Chapter 326: The newborn fairy in the east.

"You know, you knew it long ago—" Wen Yu struggled hard and asked in disbelief when their eyes met.

If he knew that his master was Zizhan and that she was Yuanque, then why didn't he tell her along the way? Why didn't he mention it?

Song Linsheng's eyes tightened, and he obviously didn't know how to answer. "I..."

Does he know? Yes he does.

But he couldn't say it, and he didn't dare mention it again.

The moment their eyes met, Wen Yu understood. She immediately stopped struggling and gently pushed Song Linsheng away.

These were the hands she had spent a hundred years wanting to hold again.

So many things happened along the way that she began to wonder if she was too selfish.

Was the decision I made back then just for the result I have now?

The shaking of Gouwu Mountain stopped, and the sandstorms in Muyao Town naturally settled, and it seemed that everything had returned to calm.

But at this time, Wen Yu and the others were all confused in their hearts.

"Wenyu, don't be like this." Zang Ling hugged the man with one hand and gestured for Song Linsheng to stand aside. "If you want to blame someone... blame me."

Song Linsheng glanced at the person in front of him in surprise and doubt, then took a few steps back hesitantly.

Is this still the same Cangling God who is ready to fight after just three sentences and is used to settling everything with his two knives?

Wen Yu slowly raised her eyes and saw Zang Ling clearly in the steaming mist.

"Master is Zizhan." She seemed to have fallen into water, and there was always a sense of separation when she spoke. "Jumang is Zizhan."

The question that Zang Ling asked her at Qipan Pass could finally be answered.

"I know. I know now." Zang Ling's gray hair brushed past, hiding the bloodshot in her eyes. "Back then, we met in the mortal world. I only knew you as Wenyu, and him... as Zizhan."

Wen Yu leaned on Zang Ling's shoulder, silent and quiet, as if listening to someone else's story.

"After you enlightened me and I ascended to heaven, I have been trapped in the Hidden Spirit Immortal Mountain for many years because of my heavy sins of killing."

When talking about the past, even a violent person like Zang Ling couldn't help but choke up.

She once carried too many lives and souls, and it was Wen Yu who dug her out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, taught her martial arts, and let her embark on a different path.

"I didn't know that the current Supreme God Ju Mang is the Zizhan of that time."

Zang Ling hugged Wen Yu, and gently stroked the back of her head with his other hand, as if coaxing a child——

Just as Wen Yu did when he found her in the human world.

"That's why I asked you this question at the Seventh Pass. I wasn't able to tell you the truth sooner." Zang Ling was filled with regret. She really wanted to draw out Fu Xuechun's sword and kill herself twice. "Instead, this doubt has trapped you."

Tears fell like pearls, and Wen Yu couldn't help but think: How many tears does a person have to shed in his life before he can become calm?

"I know." Wen Yu also hugged Zang Ling, and the fragments of memory slowly overlapped with reality. "Li... Zhixian."

This is the common name of the Tibetan spirit.

"You—" Zang Ling's body trembled, and he suddenly took a half step back to look her in the eye for confirmation, "You remembered."

Although she felt weak all over, Wen Yu couldn't help but smile. "You said that on New Year's Eve."

"But..." Zang Ling had a premonition that Wen Yu in front of him must have remembered something at this moment.

She has been waiting for this day ever since she reunited with Wen Yu at Qipan Pass.

But now, it seems that none of that matters anymore. Zang Ling raised his hand to gather the flying hair of the person in front of him and said, "Wenyu, take care."

Wen Yu remained silent for a long while before nodding slightly.

"Xiaoyu--" Song Linsheng put away the Liuyun fan and handed it over.

The Liuyun fan is made of white jade and covered with silk. Its luster is as soft and warm as if it were a piece of cloud taken from the sky.

Wen Yu raised her sleeve to take it and looked at Song Linsheng deeply.

——The newborn fairy in the east, she seems to know who it is.

Since the master became his assistant god, I guess the kites were sent along as well.

Song Linsheng's eyes flickered, and he felt his eyes moist.

It had been too long. He had waited too long for this day.

It wasn't from the time he returned to the divine throne, nor was it the day Song Linsheng died, nor was it even the day Wen Yu fell on Gouwu Mountain, but thousands of years ago -

It all started when he woke up among some lotus plants, wandered aimlessly in a cold pond in the far east for a long time, and then suddenly picked up some kites one day.

If you think about it carefully, he and Xiaoyu only met seven times from beginning to end, and they were all so-called chance encounters that he deliberately created. In the eighth chapter, when he rushed to Gouwu Mountain full of expectations, he heard the news of her death.

It took a lot of effort to get to where we are today.

But before, there was Zizhan between him and Xiaoyu, and now it was even more...

Seeing the two of them just staring at each other without saying a word, Fengdu became anxious and hurriedly advised, "Xiao Meng, Emperor Taihao is also—"

"Shut up." Jiang Qi was afraid that Fengdu, the outspoken fellow, would say something hurtful, so he quickly stopped him and whispered, "Wenyu, don't worry, there is definitely room for reversal in the matter of Lord Jumang..."

After some hesitation, she still called out "Wen Yu".

She felt a little regretful, wondering if the word "Yuan Que" had caused trouble for Wen Yu when they first met at Gouwu Mountain.

Wen Yu responded and looked over, also noticing that Jiang Qi's way of addressing her had changed.

——Are you afraid that she won’t be able to accept it?

But she understood that these were beyond Jiang Qi's control. Wen Yu sighed, "Thank you for your hard work over the years, Anzhi."

"Wenyu..." Jiang Qi was about to say something when he suddenly realized, "What did you call me?"

