Chapter 324 First Release "Once upon a time, on Chengyun Mountain. ...

Wen Yu had never seen him behave like this before, and it could even be said that he was a little aggressive.

But after he said that, Wen Yu suddenly remembered, "Master, why did you suddenly come out of seclusion..."

Her voice became lower and lower, and she was even afraid to ask out loud. When she was at the edge of the broken cloud, she clearly heard her master's consciousness... only 50% remained.

The master who was supposed to be in seclusion now appeared thousands of miles away on Gouwu Mountain. Was his seclusion over, or...

The ribbon fluttered, obscuring the emotion in Ju Mang's eyes. When he raised his gaze again, his expression was calm and composed. "I wonder if I should address you as Emperor... or Song Linsheng?"

A strange silence spread, making it hard to tell whether it was a joke or a confrontation.

Song Linsheng was stunned for a moment, as if he was really stumped by the question.

Wen Yu, who was caught in the middle, was a little at a loss. His master was the assistant god of Emperor Taihao, and their friendship that had lasted for thousands of years shouldn't be so tense.

"What about you? Are you Ju Mang, or..." He sighed in his heart and asked back.

But Ju Mang didn't give him a chance to finish and interrupted him immediately, "Ayu, stay aside."

Wen Yu didn't expect her master to say this suddenly, and she was unable to react for a while. She originally wanted to hear what Song Linsheng would say next.

But Song Linsheng actually fell silent and stopped talking.

"Master has taken care of this matter for you." Ju Mang tapped Wen Yu's shoulder lightly, rescuing her from the stalemate, and then turned his palm to control the keel of the zither in his own hand.

Master's cultivation was naturally many levels higher than hers, but Wen Yu was not worried. What she cared about most at the moment was another matter.

Wen Yu knew that once she asked the question, she would be facing something that was beyond her control, but she had hesitated and struggled for so long that she was really eager to find the answer.

When facing others, she could still hold herself together, but in front of her master, she really didn't want to hide it anymore -

"Master, Ayu has something to ask you."

Seeing his master turn his head slightly, Wen Yu finally gathered up the courage to ask, "Who is Yuan Que? Me...?"

"Ayu, do you want to be Yuanque?" Ju Mang didn't seem surprised by her question and just asked softly.

Why didn't Master ask her who Yuan Que was...

Unless, Master also knows Yuan Que, Master also recognizes Yuan Que.

Wen Yu didn't know how to answer. Could it be that she could do it if she wanted to and not do it if she didn't want to?

But compared to this, she was more concerned about the fact that it turned out that not only Zang Ling, Yu Chang, and Tai Ai had a past relationship with Yuan Que, but also Master...

Lifting his sleeve to stroke the top of Wen Yu's hair, Ju Mang seemed to see a new bud growing vigorously in her. "Then Ah Yu will just be Ah Yu."

Be the A-yu with branches stretching out in the mountains of late spring, be the A-yu who is free and unfettered in the Temple of Spring, be the A-yu whose heart moves freely and without worries.

"You just need to remember that everyone has his own path. As for the only path, the right path, it does not exist." Ju Mang's expression was extremely serious and solemn.

He didn't want Wen Yu to be trapped in the so-called righteous path and the so-called ascension, nor did he want her to be forever controlled by the righteousness and the people of the world.

It was true that he wanted her to come to Central China to quell the rebellion, but it was also because of his selfish motives.

Wen Yu was slightly startled when she heard her master say—

"Ayu, walk your own path."

Master...did not answer her. Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled in disbelief.

Because sometimes, no answer seems to be another answer.

Her heart sank, and she tried to find her voice again while trembling, "Then Ah Yu asks Master, who is... Zizhan?"

"Ah Yu, remember what Master said." Ju Mang's eyes moved, but he answered the question irrelevantly, "No matter what the future holds, you can choose to just be Ah Yu."

Once is a coincidence, twice may not be. The master's avoidance of the question clearly reveals something strange.

"Master..." Wen Yu's mind was in a mess. Even though he realized something was wrong, he couldn't find the problem immediately.

