Chapter 140 Jiang Ziya Returns to the Human World: The Hundred and Forty-Fourth Chapter of Making Games...
As is widely known, the first game in the world was born in Wuzhuang Temple, and many other games that have emerged intermittently since then are also related to Wuzhuang Temple.
Among them, Yuan Yi, the Great Immortal who created many games, is even more famous in the prehistoric world.
If anyone could take Jiang Ziya away through a game right under the sage's nose, then it would be none other than Venerable Yuanyi.
The game interface of "Investiture of the Gods" also gave Nezha and Yang Jian face, and the progress of the side quest in the game was refreshed again after the two gave their answers.
"Of course we have to go to Wuzhuang Temple to find out!"
Nezha and Yang Jian arrived at the Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain. Fortunately, the title of Kunlun disciple was indeed useful in this prehistoric world. After introducing themselves, they were led into the temple by Qingfeng and Mingyue.
As soon as Nezha entered the village, he was treated as the center of attention. A dozen or so teenagers came and went like clouds, coming and going, staying at a distance to surround Nezha and Yang Jian.
"So this is what the Spirit Pearl looks like when it transforms into human form. It's quite beautiful."
"What do you mean by turning into human form? This is called reincarnation. He's no longer a bead, but a human being."
The group of teenagers pretended not to care as they passed by, but their whispers still reached Nezha and Yang Jian's ears without missing a single word.
It turns out they were all old acquaintances of Lingzhuzi.
Nezha pondered for a moment and finally remembered that his master had mentioned that he had spent some time at Wuzhuang Temple in his previous life. No wonder the scenery and people here looked so familiar.
However, there were just too many people surrounding him, and the attempt to hide it was rather pointless.
Nezha turned around, his crimson Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) wrapped around his waist, making him look incredibly dashing. He put one hand on his hip and swept it across his face from left to right: "I'm not called Ling Zhu Zi anymore, I'm called Nezha."
"Lingzhuzi can talk!" This was the cry of a little phoenix.
More people swarmed forward, openly surrounding Nezha: "Nezha, long time no see! Are you back to continue studying at Wuzhuang Temple?"
Nezha met one after another, and soon he was surrounded by this group of young men and women, deviating from his original route. They said they would take him to see the place where he used to stay at Wuzhuang Temple.
Nezha was naturally very happy to have so many friends all of a sudden, and he didn't even notice that Yang Jian and Qingfeng Mingyue had gotten separated from him.
Then a voice rang out from the crowd: "Nezha? Isn't that the one who fought with Ao Bing back then? How come the reincarnation of Lingzhu still wants to fight with Ao Bing? They're really close."
"Yes, that's right. It was under this tree that Zhu Zi and Ao Bing fought, and Zhu Zi even gave Ao Bing two bumps."
Nezha listened with great interest to the stories that had happened in the past, but these words took on a completely different meaning when they reached the ears of another person involved.
Ao Bing, who had just come out of the classroom, first saw Nezha, who had caused him to be arrested and sent to Wuzhuang Temple for extra lessons, and then his friends brought up the painful past when he was chased and beaten by Lingzhuzi.
In an instant, old and new grudges surged into his heart. He no longer cared about his image, picked up a stone from the ground, and smashed it towards Nezha's head.
This move used Ao Bing's full strength and was sure to leave Nezha with a big bump, which would finally vent his anger.
Ao Bing's stone passed smoothly and accurately, but just before it reached Nezha's head, a black light leaped up from the ground.
A slender figure ran from Nezha's direction to Ao Bing's front. It turned out to be a gray-black greyhound, and coincidentally, the dog was carrying the stone that Ao Bing had just thrown in its mouth.
The dog's tail was wagging rapidly as it obediently spat the stone at Ao Bing's feet, then nudged it with its front paws, as if it wanted to do it again.
It turns out that the Celestial Hound had taken Ao Bing's angry throw as something amusing.
"Xiaotian, don't be rude." While Ao Bing was completely bewildered and unsure of what to do next, Yang Jian came forward first to apologize to Xiaotian for his behavior.
This shout made Nezha notice Ao Bing behind him, and he immediately contacted his other newly acquainted friends and abandoned them, flying away on his Wind Fire Wheels.
"Ao Bing, so you're here! No wonder I couldn't find you in the East Sea!"
This was the first time Nezha had met Ao Bing since their parting at Chentang Pass, and he immediately patted Ao Bing on the back to show his enthusiasm.
Then, realizing that he was still shorter than Ao Bing, he subtly floated his Wind Fire Wheels upwards again. When they were almost equal in rank, he pulled Ao Bing and Yang Jian aside to introduce themselves.
"So, you've come to see Lord Yuanyi? But Lord Yuanyi's ginseng fruit tree is in the exact opposite direction from his classroom, so how did you get here!"
After hearing the purpose of their visit, Ao Bing was greatly puzzled as to how anyone could get lost in the Wuzhuang Temple.
"Alright, since Lord Yuanyi has let you in, then come with me to pay your respects to him."
At this moment, Nezha, remembering the important matter, smiled sheepishly, but soon he confidently pulled Ao Bing to continue discussing Wuzhuang Temple and what they had done since they left over the years.
