Wei Yuan and Yamata no Orochi signed a covenant of cooperation in accordance with the ancient covenant, and then burned the two covenants that were connected to the stars in the sky. When Wei Yuan was about to leave, he seemed to think of something, raised his hand and touched his forehead, turned back and said: "I almost forgot, in addition, I want to ask you for something."
Yamata no Orochi's mood was no longer as calm as at the beginning, and said:
"What?"
Wei Yuan smiled and said: "Xiang Liu's Shan Hai Jing Jade Book."
Yamata no Orochi raised his head suddenly: "?!!"
Wei Yuan said casually: "It contains a trace of the soul of the recorded creatures, but Xiang Liu who was recorded has been killed by Yu. The soul in the jade book has no ability to restrict you. I think that thing is just a decoration for you, so it's better to give it to me."
His tone was relaxed, as if he was talking to the boss at the vegetable market about rounding off today.
Perhaps it was the desire for the ninth head, or perhaps the jade book was of no value to Yamata no Orochi. He was silent for a while, and waved his sleeves to summon a jade book with familiar words on it, and waved his sleeves to let the jade book slowly fall to Wei Yuan's hand.
Yamata no Orochi said slowly: "I am curious, why are you so bold."
"Aren't you afraid that I will swallow you regardless of everything?"
Wei Yuan pretended to be calm and put the jade book away.
Then he took out his cell phone, shook it at Yamata no Orochi, and said jokingly: "In that case, my dear elder sister and your uncle Wuzhiqi will have something to say to you from the bottom of their hearts."
"How about it, do you want me to connect you?"
Yamata no Orochi's forehead twitched, and he said slowly:
"No need."
The ancient Xiangliu was cut into pieces by King Yu alone. Although Wuzhiqi and the ancient Xiangliu were of the same generation, it was King Yu who summoned a group of people from Jiuzhou and Kunlun to fight in a round-robin battle. The gap in strength between the two sides was huge, which was beyond doubt. Wei Yuan smiled and put away his cell phone, picked up two oranges, picked them up, and threw one of them to Yamata no Orochi. , said:
"No need to see you off."
Pushing the door open, he saw the two gods in white listening outside. The latter were startled and quickly stepped back. Wei Yuan smiled politely and nodded, then left with the oranges. The two Ibuki Mountain Gods who appeared in ancient legends watched Wei Yuan leave. When Wei Yuan walked away, they said tremblingly:
"Daimyo God, this, this person's appearance, you have to tell Amaterasu quickly."
"And Ame-no-Mikaku-no-Miyasu."
"This is a big enemy."
Yamata no Orochi exhaled and said slowly: "Come here, this matter needs to be considered carefully."
The two Ibuki Mountain Gods approached.
Seeing Ibuki Mountain Daimyo God walk into the house, they thought it was to prevent being heard.
Also followed in and closed the door.
As soon as he turned around, he saw that the eyes of the Yamata no Orochi had turned into the cold vertical pupils that are unique to cold-blooded animals. He was panicked. The battle lasted only a short time. The two Ibuki Mountain Gods who were sent by Amaterasu and Susanoo to watch the Yamata no Orochi were beheaded without much resistance.
The last voice first exclaimed in disbelief: "Ibuki Daimyojin, what are you going to do?"
Then it turned into a shrill scream:
"Eight, Yamata no Orochi!!!"
The two headless bodies fell to the ground and turned into a big white pig and a white scaled python.
The young man stretched his body.
The shadow behind him was a ferocious giant snake with eight heads and eight tails.
Two of the snake heads seemed to be devouring something.
The false aura of the gods was dispelled, replaced by the brutality and ferocity of the wild period.
............
Wei Yuan was playing with the Shanhaijing Jade Book in his hand. This was the part of the Overseas Northern Classic. There was still a trace of Xiangliu's soul sealed in it. Of course, Xiangliu, who was a minister of Gonggong and ravaged the Central Plains, and turned all the places he passed into swamps, had been killed, but this did not mean that the jade book was meaningless.
Because Xiangliu's blood was constantly corroding the ground.
Yu simply dug out a huge pool along the direction of the corrosion.
And built a loft next to it to entertain the emperors.