Ju Mang's smile deepened, and with a turn of his wrist, he effortlessly repelled the mud debris that tried to entangle Fengdu again. However, he did not rush to fill the gap with the zither's keel, but just held it in his hand.

Even though the earth was shaking and the mountains were trembling, he did not show any sign of panic.

Without the powerful soul suppression and the magic weapon like the Qinlonggu to fill the gap, the earthquakes caused by the cracking of the underground spiritual veins became more and more intense, with the momentum of the sun and moon changing color and the world turning upside down.

He seemed to be waiting for something, perhaps an opportunity.

The ground was shaking so much that even Wen Yu couldn't stand steadily. "Master, you..."

Ming Kun narrowed his eyes, and something bright flashed in his eyes.

Although I don't know how he became Wen Yu's master, if Ju Mang takes action, this matter may be accomplished.

However, there was no time to think about it at this moment. He immediately turned into a sword and inserted it into the ground so that Wen Yu could hold it for leverage.

The cold wind was like a blade, breaking in from the cracks in the mountain from all sides, and killing everyone mercilessly under the huge shock.

"What is Lord Ju Mang doing?" Dan Qing stopped the sand and dust that was blown up by the wind and asked with difficulty, opening his eyes.

Isn’t the most important thing now to seal the zither’s dragon bones into the earth veins? If it’s any later, they will probably all be buried in Gouwu Mountain.

Fengdu, who had just escaped from underground, was also puzzled. "Could it be that sealing the earth veins doesn't require the so-called harp dragon bones?"

After all, no one knows how to seal the earth veins. Perhaps... besides the zither keel, there is another method?

Wen Yu tightly grasped Ming Kun's sword hilt, not understanding what the person in front of him was waiting for.

The master stood straight, his green robe fluttering in the wind, rustling like a waving flag.

In the past, this flag always gave people a sense of direction and hope, but now she was a little confused.

"Come back——" Ju Mang's voice was as soft as water, but no one knew who he was calling.

But Wenyu clearly saw a ray of green light burst out from the ground, and then rushed into her body almost without hesitation.

Wen Yu suddenly closed her eyes. In her current condition, she was unable to resist such a fierce killing force.

But the sound of the wind in my ears became louder and I could hear screams, but there was no pain as I had expected.

On the contrary, in an instant, the originally exhausted spiritual platform was filled to the brim, even more abundant than before.

But before she could be happy, the stagflation brought about by the powerful force also made her extremely painful.

She was temporarily unable to control this divine power that came from nowhere, and she felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife and her head was splitting.

"Xiaoyu!" Seeing that her eyes were red from holding her breath, Song Linsheng quickly turned some ice-blue snow into pieces and dropped them into his palm to cool Wenyu down.

Protecting the person in front of him, Song Linsheng turned to look at Ju Mang——

He...did it after all.

"What happened?" Faced with the sudden change, Fengdu also looked solemn.

At this moment, not only did he lose the mood to joke, he couldn't help but blame himself.

It was all because of him that Xiao Meng was implicated.

Jiang Qi looked surprised, but he seemed to understand all this. "There's no reason why Gouwu Mountain can be suppressed by just the qin dragon bone..."

"Why? Why are you talking about this?" Fengdu glanced at the zither's keel still held in Ju Mang's hand, and had some vague guesses.

Repeated attempts have shown that the zither's dragon bone was made by the great demon Kui Xuan, and its evil nature is difficult to change. It must be tamed by a divine being and sealed underground.

Zang Ling was in a state of confusion. She couldn't tell if she was more happy or more hesitant at the moment. "Because what was originally sealed underground was..."

"It's Wen Yu, which is the divine power of Yuan Que as you call it." Ming Kun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

Since he awakened, he no longer wanted to talk about many things in the past, but this day finally came.

"Are you serious?" Fengdu was struck by lightning.

According to Ming Kun, Xiao Meng, who had been working at the Rebirth Inn all day for the past century, was actually...

