The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 221 I'll Cover It Up
As soon as Zhou Yan finished speaking, none of the Dragon Slayers dared to utter a word of dissent. The Dragon Slayer looked in the direction where the Golden Heavenly King had gone, his eyes filled with a complex mix of sorrow and grief. Meanwhile, the Nine Old Cave Master Chen subconsciously hid the gourd behind his back.

"Ahem, we dare not disobey the Master's orders."

Zhou Yan's main intention was to take advantage of the situation to besiege An Lushan.

This is not a suitable place to talk. Zhou Yan had a feeling that if they continued to talk outside in this courtyard, a handsome young man with a gentle and harmless smile would appear here in no time and bury them all.

He told them to go to Louguandao first and wait, saying, "Please go to Louguandao first, I have some things to take care of, I'll be there in a bit."

The Dragon Slayer and the others exchanged glances, then bowed respectfully. Each of them used their abilities to escape the dense fog that had enveloped them. After flying out of this section of mountains, they looked up and saw that everything around them was shrouded in clouds and mist, making it impossible to see their surroundings.

Even with their methods, they couldn't remember where they had entered from or how they got to that little house.

"In short, this area is that master's training ground, so it's best not to come here lightly."

"Yes Yes."

They were all somewhat uneasy. Although Si Chen of Jiu Lao Dong wanted to leave and return to Mount Emei, he still dared not disobey the decree of that immortal. He sighed, wiped his gourd, and said, "Let's go to Lou Guan Dao and wait for the immortal to summon us."

His words revealed that he held the young Taoist priest in extremely high regard.

Zhou Yan watched the figures disappear into the distance, breathed a sigh of relief, and a thin layer of spiritual light emanated from his body. The light flowed and transformed into a cute little bird, which landed on the young Taoist's shoulder, turned its head, and affectionately rubbed against his face.

This is precisely the result of the thousands of miles of geological formations in the Zhongnan Mountains.

Thanks to this bird, Zhou Yan finally experienced the exhilarating feeling of not needing to conserve his mana.

The fog that had enveloped the entire Zhongnan Mountain area finally began to dissipate slowly. Zhou Yan turned and went into the courtyard, picked up a broom, and swept the area outside the courtyard that had been affected by the aura of the recent battle.

With calm and peaceful movements, he mobilized the earth's energy to fill in the pits that had appeared outside. Finally, the entire courtyard was restored to its original state once again. The young Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, put the broom aside, opened the door, and bid farewell to the Old Mother of Lishan.

"Well then, ma'am, I'll go now."

The Old Mother of Lishan nodded gently.

The petite Miss Li seemed to still be asleep.

Zhou Yan glanced around but didn't see the handsome young man in the corner. He thought for a moment, "Is Fuxi not here? Or is he hiding? But is that Fuxi guy really reliable?"

Lord Zhou thought about it and decided he didn't believe Fuxi.

You still need to believe in yourself!
He also plucked a white hair from his temple, shredded it with his sword energy, and then exhaled.

These white hairs flew out and transformed into many Zhou Yans.

Zhou Yan instructed, "You all stay here."

These 'Zhou Yan' all cupped their hands, and then one by one changed their bodies, becoming a blade of grass, a tree, or a bamboo, seamlessly hiding themselves in this place. This kind of transformation itself consumes magic power and vital energy.

but!

Lord Zhou received the favor and blessing of the Zhongnan Mountain's geomantic veins.

The Zhongnan Mountain range takes care of all these expenses!

What a beautiful mountain! Zhou Yan thought to himself that the main reason for the damage to Mount Tai was because the Taishan Gongji had caused the Dao Fruit to shatter, resulting in a weakened connection with the earth's veins. Otherwise, fighting on Mount Tai itself would have been even stronger.

Fighting on home soil is so exhilarating!

The Lord's blue bar can be saved.

Zhou Yan nodded in satisfaction. At that moment, the grass rustled and a cat's head popped out. The white jade lion cat watched as the young Taoist priest conjured more than a dozen versions of himself and hid in the courtyard.

It seems not stable enough.

These transformed incarnations also directly set up the [Womb Realm Mandala Barrier] here, along with the Taoist Hunyuan Method.

His heterochromatic eyes widened, his face filled with terror.

Good heavens!
What does it mean that there are more than a dozen Fuxis hidden in the small courtyard, and more than a dozen Taishan Lords squatting in the bushes over there?

It's over.

You've been infected by Fuxi.