Then this jade book is likely to be related to this building, and this huge pool is located in the north of Kunlun Mountain. It is directly led down from Kunlun's snow water. From the direction, it should be the source of the Yaochi legend, at least one of the sources of this legend.
If this jade book is related to the pool that entertained the Five Emperors, then what will happen when you arrive there with the jade book? In addition to the part that records the ferocious beasts, this Shanhai Jade Book also has many records of various countries and mountains and rivers. What are the uses of these jade books?
Is it able to control the earth veins, or does it have other functions?
He has to try it himself.
Let's go to Chaoge City to try it next time we offer sacrifices... Is the north of Kunlun Mountain between Huaijiang Mountain and Liusha River where Yingzhao is located? Or is it just below Kunlun Hill? Tsk, I'm old and can't remember clearly...
Wei Yuan laughed at himself and put away the Jade Book of Classic of Mountains and Seas.
He placed the Eight-sided Han Sword with the sheath horizontally in front of his knees.
He closed his eyes slightly and began to practice breathing.
.........…
Ah Xuan was surprised to find that after returning from Mount Ibuki, Master Wei had rarely calmed down.
Every day after waking up in the morning, he would draw talismans to practice, and practice sword in the morning, but the sword would not be unsheathed. The sword-drawing moves were also very simple, but Ah Xuan always felt that the sword was not really cut out.
But because of this, the sword energy and sword force in the scabbard became more and more intense.
On the morning of the fourth day, when practicing sword, Ah Xuan saw that he only slashed halfway with the sword with the scabbard, and a very deep sword mark appeared on the ground, straight as if it was measured with a ruler.
At noon, Master Wei would cook in person.
Ah Xuan ate different dishes for several days in a row, and his favorability towards Master Wei increased again.
Master Wei who didn't make trouble was still very reliable.
At night, he found that Master Wei would just sit in the yard, staring at the stars in a daze, his expression and temperament would become softer, but even at this time, the sword was still placed beside Wei Yuan, the sword body and scabbard, quiet like the starlight under the night sky.
Three days passed quickly.
July 15th.
The Zhongyuan Festival of Taoism, which is also the Yulan Festival of Buddhism, arrived as scheduled.
Ah Xuan was looking at the messages in the mobile phone group. Which nephew went out to perform rituals today? Because of the strong Yin Qi, the Taoist priests in the action group didn't even have a hot meal today. They were busy maintaining the order of ghosts and avoiding collisions between ghosts and living people.
A nephew in the group said that if it weren't for the consideration of decency.
He wanted to compete with ghosts for food.
Take a handful of the offerings.
He was really hungry.
The young Taoist priest had a hard time holding back his laughter. After thinking about it, he sent a picture of a cat head like.
The messages in the group paused for a moment, and then a large number of "Hello, Junior Master Uncle" were immediately swiped.
Then I don't know who sent it first, and soon the group changed.
Junior Master Uncle sent a red envelope.
Junior Master Uncle sent a red envelope.
The young Taoist priest was stunned, scratched his head, and looked at his wallet. There was not much left, so he had to send a big one with a sad face. As a result, it was all snatched up in less than two seconds. The Taoist's magic finger was used by these Taoists like this. Ah Xuan curled his lips and clicked on the red envelope to see who grabbed the most.
Then he saw a picture of a black cat looking up at the stars.
It was my senior brother...
Ah Xuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly scrolled up to see who sent it first, and then saw the familiar black cat avatar again. It was my senior brother who sent the first "little master uncle sent a red envelope". The young Taoist priest's face turned red with anger and gnashed his teeth.
Disrespect for the elderly!
When he was about to send a message with gritted teeth, he heard footsteps. Ah Xuan subconsciously turned his head and looked over, and then was stunned. It was Wei Yuan, but he was not dressed like before. He was actually wearing a simple Taoist robe and straw sandals.
The short hair seemed to have been changed into a long enough to be tied into a Taoist bun by magic.
A yellow scarf was tied around the crook of his left arm.
"Master Wei?"
A Xuan stuttered, "Why did you change into this outfit?"
Wei Yuan said, "The Obon Festival is here, and it's time to give gifts."
A Xuan reacted and said, "Are you going to wear this?"