No wonder Tai Hao came to his Netherworld Palace for tea as soon as he returned to his position, and even asked about Xiao Meng's whereabouts by name.

No wonder Anzhi is so protective of Xiao Meng, whom he has never met in theory.

No wonder the usually unruly Zang Ling patiently followed Xiao Meng.

"Of course I take it seriously." Jiang Qi's expression changed again and again, but he could not get rid of the sadness between his brows.

A hundred years ago, she traveled here. In addition to the vibration of her spiritual veins, she also discovered that the soul of Yuan Que was underneath, and it was showing signs of dissipating. That's why she used her own body to seal Gouwu Mountain.

All he wanted was to preserve Yuan Que's only remaining divine power in the world as much as possible.

"Back then, she lost all her cultivation and perished here," Zang Ling spoke slowly, as if being dragged back to Gouwu Mountain at that time. "Most of her spirit transformed into wind and rain, spilling into the human world, becoming flowers, trees, mountains, and rivers."

When she arrived, Yuan Que was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing it return to Wen Yu's body, Ming Kun couldn't tell whether he was relieved or even more nervous, "--There is only this one remaining strand."

After Wen Yu died, he closed his consciousness and left, and the sword was scattered throughout the five directions of heaven and earth. He never intended to come back.

It is unknown who collected these fragments, reforged them and sent them to Wen Yu.

This time in Gouwu Mountain, he must have sensed Wen Yu's power, which prompted him to reappear in the world. In this way, everything becomes clear.

But who are these hands behind the scenes pushing us forward?

Ming Kun's eyes turned and his gaze fell on Ju Mang, whose green robe was fluttering.

"Then..." Fengdu, who had always been in charge of the Nether Palace, was now at a loss. "What about Xiao Meng? Lord Ju Mang?"

Jiang Qi half-closed his eyes, hiding the depth in his pupils.

The spiritual veins of Gouwu Mountain in Zhongzhou, which is related to the safety of the five lands, are shaking. In the past, it was Yuan Que who sacrificed himself, then it was her, it was Fengdu, and now -

She seemed to guess what Ju Mang was going to do.

As everyone talked, Wen Yu finally understood the origin of this Yuanque.

It turns out that the fall of the ancient true gods did not necessarily mean they died in a war.

Wen Yu had a splitting headache, and it was impossible to figure out any clues. "Master——"

"Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng's brows were tightly knitted together, revealing a look of confusion that was difficult to conceal.

When they were at the edge of the clouds, Ju Mang said he had his own way.

Could this be the solution he came up with after being in seclusion for so long?

He looked back at Ju Mang deeply, and stopped Wen Yu as if he had made up his mind, "Xiao Yu!"

"Master, what are you doing!" Wen Yu knelt on one knee, supporting his forehead with one hand and holding Ming Kun's sword tightly with the other.

The master wanted to seal Gouwu Mountain, but took out the dragon bone of the zither instead. What will he use to suppress the underground spiritual vein?

Wen Yu shook his head, trying to get out of the chaos in his mind, "Song Linsheng! Stop Master!"

"Jumang! You——" Song Linsheng struggled for a while, but he couldn't convince himself to let him go. "Stop——"

He only had five percent of his consciousness left, and now he was seriously injured and hadn't recovered yet. Why did he come here instead of going into seclusion?

Ju Mang's eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, as if the shaking rocks and noisy voices around him had no effect on him at all. He was as elusive as pieces of light blue clouds.

"Ayu."

He glanced at Song Linsheng lightly, then turned his eyes past him and his gaze fell softly on Wen Yu.

"Once upon a time, on Chengyun Rock, you said that the newborn fairy in the east was very beautiful, but she was quiet and a bit withdrawn."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yu was stunned and stood there. She didn't care about the pain in her body and just stared at Ju Mang.

The words the master said were both familiar and unfamiliar, and she couldn't remember a single fragment related to them.

He was clearly calling Ah Yu, but Wen Yu couldn't help but doubt——

Is the Master really speaking these words to her?