I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 544 The most precious treasure, I couldn't help but take a look (5.5k)

"I can't give you anything else, so take these as a token of my gratitude for bringing you this news."

The Thirteenth Patriarch laughed loudly, and flames from the sky rolled back and enveloped Wen Yan. The fiery and passionate power continued to flow into his body.

Wen Yan felt the influx of power, and prompts kept appearing in front of him.

"Your fixed ability, Fiery Sun, gains an additional 1% progress..."

"Get additional progress of 1%..."

The progress kept jumping, but Wen Yan could no longer pay attention to it.

Along with these powers, a large number of images appeared before his eyes, which should be some remaining memories of the Thirteenth Ancestor.

"I never bring big zombies with me. When I do, I have to take care of them, which is too troublesome.

Don't be afraid, it's better to save some time and come together."

From the perspective, a large number of aliens and Taoists formed a semi-circle, with a terrifying momentum.

Being surrounded inside, the Thirteenth Ancestor was really wild when he was young.

Wen Yan saw that some Taoists were so angry that their faces turned blue, and their hands, which were pointing at the Thirteenth Patriarch, were shaking slightly.

The scene changed, and under the water, there was a blazing flame. The fierce fire forced the surrounding water away.

The Thirteenth Patriarch pinched his finger and pointed in the air. Then a large piece of golden light accompanied by flames fell. In an instant, it illuminated the bottom of the water. The golden light and flames completely covered the chains that bound the Water God.

The rust and dust that had accumulated on the chains for thousands of years continued to fall off under the burning of the flames, and the chains became brand new. The chains were densely covered with things that looked like they were written in blood, and they also looked as if they were newly engraved.

"Sui-kun, now is not the time for you to go out. Please stay for a few more years."

Suicune roared furiously, and his huge body, pulling the huge chain with it, was about to rush out of the water when he was pulled back by the brand new chain and continued to be trapped there.

Wen Yan was shocked when he saw this scene.

Before, he felt that Suicune should have a good relationship with the Thirteenth Ancestor, but why did Suicune have such a hostile attitude towards Lieyang before? Everyone seemed to know that Suicune wanted to kill Lieyang.

Is this the core reason?
But before Wen Yan could take a few more glances, the images flashing before his eyes began to move faster and faster.

“If the gods in heaven knew what you are doing right now, they would probably clean up the mess right away…”

"There are mountains and hills all over the world, and what are those things that occupy the high positions?"

"I will go and talk to them one by one."

"If the Great and Good Teacher were still alive, he would probably wipe out everything he created with his own hands."

"We Taoists are here to find out the gaps and make up for the inappropriate defects, but you are afraid that the gap will not be filled. What a filthy thing."

"Bah! I am a great man from Buyeo, and I stand tall and proud. Are you worthy enough to fight me?"

"It's just a few million to eight hundred thousand ghost soldiers. You cowards, why don't you hide under the skirt of a maid? I will be back soon."

A large amount of memory fragments emerged in front of Wen Yan like a torrent.

There is a mix of everything in there, including scenes of training and fighting, and some conversations.

Wen Yan couldn't count them clearly, and there was no time to watch them at the moment. He could only feel that almost 80 to 90 percent of the scenes were either about fighting or on the way to a fight.

Those who can fight and those who can’t fight, almost all of them have been beaten by the Thirteenth Ancestor.

As countless images flashed by rapidly, Wen Yan finally realized that these were actually the key points.

Those powers, the extra progress added by Lieyang, are just side benefits.

The Thirteenth Ancestor has a little consciousness or obsession left here, and what he hates most is what the younger generations say about following the will of their ancestors and accomplishing something.

He hopes that future generations will inherit that will and spirit, rather than hoping that they will ignore the reality and blindly do the same thing.

Wen Yan said that he didn't really want to carve the scorching sun into the heaven, but the Thirteenth Patriarch was happy about it.

Back then, the Thirteenth Patriarch was the representative of rebellion. He was unorthodox but insisted that what he wanted to do was right.

He only hoped that the disciples of Mount Fuyu were not the kind of stinking Taoists who always claimed that the laws of their ancestors were immutable.

The world is changing and human power is hard to estimate. Only those who are in the era can find the most suitable things for the era, which is the long-term way.

In addition, Wen Yan had met his aunt and raised the little zombie at home. After telling him this information, the remaining consciousness of the Thirteenth Ancestor was willing to recognize Wen Yan.

The most valuable wealth in his life is not strength, but his insights, experiences, and methods.

A stone from another mountain can be used to polish jade. At this moment, he gave the stone from another mountain to Wen Yan, hoping to help Wen Yan polish it into jade that belongs to him.

