The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 279 Finally, we've been tricked!

The water surged, the waves were towering, and the layers of clouds and the murderous aura that seemed to be able to cross thousands of rivers and lock onto Zhou Yan were completely incomparable to the Lord of the Bashe. The overwhelming sense of oppression almost crashed down in front of Zhou Yan.

In ancient times, there was a terrifying calamity that could have caused Mount Buzhou to collapse.

The former Water Lord of the human race fought with Zhuanxu and almost became the Human Emperor, but for some unknown reason, he became a conceptual calamity, causing many disasters in later generations, and also achieving the greatest achievement of King Yu.

Zhou Yan fought his way through the land, first slaying ordinary hungry ghosts, then battling folk monsters, finally storming the Reclining Buddha Temple, trampling the Weaver Girl, and even stealing benefits from the struggle between An Lushan and the Golden Heavenly King. It can be said that the enemies he faced along the way were by no means weak.

But now, facing such a gaze, all I feel is coldness in my hands and feet.

The anger and murderous intent in his heart made him unable to control his body.

Even Ji Xuanyuan's jade talisman and Chi You's murderous aura could not be used to depict it. Only when that hand landed on Zhou Yan's wrist did it momentarily feel as if it had come back to life.

The hand that gripped Zhou Yan's wrist was slightly cool and tightened its hold.

Then he grabbed Zhou Yan and pulled him behind him.

Zhou Yan's vision blurred, as if he had been pulled out of a confined space. Only then did he begin to gasp for breath, his face turning deathly pale in a very short time.

Looking up, he saw the back of a tall, handsome young man in a round-necked robe and a jade belt, who stood lazily in front of Zhou Yan, blocking all the terrifying and vicious aura.

—Is it Fuxi?!
The handsome young man said lazily, "I'll protect this guy."

Everything that happened here was completely concealed, and no one else could see it. However, this plain sentence still attracted the cold gaze of the Calamity Gonggong. At this moment, Zhou Yan could control the water-based magic realm and use the [Hydrological Records] to sense the resentful and cold eyes in the myriad waters.

The flow and impact of countless waters formed the language of ancient times:
"How long can you protect me?"

The handsome young man said calmly:
"Longer than your life."

The response was still flippant and playful, but at this moment, it was filled with an unparalleled sense of security, as if as long as this figure was still in front of them, no evil spirits could harm them.

At that instant, the water broke open, and a series of furious and frenzied roars exploded out, "Gonggong!!!"

Kaiming appeared beside Zhou Yan in an instant.

The scholar in the blue robe had disheveled hair, pupils that looked like thin lines, and his sleeves rolled up. His face had a tiger-like appearance, exuding a fierce aura. His open eyes were red, and then he was pressed down by another hand.

Fuxi placed his hand on the scholar in the blue robe's head. Beneath his fingers, he could see that Kaiming's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was twitching slightly with anger, unlike usual.

"Take Jingwei..."

Fuxi flicked his wrist, but no movement was visible.

Losing control and rushing out, the scholar in the green robe felt his vision go upside down, and then his whole body plunged into the water like a falling stone. His vision blurred, and his tears disappeared into the water.

The light on the water's surface was reflected underwater, turning into mottled white spots of light.

The light spots swayed with the flow of the water, and the reflections on the surface of the water were naturally distorted when viewed from underwater. In a daze, it looked like a little girl, with her arms outstretched, running towards me, barefoot, laughing with boundless joy.

"...Master!!"

"Master, Master."

Kaiming's five fingers suddenly clenched together.

A happy smile was reflected in the scholar's eyes, then instantly transformed into a lowered sky, turbulent waters, and a body with wide, dull eyes that had even swelled up and turned bluish-purple from being soaked.

Gonggong.

A whisper of resentment and hatred escaped from the throat of the enlightened one.

So Chisongzi's tears mingled with the water.

Kaiming clenched his fists and plummeted downwards.

Kunlun Kaiming, also known as Chisongzi, was the rain master during the time of Shennong. He taught Shennong how to consume water jade, which allowed him to enter fire and burn himself. He often went to Mount Kunlun and stayed in the stone chamber of the Queen Mother of the West, rising and falling with the wind and rain. The young girl of Emperor Yan pursued him and also became an immortal, departing together.

It is also said that the daughter of Emperor Yan was named Nüwa.

The girl was swimming in the East Sea when she drowned and did not return. She became Jingwei, who constantly carries wood and stones from the Western Mountains to fill the East Sea.

