Chapter 160 Reunion

The golden spear did not represent the highest level of condensed power; that incredibly pure energy was now rapidly piercing towards Wei Yuan's brow. The power was condensed to the extreme, more real than any tangible substance. Wei Yuan saw that the spear's design was extremely ancient and simple.

It was covered in ancient and mysterious纹路, emitting a holy, majestic, yet murderous flowing light.

Exquisitely mysterious, it was almost like a work of art. A work of art carrying extreme baleful aura.

If this spear had pierced Jesus back then, there probably wouldn't have been the stories that followed. Facing this spear, Wei Yuan was inexplicably filled with a sense of melancholy, especially when he thought of the future he had visited, the young Wei Yuanjun who had held his hand. That sense of melancholy pierced his heart even more.

It was like a sweet little padded jacket suddenly turning into black-hearted cotton, or a soft hedgehog armor worn inside out.

Heart-stabbing cold, heart flying high.

He couldn't help but wonder if this girl would bring back a shamate in the future.

"Any method that can make Dad suffer will make me very happy" jpg. This rebellious phase came a little too early.

The Daoist was helpless. Although the mysterious divine weapon was imposing, it didn't actually have any killing intent. It was already close at hand, and the intense air currents made Wei Yuan's hair flutter backward. Then, he raised his hand, his palm long and powerful, and casually gripped it. He grasped the divine spear carrying the terrifying golden wind.

The hem of his Daoist robe swayed slightly backward, and then the majestic劲散散散散 dispersed.

With a whoosh, Jinmu Yuanjun at the Dao fruit level appeared before Wei Yuan.

Currently transformed into a thirteen or fourteen-year-old by Nuwa, but because she was a hybrid of human and god, she still looked like a jade doll. Her hair was tied up with a plain hairband, and she was wearing blue and white Daoist robes, with thin-soled boots over her Luo socks. If posted online, it would probably cause a chorus of wails of "You're trying to trick me into having a daughter again."

…

As well as some 'Father-in-law is above, sister tiē tiē' remarks that would incur the wrath of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Against the sunlight, looking at her invincible father, Wei Yuanjun's ink-black eyes seemed to ignite with two clusters of fire.

She drew back in mid-air and stepped directly on the tail of the divine weapon's spear.

Even without going all out, the physical strength of the Dao fruit level was still not to be underestimated. It could easily tear mountains and split seas. But when this spear went down, she saw that her father's eyebrows didn't even twitch. The weapon in her hand was personally forged by the fire god Zhurong and had been invincible for thousands of years in the Turbid World, piercing through countless demons.

It was no less than the Queen Mother of the West's Nine Dragons Devouring Heaven Spear.

Yet at this moment, it couldn't even cut through Wei Yuan's palm. The spear blade grazed his palm, leaving only a rough feeling and sparks shooting out. Other than that, not even a bit of skin was broken. Then, when Wei Yuan forcefully clenched the spear blade in his hand, that power, which suddenly exploded like a raging ocean, made an astonished expression appear on Wei Yuanjun's face.

In that instant, she almost hallucinated that the person in front of her was not Wei Yuan, but the image of Grandpa Buzhoushan practicing spear techniques with her when she was young. This terrifying and unparalleled power, and that almost suffocating sense of oppression, was achieved purely through strength. In Wei Yuanjun's memory, only Buzhoushan could do this!

Damn it… How, how did he do it?

……

Wei Yuanjun was directly flung away by that enormous force. Her black hair fluttered, and her eyes were large. There was still some baby fat on her face at the moment, but her temperament was extremely cold and sharp, like a queen sitting at the end of the Gengjin Dao, overlooking the myriad gods and demons below. The two different temperaments made the shock on her face even more obvious.

Just then, Wei Yuan suddenly felt the space around him solidify.

It was as if the entire space itself was箍起来by iron rings, so that everything in this space could no longer move. Then Wei Yuan's sleeves and hair rose upward, and an extremely powerful pressure descended from the sky. The huge force slammed onto the ground, and then rebounded, turning into an extremely terrifying pillar of气焰 triggered by pure power.

Wei Yuan was locked in this pillar of气焰.

Then, a huge monkey descended from the sky, holding an enormous iron棒.

