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Tan Wenjie, holding Xing Tian's arm, noticed the long-haired man blocking his way and asked in confusion, "Is something wrong?"

"Well, you..."

"I have solved the game."

“I know, but you…”

"Want me to tell a story?"

"May I?"

Tan Wenjie sighed and nodded: "Okay."

"Have you ever heard of the conflict between Zhurong and Gonggong in the heavens 140,000 years ago, which led to Gonggong angrily striking the pillar of heaven?" The long-haired man cleared his throat. "I am Gonggong."

The long period of loneliness gave Gonggong a strong desire to confide in others.

Tan Wenjie remained silent, simply looking at the other person.

Before Gonggong could hear any exclamations, he continued, "My mistakes were too grave, and the Heavenly Emperor has punished me by making me stay at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain."

Tan Wenjie remained silent.

Suddenly feeling a bit bored, Gonggong quickened his pace and said, "Just 120,000 years ago, Xing Tian, ​​wielding the Xuan Tian Giant Axe, wanted to replace the Heavenly Emperor, but the Heavenly Emperor chopped off his head. Although Xing Tian was headless, his body still refused to fall. Later, Ma Yi told Xing Tian that even without a head, he could still take revenge, and Xing Tian finally fell. After that, Xing Tian once again seized the opportunity to storm the Heavenly Court, killed the Heavenly Emperor, and fought a great battle with the gods... But Xing Tian did not expect that all of this was Ma Yi's scheme. After that, Xing Tian was trapped under Buzhou Mountain and I guarded him."

Tan Wenjie didn't speak, but his eyes were a little unfocused. He was getting sleepy and wanted to yawn, but he felt embarrassed to do so, so he flared his nostrils.

"Ma Yi and Qing Yi are brothers. Qing Yi happens to have a good relationship with the Jade Emperor. Ma Yi failed to become the new Heavenly Emperor, so he wanted to obtain Xing Tian's Xuan Tian Giant Axe and return to the Heavenly Court to reclaim the position of Heavenly Emperor. However, he was trapped here by Qing Yi and the Jade Emperor's scheme. The two sides fought one battle after another, and finally decided to play a game of chess to determine the winner, which eventually led to this chess game..."

When the game of chess was mentioned, Gonggong's lips twitched involuntarily.

The groundwork laid over hundreds of thousands of years suddenly seemed dispensable at this moment.

Now that Gonggong had finished speaking, Tan Wenjie continued moving the corpses. In this world, Xingtian was a loser in the struggle for the position of Heaven and Earth, nothing more.

Gonggong: "You..."

"how?"

"The Xuan Tian Giant Axe cannot leave Buzhou Mountain, nor can Xing Tian leave Buzhou Mountain, otherwise the Three Realms will be in chaos."

"I won this in a game of chess."

It's easy to get him to accept benefits, but difficult to get him to give them back.

"Then let's leave Xing Tian's body behind; his body must not be defiled."

Gonggong would never have said such things to anyone else, but when facing Tan Wenjie, whom he had only met once, he had a strong feeling that if Xing Tian's body was really taken away, something bad was bound to happen.

It's just a corpse of a deity. Although Tan Wenjie started out as a disciple of Maoshan, he doesn't necessarily have to control corpses.

Tan Wenjie frowned and asked, "You've been at the foot of Buzhou Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years, do you know what's going on outside?"

"Of course I know. I know everything about the Investiture of the Gods, the Havoc in Heaven, and the Journey to the West." Gonggong nodded.

"Then why have you been staying at the foot of Buzhou Mountain?" Tan Wenjie retorted. "You stand idly by, yet you keep saying you're doing this to protect the Three Realms. Do you know that demons and monsters are causing chaos in the world, and all the gods and Buddhas have become prisoners?"

He can also stand on moral high ground and point fingers.

After a moment of silence, Gonggong nodded: "I know."

"Good to know." Tan Wenjie continued moving the bodies.

"Wait, what exactly do you want to do?" Gonggong asked.

"To save the three realms."

"Ok?"

"To eliminate demons and protect the righteous path."

"Ok?"

Helpless, Tan Wenjie had to put it more clearly: "Preventing bloodshed cannot be achieved by just talking."

Gonggong finally understood what Tan Wenjie meant and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "In ancient times, I was known as the Water God. I had a technique that allowed you to control the flow of water. However, now that the Three Realms have conferred gods, my authority is no match for the Water God appointed by the Heavenly Court."

A streak of light flew towards Tan Wenjie, who caught it with his hand.

[You have sensed the water god cultivation method bestowed by Gonggong. Your water magic aptitude is 24, meeting the requirements. Do you wish to learn it?]

As Tan Wenjie chose to accept, a vast amount of knowledge flooded into his mind.

Your understanding of water manipulation has deepened.

Gonggong Cultivation Method lv1 (1/1000): Water magic comprehension +5, water magic damage +5, water magic resistance +5, water magic consumption -5%, and increased recovery speed in water environment combat.

Tan Wenjie quickly imparted his experience.

Upgrade to level 2!

