It is recorded in the "Overseas Northern Classic": "The minister of Gonggong is called Xiangliu, with nine heads, and he eats from nine mountains.
Wei Yuan was just guessing at first, but he felt the atmosphere here when he arrived at Mount Ibuki.
It is confirmed that there are indeed members of the Xiangliu clan here.
"Xiangliu?"
"I am not Xiangliu."
The voice of the visitor was cold, and he walked in the quiet room. The murderous intent and chill in the room became more and more violent. Wei Yuan raised his head and saw that it was a man wearing traditional Sakurajima costumes, with a bun, thin lips, and a knife on his waist. He seemed to have recognized who the visitor was and said: "Xiangliu has been killed by King Yu. You saw it with your own eyes, didn't you? "
Wei Yuan did not speak.
The words he had recorded emerged in his mind.
Yu killed Xiangliu, and the blood was so bloody that grains could not be planted.
Yu dug it three ren and three fen, and made it into a platform for all emperors. It is located in the north of Kunlun and the east of Rouli.
Xiangliu and Wuzhiqi are completely different.
Although they are both vassal allies of the water god Gonggong, Wuzhiqi became the water god after conquering the Huai River system. Although his character is arrogant, his purpose is only to develop the water god system. As long as people do not Go find him, he is too lazy to cause trouble to others.
Xiangliu was directly a subordinate of Gonggong. In the eyes of the flood control team at that time, he was the kind of person who was looking for trouble.
It had a snake body and nine heads, and ate countless people. Wherever it went, it became a swamp.
After Gonggong was finally killed.
King Yu showed no mercy at all.
He beheaded him directly.
But Wei Yuan remembered that after the death of this evil god, the blood and flesh were stinking.
When he fell to the ground, there was a large swamp, even the extremely swampy water of the Age of Gods. Even the most stubborn plants can't survive.
Generally speaking, the beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas are divided into delicious and unpalatable ones.
For example, the meat of this kind cannot be eaten, and where the blood drips, there will be no food. This is the best that Yuan and Yu have never seen before.
But this guy is particularly large.
There are a lot of wastelands.
The descendants of King Yu and Shennong wanted to fill this place up and plant crops, but it collapsed every time they filled it up, and the soil was corroded. King Yu patiently filled it up three times, but it didn't work all three times. He was completely furious, so he directly dug it into a pond and built a pavilion next to it.
The water flow was guided down from Kunlun Mountain, and Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun were invited to come, and Xiangliu's blood was suppressed.
Seeing the man opposite him with his eyes turned into vertical pupils and stared at him, Wei Yuan said calmly: "Xiangliu is a title that can only be given to the leader of Xiangliu. The one who was killed by Yu was only Xiangliu of that generation. Now that He is dead, you can naturally call yourself Xiangliu. "
He still needed the help of this fierce god for something.
Yamata no Orochi did not answer, but said in a low voice:
"You come here, aren't you afraid that I will eat you?"
He exuded a breath mixed with fierce beasts and divinity, and looked down at Wei Yuan with cold pupils. The candlelight on the table flickered, and the shadow cast on the wall was a hideous beast, just as recorded in the Sakurajima classics "Kojiki" and "Sakurajima Shoki", it was an eight-headed and eight-tailed snake.
Wei Yuan just picked up the teacup, lowered his head and took a sip, and said: "You won't. "
"Heh..."
The pupils of Yamata no Orochi radiated light of light gold, and turned into vertical pupils. The shadows on the wall seemed to fly down, spreading in the void, overlooking Wei Yuan. The whole room was dark in an instant, and the shadows turned into eight long snakes, spreading towards Wei Yuan.
And Wei Yuan was still drinking tea at this time.
It seemed that he did not notice this murderous scene at all.
At this moment, Yamata no Orochi's eyes were fierce.
The eight long snakes directly entangled and locked Wei Yuan, and the smell of blood was everywhere.
But they could not get within three feet of Wei Yuan.
It stagnated directly, and then broke into gray airflow and dissipated. Yamata no Orochi looked slightly Stunned.
Wei Yuan raised his eyes, his pupils slowly radiated golden color, coming from the Divine Age of the Gods of Shenzhou, the purer divine energy leaked out, sweeping away the pressure released by the Yamata no Orochi, and instead of being attacked, he gained the upper hand and advantage, causing the Yamata no Orochi's breath to stagnate.
Wei Yuan originally wanted to imitate Yuan Benchu, "Your sword is sharp, so my sword is not bad either", and said in a calm tone, "You have a good appetite, so my appetite is not bad either", or "Then you appear here, aren't you afraid that I will eat you? ' But he felt that the style seemed a bit biased, and his tone paused, and he just said calmly:
"I'm afraid your appetite is not that good. "
Yamata no Orochi recognized this breath.
