Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 368: Undecided, the Spirits Hold a Meeting

The next morning, the shadows on the edge of the desert had not yet completely disappeared, but the sky was already brightened by the rising sun.

Yan Huan arrived early at a deserted area on the edge of Ruo County.

A wide aisle was cleared out of the bare field, with a small Bombardier Global series private jet parked next to it.

The pilot was sleeping soundly, lying on a comfortable seat in the middle of the fuselage, covered with a fluffy blanket.

"I still don't believe it. Why are you so nice to me?" Urashima Saburo hesitated, holding the wordless book in his hands.

No matter how much he was persuaded, he was unwilling to step on the stairs of the cabin door.

If someone is being nice to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief, and this gift is really too expensive.

"I...I won't go up!" he said stubbornly again, supporting his necrotic right leg with a crutch.

"At this point, there is no way back." A dazzling flame appeared in Yan Huan's palm. "Take off on a plane, or I'll put you up like a firework. You choose one."

Gulu...
Urashima Saburo swallowed several times, feeling nervous.

I feel more and more like I am walking towards the gates of hell.

And this plane...

The scene of raging flames and billowing black smoke after the plane crash is still vivid in my mind.

"I... I'm afraid... Can I leave the country by train? I haven't applied for an exit permit for the plane yet..."

Yan Huan was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he picked up the lame man and walked towards the cabin door.

Urashima Saburo wanted to cry but had no tears. He just hoped that the pilot inside would notice the abnormality as soon as possible. However, with the sound of the hatch door opening and closing, his mouth was filled with a bunch of grass and he could no longer make any sound. Finally, his heart was filled with despair.

"Get up, let's go." Yan Huan used the few English words he had learned to wake up the foreigner sitting on the chair.

Yan Huan used Sui Sui's ability to change her appearance in advance, and the driver saw a greedy face when he opened his eyes.

"Lord Greed, you're back! Where are the other two?"

"died."

"Oh, oh, may God bless their souls, Amen." The driver made the sign of the cross on his chest and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

For people in their line of work, risking their lives is common, so losing a few people is normal.

After getting some water to clear his head, the driver slowly sat in the driving seat.

Urashima Saburo looked around in fear, and when he saw the guy that Yan Huan turned into sitting next to him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It doesn't look like a matter of life or death. You don't want to die with me, do you?"

“Hehehehe…”

Yan Huan closed her eyes.

Swish!
The plane rushed up along the wide runway. After a while of hanging in the air, there was a brief period of weightlessness. The fuselage rushed into the sky and headed towards the western sky.

Old Meng, who was guarding the ruins of Loulan, was enjoying the cool under a big tree. In his palm was a small black meat ball covered with slippery mucus.

Communication was difficult in the no-man's land, so he and Yan Huan used this small piece of meat to communicate.

"What a magical creature, I've never seen one before..." Lao Meng poked the lump of flesh carefully, and suddenly, a mouth full of sharp teeth opened up on the purple surface.

Old Meng was startled, and then he heard the long mouth say, "The route is almost correct. When the plane is about to leave the no-man's land, Uncle Meng will let us know."

If nothing happens by then, there is no need for the plane to leave the country, and Yan Huan will shoot it down personally.

"Okay... okay!" Lao Meng responded and stared at the eastern sky.

The morning glow is brilliant, dyeing the entire sky. The red and orange glow spreads between the clouds, outlining a soft golden edge.

In the distance, a small plane cut through the silent sky, approaching with a slight roar. The fuselage had a slight metallic luster against the backdrop of the sunset glow, like a silver swallow flapping its wings flying among the colorful clouds.

"Here they come!" Lao Meng said to the meat ball, "Judging from the distance, they will pass above this place in three or four minutes."

Yan Huan, who had closed his eyes to rest, slowly opened them and calculated the time.

Is it the fire bird Bifang mentioned by Hunqiuer, or the ancient mythical beast Phoenix mentioned by Uncle Meng, or the eight deceitful gods asked by Neijing, let me see it for myself...
Swish!
The plane flew over Lao Meng's head. Yan Huan held his breath. Urashima Saburo beside him was even more frightened, and his heart beat like a drum.

Time passed, one second passed, two seconds, three seconds...
Seeing that the plane was about to rush out of the edge of the no-man's land, Lao Meng shook his head with regret.

"Pity···"

Just as he was about to speak, a loud cry shook the sky and a deep red shadow descended from the sky with great power.