Upgrade again, level 3!

lv4……lv8……lv10!

The intense and profound understanding of water magic led Tan Wenjie into a wondrous state, where he felt as if he were underwater, with an ancient underwater palace covered in moss before him.

With a rumble, the palace stone gates slowly opened.

An ancient statue stands there.

Its appearance is indistinct, with a human head, a snake's body, and human feet.

All of this came quickly and disappeared quickly.

Your Water Magic Ability has reached 50, and you have successfully condensed "Water Element Guardian".

Tan Wenjie's spirit seemed to traverse a deep abyss, rapidly rising and breaking through to the surface of the water.

"You!" Gonggong's eyes widened.

Suddenly, the surrounding air was enveloped in dense moisture, and a small pool of water quickly gathered at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain, where rain could not penetrate.

"Splash, splash," the sound of water under Tan Wenjie's feet was clear as he walked.

"Hiss."

Tan Wenjie looked to his side and saw a small snake made of water elements.

This is its own water-elemental guardian, and it seems to have a strong connection with the water god Gonggong.

[Water Element Guard: Automatically follows attacks, currently storing 1 mana, storing 1 mana per second]

The snake coiled up on his ear, transforming into a delicate earring that slowly undulated.

Tan Wenjie raised his right index finger and used his sword finger technique to lightly poke at the wall from a distance.

Thump thump thump.

It fires in full-auto mode, each shot consuming only 1 point of mana, but at an extremely high rate of fire.

In such a situation, at most a fist-sized pit can be left on the mountainside.

But the water-elemental guard hanging on his ear opened its mouth and spat out bursts of water arrows, the continuous bombardment of water arrows causing a tremor.

An automatically attacking turret, if left idle for a long enough time and accumulates enough mana, can be devastating.

Longevity happens to be Tan Wenjie's strength.

If you can't beat them, you can hide in a small world for a thousand years and accumulate more than 30 billion magic power. Then you can come back and kill the enemy with one shot. Of course, that's just wishful thinking. Such a small thing must have its limits.

Something is better than nothing.

Tan Wenjie said, "I still have to save the Three Realms, so I'll go first."

After a flash of fire, he disappeared, leaving Gonggong staring wide-eyed at his departing figure and Xingtian's corpse on the ground.

"Well, now that the Zhenlong Chess Game has been solved and my mission is complete, it's time for me to get some rest."

Gonggong helped Xingtian's body up, and the next moment his figure disappeared without a sound.

No matter how chaotic the world becomes, everything will eventually return to peace. Since we can't get Xing Tian's axe back, why add to our troubles?

Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, he has witnessed far more severe calamities than this one; he has seen it all and grown accustomed to it.

……

Qiao's village.

It has been almost half a month since the female bandit leader, Bai Lianhua, slaughtered an entire family and was arrested after failing to abduct Qiao Ling'er.

The common people's reaction was not as intense as expected. The female bandits of Fengtou Mountain usually robbed the rich to help the poor, and they were the ones who helped ordinary people. On the contrary, the local gentry were overjoyed and wanted to dance dragons and lions and hold a banquet to celebrate.

The knife that had been hanging over their heads finally fell to the ground.

In the study of the Qiao family mansion, Qiao Ling'er was studying the book "Three Hundred Children's Songs" over and over again. He could sing all the songs in it, but no matter what he did, he couldn't discover the mystery in them.

Just as I was scratching my head in frustration, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside.

"Young master, young master, great news!" "What great news?"

Qiao Ling'er wasn't angry about being disturbed. He was feeling down and couldn't figure things out, so he wanted to hear some other news to clear his head.

The servant who arrived said, "That female bandit leader, Bai Lianhua, who tried to abduct you, has been ordered to be executed by the authorities tomorrow afternoon!"

"So fast?" Qiao Ling'er frowned.

He wasn't surprised that Bai Lianhua was sentenced to beheading for murder and robbery, but it happened too quickly.

Seeing his expression, the servant's face changed: "Young master, the female bandit leader still wants to kidnap you and make you her husband. Don't be stubborn!"

This is the expression Qiao Ling'er shows when she can't bear to see the suffering of the masses.

It's one thing to be kind to others, but to that blood-stained female thief, Bai Lianhua? Absolutely not.

Just as he was about to stop her, Qiao Ling'er said, "I'm going to find Brother Jie."

As Qiao Ling'er entered the courtyard where Tan Wenjie lived, she called out, "Brother Jie, Brother Jie, are you there?"

"Is something wrong?"

Seeing Tan Wenjie sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, Qiao Ling'er immediately voiced her worries: "Brother Jie, do you think Bai Lianhua really deserves to die?"

"She's killed countless people, don't you think?"

"But when will this cycle of revenge end?"

"You mean, to make the victims forgive her? Why can't it be someone else killing her to take revenge, and then she can stop hating them?"

Qiao Ling'er shook her head, "This way, fewer people will die."

He's not a saintly hypocrite; he's just naturally kind, to the point of being ruthless in his kindness.

One side will always suffer a loss, so let's end this feud now.