Wen Yan cannot practice Taoism, and many of the things related to Taoism are of little use to him, but it is always good to broaden his horizons.

Countless scenes suddenly stopped at the last moment.

A stone tablet with the words "scorching sun" written on it was brought to Western Region County by someone unknown and stuck in the yellow sand.

You can't see the other person from this perspective, you can only hear the other person's voice sounding unhappy.

"You shameless Taoist priest, you are still thinking about your wife even after your death.

You also know that after you die, your enemies will most likely dig up your grave and whip your corpse, and even smash your tombstone.

Do you know how many pairs of legs I have worn out carrying your tombstone to this godforsaken place?

Damn it, it’s so hard to repay the favor I owe you.

You're dead, I can't refuse.

Damn it, even a stink bug dares to provoke me?

Hey, I have a bad temper..."

At this point in the scene, all we can see is the stone tablet standing crookedly in the desert. The person who carried the stone tablet can be seen making sounds that are getting farther and farther away, as if he was fighting with something.

All the scenes end here.

All that was left before Wen Yan's eyes was endless flames, which were the result of the excessively strong Yang energy gathering and materializing.

The flames continued to flow into his body, but then flowed out again.

He was unable to absorb these Yang energies, or he was unwilling to absorb them.

He could feel that if he absorbed all of it, it would inevitably lead to counterproductive results.

And these forces seemed unwilling to help him to grow faster. After circulating through them, they only helped to temper his body inside and out.

The one who benefited the most from these flames was actually Huibu who had been following Wen Yan.

The color of the gray cloth, in its normal state, gradually began to show a hint of red, and there were some cloud patterns and flame patterns on the surface, all of which were erratic and seemed to be constantly moving and changing.

The flames gradually subsided, the surrounding red light began to fade, and things other than the flames and red light began to appear.

Wen Yan saw the Fiery Sun Monument appear in front of him again, and saw the hall underground.

The Fiery Sun Monument was the same as before, constantly emitting blazing yang energy. In terms of intensity and total amount alone, this Fiery Sun Monument was already even stronger than the one that Tuoba Wushen had emitted near midnight.

He could feel that these forces seemed to be guided to spread out and be used along fixed routes and in a fixed manner, so as not to be spread out in vain.

Now Wen Yan somewhat understood why the headquarters was so safe, and the director of the headquarters was not worried about knowing something and falling into an old dream for no apparent reason.

With this Fiery Sun Monument suppressing everything here, it would be difficult for any evil creature to affect the headquarters.

It seems that the core reason why the entrance and exit of Rakshasa Ghost Market cannot be opened in the capital is probably this Fiery Sun Monument.

There is something with more yang energy than Tuoba Wushen at his peak midnight state, suppressing it all the time. It is normal that there are few cases here, as it should be difficult for evil spirits to be born within a certain range of the Lieyang Tribe headquarters.

Wen Yan stood in front of the Fiery Sun Monument, his head still buzzing. The Thirteenth Ancestor gave him too much at once.

And these are all his shortcomings. Even though he doesn't practice Taoism, there are still some things he needs to understand and study.

I stood there for a long while to digest the thought, and only after I calmed down did I start to check the prompts.

The additional progress of Lieyang has appeared 1% ten times in a row and has now reached 80%.

But this time it’s the same, it just prompts the existing special effects, and the effect is enhanced again.

There are also some other impacts, that is, the probabilities of all titles related to probability are all increased.

Just as he had guessed before, those probabilities were one-third of the progress of his most advanced ability.

However, Wen Yan speculated that the fact that this time all other abilities and titles could be affected might be related to the fact that he began to integrate all the powers after the eighth stone gate was opened.

These powers, abilities, titles, special effects, and Taoist talismans are beginning to have closer connections.

Lieyang's progress has reached 80%, but there are still no new special effects. Wen Yan had some guesses in his mind that it must still be accumulating strength.

Whether it was someone who wanted him to do that thing or someone who didn't want him to do that thing, they together accomplished the same thing.

That planted the seed of this incident in Wen Yan's heart.

This also led to Wen Yan himself considering whether to do it or not. Regardless of whether he did it or not, it was reflected in the progress of Lieyang that the new special effects that were supposed to be derived did not appear, and all the progress was temporarily accumulated, waiting for his final decision.

To be honest, Wen Yan experienced another meeting with the residual consciousness of the Thirteenth Ancestor, and he was very sure about what his decision was.

He neither wanted to carve the scorching sun into the heaven, nor did he want to fulfill the wishes of those who were looking for trouble with him every day.