Wei Yuan nodded, smiled, and said slowly, "They are targeting my Taiping Dao, which means they think that our lineage is easy to bully, and that we don't have any foundation or people who can make a name for ourselves, so they think they can dig us over to be their allies. Therefore, the one who came today is no longer the owner of the museum."
His smile slowly faded, his eyes deep:
"But I am the Seven Shu Yu Shu of Shenzhou, the Taoist Master of Taiping Department."
............
The Obon Festival is a very important festival in Sakurajima.
The temple where the Mogi family is located is different from those temples that have no real practitioners and are only used to deal with ordinary people and tourists. It is the largest temple in Kyoto in the true sense. It is used to exorcise demons and pray for Buddha. It has a high status in history. Many great monks have appeared in the past dynasties.
The dignitaries who know extraordinary practice, and those who are practitioners themselves.
On this day, they will choose to come here instead of the famous temples known by ordinary people, so this hidden ancient temple in the deep mountains has a lot of people today. There are people setting up stalls outside the temple like ordinary temples, but most of them are monks. In addition to the snacks commonly seen in sacrificial activities, they sell things for practitioners.
The eyes of these people fell on the two uninvited guests strangely.
The voice of conversation gradually became lower.
After all, in this place where everyone wears kimonos or hunting clothes, the appearance of Taoist robes from the country of Shenzhou is still a bit eye-catching. One by one, the eyes fell on them. Wei Yuan looked calm, and his straw sandals stepped lightly, while Ah Xuan next to him was a little stiff.
Wei Yuan whispered, "Are you scared?"
The young Taoist pressed his chest and said frankly, "Afraid."
"Then you can stay outside."
"No."
A Xuan shook his head and said, "It is precisely because I am afraid that I cannot let Master Wei face it alone."
"I am also a disciple of Longhu Mountain, a dragon and tiger that dominates the world."
At this time, the two Taoists with different styles of Taoist robes walked to the front of the temple. A monk stopped them and said, "You two are..."
Wei Yuan signaled A Xuan to speak, and the young Taoist stepped forward, saying with a voice like gold and jade clashing:
"Shenzhou, the true cultivator of the Taiping Department, leading the position of the Taiping Taoist Master, came to congratulate."
As the head of the temple family and the current temple master, Mao Mu Qingyan had noticed the two Taoists from Shenzhou early on, but he didn't come out until he heard such a voice, saying, "I didn't expect that it was a fellow cultivator from Shenzhou. Please come in, please come in."
Wei Yuan walked in calmly.
Under the leadership of the monks, they reached the core position.
Surrounded by the children of the big families among the monks of Sakurajima.
Maomu Qingyan introduced Wei Yuan and A Xuan with great enthusiasm, calling them masters of the great sects in Shenzhou. There were Yin-Yang masters around, and the Shinto monks whispered: "I didn't expect that the Maomu family actually had connections with Shenzhou."
"Yeah, I can't tell."
"I should reconsider my relationship with the Maomu family."
Maomu Qingyan was happy and invited Wei Yuan to sit with him. Wei Yuan's eyes were calm and he just said: "No need."
"Here is the gift."
"It's a little light, please forgive me."
With just a flick of his sleeve, the wind control technique was performed, and a square box flew steadily across the temple courtyard and landed in front of Maomu Qingyan in front of the Buddhist hall. He took it with both hands, and then laughed loudly: "Since it is a gift from the Taiping Dao master, I won't care about being rude and open it now."
He opened the box.
The smile on his face slowly solidified.
It was a twisted and shrunken head, but he could still tell who it was.
It was his only son, Mogi Yoshiyuki.
Mogi Aoki opened his mouth, extreme pain and unwillingness attacked his heart, his palms trembled, and he failed to hold the box, and it fell to the ground. In front of the Great Light Tathagata Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall, a head fell a few times, rolled out, and fell to the ground, staring at the Tathagata Buddha statue, and died with his eyes open.
The many Sakurajima monks who were curious about what good things the Taiping Dao monks had sent saw the pickled head in an instant and recognized who it was. For a moment, the atmosphere was instantly suppressed. Ah Xuan was a little scared in his heart. Under a solemn gaze, Wei Yuan reached out, picked up a glass of sake, drank it, and said calmly:
"Your Highness has violated my Shenzhou forbidden land."
"Already executed."
"Send it back."