That iron棒was so huge that if you really wanted to grind it into a needle, you probably had to do it on the highest peak on Earth.

And holding such a huge凶器, the expression on the monkey's face was arrogant and unbridled to the extreme. He laughed loudly and said:

"Hahahaha, Wei Yuan, your day has come! Today, I will kill you!!!"

"Go die!!!"

Then, with a terrifying speed that surpassed the speed of sound by who knows how much, he directly smashed Wei Yuan down with the stick, hitting the ground hard. After the huge震动 of the ground, layers of turbulent air waves surged and rolled in all directions. Wuzhiqi tightly grasped the stick with both hands to ensure that it could be smashed down fully and evenly.

He also pressed down hard on the stick.

He wore a狂笑on his face: "Hmph, hahaha."

"Hahahaha, your day has come, Wei Yuan!"

Wuzhiqi was laughing loudly without restraint, but before he could finish the last of his catchphrases learned from many reckless men, his mouth was directly stuffed by a force. And that wasn't the end of it. That force directly pushed Wuzhiqi away, rolling several times on the ground, dizzy. He raised his head and saw a Daoist in white appearing in front of him, making a full-strength punch, and then suddenly raising his head, glaring angrily.

Fuxi gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up! You stinky monkey!"

Wuzhiqi was annoyed: "What are you going crazy about again? Didn't we agree to join forces to deal with this guy?"

Fuxi said: "I'm very satisfied that you're scolding Wei Yuan, but I'm very unhappy if you involve A-Wa."

He paused, emphasizing in a thunderous voice: "Don't involve A-Wa!!!" Wuzhiqi covered his head and got up.

That 'mother' just now directly stimulated Fuxi's reflexes.

Wuzhiqi grinned. If anyone else dared to treat him like this, he would have already smashed them with a stick or slapped them in the face, but he couldn't do that to Fuxi. His weapons were all forged by Fuxi, and if it weren't for Fuxi this time, even if he didn't die, he would have to be seriously injured for hundreds of years, and instead be ridiculed by Wei Yuan.

So, facing Fuxi's attack, Wuzhiqi had to endure it.

Then, he took out a huge pottery罐子 filled with coarse salt and approached with a sneer: "Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, you never thought…" His voice stopped abruptly. He raised his stick. Beneath the golden cudgel, there was no Wei Yuan resisting the smashing with sword energy as expected. Just as Wuzhiqi and Wei Yuanjun were searching,

Fuxi over there tilted his head, clicking his tongue in annoyance and disappointment.

"Tsk!"

Then, Wuzhiqi and Jinmu Yuanjun reacted and suddenly turned their heads.

The wind blowing from afar made the hem of the Daoist robe flutter. At the mountain gate of Longhu Mountain, Wei Yuan, who should have been beaten into a狈狈by their joint attack and given a big comeuppance, was standing there, without the slightest hint of injury. Wuzhiqi resentfully smashed the pottery罐子 in his hand on the ground, and then let the weapon next to him emit a spiritual light, changing back to its original size.

Wei Yuanjun also retracted the divine weapon in her hand.

She expressed extreme regret for not being able to pierce her father's head.

But looking at the annoyed Wuzhiqi and Fuxi over there, for some reason, she slightly raised her fair chin, and a strange sense of pride emerged in her heart, just like when children were young, they always felt that their father was omnipotent, and when they saw that figure actually proved their hope, that pride would fill the children's not-so-large hearts.

But Wei Yuanjun was no longer a child. She thought.

She had already lived alone in the Turbid World for ten thousand years. In an era without people, without the sun and stars, a child who grew up in the modern world was like a solitary ascetic, bearing an important mission that could not be told to others, and enduring the long years in the most stupid way. Her heart should have been as hard as iron.

It must be the karma of Yuanshi Tianzun taking effect.

Wei Yuanjun seemed to have found a reason. She pulled out the weak things in her heart and cut them off neatly.

And Wei Yuan had already stepped onto this Daoist mountain range that he had visited countless times, then spread his arms and gave the thin old man in front of him a bear hug, looking him up and down, and then with a sincere expression, laughing loudly, said: "Old man, you've lost weight!"

One sentence, seven words!

Directly dispelled the old man's slight resentment towards this fox cub.