A phoenix-like bird stood in front of the plane, its huge wings spread out like a wave of burning flames, instantly lighting up the entire sky.

The western sky was originally a dark night that had not yet been lit up, but now, under the reflection of the red flames of the spirit bird, it was as brilliant and colorful as the east, with red and gold interweaving to bloom with indescribable magnificence.

The spirit bird stood suspended in the air, its eyes like burning golden lamps, locking onto the plane. It was surrounded by blazing flames, heat waves rolled in towards it, distorting the air into a dreamlike state.

In the cockpit, the pilot's pupils suddenly contracted.

Red flames filled the field of vision, and the air was distorted as if it was going to crush the body.

The feeling of oppression was like a mountain lying on his chest, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"Lord Greed!"

He looked behind him and saw only Urashima Saburo, who looked as pale as death, sitting on the seat. Tears were streaming down his hideous face, but he could not make a sound.

"Damn it! What the hell is going to crash into us!" The driver cursed and gripped the joystick tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force and cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

"Change lanes! Change lanes quickly!" He growled and pulled the control stick desperately, trying to change the direction of the plane.

However, the spirit bird flapped its wings, and flames gushed out like a tide, instantly covering the surroundings. He had no time to react and could only watch as the flames devoured everything.

“A…Amen…”

The plane was hit by flames like a dead leaf. The fuselage trembled violently in the air, followed by a sharp roar. Red flames bloomed in the sky, the wings broke, and the wreckage fell to the earth like a meteor.

A scream was drowned out by the flames, and the sky fell silent again, leaving only scattered embers falling in the morning light.

The bird spirit in the sky disappeared, Yan Huan flapped his wings and flew high, his brows furrowed, and he was silent for a long time.

"Master Yan! Are you okay? Did you manage to get out?"

Lao Meng shouted anxiously, and after a while, the black meat ball slowly spoke.

"I'm fine, Uncle Meng."

"I just need to digest what I just saw. I'm going to hang up now."

Lao Meng started to panic: "Don't hang up! I still have something to say... Wait a minute, something's wrong!"

The little ball of flesh in the palm of my hand curled up as if it had fallen asleep.

Yan Huan was in a hurry and used the Flowing Light Golden Escape to travel several times and returned to the Nanhua Zhuangzi Temple.

He didn't even have time to say hello to his two younger disciples before he landed on Zhuangzi's tomb.

I fell asleep with my legs crossed, and everything I saw on the plane came back to my mind.

It was indeed the Fire Bird Bifang, and even the power of the flame used and the light of the Five Elements came from the origin. Even the appearance of the Fire Bird was exactly the same as the light of the Fire Spirit two thousand years ago. When the plane crashed, Yan Huan heard a familiar voice in his ears: The law is not easily passed on.

"Real person!"

"Junior wants to see you for something!"

Yan Huan seemed to be asleep and awake, but it was easy for the immortal to see me, but it was difficult for me to find the immortal's trace.

I called him thousands of times in my dreams, but he never came riding on the mist or on a fish.

He sighed deeply, opened his eyes, and the five elements in his body circulated, transforming into bright light that fell all around him, and the essence of the five elements appeared.

The spiritual flags were fluttering, and the big-headed ghosts, fox ghosts, thief ghosts, and monster ghosts... one by one turned into negative energy and floated out.

Sima Yi, with half of his fair shoulder exposed, lay weakly on his side in front of the belly of the big tiger Lu Shanjun.

Even the younger generations from the Hu and Huang families came out and waited in an orderly manner.

The carefree Sima Yi sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere and sat up straighter.

"It's been a while since I've seen you make such a big scene, Shui Jing."

"What's going on? Are you going to kill Kong Ming? I've always said that people with squinty eyes are no good."

"Oh oh oh!" Sima Yi clapped his hands repeatedly, as if he had realized something.

"I know, I know!"

"It must be Zhuge Cunfu who has done something against the will of heaven again. He wants to be reborn in the body of a junior. Those two guys exchanged souls, and maybe even the heavens could be fooled. This fellow's conspiracy is really vicious, and he deserves a good beating."

Sima Yi nodded thoughtfully.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Huan glanced to the side, "It's been more than a thousand years, please calm down."

"Hehehe, fighting with Kong Ming is so much fun."

"Huh..." Yan Huan let out a long sigh and brought the topic back on track. "Don't think too much. I just encountered a strange thing and couldn't figure it out, so I want to work together and exchange ideas with you."

Sima Yi glanced at the five elements behind Yan Huan and roughly guessed what was going on.

