Chapter 1

Wei Yuan had no idea what was happening not too far away. The soldier spirit had successfully led the Buddha, who had entered the human realm for a journey, astray. What was supposed to be a mystical experience of the Buddha's spirit traveling through the universe, overlooking the past and future, took a sharp turn. It was like a tanker truck emitting black smoke as it hurtled toward the great harmony between Yin and Yang.

And, for some reason, Curator Wei would soon discover that his credit card was on the verge of being maxed out.

He was now focused on refining a rare treasure.

He abandoned the original refining method based on the remnants of destiny and instead used [Yan Huang concept], a material with the highest affinity for Nuwa, to refine it into a scroll. On it was painted a famous painting of China, *A Thousand Li of Rivers and Mountains*, painted by a famous Northern Song artist.

The picture was detailed and the misty waters vast.

Because of certain objective historical reasons.

And Zhao Guangyi, the donkey-cart war god of the Song Dynasty, putting on a high-潮performance.

Although it was *A Thousand Li of Rivers and Mountains*, most of it depicted the southern mountain ranges, with layers of undulating, extremely soft and beautiful mountains. Wei Yuan also added the magnificence of the northern mountains, carefully putting them down. Qilin looked at the scroll, which was more than ten meters long when unfolded, and sighed in admiration, "I didn't expect that you, Senior Brother Yuan, could actually paint."

"And your painting skills are so superb!"

"It's really, really..."

Qilin said "really" several times, and finally seemed to realize that he couldn't find any words in his vocabulary to describe his senior brother. So, he puffed out his chest, raised his right hand, gave a thumbs up, and shouted, "Senior Brother Yuan, niubi!!!"

Wei Yuan put the brush in his hand on the pen rack next to him, shook his head, and said, "It's just a simple skill. You can do it too."

This was not a lie. For cultivators of this level, even famous paintings like *A Thousand Li of Rivers and Mountains* or *Along the River During the Qingming Festival* could be easily reproduced with just a glance. With their powerful control over their bodies, they could even cut off the flowing wind with a sword in their palm. Controlling muscles, scanning the painting with their divine sense, and then repeating it was not a difficult task.

It wasn't a difficult thing.

But all he could do was repeat it.

However, this repetition alone was enough to make all painters gasp.

For example, Vodka-niang was already staring at the scroll painted by Wei Yuan for a long time, almost popping her eyes out. Then, with a look of melancholy and regret, she looked at Wei Yuan with a strange gaze, raised her thumb, and said with a fake smile that wasn't really a smile, "Curator Wei, you have a great talent."

"Do you want to come and draw manga with me?"

"How about we split the profits 73? You can make money!"

At that moment, Wei Yuan had to admit that he hesitated shamefully.

But he quickly and righteously refused.

Nonsense, Master Kong was still here.

If the old man knew, although food and sex were human nature, Master Kong also said that he had never seen anyone who loved virtue as much as he loved beauty. He might directly flex his muscles and angrily ask Wei Yuan, what is righteousness and what is propriety.

He immediately shook his head and ignored her.

Wei Yuan swept his sleeves, and the many pigments placed on the table all collapsed, turning into strands of pure sword energy, flowing in the void. That cold, sharp aura instantly filled the museum, and Vodka-niang couldn't help but shiver several times.

A hint of awe and emotion flashed in her eyes as she watched the sword energy gather like a torrent and fly into Wei Yuan's sleeves. Finally, his sleeves bulged slightly, as if he had burped after eating his fill, and digested all the majestic torrent of sword energy.

And the scroll in front of him also rippled with flowing golden light.

The great sun above was the concept of Yan Huang.

And the flowing rivers and undulating mountains were made of precious materials sponsored by the Heavenly Emperor. Wei Yuan himself could never gather such a variety of treasures. Only Dijun, who had suppressed the Pure World for who knew how many years, could take them out without batting an eye.

As for the aura filling it, it was all surging, majestic sword energy.

This scroll could be considered, when necessary, as the full force of the Yu Xu Primordial Heavenly Lord, ranked in the top three of killing techniques in the world today.

When encountering an enemy, one only needed to offer up this scroll, and the water waves inside would naturally surge out, turning into a torrent of sword energy. At the same time, it would stimulate the characteristic of cause and effect, and the Primordial Heavenly Lord would appear here at the same time as the cause and effect was established, so it could also be regarded as an [alarm device].

And if the enemy was directly covered by this *Rivers and Mountains State Diagram*.

It would stimulate another characteristic and directly summon Fuxi.

The enemy would play a thrilling and exciting escape room game with the amiable Fuxi in the space of the *Rivers and Mountains State Diagram*.