Making the old man smile and ask where he had lost weight? Where had he lost weight? Fuxi, who came up from behind, couldn't help but grind his teeth.

"It's really a wild fox in the deep mountains. Even this stinky brat is bewitching people like a fox spirit."

Wei Yuan glanced at the place where Wuzhiqi and Wei Yuanjun had ambushed him just now. The出手of two Dao fruit levels, even if it was more of a sparring性质, was still a蹂躏for Mother Earth. It was like raising a猛虎, and then when you fell asleep, this big cat weighing several hundred kilograms wanted to have a childhood game with you.

…Lift you up high!

And then, from the display case, he came with a big cat diving踩奶式 towards your small belly.

You would die.

Of course, even if these two were to mess around like this, Nuwa on Longhu Mountain would stop them. Grandpa Hu laughed loudly and waved his hand. The world that had just交手was torn off like a plastic sheet, and the shocking and terrifying traces that had been created instantly disappeared. And that plastic sheet was crumpled into a ball by Grandpa Hu, and then slapped into his palm with a "pa."

……

It disappeared in an instant.

Authority [Turning Illusion into Reality].

The world where they had just was just a fake spacetime, a playground for them to play a game. And Grandpa Hu looked at Wei Yuan, stroked his beard and asked suspiciously: "Although I don't think these two little guys can win against you, I thought you would directly杀出来的, like you used to."

He gestured, the iconic action of Wei Yuan bringing Nuwa out from Bei Di Xuan Ming with his sword.

"A scholar who has been away for three days must be looked at with new eyes." Wei Yuan smiled, and then said: "It's just karma."

"Karma."

Old Man Hu slowly chewed on these two words, as if tasting the infinite mysteries from these two words, and his expression became serious. He nodded and said, "As expected of Yuanshi Tianzun."

……

And just this reaction made Fuxi roll his eyes, and he was absolutely certain that Hu Di definitely didn't understand.

But the next second, Fuxi lost this composure and high人气度 of coldly watching the world.

Because the white-haired Xiao Nuwa ran out, and then saw Wei Yuan. The girl was slightly paler than Nuwa, and almost had no emotional fluctuations on her face, but she bloomed a smile that could almost be said to be the most beautiful in the world, and then spread her arms, stepped forward, and ran towards Wei Yuan.

Finally, she hugged Wei Yuan very affectionately.

Then she rubbed her face on Wei Yuan's arm. Her white hair was a little softer and shinier than before, gently falling down, making a hint of awkwardness appear on Wei Yuan's face, and then that helpless smile. He reached out and helped the white-haired Nuwa整理her hair.

And this action once again擊穿了 Fuxi.

Fuxi opened his mouth, feeling that his heart hurt so much, and all the strength in his body was sucked dry.

Pain, too painful!

The injuries he suffered when he was almost killed by the Turbid World Great尊in the Turbid World back then were not as serious as they were now!

Wuzhiqi walked past Fuxi, not knowing why.

And Wei Yuanjun撇了撇mouth, took a step back expressionlessly, staying away from her sick old uncle.

Nuwa was waiting for them inside. The white-haired Xiao Nuwa walked in front, holding Wei Yuan's arm. Fuxi had never seen such rich emotions on her face, or heard such happiness in her tone. Listening to Nuwa telling about her experiences during this time, Fuxi comforted himself, in fact, it's okay, it's okay.

Xiao Nuwa is telling Wei Yuan, this stinky brat, about the past. Now I'm walking behind Wei Yuan.

Rounding it up, that's Xiao Nuwa chatting with me.

Not at a loss, not at a loss, woo woo woo

……Not at a loss!

Then Fuxi, who was forcefully not at a loss, heard the white-haired A-Wa's voice softly saying: "However, my sister said that this time, besides meeting everyone for her birthday, she also wants to do something very important. She got the household register from the old man, but the householder is still empty."

She paused, and then, following her sister Nuwa's instructions, said:

"Now we're deciding whether or not to let you be the householder."

"Me be the householder? That's not appropriate…"

Wei Yuan smiled wryly.

And Fuxi's footsteps behind him suddenly froze. Huh??! A-Wa, household register?

Householder?!

How could it be Wei Yuan, this stinky brat? It must be me!!!

Fuxi's eyes suddenly burned with炽热 flames.