The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 208 Manipulating Fate
The extremely handsome young man with dark, golden eyes stared at Zhou Yan, lazily picked up a pastry, put it in his mouth and chewed, then said languidly, "Very clever, but not knowledgeable enough about the true form."

Ontology?

Zhou Yan suddenly realized that everything before him seemed to be rushing headlong in an unpredictable direction. The young man smiled and said, "That's right. I am merely a manifestation of Xi Huang's thought. I am only here to tell you a precept when [variables] arise."

If the person before me, who was created by Fuxi in a single thought, is real.

So, what could be so important that someone of his stature would personally appear to offer a warning?
Zhou Yan looked solemn and extended his hand, saying, "Please."

The young man appeared in front of Zhou Yan and extended his finger:
"This is the most important point."

"Don't reveal Awa's true identity outside. Just call her the Old Mother of Lishan. And don't even think about taking Awa away from here. That brat Zheng has turned his imperial tomb into a great formation and the core of the human realm. Awa can be protected here, much safer than outside."

Zhou Yan paused for a moment.

Having already experienced countless life-and-death separations, the young lord stared directly at the figure formed from Fuxi's thoughts and said, "I know all this without you having to tell me. Since you are merely a thought, where is Fuxi's true body? What exactly was Qin Shi Huang's ascension?"

"What is the truth behind the Kunlun Calamity?"

The young man looked at him and smiled:
"You said you hate charlatans and riddle tellers."

Zhou Yan said, "Yes."

The handsome young man clapped his hands and sighed with a smile:

"That's wonderful! I am the ancestor of both types of people."

The veins on Lord Zhou's forehead throbbed.

How to ignite frustration in a single sentence.

He realized the young man's eccentricity and the temperament that corresponded to Nuwa. Assuming that all things rotate in yin and yang and are of one primordial unity, then Nuwa and Xi Huang were born together. Xi Huang's core nature was most likely to correspond to the extremely benevolent Nuwa.

Only when the two are together can they be in harmony, like yin and yang.

However, Zhou Yan had already experienced several great calamities. Life and death can make people grow at an extremely fast pace. He remained calm and said, "If Xi Huang doesn't say, I won't ask any more questions. What I have now is enough for me to think about for a while."

Xiyue, Kaiming, Shu (Sichuan).

An Lushan, the blood of Chi You.

Many things have taken up a lot of his energy.

Zhou Yan said, "Besides, now that you've appeared, you'll definitely reappear when I'm really close to the danger zone, won't you?"

The young man gazed at the young Taoist priest who had grown into a man of measured conduct and understanding of right and wrong.

He rested his chin on his hand and smiled, saying, "Smart."

"But don't you want to go home?"

Hearing this phrase again, the last time it was from Li Longji, Zhou Yan found that hearing it a second time wasn't as impactful as hearing it for the heart. Zhou Yan's fingers brushed against his dark blue Taoist robe as he said calmly:
"With the abilities of Fuxi, the Emperor Xihuang, he could see that I am neither a person of this world nor anything else."

Fuxi's smiling, narrowed eyes widened, and he said approvingly:
"It is rare to find someone who can remain calm despite having great inner turmoil."

"As expected of a [variable] that the main body personally rescued."

what! ?

Zhou Yan's expression gradually froze, and fire rose in his eyes. How could he, with his anger already ignited, use a single sentence to make Zhou Yan feel an urge to draw his sword and strike?

The veins on his forehead were throbbing: "You mean, I'm the variable you found?"

"I came into this world because of you?!"

The young man smiled and said, "It's the real body, the real body."

"If you have the ability, please kill my real body. I strongly suggest it."

Zhou Yan said slowly, "So, variables, let them in? Wasn't it said that even the Age of Gods has been completely sealed off? How could variables appear so easily?"

The young man said, "The door was locked, but it's normal to leave a hole."

The young man held up one finger: "I have a suggestion, a suggestion that comes from the bottom of my heart and is entirely well-intentioned. That is, once everyone knows what Fuxi's true form has done, then there must be something wrong with this matter."

"The fact that everyone knows about Xi Huang's plan is a joke in itself."