Her real name is Jiang Qi, and her courtesy name is Anzhi.

However, very few people knew about this. The common people on earth called her Hou Tu Niangniang, the King of Hell in the Reincarnation Department called her Tai Ao, and the people in the underworld worshipped her as the King of Youdu.

Even Fengdu used to call her "Senior Sister" all day long and rarely called her by her name.

Only Yuan Que always called her by her name, Anzhi.

When she left Youdu, she went to Dushuo Mountain to pursue Meng Po, who worked in the reincarnation department. That's why she failed to discover the unusual movements in Zhongzhou and the ground fissure in Gouwu Mountain in time.

It was Yuan Que who gave up all his cultivation and took responsibility for the cause and effect for her, in exchange for eternal peace and tranquility in the Three Realms and Six Paths.

Therefore, she later returned to Gouwu Mountain, where she closed her five senses, suppressed the earth veins, and protected Yuanque's divine power, just to repay the debt she owed back then.

Jiang Qi's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Wen Yu, who was smiling gently in front of him, in disbelief.

She was very sure that Wen Yu was Yuan Que, really Yuan Que.

"Just call me Yuan Que if you want." Wen Yu smiled casually, as if he didn't care at all.

Anyway, a name is just a symbol. No matter how you call it, it cannot change the essence of a person.

"Ayu, do you want to be Yuanque?"

"Then Ah Yu will just be Ah Yu."

The master's words were still ringing in her ears. He wanted her to just be A Yu.

Then she would go up and ask whether her master wanted to be Ju Mang or Zizhan.

"Now that the danger has been resolved, you can all leave on your own." Wen Yu took a deep breath, calming down considerably. "There's no need to persuade me any further. I'm going to go back to the Hook Wu Mountain."

"You can't go up, Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng's eyes were full of heartache, but he still told the truth.

Wen Yu was shocked when he heard this and looked at Song Linsheng strangely, wondering why he was so sure.

"Danqing." Song Linsheng didn't explain much, just called out in a low voice.

The tacit understanding formed by years of following made Dan Qing understand immediately, and he immediately turned into a dragon and flew away through the clouds, heading straight for Gouwu Mountain.

But when he was halfway there, he was blocked by a powerful green light. This happened several times but he was unable to break through the barrier.

"It's a barrier." Dan Qing had no choice but to turn back. "Jumang Jun... he must have anticipated that Wen Yu Jun would..."

He has always been flamboyant and never scruples about what he says or does, but when facing Wen Yu at this moment, Dan Qing restrained himself a lot.

I never thought that Wen Yujun would be the legendary Yuanque God.

Although he had never seen its true appearance, he had often heard this name since he followed his master.

It turned out to be...her.

"Why don't you want to see me?" Wen Yu seemed to have been drained of all her strength, no longer as hysterical as before, "I haven't even had the chance to call you Zizhan..."

Whether in the past or now, he never asked for anything, just a name, and she couldn't do it.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyu." At this point, Song Linsheng had nothing to hide. "Zizhan... his life is safe. He can leave the mountain once the evil spirit in Qin Longgu has been dispelled."

On that day at Broken Cloud, he only said that Xiaoyu's cultivation was unstable, her spiritual power was gradually weakening, and she had fainting symptoms from time to time, and that her soul, which was placed under Gouwu Mountain, must be retrieved.

But he didn't mention that he would have to pay such a huge price behind this.

Song Linsheng couldn't help but sneer. In front of Zizhan, he was always so self-deprecating, mean and selfish.

The chess game four hundred years ago seemed to be a draw, but in fact he lost.

He will never be as good as Zizhan.

"Are you serious?" Wen Yu asked with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"It's just..." Song Linsheng nodded affirmatively, but said helplessly, "When he comes out depends entirely on when he figures it out."

Rather than suppressing Gouwu Mountain, it would be more accurate to say that his move was to trap himself.

Zizhan did this because he couldn't face Xiaoyu, or Song Linsheng? Or...himself?

Wen Yu turned his head and looked up at the top of Gouwu Mountain, falling into endless silence.

During her trip to Central Continent, she had been thinking about resolving these matters quickly, so that she could rush back to the Spring Temple to report to her master, and then talk to him about the people and things she met along the way, and what she had learned and how she had improved.

Now it seems that it is impossible.

Zizhan, everything is just like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of being a butterfly.

Is it Wen Yu or Yuan Que? She will find the answer.

"I want to go back to the Temple of Spring." Wen Yu took a few deep breaths and said solemnly.

The master said Chi Huang was eating grass at home, but she didn't believe it.

Perhaps the master was afraid that Chi Huang might say something wrong if he didn't keep his mouth shut, so he deliberately didn't let him come with him.

To find out what is going on here, we must find Chi Huang and ask him clearly.

Ming Kun stood shoulder to shoulder with Wen Yu. He didn't know how Ju Mang became her master, but there must be a cause for every effect. "I'll go with you—"

Wen Yu tilted her head to look at Ming Kun. The green spot between his eyebrows was very beautiful, making his whole appearance look elegant and otherworldly.

How did Ming Kun, Yuan Que's natal sword, transform into a hairpin and come to her side?

The vague truth seemed to be right before Wen Yu's eyes, like looking at flowers in the fog or the moon in the water, which could be seen from afar but not be real.

Wen Yu lowered her head to look at the gilded ball hanging around her waist. Song Linsheng said that Wen Zhong was stranded in the mortal world and he found her. What about Ming Kun?

Is it all just a coincidence?

No, Wen Yu always felt something was wrong.

The little fish lantern she had just seen in her memory was clearly seen in Jiangyang Mansion, and the person who gave Mingkun to her in Jiangyang Mansion was—

Mu Tong.