Yang Jian's opinion of Wuzhuang Temple rose even higher. Their methods of training disciples were almost on par with those of Kunlun Mountain disciples. Wuzhuang Temple was truly a hidden force.
"This is the place. I only asked Uncle Hongyun for a quarter of an hour's leave. Now you can go in and pay your respects to the master. After this matter is settled, come to the East Sea to find me, and I will definitely treat you well."
After saying that, Ao Bing hurriedly continued on his way to the classroom. Only Nezha and Yang Jian were left looking at each other in bewilderment, while the woman in green under the tree had already seen the two of them and nodded slightly to Nezha and Yang Jian: "You've come."
"Senior knew we were coming to Wuzhuang Temple?" Yang Jian asked subconsciously, but quickly realized that the "Investiture of the Gods" game in his hand was created by Lord Yuan Yi in front of him, and Yuan Yi was naturally the most familiar with the tasks and settings in the game.
Visiting Wuzhuang Temple is an essential step in the "Investiture of the Gods" story, and Yuan Yi was naturally aware of this.
Yang Jian quickly changed the subject: "May I ask if anyone else has come before us, senior?"
“Xuan Du came not long ago, but he said he didn’t want to force it, so he left this and left.” Yuan Yi played with the two yin-yang fish in his palm. The fish seemed to be moving all the time, yet they also seemed to be inanimate objects. It was extremely mysterious.
However, Yuan Yi didn't want to waste any more time. She put the little fish into her sleeve and said, "You came for Jiang Ziya, but Jiang Ziya has had another adventure. Do you really want to continue searching?"
Yuan Yi offers excellent benefits to the first new player to trigger the "Investiture of the Gods" quest. Not only can they enter a newbie village exclusively for them, but they can also receive instruction from the Heavenly Emperor and numerous powerful demons. Several secret manuals from the sages are even prepared for them. As long as Jiang Ziya cultivates successfully here, he can transcend his mortal form and ascend to immortality.
With such a wonderful opportunity, do Nezha and Yang Jian really want to be the heartless ones who drag their martial uncle out of his adventure?
Yuan Yi observed Nezha and Yang Jian's faces. After learning about Jiang Ziya's mission in the beginner village, Nezha showed a hint of shock, while Yang Jian, as Yuan Yi had expected, was caught in a dilemma.
A blessed land, excellent teachers and helpful friends, unparalleled martial arts techniques—how could he possibly ruin his uncle's chance for his own selfish reasons?
Nezha, however, was surprisingly resolute at this moment: "I want to bring my uncle back."
Nezha stretched out his hand, and a warm jade pendant floated in mid-air. He emphasized again, "I want Uncle Jiang Ziya."
This jade pendant is made from stone from the summit of Kunlun Mountain. It is constantly nourished by the Daoist energy of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, making it crystal clear and warm to the touch. It also bears the two characters "Kunlun" personally engraved by the Primordial Celestial Venerable, making it no ordinary object.
Yuan Yi took the jade pendant into his palm and asked with great interest, "You want to use the token of the Primordial Celestial Venerable to exchange for Jiang Ziya's release? This is a rare opportunity. Aren't you afraid he will take his anger out on you?"
Xuandu also came here, but after hearing about Jiang Ziya's opportunity, he left behind the yin-yang fish and the words "let nature take its course" before gracefully departing.
Aren't you afraid Jiang Ziya will resent you?
These words echoed in Nezha and Yang Jian's ears, making their minds buzz.
Nezha gritted his teeth, his feet sinking heavily into the ground: "My uncle was taken away by the game, he didn't enter the game voluntarily, so I want my uncle to come out."
Nezha didn't care about all that other stuff; all he knew was that his uncle had been taken away without his knowledge at the beginning, so now he was going to bring his uncle back.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian completely dispelled the faint thought in his mind. He nodded and bowed to Yuan Yi, saying, "Please allow me, senior."
As expected of a figure who left a deep and lasting mark on the entire mythological system, Yuan Yi gave Yang Jian and Nezha a smile.
“Very good.” Yuan Yi nodded slightly.
The next second, a phantom of a young man in hemp clothing and white hair appeared in front of the ginseng fruit tree. The young man was sitting by the river, casting a fishing rod into the river.
The bamboo poles and lines were all straight, with not even an earthworm or bait on them, and the waves pushed and swayed the lines left and right.
Until it seemed that a fish under the waves finally couldn't stand it anymore, it leaped up and took a large section of the fishing line from top to bottom into its mouth, and the young man finally got his catch, picked up the fish, and put it back into the water.
"That's the ninety-ninth one," the young man muttered to himself. Just one more and he could leave the starting village. He had made up his mind: after leaving the starting village, he would definitely go to the human world to see what had happened, find the root of the turmoil, and restore peace to the world.
This is the Master's decree, and it is also what he has in mind.
"If only the world were like this Peach Blossom Village," Jiang Ziya sighed deeply, and cast his fishing rod into the river again.
This time, however, it wasn't a fish that bit the rod, but a long red ribbon that pulled on the fishing line with a forceful tug-of-war.
The next second, Jiang Ziya, who was sitting by the river in Peach Blossom Village, was pulled to the ginseng fruit tree.
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Author's Note: The hundredth fish in the beginner quests is Jiang Ziya! [dog head with rose in hand]
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