Chapter 330 First Release "It is Mu Tong."...

The clouds were silent, the cranes were crying, and the scenery on Chengyun Rock remained unchanged for thousands of years, but Yu Chang's expression kept changing.

Originally, he thought that what he was about to say was shocking enough, but now that Wen Yu opened his mouth, Yu Chang's mood became more complicated than ever before.

"I said, Master is Zizhan." Wen Yu looked at Yu Chang, confused, feeling something was amiss. "You know that too, don't you?"

It took him several days to barely confirm his guess, but it only took Yu Chang a moment to accept what Wen Yu said.

After all, something like that had happened before, and since Ju Mang was Zizhan, he was not surprised at all.

"That's not what I want to say." Yu Chang's smile was pale, his face was bloodless.

He suddenly felt angry and amused. Some people did this because they thought they were selfless and great.

A surge of jealousy even surpassed his original admiration. Yu Chang said with hatred: "What I want to say is that your master, Ju Mang-jun, he-"

"Yu Chang, you can't say it!" Chi Huang used all his strength to knock Guan Lan away with his horns. "You can't say it!"

This is really the most I can do. Guan Lan raised his saliva-covered hands in surrender and looked at Yu Chang innocently. This bull is really powerful.

Having said that, he originally thought that Yu Chang just liked Wen Yu, but he didn't expect that there was such a connection between the two.

It’s no wonder that Yu Chang was unwilling to go back to the banks of the Yuan River with him. Maybe... achieving great things was not what he wanted.

Can Yu Chang not be the White Dragon King and just be Yu Wushi?

Guan Lan's mind was in a tizzy, while Wen Yu just realized that Chi Huang had been covered by his mouth.

His body was tied up with several bamboo strips, making him unable to move at all, and the light blue marks on them... were Zizhan's divine power.

"Liuyun, go!" Wen Yu shouted softly, and the Liuyun fan on his waist moved accordingly.

This Liuyun fan is Zizhan's magic weapon, so it can naturally control his power.

In a blink of an eye, Chi Huang, who had been freed, rushed to Wen Yu and raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Don't listen to him—"

But Yu Chang would never shut up just because of a few words from him. Gods emphasize restraining their instincts, while demons pursue releasing their nature.

I can’t say this, I can’t say that, what’s the point of holding it in?

"Your master, Lord Ju Mang, is Mu Tong." Yu Chang said quickly.

Even someone as arrogant as Yu Chang had to admit defeat, because he had never seen anyone like Ju Mang, he really had never seen anyone like him...

Wen Yu suddenly grabbed Chi Huang's hand and looked at Yu Chang with wide eyes, "Mu Tong..."

Jiangyang Prefecture, Mu Tong; Duanyunbian, Ju Mang; Chengyunyan, Zizhan.

The fragmented memories are like pearls, and the small fish lamp in Wen Yu's hand is like a thread, connecting all the past events and presenting them completely before her.

It seems both unexpected and reasonable.

"That's right, Mu Tong." Yu Chang answered affirmatively.

Although he was just guessing at first, Chi Huang's big reaction now just happened to confirm this point.

Mu Tong, Shepherd Boy, Mu Tong, it can be said that the answer has always been on the riddle.

Ju Mang is Mu Tong, the shepherd boy he and Wen Yu met at the Wutong Ancestral Temple on Houchun Mountain, and Zizhan, who secretly loves Wen Yu, the Wutong tree, in his heart.

Yu Chang's eyes flickered, and he couldn't tell where this inexplicable feeling of shame came from.

If compared with Ju Mang, he is probably not even one-tenth or one-twelfth as good as him, and of course he feels ashamed of himself.

The slight resentment in his heart disappeared the moment he heard Wen Yu say that Ju Mang was Zizhan.

Since Zizhan can do this, he should let himself go.

Like a sudden thunderclap and ripples in spring water, Wen Yu's heart could no longer be calm. She was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

Mu Tong.

It was Lord Mu who always gave her all kinds of new things in life, Lord Mu who showed up to help Song Linsheng whenever he encountered trouble in official business, and Lord Mu who gave her a hairpin during the Shangsi Festival.

"Ming Kun!" Wen Yu suddenly woke up and called out hurriedly.

Ming Kun drew his sword in response, and the long sword, as clear as the wind and as thin as the frost blade, immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Yu Chang and Guan Lan didn't know the inside story, so they didn't react much. But Chi Huang, who knew the truth, had his eyes lit up, "It's the sword Ming Kun!"

Wenyu got Mingkun.

"Is it really Zizhan who collected the fragments and reshaped the Mingkun sword?" Wen Yu grabbed Chi Huang's wrist and forced him to answer directly.

