Trials and methods

Wei Yuan's cell phone was on the table. Due to the special location of Qingqiu State, Nujiao would be slow to answer the call, and she has not responded yet.

If anyone knows how to save Wu Yi, then Nujiao is definitely the most likely one. Wei Yuan couldn't help but sigh and respect her for her perseverance for three thousand years. He never hesitated to respect those true heroes.

He was also willing to help.

But the situation Wu Yi was facing at the moment was beyond his cognition.

Life and death were already a big deal. He, Wei, was still trapped in it. How could he help others? After death, the souls of people mixed with strange beasts. Unless there was really a Lord of Mount Tai and the Pluto of the Underworld in this era, who else could solve it? And even if there was a reincarnation, it would only allow them to reincarnate and eliminate their beastly nature.

Wei Yuan raised his hand, and the mountain god seal rose.

The divine power in the seal, which had been exhausted after several uses, has been mostly restored, and is now recovering at a leisurely pace. As expected, the "divine power delay" that Wei Yuan was worried about before has appeared. This is probably because Chaoge City is too far away from the human world.

This time the signal is really too bad...

Wei Yuan held the mountain god seal with five fingers, and felt that the power he could mobilize was far less than in Chaoge City. The bonus was actually very small. On the one hand, it was because of the distance. On the other hand, the spiritual veins of the merchant ancestral veins outside Chaoge City were not connected to the current Shenzhou.

Wei Yuan could hardly sense that force.

Even if he could sense it, he couldn't make the mountain come over. Did he want the merchant ancestral veins to grow two legs and run directly from the mountain and sea world to the human world? After the Huai River was diverted, a mountain from the age of gods fell from the sky, and it was the kind with sacrifices and divinity.

I'm afraid that it would scare Zhang Daoyou into a myocardial infarction.

Wei Yuan thought about it and decided not to scare the old man for the time being.

We'll talk about it one day.

At this time, Nujiao finally answered the phone, and she joked in a lazy and casual tone:

"Hey, why did you take the initiative to call me today?"

Wei Yuan felt a chill on his back for some reason, so he had to laugh dryly:

"Haven't we been in touch for a while?"

Nujiao smiled and said, "Oh? So, you came to say hello today, nothing else, right?"

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and he realized that he had shot himself in the foot.

Nu Jiao laughed smugly, and then she said lazily, "Okay, okay."

"No more playing."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, and decided to lay the groundwork first, saying:

"I have linked the mountain god's decree with the spiritual vein."

Nu Jiao paused, then frowned and said, "...Did you use the underwater spiritual vein?"

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No."

He said frankly, "It's the ancestral vein outside Chaoge City."

Nu Jiao: "..."

"The ruins of the modern Chaoge City?"

"No, the one from the Age of Gods."

"The Age of Gods?"

"Well, the one that Cheng Tang swore to his master and worshipped for thousands of years."

The other side of the phone fell silent.

Su Yu'er had been growing up beside Nujiao before, so Nujiao naturally couldn't be unaware of Su Yu'er's specialness. She seemed to have not expected what Wei Yuan had done. She was silent for a long time on the other side of the phone. In this silence, there seemed to be the subtle movement of accidentally knocking over a vase, biting her tongue and taking a breath, but she had to force herself to keep her elder sister's face and not make a sound.

After a while, Wei Yuan heard Nujiao cough lightly, and her tone remained unchanged, saying calmly:

"...You are really okay."

She got Nujiao's sigh and recognition, and heard the surprise and absent-mindedness in her voice.

Wei Yuan felt a little sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Then he heard Nujiao say slowly: "This reminds me of the past, just like in the past."

"Everyone knows that it's a show."

"Only you really hit Yu's head."

"It's always unexpected."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Mistress, can we not mention this?

"So, you were in Chaoge City, what did you see?"

Nu Jiao calmly and calmly revealed Chaoge City, which was somewhat special to her, and then asked Wei Yuan about his experience. Wei Yuan paused and sighed: "I met the descendants of an old acquaintance, the descendants of an old friend..."

"It's the descendants of Qi."

"No... he should be called that, King Shang, Wu Yi."

......…

Qi was the son of Emperor Yao, the minister of King Yu, and the ancestor of the Shang tribe.

In Yuan's memory, there is also a part of this person's memory. He vaguely remembers that he was a gentle and lazy person who liked to be distracted. Compared with fighting, he preferred to stare at the stars in the sky. When King Yu was controlling the flood, he had made great efforts and integrated and created the original astronomical constellations.

His descendants rebelled against Xia Jie, who claimed to be the sun in the Age of Gods.

But Wu Yi is definitely not just the descendant of Qi.