He didn't want to be engraved in the Heavenly Palace because he knew clearly what the ordination was. As long as he was engraved in the Heavenly Palace, the final result would still be that only one or two families in the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, or people in the Three Mountains and Five Peaks could be ordained.

But people will change. In the past, Taiyi Temple has produced many respected Taoist priests, including Taoist priests who have devoted their lives to saving people from suffering. There were also Taoist priests who went down the mountain with guns and sacrificed their lives for their country.

But what happened later?
The Three Mountains and Five Peaks have always been there, but the people who control them may not remain the same as before.

The Grand Master Uncle has always practiced the educational philosophy of emphasizing virtue over power. That’s because the Grand Master Uncle has witnessed the continuous decline of Buyeo Mountain since he was a child, and he knows that if Buyeo Mountain doesn’t want to be a flash in the pan, it must not prioritize the pursuit of power.

If the atmosphere is ruined, that will destroy Fuyu Mountain.

For decades, Fuyu Mountain has always been at the bottom of the list, and the people who can show off their achievements are not as good as those who live in the lower three mountains and five peaks.

That means there is still a zombie cave, otherwise, who knows what would have happened.

Wen Yan didn't disbelieve in the mountains and rivers, he just didn't believe in people.

Today's Taiyi Temple may be the same ending that Fuyu Mountain may face a hundred years from now. Who knows?

Even if he carved the scorching sun into the sky, what would be the use?

It’s just that there is a new auxiliary Taoist talisman.

Take a look at the talisman of the Goddess of Salvation. It has been around for half a year. The difficulty of receiving it is actually very low. The requirements for talent and strength are not high, but the requirement for compatibility is slightly higher.

What was the final impact, any earth-shaking changes?
No, according to estimates, this kind of change will take at least several decades to see results if we want to change the situation.

Wen Yan also didn't think that a scorching sun engraved into the heaven would have any huge impact on the current version.

Maybe the impact would be worse if he did something in person.

But don’t dwell on it. Look at what happened in the past few days. Almost all of them have their roots in the scorching sun.

It is foreseeable that such troubles will continue to occur.

This trouble will only stop if he really dies one day, or if he has carved the scorching sun into the heaven.

By then, it will be just new troubles at best.

It is a foregone conclusion that the interests pursued and the background considered by some people who don't even know him will be different from now.

Wen Yan already had the answer in his mind.

He had been disgusted by others for so long, and they came to mess with him without any grudge against him. If he let these people do what they wanted, he felt that when he died, he would be so angry that he would sit up from his grave when he thought about it.

Wen Yan took a deep breath and turned around. The director and the old master were still waiting here.

"How do you feel?" The director couldn't help but asked when he saw Wen Yan turn around.

“I feel okay. My body feels like it has been forged by fire. I feel like it has become stronger and my Yang energy has become stronger.

As for the rest, I don’t feel anything.”

The old Taoist priest stood aside with his hands in his pockets, smiling, his eyes fixed on Wen Yan's approaching footsteps.

It seems that there is no difference from before, and there is a hint of footwork in it, but the old master can still see the subtle difference.

Before, he was instinctively alert, keeping his body in a state that he didn't deliberately maintain, but could burst out immediately when necessary. It was a very standard posture of a martial arts master.

At this moment, Wen Yan's footsteps seemed to be the same as before, but in fact, they were much more restrained and had more Taoist charm. He was a bit like a Taoist priest coming out of the mountains, ready to step on the Yu steps and cast spells at any time when performing a mission.

That almost instinctive rhythm is basically only possessed by Taoist priests who have practiced Taoism for many years.

How could Wen Yan, a guy who gets a headache just reading the scriptures once, have such accumulation of experience?

Moreover, the Yang energy in Wen Yan's body is intense but not dry, large but not empty, and its movement and stillness are very methodical. He is unlike that of Tuoba Wushen, who is just huge and intense but difficult to control.

The old Taoist priest had already made a judgment in his mind, but he said nothing.

As time passed, the old Taoist priest actually understood that times have changed, the world has changed, people's hearts have changed, and many things cannot be recorded as they were.

But he was not sure and did not know what was the best way to do it.

All he could be sure of was to observe Wen Yan, understand Wen Yan, feel Wen Yan's power, and finally judge Wen Yan.

There is no problem with the person, there is no problem with the power, there is no problem with the idea, everything is fine, then the final result will at least not be the worst.

At this moment, I feel the power in Wen Yan, which is full of harmony, as if he is a Taoist priest who has practiced Taoism for many years.

The old Taoist priest knew that no matter how things changed, it would not be the worst outcome.

There are so many changes now, and Wen Yan’s change is no exception.