Everyone who had played said it was good.

Wei Yuan waited until the aura of this scroll gradually subsided, and the flowing light and sword energy slowly converged, making it look like an ordinary ancient painting. Only then did he put away the scroll, intending to give it to Nuwa as a gift. Of course, there was also a gift for Little Nuwa, a sword that Wei Yuan had refined himself, which contained a wisp of Wei Yuan's own sword energy.

Once unleashed, it would be equivalent to Wei Yuan's full-powered sword strike.

Wei Yuan put away the two gifts, and then prepared to make some snacks to send to Longhu Mountain together. At this moment, Master Kong was there, concentrating on studying modern mobile phones and technology. Wei Yuan called Qilin to help him, and Qilin naturally came happily, absolutely not unhappy about helping.

"I haven't eaten your cooking in thousands of years, Senior Brother Yuan."

"I'm going to eat my fill today!"

Wei Yuan looked helplessly at his junior brother in front of him, and the latter happily watched Wei Yuan take out one ingredient after another, his eyes lighting up. He helped while saying, "Speaking of which, Teacher seems to be very interested in that live streaming and videos."

"Live streaming? Videos?"

Wei Yuan was surprised. He didn't expect that Teacher would be so trendy? "Yes!"

Qilin sighed, "Because Teacher thinks that in the past, knowledge was too strictly blocked. First, there was the prejudice of aristocratic families, and people from ordinary backgrounds simply had no way to learn knowledge. Even if Teacher wanted to change this situation, he couldn't do too much with his own strength alone."

"The number of students taught is also limited."

"And now, there is such technology that can transmit a person's voice to thousands of miles away."

"At the same time, it allows many, many people to see and hear. Master Kong said that this way, he can transmit his knowledge on a larger scale. In this way, people who want to learn have a way to seek knowledge, and all kinds of knowledge can also be preserved in a more concrete way. It's really great."

"So he is researching these things."

"He plans to talk about some history, as well as Confucianism, the *Book of Changes*, and swordsmanship later."

"He said that Confucianism is covered with dust, and he must sweep all the dust away."

Master Kong personally lectured on the *Book of Changes*.

This was something that countless cultivators throughout the ages had dreamed of! Wei Yuan was shocked.

"However, maybe many people won't care!"

"It doesn't matter, Master Kong said that even if one out of a hundred people who notice him listens seriously, and one out of a thousand people who listen can gain some insight, then he thinks everything is worth it."

Qilin said softly, "In the past, when the states were at war and the world was turbulent, Master Kong was still able to travel the world. Now, with such convenient things, how could Master Kong feel annoyed or disappointed?"

"However, Master Kong asked me a question."

Qilin's movements paused.

"Now that the human race has such convenient tools, there must be all kinds of knowledge topics in the live streams!" Wei Yuan's expression slowly solidified.

Qilin stood next to him.

The two senior brothers were silent for a while.

"Don't tell Teacher first?"

"Or, or keep it a secret for now!"

The live streams are full of great experts explaining the Dharma and masters imparting knowledge?

Teacher, you still seem to have too high hopes for the people of today. There are quite a few female bodhisattvas.

The two of them had strange expressions and decided to keep it a secret first, so as not to shatter the teacher's illusion. However, once the teacher's Confucianism came out, he might clash with many of the so-called masters of Chinese culture. The two thought about it, and with the teacher's character, there was a certain probability that it would develop into an offline meeting in the end.

I'm carrying a battle axe, this is called virtue! And a brick, this is called propriety.

Most of the so-called Confucianists since the Song Dynasty were all sickly and weak. Meeting a tough guy like Master Kong.

Qilin suddenly thought of a question, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "No, will Master Kong sneak back to his hometown by himself."

"And then single-handedly take down the current Duke Yansheng family!" Wei Yuan glanced at Qilin and said, "Remove the word 'will not'."

He looked at the ingredients in front of him and said with a headache, "Given the various things that family has done since then, it's already very restrained that Master Kong didn't drive a bronze chariot directly into the Duke Yansheng's mansion and kill his way in and out seven times."

They both knew Master Kong's temper, which was as fierce as fire, with every strike being a critical hit.

For example, that sentence, "Is it not a gentleman to not be resentful when others do not know you?"

Want to guess why there is a warning not to be resentful when others do not know you?

Of course, it was Master Kong's advice to himself, don't get angry if others don't know you, it's also a gentleman! Don't be angry, don't be angry.

Qilin helped Wei Yuan make snacks, and then said, "By the way, Senior Brother Yuan, how do you plan to solve the Guixu matter?"

