To prevent encountering people from the opposing forces, a confrontation was necessary.

Wei Yuan slung the sword across his back, and when he went out, he asked Yuanjue, the Zhenyao Museum’s current master chef, what was needed for dinner. Yuanjue handed over the recorded menu. Wei Yuan casually asked, "By the way, when I'm cultivating, what does A-Liang usually eat?"

"Does he eat well?"

Yuanjue carefully considered his words and said, "Zhuge Wuhou, well..."

"He's very picky."

The great monk finally decided to tell the truth.

"Very, very picky."

"In history, it seems that he didn't like to eat much in the end, but that was understandable for that era. Marching and formation must have meant communal cooking, and even if he got special treatment, it wouldn't be much better. In the end, he probably just didn't like eating and preferred to go hungry."

"I wonder who spoiled his palate so much."

"But now, he's the kind of picky eater who likes to snack all the time."

"Especially fond of sweets."

"He likes those sweet and sour candied fruits, as well as egg tarts and pastries. Could it be because his brain needs a lot of energy to function? But he'll easily get cavities that way. His current physical state is only around seventeen years old. If he eats too much sugar, what will he do when he has to go to the dentist to get his teeth pulled?"

The great monk worried, "If Wuhou wants to run, no one can catch him."

Yuanjue, are you a mother hen?

Why are you thinking so far ahead?

Wei Yuan's lips twitched, and he suddenly remembered something. He hesitated and said,

"When I'm cultivating..."

"Does A-Liang eat Longjing shrimp?" (Longjing is a type of green tea)

"Huh?"

Yuanjue was puzzled. "Wuhou likes sweet flavors. He doesn't like those light dishes."

"He even prefers strongly flavored black tea."

Wei Yuan: "…………"

Recalling the young strategist snatching food from Zhu Jiuyin in his lucid dream, the museum curator fell silent, then gritted his teeth—it was deliberate, definitely deliberate.

A-Liang, you were definitely doing it on purpose, right?

Snatching food from Zhu Jiuyin, deliberately provoking Him?

How could you be so mischievous?!

Just wait until I get back, and I'll give you a beating!

Curator Wei glared fiercely at the young strategist's room. He heard a click, and without a doubt, the white-robed strategist had directly locked the room from the inside. Helpless, Wei Yuan told Yuanjue to make sure A-Liang got enough nutrition.

Add everything – green peppers, cilantro, green vegetables...

No picky eating allowed!

Before, Jue and the Taiqi Mountain God went to the place where the Queen Mother of the West left clues and obtained the Kunlun Jade Book. They also saw the future in the He Tu Luo Shu. Later, when Jue left, she chose to have the Taiqi Mountain God seal the location of the He Tu Luo Shu.

Wei Yuan was more or less a Kunlun Mountain God, barely within the lineage of mountain gods.

According to the location Jue mentioned, plus the Taiqi Mountain God's divine power was as eye-catching as the high beams of a truck on a dark road, completely impossible to ignore. Wei Yuan was worried because of this—Kaiming Beast was also one of the Kunlun divine masters, and surely had gods of the Kunlun lineage under his command.

The Taiqi Mountain God's divine power seal was also a guide for them.

For Kaiming Beast, it was practically writing "Come on in and play, Big Daddy" on his face.

Wei Yuan complained inwardly, and after careful consideration, decided to first resolve the matter of the He Tu Luo Shu, and then talk about going up to Longhu Mountain. On the one hand, it was obvious that the He Tu Luo Shu carried more weight. Longhu Mountain could be visited anytime.

On the other hand, for Wei Yuan, facing the old Celestial Master's shocked and angry gaze of "You again?!" was more difficult than dealing with the He Tu Luo Shu. Wei Yuan would feel guilty, realizing that he still had a conscience.

As for the latter...

It was just a matter of an axe, right?

However, when Wei Yuan approached, he still chose to separate a clone and fly away along the Great Dao, carrying a strong enough aura. His main body used the technique of concealing his aura and slowly approached, just in case.

Sneak into the village quietly, and don't fire any shots.

Wei Yuan joked to himself in his heart, his right hand gripping his sword.

The Taiqi Mountain God's seal hadn't changed, but even so, Wei Yuan didn't relax his vigilance when he stepped into it. Instead, he concealed his aura and slowly approached. Clairvoyance and clairaudience weren't even among the seventy-two Earthly Fiends; they were considered conventional Taoist techniques.

They were classified as a way to enhance the body's functions with magic power.

