The spirit of Wu Xuan was restless and fearful, even to the point of wanting to escape.

His fear was uncontrollable, and it was accompanied by an underlying sense of hatred.

Once known as the connection between the Heavenly Emperor and the mortal world, Mount Wu was even granted a large piece of land by Emperor Yao, creating the nation of Wu Xian, a kingdom of gods that stood above the common people of Shen Zhou. However, after a certain group of people came, everything changed.

The roads of Mount Wu were sealed.

The trees that connected to the mortal world were cut down.

The green snakes that coiled around the trees were shot.

The messengers of the gods were forced to stay on the mountain and were unable to enter the mortal world, as if they had been exiled.

In later years, in order to ensure the safety of the human race, King Yu expelled all the mountains and seas of Shen Zhou from the mortal realm. Since the time of Emperor Xuanyuan, the emperors of the human race had been known for their benevolence, with Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun being prime examples. However, King Yu, who succeeded Emperor Shun, was completely different...

He was a tyrant who killed the gods and cast the Nine Tripod Cauldrons.

The person in front of him was the servant of King Yu, who was recording the history of the mountains and seas.

His first reaction was that even though many years had passed, the man named Yu had once again led his servants to come from the legends to punish Mount Wu for defying his orders.

But Wu Xuan soon realized that only one person had come, and neither the servants who had accompanied Yu nor the man who had cast the Nine Tripod Cauldrons had come. He was taken aback, and then he began to breathe heavily as he let go of his fear.

The fear gradually subsided, and other emotions began to surface.

Wu Xuan's body trembled slightly with anger and hatred, and he said, "...Your name is Yuan, right? You're still alive, you're still alive."

"This is the heavens' way of seeking revenge for Mount Wu, the grudge of Wu Xian, which I have not forgotten for thousands of years. Today, I will fight for my kingdom of Wu Xian. Do you still remember me? Do you still remember the grudge of my Wu clan? Do you still remember the sins you committed against the mountains and seas and all the races?!"

Wei Yuan fell silent.

As Wu Xuan felt his shame, his tone became more intense and resentful.

Suddenly, Wu Xuan heard a voice: "Who are you?"

Wu Xuan's voice stopped abruptly.

Wei Yuan frowned as he looked at this lingering spirit. In the first life, he had not yet consumed the Immortal Flower of Kun Lun, and many memories had already become blurred. That era was five thousand years ago, and he was like a person who had lost his memory for thousands of years, suddenly asked to recall something that happened thousands of years ago, which he could not remember at all.

He could only recognize that this person was from Wu Xian.

Wu Xuan opened his mouth, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. One of the enemies he had resented for thousands of years did not even remember his own name, and his anger dissipated. He came to his senses and said angrily, "I am the grandson of the High Priest of Wu Xian, of the bloodline of the Lord of Wu Xian, Wu Xuan. How dare you..."

Wei Yuan replied, "There are not many jade stones obtained from the Fengfeng Department."

"Every corner of the jade stone has its meaning, and Wu Xian is just one of the many mountains and seas. Not everyone on Mount Wu is qualified to be recorded on the jade stone."

He said, "Your name, bloodline, and status are not enough to be recorded by me."

"So, I don't remember who you are."

"In the entire kingdom of Wu Xian, I only remember ten people, and only the names of those ten people are worth recording."

Wu Xuan's expression froze.

He suddenly laughed bitterly and said, "You don't know who I am. You have caused Mount Wu to be cut off from the mortal world for a thousand years. It wasn't until the seventh generation of the Shang Dynasty that I dared to enter the mortal world. Do you want to cross over with just a 'don't know'? Today, you will die! You will die!"

King Yu was not here, and those naturally divine beings were not here either.

There was only a mere civil official. What was he worth?!

Wu Xuan was a descendant of Wu Xian, and even though only a remnant of his soul remained, he still burst with great resentment. He wore a gray robe, held a scepter in his left hand, and a green snake in his right hand. Upon closer inspection, the scepter was also entwined with a red snake. He used witchcraft and charged towards Wei Yuan.

Wu Xian was not only a musician, but also a great general of Emperor Shun, as well as a diviner and a witch doctor.

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The long years had allowed him to master many skills and knowledge.

The same was true for Wu Xuan as his descendant.

Even as a remnant soul, his actions and demeanor were still awe-inspiring and not to be trifled with. Wei Yuan swept his fingers, and the talisman hung in the air, stabilizing the Yin and Yang energies to prevent the aftermath of their battle from affecting the patients in the room, before stepping back. Wu Xuan's spirit was about to materialize, but Wei Yuan dodged it, and the Eight-Faced Han Sword blocked it.

The two of them quickly fought in the spacious room.

The sword defended, and the staff attacked.

Wu Xuan vaguely felt that something was wrong, that he was being restrained by the other party. Gritting his teeth, he released the green and red snakes from his soul, which flew to attack. This was a direct attack on the soul, but it had no effect. Before they could get close, a colorful tiger stepped out from Wei Yuan's waist badge.

