in contact with the human world, the entire Tu Shan Country is shrouded in overlapping mountains. At this moment, flowers are in full bloom, and there are clouds and mists in the mountains, flowing and continuous, which is naturally beautiful. Zhu Jiuyin walked with Xian in this place far away from Qingqiu Country.

Zhu Jiuyin did not ask Xian why she did not directly step into the air and ride the wind to leave, why she did not directly tear through the void.

Just as he was walking on the very edge, he heard footsteps. Even ordinary martial arts masters could achieve the state of leaving no trace on the snow and landing silently, let alone the existences in Tu Shan at this moment. Zhu Jiuyin exhaled slightly, turned around, and saw a black-haired Daoist wearing a Daoist robe and carrying a sword box, coming step by step at the corner of the mountain road.

Zhu Jiuyin closed his eyes slightly, finally shook his head, and then walked forward, saying indifferently: “You go yourself.”

The Dragon Daughter, Xian, saw the Daoist walking step by step, his expression peaceful, his eyes deep and serene, black hair falling on his temples, his eyebrows clear, and his handsome features containing both the sharpness of a swordsman and the etherealness of a Daoist, just like the Daoist in her memory.

The blue-shirted Dragon Daughter, Xian, asked with a smile.

Wei Yuan looked at the woman in front of him and smiled: “Long time no see.”

After saying this, Wei Yuan felt a sense of peace, and his heart gradually lightened a lot.

He took off the box on his back and handed it to the blue-shirted Dragon Daughter in front of him, his voice gentle: “This is for you.”

The blue-shirted Dragon Daughter, Xian, looked as usual, smiling and said: “Thank you.”

She looked at the Daoist in front of her, smiled brightly: “This time, I won’t fail again.”

The Dragon Daughter, Xian, smiled, her eyes gentle and warm.

Then, she looked at Wei Yuan and said: “Although I know that you are very strong now, but… you must be careful.”

She did not wait for Wei Yuan to answer.

She opened the sword box and saw the sword inside, which was cast with the reincarnation Dao fruit. In fact, the reincarnation place in the South Sea was originally the credit of Wei Yuan and Zhu Rong, so Xian was unwilling to occupy the reincarnation Dao fruit. But now it seemed that the sword had been nurtured and polished enough to transform into a Dao fruit again, stabilizing her realm and allowing her to return to the Dao fruit level.

The blue-shirted Dragon Daughter, Xian, did not say anything more.

She stretched out her finger and stroked the sword in the sword box, and the sword rang melodiously.

The blue-shirted Dragon Daughter turned around, no longer saying goodbye, but leaving freely and calmly. She put down the sword box, picked up the reincarnation sword, and walked through the layers of flower trees of the Tu Shan clan, towards the entrance of this world. And at that place, her voice was clear, and she slowly chanted:

The black-haired Daoist stood in place, watching quietly, seeing the flower-filled buildings of Qingqiu Country, the mountain road turning upwards, the sea of flowers in thousands of poses, gradually covering the blue figure, the singing gradually fading away, and no longer visible.

PS: Second update today…