A question that even the Essence of the Five Elements, which has existed for thousands of years, cannot answer can only be related to the Essence of the Five Elements itself.

"Then tell me. I am very wise and I think the problem will be solved as soon as you open your mouth."

Yan Huan asked, "Is there a second Five Elements Spirit with the same attributes in the world?"

Sima Yi was stunned. "Hey, hey, hey, do you know what you are talking about? There is only one representative of the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth in this world. Only when the Five Elements violate the principles of the operation of Heaven and Earth will they be cleared out and new Five Elements will be born."

"Didn't you experience it last time?" Sima Yi pointed at the fire spirit Youguang who was covered in flames.

It was You Guang's desire to devour the faith of the Fire God in the Fire Temple that created Yan Huan in the state of "Heaven's Will". If the fire spirit is really polluted by incense, then in the end he, the spirit of the five elements, will completely disappear.

"I know, so that's what I think. But the power used by the firebird that just stopped the plane came from the origin of the five elements."

Yan Huan gestured to the Fire Spirit behind him.

You Guang nodded: "And that guy looks a lot like me two thousand three hundred years ago."

"Hmm... the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the extraordinary person who had ascended to heaven, the great master Zhuang Zhou..." Sima Yi pondered for a moment. According to the records, this saint indeed possessed the essence of the five elements.

However, Sima Yi's "natural" destiny of being a great wizard was copied from somewhere else, and he only had a vague understanding of some of the secrets of wizards, so he couldn't say that he knew them too well.

"I got slapped in the face just after I opened my mouth..." Sima Yi pouted unhappily, his cheeks puffed up.

Big Tiger Lu Shanjun raised his head and said, "Could it be that it is just a projection of power, and the guy himself does not exist?"

"Although the priority of ownership of that power is still higher than mine, it is very real." As soon as You Guang opened his mouth, he immediately shut down Lu Shanjun's divergent thoughts.

Um--

A thick layer of melancholy lingered above the tomb, and even the mountain breeze died down.

Little Bai Ling looked up at this one, then turned his head to look at that one, not knowing what to say. So he simply relied on the habits he had acquired from the Northeast and put his little paws together and did a "farmer's hug".

After all, she is just a little fox and doesn't understand anything.

The spirits pondered for a long time. Wu Yong, who was holding the big head, felt a little tired and said blankly: "Could it be that you are fake? You are not the spirits of the five elements at all. This identity is just your self-identification."

"Eh?"

The words were shocking, and Jin Jing Qingming, who usually kept a calm expression, showed a rare look of worry.

The blue bird flew up, stepped on the big-headed ghost's head with its claws, and began pecking at it with its hard beak.

"Who are you calling a fake in your big head?"

"Ouch, it hurts!" The big-headed ghost came to Yan Huan holding his big head, "My good friend, please take care of him! I'm just telling the truth. There's no reason for a ghost who tells the truth to be beaten..."

"Think about it. Everything has a sequence. You all believe that the Five Elements have existed for a long time, so why can't you be the generation that appeared later?"

"But what appeared later is definitely more 'fake' than what existed at the beginning!"

Geek!

Yan Huan's heart suddenly jumped, and when he looked up, Sima Yi and the earth spirit Yan Yang also looked at him.

They exchanged glances with each other, and it seemed as if they understood each other tacitly.

"It seems that we can indeed think in this direction..." the sheep whispered.

Bifang looked at the Earth Spirit coldly and said, "Old Sheep! Do you think so too? This is denying your own existence!"

Yan Huan shook his head and said, "That's not the case. This matter has to start from the ascension of Grandmaster Zhuang Zhou. Tell me, who made the rule that one must abandon everything when ascending to heaven?"

"No!" Sima Yi responded, "Never!"

"There is another saying: if one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit."

Bifang raised his head and asked: "Who are you scolding?"

"For example, for example..."

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

"Next time you sing the male part."

"Eh?" Sima Yi frowned, his expression more bitter than if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

After the two of them got into this mess, You Guang, who had been standing silently by the side, seemed to have figured it out.

"You mean, we were not abandoned at all, but ascended with Zhuang Zixiu, so the new Five Elements Essence was born and inherited the previous memories."

"The fire spirit just now was protecting the Dharma for Master Nanhua."

Yan Huan did not answer and looked at the misty clouds.

Everything now is just speculation, but if the truth is this, then the knot that has been bothering me for a long time will be completely untied.

My body and mind suddenly feel so relaxed...
(End of this chapter)