The Guixu Overlord matter naturally had to be resolved, and it had to be resolved as soon as possible. Wei Yuan said, "This matter naturally needs your help."

Qilin was overjoyed and patted his chest to guarantee, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Yuan, you say, what do you need my help with? I will definitely not say a word! You tell me to go east and I will never go west!"

"But for opponents at the level of the Guixu Overlord, you can completely kill him on the spot, Senior Brother!"

"Why not just charge straight through???"

Why are you even more reckless than me?

Wei Yuan glanced at Qilin and said, "Dao Fruit."

"Dao Fruit?"

Qilin was stunned, and then his eyes widened.

Wei Yuan simmered the soup and said slowly, "The Dao Fruit is ubiquitous in all the heavens and myriad realms. Even if it is only a lower-grade path, it is still absolutely powerful. Now, I am afraid that only the Lord of Guixu knows how to refine it. The war between the Clear and Turbid Worlds is not far away. The Lord of Guixu has a two-faced personality and is even worse than Lu Fengxian. He cannot be allowed to live, but the Dao Fruit cannot be given up."

Qilin said, "Dao Fruit! Is it for Sister-in-law?"

Wei Yuan shook his head, "No, Jue has her own path."

"Then what do you plan to do, Senior Brother?"

Wei Yuan's expression froze for a moment, and a cyan-clothed figure with thin shoulders and a cold expression, who had thrown the Samsara Dao Fruit into the abyss to forge a sword, inexplicably appeared in his mind. He even had an impulse to compensate her with this Dao Fruit, but he closed his eyes, and the ripples in his Dao Heart returned to calm. Only a complex self-deprecation remained in his heart.

Now, he really couldn't forget it.

He said:

"Dao Fruit is not that simple. Ordinary people cannot accommodate it at all. Only the top-tier powerhouses in the Clear World may be able to break through with this opportunity. Later, I will use the name of Yu Xu Primordial Beginning to use the Dao Fruit as a bet to offer rewards in the heavens and myriad realms and the Great Wilderness Mountains and Seas, and summon all the powerhouses in the Clear World to compete once."

Summon all the powerhouses of the Clear World in the heavens and myriad realms.

And then a great war.

Then select from them the powerhouses who can bear the Dao Fruit???

Qilin was stunned, already feeling a sense of magnificent waves from these few words.

He subconsciously thought about who could ultimately win and obtain the Dao Fruit? Golden Crow, Da Yi? Or Xing Tian, Chi You.

That one from Longhu Mountain?

Or Gengchen? Nuba?

Shi Yi?

Or the First Emperor, who was currently galloping through the Great Wilderness, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger? One name after another flashed through Qilin's mind.

Then he realized that his senior brother already had such strength and such prestige to summon the heroes of the world to fight? Slay the Lord of Guixu, use the Dao Fruit as a reward, and the heroes rise together, starting a great war under the gaze of the Primordial Heavenly Lord. Just thinking about that scene made Qilin feel magnificent in his heart, and words stuck in his throat, finally turning into a loud voice:

"Senior Brother Yuan, niubi!!!"

"Is this the Battle of the Gods?"

"So that's how it is??? Senior Brother Yuan, niubi! Niubi."

"You're awesome!!!"

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

He almost picked up the rolling pin in his hand and swung it over to slap Qilin in the face.

Fortunately, this guy wasn't the kind of concept where his words would become law, otherwise it would be terrible.

Wei Yuan shook his head and put this matter behind him, and said:

"So, in order to ensure the integrity of the Dao Fruit, and to prevent the Lord of Guixu from burning jade and stone together in the end and directly shattering the Dao Fruit, I need to borrow an identity from you."

"Identity?"

Qilin reacted and said, "Oh, oh! You want me to give you a Guixu Walker identity, right! A piece of cake!"

"No, it's not."

Wei Yuan shook his head, looked at the stunned Qilin, and revealed a smile, "Not at the level of Guixu Walker. I want your identity."

"One of the four great guardians of Guixu, Qilin."

"Or, can you bring Suzaku over?"

As for Suzaku, it cannot be confirmed whether it will be a traitor 25-仔.

Qilin hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"Suzaku! I can try."

As for whether it would fail, Qilin had never thought about it.

How could it be possible for the Primordial Heavenly Lord to suppress a Dao Fruit Realm that was not even considered a strong existence in the first echelon.

Immediately, another thought floated in his mind, causing the corner of Qilin's mouth to twitch.

He even felt a rare trace of pity for the Lord of Guixu.

However, Pixiu is his sister-in-law, so if Suzaku is also replaced.