On the cliff of the sea of ​​clouds, he indeed couldn't control himself before, and he didn't lie. In the end, he suppressed himself. That was the change brought about by Wen Yan.

Wen Yan walked forward and greeted the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest nodded and said nothing, but gave him an encouraging look.

"There's something unusual going on in the sea of ​​clouds. I'm leaving first. Let Wen Yan take the magic sword. I'm afraid your gray cloth is itching to be touched."

The old Taoist priest left a few words and prepared to leave.

After hearing this, Wen Yan looked down and saw that a corner of the gray cloth wrapped around his left arm had indeed fallen down. He pretended that it was not wrapped properly and let it fall off a little.

Wen Yan knew at a glance that Huibu was itching to do something.

The old Taoist priest smiled, made a finger seal, and disappeared in an instant. Only a magic sword was left floating in the air.

Before the magic sword fell to the ground, the gray cloth flew out with a whoosh and wrapped around the magic sword, as enthusiastic as if it had met a relative.

Wen Yan didn't care. The thing that Gray Cloth was closest to, besides the Chunjun Mace, was the magic sword. Originally, it was the gray cloth that wrapped the magic sword. It was contaminated by the magic sword and the bad parts were worn away. Even if it reached the stone gate, the gray cloth had to carry the magic sword.

On the other side, the old Taoist priest's real body was sitting beside the cliff of the sea of ​​clouds. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the rolling sea of ​​clouds in front of him. The white sea of ​​clouds in the past had turned black at this moment.

The sea of ​​clouds was filled with demonic energy and spooky ghostly aura. In the swirling clouds and mist, one could vaguely see black clouds gathering and gradually turning into a human face. Behind the human face, the swirling clouds and mist seemed to turn into a giant viper, entwining the mountains.

The giant human-faced creature transformed from clouds and mist rolled over and looked at the old Taoist priest sitting on the edge of the cliff.

"Old Heavenly Master, the portal in the sea has been opened, there is nothing you can do.

The portals on land are appearing more and more frequently, and you can't stop them.

It won't be long before total chaos reigns.

How about we discuss it and come up with a result that satisfies both you and me?"

The huge human face began to speak, and the sound of the whistling wind turned into a hoarse and strange voice that kept changing its pitch.

In the sea of ​​clouds, lightning flashed from time to time. The giant creature formed by the clouds and mist gradually raised its head as the clouds and mist rolled. The face of the clouds and mist, which was tens of meters in size, came to the edge of the cliff, waiting for the old Taoist's answer.

The giant face in the clouds was patient and persuasive. As it spoke, a snake-like tongue transformed from clouds poked out from the human face. Wisps of mist spread out, silently following the steep cliff and spreading silently to the top of the cliff.

The old Taoist priest sat on the cushion, raised his eyelids, stretched out his two hands, and looked around helplessly.

"I'm afraid he will really have to thank me in person one day for my friendship with his teacher. In the end, he couldn't help but look at me a little more."

Last time I got one hand, this time it was both arms, plus the route flowing in the chest.

The old Taoist priest clasped his hands together, made the Ziwu Seal, stood up, and bowed slightly to the sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, the large altar behind him shone brightly, and a stick of incense in the incense burner suddenly lit up.

This stick of incense represents the imperial decree.

"see a visitor out."

With a low shout, it was as if an invisible and powerful force suddenly emerged. Outside the cliff, a strong wind suddenly arose, and the incense smell was blown by the wind and seemed to turn into wind and fire, whistling up.

As the wind and fire blew, the giant object formed by the clouds and mist seemed to be suppressed by the wind and kept retreating. The small movements and small clouds that extended out were all swept up by the wind and rolled down to the center of the sea of ​​clouds.

The giant human-faced creature transformed from the clouds had a look of shock on its face. The power that it had released through the clouds and quietly infiltrated in all directions was now all rolled back.

"It's already this late, and you're still hiding your abilities?!"

The giant roared unwillingly and struggled hard, not to allow some power to penetrate into it, but to see clearly what else the old Taoist priest had hidden.

After a while, there were bursts of thunder in the sea of ​​clouds. When everything calmed down, the sea of ​​clouds returned to its original state.

The old Taoist priest stood there and sighed.

He did some exploration on his own, but unfortunately, his level of detail was at least two orders of magnitude lower than Wen Yan's. It was like having only branches and having lush leaves. For a tree, there was a world of difference between them.

He didn't want to look, but after sensing changes in the sea of ​​clouds, he couldn't help but took a look.

But this time, he couldn't see through the complicated situation in Wen Yan's heart and could only see the surface.

(End of this chapter)