Zhou Yan said, "So, what is the connection between these three worlds? Where did the Qin Emperor go? How can I go back?" He reached out and grabbed suddenly, but all he saw was a phantom.

The handsome young man slowly disappeared without answering, only saying, "Think about it, how could you not have noticed?"

He smiled and looked at Zhou Yan.

“You are a human from ‘another world,’ yet you can be influenced by Awa’s clay-creation technique. In other words, you are essentially a being born based on the legend of Awa.”

"Therefore, you must protect Awa well."

"Besides, the imperial seal is very useful, isn't it?"

Zhou Yan slowly withdrew his hand, calmly suppressing his surging thoughts. He knew that he needed to become stronger step by step before he would be qualified to truly know everything, even though the afterimage of Fuxi before him brought a sense of irritation and annoyance.

However, deep down, he felt a sense of relief.

The presence of Fuxi at least means that Zhou Yan doesn't have to face the most dangerous situations alone; at least he has teammates. Although he has to be careful not to be sold out by this great god Fuxi, he can relax to some extent.

Judging from all indications, Fuxi Xihuang is a being who can be completely trusted in the most dangerous times.

Zhou Yandao:
"Then at least tell me, what exactly is this imperial seal?"

The handsome young man smiled and spread his hands: "As a result of how much you protected Awa, I can tell you that this jade seal is what you know; however, in your knowledge, it has another name."

"Hetu Luoshu."

The afterimage of Fuxi disappeared.

Zhou Yan exhaled, his emotions surging. However, he also realized that he was the variable who had fallen into the hole deliberately left by Fuxi Xihuang. The reason why the jade seal in his hand was qualified to deduce the lineage was because it was the Hetu Luoshu.

This afterimage was most likely left by Fuxi to protect Nuwa.

Zhou Yan held the jade seal and said, "Why not explain it clearly? If we explain it clearly, I can deal with the enemy better, and Nuwa will be safer."

The last words of Xi Huang slowly faded from Zhou Yan's ears.

For some reason, Zhou Yan could sense that this statement was true. "Because the true form doesn't believe in anything."

The thought left behind by Fuxi has disappeared.

The courtyard remained exactly as it had been, everything was calm and peaceful. The lion cat, still dazed after waking up, climbed onto the wall but refused to go inside again, looking puzzled.

"How did I just fall asleep, meow?"

"Strange, did I have a nightmare? My heart feels like it's being pounded."

The white jade lion cat turned its head and saw that the fur on its back was all puffed up.

For some reason, I have a lingering sense of unease.

Zhou Yan remained silent, looking at the empty pastry box on the table, proving that everything that had just happened was not an illusion. The Old Mother of Lishan pushed open the door and walked out of the courtyard. This injured ancient deity did not seem to have sensed anything that had just happened in the courtyard.

Zhou Yan also felt at ease.

Whatever Fuxi was guarding against, the fact that even Fuxi could utter the words "The true body does not believe in anything" suggests that the real Fuxi was probably not having an easy time when he was blocking enemies for the human world.

Is the reason for appearing now partly to remind myself not to reveal Nuwa's true form and not to let Nuwa leave, and partly to create a sense of urgency for myself?

Zhou Yan's mind, which had relaxed slightly after mastering the art of escape, acquiring the divine armor, and the supreme Bodhisattva supernatural powers, was jolted awake once more.

Victory and power can lead to arrogance, but Zhou Yan's arrogance and slight, nascent pride had dissipated at this moment.

The brief appearance of Fuxi gave Lord Zhou an urge to improve his strength and, after defeating his opponent, to have a good fight with this 'great god'.

He kept all of this hidden and did not ask the Old Mother of Lishan.

When the Old Mother of Lishan saw that the box was empty, she smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a good appetite. You've eaten so much, your energy should have recovered quite a bit. I've just made some simple food, you can eat it later."

"Come, come, sit down."

Zhou Yan sat down as instructed by the old lady. The old lady of Lishan stretched out her palm, and a wisp of innate energy swirled in her palm. However, it was different from before. Zhou Yan discovered that this wisp of innate energy was also mixed with some kind of earth.