It came from the hereditary command of the Wohu Order.

The deep and fierce roar of the tiger directly broke the witchcraft that Wu Xuan had imprinted on his soul, shattering it into pieces, and then suppressing it with the tiger.

The ancient Wohu was skilled in felling mountains and destroying temples, and in dealing with witchcraft and curses.Wei Yuan's face turned pale, his body becoming transparent as he repeatedly retreated, trying to avoid it. Suddenly, a strong wind rose, and in a flash, Wei Yuan's figure disappeared from sight. Wu Xuan's thoughts froze, and then he felt a pressing sensation on the back of his neck.

Wei Yuan's right hand directly pressed down on Wu Xuan's spine.

Wu Xuan was about to resist when he suddenly felt a burst of scorching heat emanating from Wei Yuan's palm.

Here, Zhou Zichang, who was still conscious, and the old professor who had scolded his disciple, saw the young man in the buttoned-up jacket turn ice-cold. They saw the yellow cloth on his arm fluttering, and the fingerless glove on his right hand suddenly tearing into pieces, revealing a bright red light. They saw him twist and exert force, his palm seeming to grasp at something intangible, and then violently smash it to the ground.

Boom!

The red light scattered, and the flames of the yellow cloth blazed fiercely.

Behind the young man, a majestic tiger stepped forward, its eyes deep and profound.

On the back of his hand, a crimson decree—

First, engaging in the affairs of gods and ghosts, able to summon wind and rain, and subdue demons and evil spirits.

Zhang Daoling, felling mountains and destroying temples, exterminating the six heavenly demons and gods.

At this moment, the talisman emitted an extremely strong red light. Wei Yuan exerted force, directly suppressing Wu Xuan, who was not weak, possessing innate witchcraft and various mysterious witchcraft methods.

But perhaps it was precisely because the witchcraft was too powerful, powerful enough to disrupt the order of the mortal world, that in the later generations after the Shang Dynasty, various sects and schools attached great importance to this method.

Whether it was the Taiping Dao that summoned gods and accused demons, or the Zhengyi Dao that subdued demons and evil spirits.

Or the ancient Wohu heritage.

Almost all of them countered witchcraft.

Wei Yuan used the talisman and the spirit-driving technique to firmly control Wu Xuan.

As he suppressed him, Wei Yuan seemed to see a series of images.

But it was not ancient times, but the modern bustling city. He saw an empty room, saw the old-fashioned attire, saw a man outside the door watching a football match on TV, with empty beer bottles and cigarette butts almost filling the table and floor.

On this side of the door, the space was narrow and dim.

A thin and weak boy lay on the ground, struggling to breathe, his body twitching unnaturally.

He pounded on the door, almost weakly murmuring, "Dad... medicine... medicine..."

The man outside the door had passed out from drinking.

The medicine was on the table.

So in the end, the boy died. On his desk, there was a bronze tripod used as a pen holder.

In the bronze tripod, Wu Xuan's figure slowly emerged. He seemed to be considering something, arms crossed, a sneer on his face, waiting until the boy fell ill and died, before taking out the last pill from the bronze tripod with a bird pattern, and making the boy swallow it.

The next day, the boy woke up.

He finally experienced what it meant to be healthy, and realized how tempting immortality was.

The exorcism technique failed to explore deeper memories. Wei Yuan directly sealed Wu Xuan in the exorcism talisman, intending to send him to Lady Jiao. She should be more confident in dealing with the country of Wu Xian than he was. Then he reached out and captured Zhou Zichang, binding his meridians with the aura of a martial artist, preventing him from exerting force, and then stabilizing the physical condition of these leukemia patients with the yellow cloth talisman.

It was just a pity that the Taiping Dao talisman could only regulate the five internal energies of a person, and only enhance a person's own physical fitness, making them healthier, relying on their own immunity to defeat the disease. It could not make cancerous cells return to normal, or rather, cancer was the illness that magic was least adept at treating.

The elderly medical professor was still awake. He looked at Wei Yuan and murmured, "You are..."

Wei Yuan fell silent and said, "...Old sir, did you just see that?"

The old man nodded slowly, gazing at the sealed Wu Xuan, and then, with self-mockery, said, "…To be able to see souls, it seems that I am about to die. Was Zichang bewitched by him?"

Wei Yuan replied, "It's not bewitchment. In fact, Zhou Zichang has already died. Of course, it can't be said that he's dead. Old sir, did Zhou Zichang ever mention something like an elixir of immortality..."

The old man hesitated and nodded.

Wei Yuan said, "It seems to be true."

The old man widened his eyes and asked with difficulty, "Is there really an elixir of immortality?"

Wei Yuan replied, "There is indeed an elixir of immortality, but immortality actually has more than one explanation. It can be an elixir of eternal life, or it can be a medicine that, once taken, prevents death. I wasn't sure before, but now I think the medicine of the country of Wu Xian is the latter."