The pupils shrank slightly.
Wei Yuan put his palm on the sword, his fingers against the hilt, and let the eight-sided Han sword come out of the sheath an inch. The iron eagle flapped its wings, and there seemed to be a long cry when a falcon fought in the sky, which made Yamata no Orochi feel a sense of discomfort, as if it was part of the foundation of its own existence and was instinctively afraid of this sword.
"You really have contained the divinity of Sakurajima."
Wei Yuan frowned and said, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, holding a long sword, and said calmly: "In fact, I am also a little curious. The blood of the previous generation of Xiangliu turned the earth directly into a swamp. Can you turn this Ibuki Mountain into a poisonous mountain? "
The eight-sided Han sword in his hand whistled faintly.
The two men exchanged their auras, but neither of them made a move, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
At this moment, the door of the quiet room was pushed open, and the two mountain gods of Ibuki Mountain came in tremblingly with tea.
Then he saw that the number one disaster god of Sakurajima had cold eyes, while the other guest smiled and nodded.
The momentum was solemn.
The aura made their legs and feet weak.
After finishing the tea, they retreated in a hurry.
After a long time, Yamata no Orochi closed his eyes, restrained his aura, and also restrained the greed in his heart. He hadn't fought yet, but the opponent's divinity and the sword made him feel alert, because the divinity exuded the aura of the Mountain and Sea Age. He subconsciously thought that the person in front of him was from the God Age. Survived.
If they really fight, I am afraid I will not have any advantage.
Yamata no Orochi restrained his breath, and Wei Yuan also restrained his own energy.
Although he has the power of the Age of Gods and the Iron Eagle Spirit that can extremely restrain the divinity of Sakurajima, the opponent is the descendant of the fierce god who was once famous in the late Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. He is thick-skinned and thick-skinned. His sword is no match for the opponent's body, just like a toothpick. It is better to fight such a thing with a monkey's stick, which will cause internal injuries.
............
Both sides have some concerns, but they have reached a balance.
The candlelight in the quiet room flickered and lit up again. Yamata no Orochi held a pipe in his hand and leaned lazily behind him, saying lightly: "Then what is your purpose in coming here? Don't say you are here to visit me. Our relationship is not that good."
Wei Yuan glanced up and down at Yamata no Orochi and said: "You only got part of the divinity, and you also have a grudge against the Sakurajima pantheon. "
He said, "I need you to do me a favor."
Yamata no Orochi frowned and asked, "What favor?"
Wei Yuan said, "Help me fight someone."
"Who?"
Wei Yuan replied, "Xu Fu, or rather, the main god of the Sakurajima pantheon."
When Yuan was still alive, Xu Fu was the world's top alchemist of that era. He was able to use the prototype of a pantheon to refine the elixir of immortality. He had lived for more than two thousand years. Wei Yuan was not sure how strong Xu Fu was now, not to mention that this was his base camp. Wei Yuan needed to observe Xu Fu's current methods.
Only in this way can we think clearly about how to kill him.
Yamata no Orochi sneered and said to himself, "The main god of the heavens?"
"Fight him, yes, but why should I listen to you? "
Wei Yuan said: "Susanoo used wine to knock you out and then beat you severely. He also pulled out the joints of your tailbone and used them as his weapon, Ame-no-Kume. You are the Daimyojin of Ibukiyama. According to legend, Shuten-doji, one of the three great monsters of Sakurajima, is the son of Daimyojin of Ibukiyama. He was also beheaded after being knocked out by wine."
"Now you have become the mountain god."
Wei Yuan listed all his dark history in front of Yamata no Orochi.
Yamata no Orochi suppressed his hidden anger and said: "Don't mention this!"
"I do have a grudge against the gods here, but it is not necessary to join forces with you."
Wei Yuan looked at Yamata no Orochi and said:
"Then, if I say that I can make you grow a ninth head like the ancient Xiangliu, what do you think? "
Restore the ancient Xiangliu clan's heyday.
Yamata no Orochi paused.
The previous anger solidified in an instant. Yamata no Orochi, who had just made a bold statement, fell into contemplation and struggle. Wei Yuan was not in a hurry to urge him. He just peeled the orange slowly, tore off the white orange peel bit by bit, and then threw the flesh into his mouth. After eating two oranges, Yamata no Orochi asked with difficulty: "When?"
Wei Yuan said calmly: "About three days later."
"When the time comes, I will give you a signal."
"...What signal?"
Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes. At this time, the young Taoist with a trace of fire on his forehead was still happily chewing snacks and drinking strong tea. He had already accepted what his senior brother said three days later, asking the gentle and frugal Master Wei to do the kind of kicking things and movements. Wei Yuan's mouth curled up, retracted his gaze, and replied:
"A very big firework."