Wei Yuan described the scene he saw to Nu Jiao in detail, and then said:

"He guarded for three thousand years with his own strength."

"Witch Jiao, you have lived until now, is there any way to make him survive?"

The witch was silent for a while, and sighed: "I can't do it."

"The soul and true spirit of a person live in the flesh, with the true spirit as the core."

"Even if you take the Kunlun Immortal Flower, it will protect your true spirit."

"And the true spirit of the King of Shang was called a ghost in that era. Since the body of a ghost cannot retain the appearance of a human, it means , his true spirit has been polluted..."

"Death as a human being may be the best ending for him."

"His current state is almost an impossible miracle. As I am above the true spirit, I may be able to let him live in his current state, but, Yuan, do you think a king who can shoot the sky and kill gods when he is alive and can hold on for three thousand years after his death will choose this path?"

Nv Jiao paused and replied:

"No, he won't. He will choose to walk the last path uprightly as a human being."

"Because such a person, on this land It is not uncommon. Over the past thousands of years, this place has encountered danger more than once. There are always people who stand up and carry the banner. There are always people who are the first to wake up in the darkness, and then carry the declining situation until later people come to their side. "

Nu Jiao's tone softened: "I have watched this land for thousands of years..."

"Perhaps in a distant country, there are innocent people who seek survival; on that narrow island, there are slaves who commit suicide for blind loyalty. But on this land under your feet, some people sacrifice their lives for justice, and some are the arrogance of those who seek far more than the living. "

"Yuan, you want to trample on Wu Yi for your own hope that he will survive. Does he have the dignity of a king in his heart? "

"Are you going to decide the life and death of a king who has persisted for three thousand years with the arrogance of a bystander?"

"Are you going to break the backbone of his spirit?"

"If so, I will never allow it. As the king of a country, and a king who has walked a difficult road and fulfilled all his duties, no matter how embarrassed he is now, he should not be pitied. "

"Because it's not just the king, for anyone who tries his best in life, pity is an insult. "

Nu Jiao's tone is soft and calm, like torture, with an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Wei Yuan pondered and replied, "No, I don't plan to decide his life or death."

He said self-deprecatingly, "Nu Jiao, you are right. I am just a bystander. I have seen his experience, but I cannot deeply feel his pain. But if I were him, I would also choose to go to the end as a human being, rather than live like this now."

"But I think that at least a second choice should be found for Wu Yi."

Wei Yuan said, "I believe that no one does not want to survive, but he has no choice."

"Between his country and himself, he chose the former, but this does not mean that he does not want to choose himself, but the weight of his country is heavier."

"Those who carry firewood for the public should not be frozen to death in the wind and snow."

"The hero has completed three thousand years of Holding on, and then dying alone and arrogantly outside, is indeed tragic, but hiding his identity, planting flowers and chopping wood in the world he has watched for three thousand years, isn't it calm enough? "

Wei Yuan paused, pressed his palm on the table, and said:

"The first story is too cold, I don't like it."

"I'm here, so I have to find a second choice, find a second way, and then let Wu Yi choose by himself, to see if he is willing to die calmly, or to exist in Chaoge City in another way, looking at this city, I will not interfere."

Nu Jiao's face was surprised, with admiration in her eyes, and then she raised the corner of her mouth and said in a relaxed tone:

"Yuan."

"Has anyone ever said that what you say sometimes is quite second-year?"

Wei Yuan's face froze.

Then he hung up the phone in anger.

Finally, Nu Jiao's laughter was heard on the phone.

......

Wei Yuan hung up the phone, looked at the time, and thought about how to find a new path and possibility for Wu Yi. Taoism is impossible. The imperial decree and talisman left by Zhang Daoling, and the heavenly court created, are just a mechanism to protect Shenzhou.

The heavenly soldiers and generals, and many gods, are only Taoist, but not spiritual.

The mountain and sea world where Chaoge City is now located is different from the human world, and there is no talisman heaven.

Taoism is not possible, then, Buddhism?

Shanjun seems to have obtained the Dharma from Buddhism, depriving himself of the divinity originally occupied by ancient Buddhism in the Central Plains Shenzhou, and self-crossed the natural chasm of the earth gods, turned into a god, and was not affected by Buddhism; and Wu Yi himself is an emperor god, with divinity and three thousand years of persistence.

Shanjun can do it, there is no reason why Wu Yi can't do it.

At least it's worth a try.

At worst, you can fleece the wool of Buddhism in reverse.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, turned on his phone, and dialed a number.

It was the Zen monk he had met before, Yuanjue, who was being pursued by a powerful Buddhist force.

"Hello? Hello..."