How could a disciple of Chisongzi possibly drown?!
Fuxi flicked his hand and slammed the furious Kaiming back into the water to prevent the conflict from escalating. His cold gaze fixed on Zhou Yan and slowly dissipated. The various strange phenomena vanished. Fuxi lowered his eyes and looked at the land of Shu, where the rivers lapped against the banks.

"You handle it yourself."

It transformed into a ball of clear light and fell into the water.

Zhou Yan gasped for breath, looking at the ancient, twisted mark on the back of his hand. He clenched his fist, letting his sleeves roll down to cover the mark—the killing intent, the struggle, the confrontation, and even the enlightened anger and resentment just now seemed like a dream.

Outside, the sky was still clear and bright.

Many Taoist disciples and officials looked at the young Taoist, but found nothing amiss.

Only Li Wangsheng had a vague feeling. The headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain cupped his hands and bowed from afar, saying, "Master, you have excellent skills. The people of Sichuan are grateful for your kindness. Please come to my Qingcheng Mountain for a chat sometime. We will offer you a cup of tea."

"Our Chongxuan School is the same!"

"If the master has any free time..."

"Please, Master..."

The sound of chanting never ceased, and all the Taoist sects from all directions were utterly impressed by the young Taoist's actions.

As a result, Zhou Yan, a Taoist priest from one of the ancestral temples of the Shaanxi Taoist sect, was able to establish himself in the Sichuan Taoist sect and gain a great reputation. You should know that even if he took this jade talisman and personally went to Qingcheng Mountain to pay homage to Li Wangsheng, he would not have such prestige.

It's a truly illogical situation, really. Only by not using such a prestigious treasure on oneself can one earn the respect of those Taoist disciples.

Zhou Yan returned the greeting and then went back into the water. Qingzhu, who had been standing on tiptoe and waving her hands, her ears twitching, sighed when she saw Zhou Yan enter the water. She said, "Oh dear, Brother Zhou didn't even notice us?" She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Hu Erniang laughed and said, "Judging from his appearance, he probably still has many things to resolve. Besides, what is this place?" She pointed with her finger, and Qingzhu then discovered that there was also a wisp of purple energy beside her.

Although they weren't Taoist officials, they had just used magic to combat the flood and calm the turbulent currents, managing to separate two streams of energy to reach her. As a result, Qingzhu, who had been dejected and whose ears had drooped, perked up, her eyes brightening, and she clapped her hands.
"So that's how it is. Since Brother Zhou sent us these two wisps of purple energy, he must have noticed us just now. The reason he didn't come over is indeed because, just like you said, there must be something else going on!"

Lingxi wrinkled her nose: "When Brother Zhou went into the water just now, he nodded and greeted us. Sister was so focused on Brother Zhou that she didn't even notice!"

Children speak without thinking, and Qingzhu's face flushed red. She stretched out her hand, clenched her fist, and punched her younger brother on the head with no mercy, making a loud thud.

"I...I...I didn't have any!"

Lingxi screamed in agony. "Aaaaaah!"

Hu Erniang smiled and said, "Since Master Zhou has other things to do, we shouldn't disturb him. Besides, the Jialing River isn't exactly a quiet place to talk about things."

After a moment's thought, she said, "The largest city nearby is Langzhong. Whether you go to Chengdu or Yuzhou, you won't be able to avoid it. Since Master Zhou is in this area, he must be going to Langzhong. Let's meet in Langzhong."

"it is good."

After a while of persuasion, Qingzhu reluctantly withdrew her gaze.

The three foxes bid farewell to the Taoist priests of the Chongxuan School and left, while Zhou Yan had already entered the Water Palace. Kaiming sat there cross-legged, his eyes glazed over, while the enormous Bashe Lord lay there, its body almost as wide as the entire Jialing River.

Pei Xuan Niao extended the horizontal sword in his hand and struck the scales of the Bashe Lord.

It made a crisp clanging sound.

"Hiss—this thing is so hard. With so many scales, the armor made from it could probably equip the entire Shuofang Army with a set. Tsk tsk tsk, if we bring them all back, how much military merit and how much silver would that require?"

Li Zhenyue said:

“I don’t think an ordinary armorer could cut open the armor of this thing.”

Li Zhenyue's expression was extremely solemn. He struck the giant snake with his shield and felt the violent recoil from the shield. His palms were even a little numb, and the solemn look on his face became even more serious.