On the way to Chengyun Mountain, Mingkun had explained everything to her one by one.

After she died that year, he also decided to die, and then scattered the sword between heaven and earth, never planning to see it again.

Someone collected his fragments and reshaped the sword for him.

Who could this person be?

That depends on who disguised it as an ordinary hairpin and gave it to Wen Yu.

Perhaps, the fact that Chi Huang could recognize Ming Kun at a glance is the answer itself.

The silver bracelet on his arm jingled, just like Chi Huang's heart was beating fast. His round eyes were always innocent, and he was not good at lying.

If the God was here, he would really like to ask him face to face what can and cannot be said?

"Chi Huang, you and I have been together in the Spring Temple for thousands of years." Wen Yu's eyes sparkled with tears, and the corners of her eyes were crimson. "How could you have the heart to hide this from me?"

Ever since she became the master's disciple, she and Chi Huang have been inseparable from each other day and night. Is it impossible for her to get a word of truth from him?

"I didn't mean to hide it from you, but..." Chi Huangyi was anxious and held Wen Yu's shoulders with his backhand, "When you secretly went down to the mortal world, the God King didn't stop you after he knew about it."

He simply said everything he could and couldn't say. As long as he could resolve Wen Yu's emotional knot, he would go and apologize to the God.

"I thought the Divine Lord had a plan to deal with this, but I didn't expect that the plan was to transform one-fifth of his divine consciousness into a mortal named Mu Tong to accompany you."

Even today, Chi Huang still finds it unbelievable when he talks about this past event.

If the same thing happened to him, even if the God had a protective heart, I'm afraid he wouldn't go to such lengths.

"I'm going through all this trouble just so I can keep track of the situation and keep an eye on you."

That was five parts of divine consciousness, not a puppet created by spiritual power or magic, but a real half of Lord Ju Mang.

Chi Huang thought so in his heart, but couldn't bear to say it out loud. After all, Wen Yu, the fire stick, must be in great pain at this moment, so how could he add fuel to the fire?

"No wonder..." Wen Yu's steps softened and she almost fell.

No wonder she asked Lord Mu to look for her brother, and then her master came to her house and called himself Wen Song.

No wonder Lord Mu would rush to rescue her and Song Linsheng whenever they were imprisoned.

No wonder no one heard of Lord Mu later, and even the Black and White Impermanence's fate books could not find any trace of him.

It turns out that Mu Tong is the master. It turns out that there is no such thing as coincidence in this world. If you feel that the road is smooth, you should think about who has cleared the mud for you.

Wen Yu murmured, "Master Mu...Master..."

When she was at the edge of Broken Cloud, she heard Song Linsheng say that only 50% of his master's consciousness was left. She didn't know why at first, but now she thought, could something have happened to Mu Tong?

"Then after I ascend, Mu Tong and he--" Wen Yu reacted and asked hurriedly.

How did he disappear in front of everyone in Jiangyang Mansion?

Chi Huang was heartbroken and dared not look Wen Yu in the eye again. "What's the point of ascending to heaven?"

He had never said these words before, but now he had nothing to hide.

"You have indeed accumulated considerable merit in the mortal world, and as a result, in the 26th year of Huining, you attracted heavenly thunder." Chi Huang paused for a moment, but had to continue, "This is what you think of as transcending tribulations and ascending to heaven."

Counting the date, it was the year Song Lin was born and died.

Wen Yu's body stiffened, her eyes filled with disbelief. She had thought about it, but she had never dared to admit it.

The bizarre fire in Guanwuyuan that year was not an ordinary accident, but her disaster.

It was she who harmed Song Linsheng.

"Then, then what does this have to do with Mu Tong..." Wen Yu asked in a trembling voice.

It seemed that the answer was right in front of her, but she couldn't see it clearly, like looking at flowers in the fog or the moon in the water.

Chi Huang's brows knitted together, his face filled with reluctance. "You have perfected your virtues, but your cultivation is still shallow. The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation would strike so early, and even the Divine Lord could not foresee it, and therefore could not take precautions early."

Her original form was a green phoenix tree. Being forged by heavenly thunder and fire as the calamity for her ascension was suitable, but also painful.

"Mu Tong, as the incarnation of one-fifth of the Divine Lord's spiritual consciousness, should have waited for the Divine Lord to come and help you." Chi Huang closed his eyes and really couldn't say the next words.

At that time, he was traveling with the God and preparing for the new year's farming, and was not in the Temple of Spring.

"But he actually developed emotions and spontaneously protected you from the disaster." Speaking of this incident, Chi Huang still feels extremely surprised.