The old man was astonished. "Flesh white bone, living dead?!"

"Indeed, but it comes at a price."

Wei Yuan answered, thought for a moment, and said, "I remember an old story."

"Not from the past... no, it's from a very long time ago."

"At that time, there was a deity named Yuyue, with a human head and a snake body, who would eat people. But in the beginning, this fellow was very kind and harmless. He was once tortured to death by the cruel deities Wei and Er. Emperor Yao was very sad and resurrected him, and the records say 'made him immortal'."

"But after that, Yuyue became a deity more cruel than his killers."

"He tortured all living beings, and even devoured passersby."

"Later, Emperor Yao had to send Hou Yi to kill him."Wei Yuan's voice paused, saying, "Immortality is always a curse, and the miracle of dying and coming back to life, which violates the rules of heaven and earth, will be subject to an even greater curse. This is not actually due to some kind of transcendent power, but rather the result of the user's own choice."

"Perhaps it is because of personally experiencing the feeling of death, or perhaps it is the side effect of the elixir of immortality that amplifies the experience of death. Those who take the elixir of immortality will be considered obsessively pursuing the cause of their own death."

"Those who have been tortured to death will become crazed killers; those who died of illness will crave the cure."

"Those who drowned will never want to go near a water source again."

The old man seemed to understand something and said, "Zhou Zichang, he..."

Wei Yuan fell silent and replied:

"Being watched as he died of illness, and then swallowing the elixir of immortality, the obsession with immortality took over the main consciousness, gradually leading to becoming a paranoid lunatic."

"The doctor of Emperor Yao is Wu Xian."

"The elixir turned a benevolent god into an evil demon."

"The elixir of immortality does indeed grant immortality, but this immortality only keeps the consciousness in the physical body."

"The consciousness remains, but the body dies, the cells no longer regenerate, and it will be a state similar to a conscious zombie, or even different from that, as even the consciousness of a zombie will eventually dissipate. This elixir of immortality will keep the consciousness and soul of the user forever in the body."

"Everything is the same as a normal person, with joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but the body is already dead."

"Watching their own body turn into a corpse-like state."

"The side effects of 'immortality' will make them desperately seek ways to alleviate these changes. One method I know of is to infuse another type of medicine into the body, a medicine that comes from the same bloodline, like water flowing through a dry riverbed, keeping the body alive for ten or several decades."

"And then, they need to continue to take this medicine."

"So, Zhou Zichang is probably planning to use blood cancer to overcome the side effects of the elixir of immortality. The elixir of immortality can partially suppress the vitality of the body, causing it to be in a state of death, with vitality leaking out, and cancer cells proliferating uncontrollably. If used properly, it may achieve a balance."

"But..."

"Is the elixir of immortality, which even tortured the gods into lunatics, really something that human will can endure?"

The old man suddenly noticed that the young man seemed to be absent-minded for a moment.

When he looked up, the young man in a black robe with a coiled button had already returned to normal.

Wei Yuan reached out and held the exquisite and ancient Yin-Shang bronze tripod in his hand.

He had made preparations in advance, and this familiar object, the same as the bronze jue of the Shang king, allowed him to catch a glimpse of a distant past, seeing the ancient and towering altar, and seeing the heroic and tall man, dressed in luxurious clothing.

He had a detailed map in his hand, with the words "Chao Ge" on it.

He threw the map into the bronze tripod, which was over a meter high.

The bronze tripod was huge and majestic, with cloud and thunder patterns on the base, a row of relief fish patterns on the ears, relief double tiger patterns eating human heads on the outer sides of the ears, glutton patterns on the abdomen, relief glutton patterns on the upper part of the column feet, and two rounds of convex string patterns on the lower part.

It was a sacrificial object.

There were several objects tumbling in the tripod, including the bronze jue of the Shang king and a short sword with a mysterious bird pattern engraved on it.

There was also this bronze tripod with the dan bird pattern, as well as several other objects. Around it was an altar, with merchants kneeling and kowtowing on the layers of steps, chanting prayers. In the vast and ancient prayers, the map gradually burned, but never completely disappeared, eventually turning into a stream of light and flying into these bronze objects.

PS: Thanks for the reward from Bai_Mo, thank you~

Today's first update, I will continue to lock myself in and force myself to control my writing, without stopping.

In addition, a few new characters have been added - Nujiao, Wu Zhiqi, and Water Ghost Brother

"Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Inner Classic of the Southern Mountains": Yuyu, with the head of a dragon, resides in the weak water, to the west of Xingxingzhi, its appearance is like the head of a dragon, and it eats people.

"Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Inner Classic of the Western Mountains": The minister of Er Fu is called Wei, Wei and Er Fu killed Yuyu.

"Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Inner Classic of the Western Mountains": Yuyu, with the body of a snake and the face of a human, was killed by the minister of Er Fu.