Generally speaking, when such a giant beast dies, it cannot tense its muscles, nor can it mobilize its qi and blood and magic power to strengthen its body, so its defense will be significantly reduced. However, after this giant snake died, its defense and toughness far exceeded that of its armor.

“…What a domineering thing.”

The lion cat, however, paid no attention to any of this. It simply aimed its cat fists at the head of the Bashe Lord, pounding it repeatedly while hissing. Clearly, the white jade lion cat had suffered a great loss in the previous fierce battle, which was why it was holding such a grudge.

Zhou Yan returned to the underwater palace, his sleeves billowing in the water. Upon seeing him, Shen Cangming immediately noticed something was amiss: "You two..."

Zhou Yan recounted everything that had just happened.

Holding the Earth Soul Heaven-Shattering Blade, I suddenly remembered what the mountain god of Misty Peak said: that King Yu left this blade behind to suppress the Earth Lung Mountain of that time, and that the blade had been moving frequently during that period, probably because some being wanted to break free, hence its excitement.

Divine weapons have their own destiny; this sword was created to slay a great enemy.

Could it be that this so-called great enemy is Gonggong?

Zhou Yan said, "It seems that Gonggong has partially escaped and left this mark on me. He is holding a grudge."

The lion cat rolled its eyes and said, "You killed his great general, how could he not hold a grudge?"

Zhou Yan rubbed the lion cat's face and said:
"What do you think would happen if he really came out?"

"Will your Mahayana Buddhism have any effect on him?"

The lion cat stared at Zhou Yan with a look that said, "Is this guy crazy? What is he babbling about?"

Kaiming had regained his composure and said, "Gonggong holds grudges."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone mad and smashed Buzhou Mountain to pieces."

Zhou Yan looked at Kai Ming and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

Kaiming was an ancient imperial tutor, and there is no doubt that he had a grudge against Gonggong.

Kaiming pondered deeply, and seemed to have gained some insight.

Kaiming offered his opinion:
"However, why don't you ask Fuxi to add another mark to your hand?"

"Fighting poison with poison, this guy just..."

Zhou Yan's lips twitched. He physically stopped the enlightened suggestion. What a terrible idea.

Just then, a whistling sound suddenly came, and the chains that had previously bound the Lord of the Bashe flew over, half illusory and half real, and wrapped around Zhou Yan's left hand. As a result, the mark of Gonggong slowly subsided.

Kaiming blinked: "This is... some leftover materials from when King Yu cast the Nine Tripods... The origin of this mark is the death of Lord Qingyuan. Since this chain suppressed Lord Qingyuan, it is not impossible to lock away the remaining hatred of Gonggong."

"However, this is not the place to talk. The commotion here is too great. Let's leave first."

When Kaiming and the others made their suggestion, Zhou Yan understood. He saw that the handsome young man seemed to be deep in thought, his gaze shifting from Fuxi to the ancient bronze seal. A ripple appeared in the young Taoist's eyes.

bar……

He thought of that girl again. For the sake of humanity, she dragged this fierce god into a long dream. Thousands of years ago, she bid farewell to her sister and her people and sacrificed herself. And now, he was also abandoning her in a dream.

The young Taoist priest gently brushed his fingers over the faded patterns on the stone tablet.

He said softly, "This humble Taoist priest... no."

"I have already killed Qingyuan-jun. No one will fight against you in your dreams anymore, and you don't need to guard anyone in your dreams. So, rest well. When you wake up next time, the world will be full of the things you like."

“I’m also very happy when I’m with you.”

"...Let's meet again next time."

Zhou Yan patted the stone tablet, as if he saw the girl again, and felt a pang of melancholy. He turned and left, while the handsome young man stood in the stone tablet, waiting for everyone to leave this sealed node for the time being.

With his robes fluttering, the handsome and reliable young man gazed at the stone tablet seal.

'This woman has been performing the sealing duty for thousands of years. In the past five hundred years, she has been interfered with by [History], causing the seal to loosen. Now that she's leaving, she will likely fall into a deep sleep again, and there's even a possibility she might be corrupted…'

This was what Fuxi said to Shi Zhiyi ten breaths before he told him.

The handsome young man looked at the faintly glowing patterns on the stone tablet, which resembled the rapid heartbeat and shy breath of a young girl.

Thinking about what the young Taoist priest had just said when he said goodbye.

He raised his hands, slowly brushing them across his face and hair, a smile playing on his lips, almost reaching his ears, revealing sharp fangs—

"Hehehehehehe—"

"Finally, finally."

“I was fooled!!!”

(End of this chapter)