Even though Mu Tong was one-fifth of the Divine Lord's divine consciousness, there was still a distinction between the main body and the appendage. He actually developed his own opinions and did not report the matter to the Divine Lord.

Chi Huang looked at Wen Yu's increasingly pale face and tried to keep his tone calm. "As a result, five parts of the Divine Lord's consciousness were scattered, and there is no possibility of reunion."

But when Mu Tong's soul was scattered and the God felt something, his first reaction was not that he would be seriously injured, but that he was worried about whether Wen Yu could survive this disaster safely.

After all, the God has always only cared about Wen Yu.

"What did you say..." Wen Yu's whole body went limp and he almost lost strength in his hands.

"Wenyu." Yu Chang supported the man and took the small fish lantern in his hand, reminding him, "This is...he left it for you."

Before leaving, although Ju Mang did not say it explicitly, he also said that he wanted to give this small fish lantern to Yu Chang to play with, but the latter knew exactly who it should be given to.

Ju Mang told Yu Chang the truth about what happened in the past, and Yu Chang was willing to fulfill his wish.

Wen Yu barely came back to her senses, gave Yu Chang a hurried and grateful look, and then anxiously checked whether the small fish lamp was damaged.

As my fingertips stroked every fish scale on it, it seemed to still retain the warmth of the person who wrote it.

She tried her best to focus on the fish lantern in front of her so that she could pretend not to hear what Chi Huang said.

Mu Tong is one-fifth of his master's spiritual consciousness. Perhaps it is not that he has any emotions at all, but since he separated from his master's body, protecting her has been Mu Tong's instinct.

Was the silver wrapped in red cloth left at the entrance of Linyuan meant for her? Why didn't he hand it over to her personally that day?

How could Chi Huang not know what she was thinking, but trying to cover his ears and steal the bell was just deceiving himself.

"It's easy to overcome the tribulation of life, but it's hard to get rid of the tribulation of love. The God took the punishment of the heavenly thunder in your tribulation of life, but you never got over the tribulation of love."

Wen Yu turned her head in surprise. She didn't understand what this meant.

"There is no statue of you in the Temple of the Gods. This is the reason..."

Those who have ascended to heaven in the past would be recorded in the Temple of the Gods, but he had been there several times and had never found the statue of Wen Yu.

Her life tribulation has passed, but her love tribulation has not yet ended, so it cannot be considered that she has completely attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

For this purpose, he made inquiries from many sources and sought out many immortal friends to verify whether the news was true, and the answers he got were all the same.

"Why... didn't you tell me earlier?" Wen Yu murmured.

She had no intention of blaming Chi Huang, but just wondered if the outcome would have been different if she had known earlier.

On the day Song Linsheng died, she went to the Inn of Rebirth in order to trace his whereabouts and did not care much about the affairs of the human world.

She had no idea that Mu Tong was her master, and she had no idea that he would go to such lengths for her.

"When my mother, Lord Qingsi, sent me to the Spring Temple, you... Lord Yuanque had already passed away, and Lord Jumang had always been a solitary person."

The more Chi Huang spoke, the more heartbroken he became, tears already streaming down his face. Even his mount, who accompanied him day and night, didn't know about these things. How did the God Lord survive all by himself?

"Later, he accepted you as his disciple at the Wutong Ancestral Temple. I just thought it was a chance encounter."

He even seriously thought that Wen Yu was just an ordinary firewood stick in Houchun Mountain.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect..." Chi Huang looked deeply at Wen Yu in front of him, "I didn't expect you to be..."

When the God transformed into Mu Tong, he might not have realized anything yet.

When the God Lord sat at the edge of Broken Cloud for several days and finally decided to send Wen Yu to Gouwu Mountain to quell the rebellion, he had a slight realization.

When the God Lord chose to retreat on Chengyun Mountain, he read over and over the notebook that recorded the effects of Qinlong bones, and even started making fish lanterns...

He suddenly understood what was going on.

"I am Yuan Que." Even Wen Yu was surprised when he said these words.

Until now, she no longer thought about denying that she was Yuan Que.

"Once I figure this out, I'll know what choice the Divine Lord will make." Chi Huang glanced at the rising and falling sea of ​​clouds outside. That was Ju Mang's favorite place to sit in meditation. "I thought about stopping him, and I thought about going with him, but I didn't expect—"

"I didn't expect that he would tie you up here." Yu Chang finally understood why Ju Mang wanted to keep Chi Huang.

If Huang Tong had been ordered to go, Wen Yu would probably have heard these words earlier.

Yu Chang suddenly felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have hit him in the Temple of Spring.

But why did Ju Mang do this?