"Brother Jie, do you think I did something wrong?"

“I…” Tan Wenjie opened his mouth, then suddenly stopped.

"Brother Jie?"

"I'm here."

"Brother Jie, are you alright?"

Qiao Ling'er noticed that Tan Wenjie's expression was blank. She raised her hand to push him, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I just remembered something." Tan Wenjie's expression seemed perfectly normal.

Despite her doubts, Qiao Ling'er nodded and continued to inquire about her concerns.

"What's the big deal?" Tan Wenjie suddenly changed the subject. "The White Lotus gang is ruthless and merciless. They leave no one alive, young or old. They don't have many enemies to begin with. The people say they want to kill the bandits, but most of them are actually doing her a favor. With your reputation and prestige, if you ask those people to make an exception for you, they will definitely agree."

"But what about the government..."

"You don't want me to break him out of prison, do you?" Tan Wenjie looked at Qiao Ling'er in surprise, as if he were seeing her for the first time.

Qiao Ling'er shook her head: "I want to meet Bai Lianhua."

“We’re like brothers, right? If you need anything, just let me know,” Tan Wenjie said, patting him on the shoulder.

The opportunity to put your arm around Buddha's shoulder and become his brother is rare.

"Thank you, Brother Jie, I understand!" Qiao Ling'er was overjoyed.

Tan Wenjie suddenly asked, "By the way, Ling'er, how's your research on that 'Three Hundred Children's Songs' manual coming along?"

"We still have no clue."

"Don't worry, if all else fails, you can find an illiterate woman to tear it up and then put it back together."

"what?"

"Go quickly."

Urged to leave, Qiao Ling'er turned around and walked out, but suddenly stopped when she reached the courtyard gate.

"Brother Jie, if it were you, would you let the scheming woman go?"

"If she doesn't bother me, I won't bother with her."

"Did I offend you?"

"We must kill her."

Tan Wenjie looked at Qiao Ling'er as if she were an idiot.

"When will the injustice be repaid?"

"When injustice is seen on the road, the sword is drawn."

The two had different beliefs, but fortunately, their exchanges were only superficial.

After Qiao Ling'er left, Tan Wenjie's body exploded with a "bang," turning into a strand of hair, which was then grabbed by a hand that suddenly appeared.

Tan Wenjie put his hair back on his head.

His original form has just returned.

Even gods need to pay attention to hair loss.

"I really envy monkeys, they're covered in fur."

The monkey, though capable of transforming into countless forms, has more confidence than I do.

Qiao Ling'er acted quickly and had already entered the prison to visit Bai Lianhua. If nothing unexpected happened, something was bound to happen.

The story of Buddha picking up girls is rather uninteresting.

Tan Wenjie quietly added several more cameras, only responsible for recording some intimate moments.

At most, I'll ask one question: Who watches Buddhist films?

"There are still sixteen relics."

He knew the location of the relic himself, so there was no need to wait for Sun Wukong to come and retrieve it.

After leaving the courtyard, Tan Wenjie casually gave a few instructions to someone and then left the Qiao residence.

Buddha possesses an invincible golden body; it's time for me, an ordinary "martial arts master," to retire.

In the blink of an eye, Tan Wenjie had arrived at Nantianmen.

Evil energy surged, and the air was thick with filth and miasma.

A group of demons, clad in armor and wielding sharp blades, were chatting amongst themselves, their posture and manners completely disorderly.

This place is clearly a trap set specifically for Sun Wukong. Before becoming a Buddha, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven was already a formidable opponent in the Three Realms. After becoming the Victorious Fighting Buddha, his strength increased even further. Moreover, Wutian needed Sun Wukong to find the reincarnation of the Buddha, so this drama had to continue.

Tan Wenjie transformed into Wutian and strode towards the South Heavenly Gate.

I happened to have seen Wutian once in the Netherworld, and there was absolutely no flaw in his appearance.

"Buddha!"

When the demons saw Tan Wenjie, who had Wutian's face, walking towards them, they all lowered their heads.

"Hmm?" Tan Wenjie stopped. "Having seen this Buddha, why don't you bow?"

"Buddha, forgive me!"

All the demons at the South Heavenly Gate knelt on the ground in unison.

Tan Wenjie's lips curled into a smile.

"Ahem, I, the Buddha, have placed you here. Do you still remember why?"

"Reporting to Buddha, it is to disguise myself as a celestial being."

"Then hurry up and change back!"

Even monsters have to wear pants.

"We are too uncomfortable in our divine form, please forgive us, Buddha."

"Forgive me, this Buddha loves forgiveness the most, I'll spare you." Tan Wenjie casually pointed, "That little demon, take this Buddha to the Peach Garden."

"what?"

"What 'ah'? After I, the Buddha, unify the Three Realms, I will appoint you as the Bodhisattva of Guidance."

"Yes, Buddha, this way please."

The pie in the sky was all drawn by Wu Tian; it has nothing to do with me.

Since he'd already come all this way, Master Tan never left empty-handed. (End of Chapter)