What kind of courtyard is this? It's packed with people.

Zhou Yan noticed the cat's head, thought for a moment, picked up the cat, put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "I happen to have something I need your help with, could you come over here?"

Who wants to help you?
The white jade lion cat thought to itself, but spoke aloud:

"Good!"

The white jade lion cat is stiff.

Zhou Yan asked, "Does it mean something good?"

He left with the white jade lion cat, who roared inwardly—

Manjushri, you've tricked me, the Buddha!

The next moment, Zhou Yan used his brutal but highly effective escape technique to head towards Louguan Road. The lion cat didn't have time to run away and could only grab Zhou Yan's shoulder tightly. The next moment, the cat's head turned into a cat pancake.

Facial features flew wildly in the wind, and the wind filled my mouth.

Zhou Yan appeared steadily at the mountain gate of Louguandao.

The clouds behind him were torn apart, producing a series of intense, thunderous sounds as they broke through the air at supersonic speeds. Zhou Yan exhaled, feeling aches and pains all over his body.

However, this feeling was quickly restored by the power of the earth's veins.

The young Taoist clenched his fist: "It's done."

This time, Zhou Yan was able to withstand the physical strain and pressure brought by the extremely powerful flying technique, and he was finally able to avoid being seriously injured while flying. However, he could feel that the Taoist robe he was wearing was starting to give way.

If he hadn't immediately used his own magic to protect himself, his Taoist robe would have been torn to shreds the moment he landed. The dignified Lord Zhou, the grandmaster uncle of the Taishanglou Temple, would have been running naked in front of his own mountain gate and ancestral hall.

It is truly uncivilized.

Zhou Yan turned his head and saw the white jade lion cat.

The white jade lion cat's face was covered in flying cat hair, making it look like an old lady cat.

The young Taoist saw Pei Xuan Niao searching everywhere for his snacks in the temple and angrily said that he had been robbed. Xuan Zhu Zi was treating patients, and Ku Rong Zi was bandaging his broken hands and sunbathing because he had beaten Xi Wei Zi.

Sitting on a chair next to Ku Rongzi, whose hands were broken, Xiweizi was engrossed in reading the 'Taoist Scripture'.

This guy has already read through what Zhou Yan gave him several times.

Zhou Yan secretly went to watch Xiweizi fight against the Weaver Girl's fierce calamity. When Xiweizi was severely injured, he was told that he had to destroy the things that Xiweizi had to destroy. However, he discovered that Xiweizi had included himself in all the secret manuals such as "The Record of the Goddess of XX", "Golden Plum", and "Fairy Pure".

Then, with a single strike of Heavenly Thunder, he killed all the minotaurs in the stories.

Xiweizi, a person of pure yang nature, is a pure lover of the God of War, but is also a doujinshi writer.

If he were to live in later generations, he would undoubtedly be a prolific producer of food. Li Zhenyue and Shen Cangming were exchanging blows, while the Daoist disciples were either reading Daoist scriptures or practicing swordsmanship. The sunlight was warm and gentle, and Zhou Yan felt at peace. His hands were shrouded in his wide, dark blue Daoist robe, giving him a sense of tranquility.

If home is where the heart is, then this might be the first home Zhou Yan has found in this ambiguous and enigmatic world.

Or perhaps it's because they finally defeated a top-tier expert in the world head-on.

Even though he needs the support of the thousands of miles of earth veins in Zhongnan Mountain, it means that Zhou Yan finally has the power to protect himself in a real sense. Within the Zhongnan Mountain and Taishan regions, he can control the earth veins without worrying about the future of his magic power, which makes him the first-rate in the world.

A broad mind, with people and things you care about.

It has the power to protect those who are cared about and those things that are cared about.

Then, everything will look different.

Over there, the two young Taoist priests, Jingxu and Jing'an, had already come over and said, "Grandmaster Uncle, the mountain gods have been waiting outside the quiet room for quite a while." They looked at the young Taoist priest and felt that although Zhou Yan's eyebrows and appearance had not changed, his temperament was different.

When those mountain gods appeared just now, they thought they were coming to cause trouble. However, they did not expect that whether it was the cunning old fox, the Nine Old Cave Master Chen, or the cold and indifferent Zhenyin True King, they were all quite polite this time.

It's not that I was impolite before.

It should be said that they were a bit too polite this time.

I think I was frightened.