So-called Taoist disciples, because of their creator, seemed like they were long-range attackers.

But if you got close, they could slap you to the ground, and you wouldn't be able to get up.

How could Taoism be so inflexible?!

Enhancing muscle fibers with magic power meant that even a petite loli of 1.5 meters could carry a mountain and chase after you. Wei Yuan now suspected that the basic reason Taoism was created was to fight the Great Wilderness in the future, so Taoist disciples were forced to compete with those wild gods.

If viewed from the perspective of war, it would be found that the Shenzhou Taoist sect was completely aiming for the training of all-around special forces in the entire world's extraordinary system.

From meditation and Qi refinement to formation arrangements and rituals, from alchemy and forging to long-range attacks and close combat, they had to know everything.

For long-range attacks, they used spells. For close combat, they drew their swords. A backhand slap to the face, and a talisman from the other hand.

In one-on-one combat, they were hexagon warriors. In group fights, they had encirclement tactics with varying numbers of people, from the Two Elements Formation to the Grand Celestial Cycle Formation. Of course, the ancestors thought that way, but some guys went astray after practicing these methods.

They used the idea of enhancing the body's organ functions with magic power to do things other than the proper work.

Wei Yuan mixed magic power with divine power, enhancing his ears' ability to capture sounds.

With his strength, he could enhance his hearing to the level of a Kunlun demon beast.

Of course, it also consumed a lot of magic power.

Wei Yuan felt that these spell constructs were a bit outdated.

In fact, Wei Yuan felt that the combination of modern Taoism and technology wasn't enough.

How great would it be if he could use magic power to construct a miniature radar?

What about Tiger Fist and Mantis Fist?

Since they imitated force exertion techniques, and there were sword fingers and sword palms that used the body to imitate weapons, why couldn't there be a machine gun fist?

Using human muscles and magic power enhancement to simulate the magic power methods of these human weapons.

For example, in future martial arts competitions, someone would be the AK-47 sect's great disciple of the Na Zha Fist new school!

Someone else would be a Tiger Tank Horizontal Training sect!

Someone else would be a Xingyi sect disciple, specializing in Xingyi Cannon Fist's Type 83 130/...

Wei Yuan said, "And then?"

The He Tu Luo Shu said faintly, "And then he dismantled me with a backhand."

Wei Yuan: "…………"

The He Tu Luo Shu demon spirit murmured, "When He dismantled me, He even said, 'See, didn't expect that, did you?'"

"It seems that the He Tu Luo Shu isn't omnipotent either."

"If there are loopholes, it's easier to be exploited."

No, why does this feel so familiar?

Could it be that this Yu the Great Appraisal Technique is actually the Fuxi Appraisal Technique?

The origin of the move is even more ancient, damn it!

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and asked,

"Then why did you run just now?"

He asked, "You tempted that divine general with benefits, but gave harsh demands on purpose, wanting him to be unable to resist greed and take you away, right? And why did I die in the future you showed Jue before?"

The He Tu Luo Shu was silent.

Then, as Wei Yuan raised his axe, it said faintly,

"When you predict 108,000 futures, and a full 80% of those futures will be dismantled by the next guy to come along..."

"Wouldn't you want to run?"

Wei Yuan looked at his Xing Tian Axe. Without a doubt, the one who would dismantle the He Tu Luo Shu in 80% of those 100,000 futures was him. He said awkwardly, "Well, aren't there still 20%?"

The He Tu Luo Shu said without inflection, "The remaining 20% are crushed by a pulverizer, impacted by a divine era stamping machine, thrown into the core of a star to be calcined, smashed to pieces and exiled into a time rift, or crushed and thrown into a human research institute for material forging and strength testing."

The spirit of the stone tablet asked, "So, if it were you, would you want to run?"

"Wouldn't you want to take revenge?"

"Ah, this... indeed."

Wei Yuan's lips twitched, and he said, "That person is me?"

"Who else..."

Wei Yuan thought for a moment, and the Xing Tian Axe in his hand rested on the ground. He said, "Then how about this."

"I'll ask you a few questions now. As long as you answer me honestly, then I won't chop you up..."

Under the presence of the Xing Tian Axe, the He Tu Luo Shu and Wei Yuan reached a friendly consensus, and it actively offered to help answer questions.

Wei Yuan sat cross-legged on the bluestone, the Xing Tian Axe leaning beside him. He said,

"First question, where is the Queen Mother of the West?"

ps: Second update for today...