Is it an incarnation of clay?
Zhou Yan thought of Fuxi's words. The Old Mother of Lishan raised her hand and said, "Even if human children become flesh and blood, they can still be endowed with various abilities from birth through this method."

Do you know the different techniques of transformation?

Zhou Yan shook his head.

The Old Mother of Lishan said, "Like the Weaver Girl, like the transformation techniques possessed by those monsters, it is just 'transformation,' changing appearance and form. In the end, it is only one level higher than illusion, and its essence is still the original self."

"And the method of transformation is [transformation]."

Zhou Yan seemed to be deep in thought, and said, "Do you mean it can change from the inside out?"

The Old Mother of Lishan said, "You'll have to experience it for yourself. The world is full of turmoil, and I can't leave here easily. Your fate is full of struggles, and if you don't have some kind of protective method, you might perish."

"Unlike those others, I am not skilled in combat; this is my only move."

"But remember, remember, remember who you are."

"I can only teach you, but whether you can truly learn it depends on your own comprehension and determination. But rest assured, even if you fail to learn all of this, I can at least keep you safe."

Huh? Do I have to risk my life to learn a transformation technique?
As soon as Zhou Yan heard Lishan Laomu's words, she reached out and gently touched his brow with her finger. The innate energy flowed into Zhou Yan's brow like water.

boom! ! !
With the point of the Old Mother of Lishan as the core, it was as if the world was stripped away, and all the sounds and colors of all things were completely transformed into lines, which then dispersed from this place. Or perhaps, it was as if the soul and consciousness fell down.

When Zhou Yan saw the Old Mother of Lishan before him, she was not the kind and benevolent old woman with a full head of silver hair and a cane. Instead, she was a beautiful woman with black hair, dressed in green, and dark, golden eyes. She had a gentle smile and a human body with a snake tail.

In an instant, Zhou Yan realized where he was.

This moment is the instant in which all things came into being from nothingness.

It is the gap between existence and non-existence.

It is a memory from Nuwa's past. The surroundings are not matter, but rather flowing lines of laws and conceptual light. Earth, water, fire, and wind are not elements here, but the fundamental elements that constitute all things.

Time is like glass, shattering and reforming; space is like silk, folding and unfolding.

Damn it...

The young Taoist priest felt a tap on his brow.

Zhou Yan noticed that his physical body had disappeared, and what he was now not a soul, but a spiritual consciousness. This innate great supernatural power could not be taught in words. Nuwa pulled a wisp of the young Taoist's spiritual consciousness into her own memories.

His soul was reborn from his own memories and past.

Only in this way can it bear the weight of a great legacy.

Zhou Yan heard a wooden memorial tablet almost leap out of his ears.

'What kind of behavior is this? What kind of behavior is this!'

Nuwa's figure had disappeared, leaving only streaks of light between heaven and earth. Zhou Yan closed his eyes and followed the streaks of light. Time seemed to be stretched out. In a certain memory of Nuwa, Zhou Yan transformed all things.

In a fleeting moment, he transformed into a stubborn rock, feeling the earth's steadiness, the passage of time, and comprehending the meaning of immovability.

And it seemed like a long time later, or perhaps just a moment later, he transformed into a wisp of wind, unrestrained, traversing countless mountains and rivers, knowing what it meant to be formless.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan transformed into a primordial behemoth, experiencing primal power and the desire to survive; when the behemoth died, he transformed into a delicate blade of grass, feeling the resilience and instinct of life.

He transformed into a man, a woman, an old man, a child, a god, a demon, a bird, a beast, a fish, and even a stream of water, a cluster of flames, or a bolt of lightning.

Each change is a fundamental and core experience of that form of existence. Zhou Yan naturally remembered the feeling, structure, and meaning of existence of each form.

It could be an endless, long time, or it could be just a fleeting moment.

Zhou Yan realized it.

The core of the so-called transformation technique personally passed down by Nuwa is transformation.

However, the meaning of "化" here is not the same as the "化" in "变变" (change).

But -

The transformation of nature.

(End of this chapter)