Upon seeing Zhou Yan's appearance, Xiweizi stroked his beard and did not rise to pay his respects. Instead, he leaned back in his recliner, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect from afar, and laughed heartily, "Although I do not know why, judging from the complexion of my grandmaster, having been in the mortal world for so long, you have finally been freed today. Congratulations, congratulations."

The young Taoist priest smiled and nodded.

He reached out and touched Jing'an's hair, smiling as he said, "Lead the way."

"Yes, yes, Grandmaster Uncle."

Ku Rongzi, whose two hands were broken and bound into two balls, held a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Now this person finally looks like a Taoist priest."

Xiwei Zilang laughed and said, "What's wrong? Didn't you used to seem like a Taoist priest?"

Ku Rongzi said, "In the past, he seemed like a brute wearing a Taoist robe, but now he seems to have let go of something and has gained some of the spirit of a true Taoist."

Xiweizi laughed loudly: "Haha, your eyesight is pretty good too."

Ku Rongzi couldn't resist his curiosity and asked, "Aren't you going to ask what happened?" Xiweizi laughed freely, "All things are but dust, the world is vast, and sometimes, enlightenment is just a matter of a single thought."

"Perhaps it's about observing the growth and development of all things, or perhaps it's about observing a single flower blooming or a single leaf falling."

"Your state of mind will change."

Why get hung up on why the change happened?

"If we stick to this, wouldn't we be restricting ourselves?"

Ku Rongzi admired Xi Weizi in his heart. Xi Weizi, the first great master of the Daoist sect, had already achieved a very free and easy and unrestrained level of Daoist cultivation. Although he was convinced of Xi Weizi's abilities, he still remained stubborn in his words.

He himself knew that this was wrong.

But even if he were buried in the ground and passed away peacefully, he would still be alive.

I also want to say—

"The Daoist Xiweizi of the Supreme Pavilion was nothing more than this!"

Ku Rongzi said, "Hmph, you're just being stubborn. Aren't you really curious?"

But no one knows who this sentence is referring to.

Xiweizi laughed heartily: "Human life between heaven and earth is but a speck of dust in the years. If we have to ask about everything clearly, it would be too boring. Letting go is the right way."

As he stood up, he accidentally knocked down the Taoist scripture beside him. His heart skipped a beat. Ku Rongzi had already picked up the scripture with his hands, which were bound into two balls, and said rudely, "You're a great master, how can you still have such a problem?"

"Were those few bolts of azure lightning really that exhausting?"

"What's wrong? You're so weak."

He glanced at the cover of the Daoist scripture, "The Supreme Cave God and the Three Sovereigns' Rituals," a fairly orthodox and genuine Daoist canon, listed in the section on rituals and altars. It was quite profound. Ku Rongzi casually opened the first page, but was stunned because the contents seemed different.

He subconsciously read it aloud:

"Xiweizi's grades at the private school were not ideal..."

"Ok??"

What kind of Taoist scripture is this?
boom! ! !
The next second, a violent burst of spiritual energy suddenly exploded!

Kuru felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and with a "thud," he fell face-first to the ground like a freshly baked pancake. The pages of the book were flung everywhere by the blast wave, and Xiweizi slowly reached out and scooped them back up one by one.

The old Taoist licked his fingers, then straightened the pages of the book as if counting silver notes.

It slapped against my palm with a soft thud.

"Old friend, knowing too much is not a good thing."

Xiweizi said quietly.

Kureiko: "...You're hiding it from me?"

"The Supreme Pavilion Observes the Dao".

"Nothing more than that!"

………………

Meanwhile, in the Zhongnan Mountains, the mist slowly dissipated from the myriad peaks, and a figure moved swiftly, though he seemed somewhat puzzled. Glancing at the clouds in the distance, he asked, "...What happened?"

"According to observed history, the Lishan Laomu should have gradually become known during the Tang Dynasty. After that, it slowly spread, was distorted and altered, and transformed into the Lishan Laomu. Eventually, it disappeared little by little from the legend."

“Inferring the cause from the effect.”

"The reverse calibration is set to the 'truth' of Nuwa dying while mending the sky when Gonggong collided with Buzhou Mountain, and then this truth is completely anchored to kill Nuwa. But where exactly did things go wrong?"

"Why has the life force of the Old Mother of Lishan been fixed again?!"

"variable?"

He was slightly startled.

I don't know when it disappeared.

The mist that had permeated the entire Zhongnan Mountain range for thousands of miles reappeared.

Moreover, it became increasingly concentrated.

(End of this chapter)