Chapter Eighteen: A Man's Greeting

  But he said that the red cloud was due to his severe injuries, and even a beast without spiritual intelligence could make him fall. He felt that staying in the wild for another moment would add danger, and his heart was anxious. Seeing Fuxi's kindness, he couldn't help but think of it, although he also had some doubts, suspecting that the one who injured him was indeed Fuxi's friend, Bear Daoist. However, seeing Fuxi as a decent person without a doubt, at this moment, what mattered most was finding someone to take him to a safe place like Kunlun Mountain. So, he persuaded Fuxi to put aside his plan to chase after the one who had just caught up, and instead accompany him to Kunlun Mountain first.

  Fuxi didn't know what was on Hongyun's mind, but he also felt that what Hongyun said made sense. He said, "It's not good to delay, fellow Taoist, why don't we set out immediately? I'll trouble you to cultivate along the way." He also said, "When we arrive at Kunlun Mountain, I hope you can offer your assistance."

  Hongyun smiled and said, "That Taoist has a predestined relationship with me. Even if you don't say it, I will still try to understand him." In his heart, he thought, "That Taoist's cultivation is very high. If the Three Pure Ones assist me, I will go to understand the cause and effect. If not, I am also helpless. You should think of a way yourself." He also thought about Zhuang Xiong's cruelty and wondered if it had anything to do with Fuxi. He quickly said, "Fellow Taoist, we need to take a detour ahead, otherwise, we might not be able to avoid that Taoist. With your cultivation and my injuries, I'm afraid we will fall into his hands. I can still manage, but if you're not careful, who can save your sister?"

  Fuxi hurriedly said: "The Taoist friend reminded me." He hastily picked up a cloud, put the red cloud on his back, and drew an arc line towards the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

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  Nüwa and Zhuang Xiong proceeded with tender affection, advancing slowly, but after three to five days, they still hadn't caught up with Fuxi. Nüwa couldn't help but feel anxious. Zhuang Xiong thought carefully for a moment, and a flash of insight appeared in his eyes, roughly guessing what had happened to Fuxi. He smiled and told Nüwa about it. Nüwa thought carefully and also recalled the direction Hongyun had left in that day, feeling somewhat relieved, knowing that her brother was kind-hearted and would not refuse Hongyun's request for help. However, she couldn't help but feel anxious, repeatedly urging Zhuang Xiong to hurry up. Zhuang Xiong understood Nüwa's thoughts, and the two of them quickened their pace, rushing towards the direction of Kunlun.

  Although the scenery along the way was varied, the two of them didn't have the heart to play. On this day, they finally arrived at Kunlun Mountain. The mountain stretched for thousands of miles, with countless rare flowers and grasses, cranes flying and white apes running, strange beasts gathering in herds. Its height reached into the clouds, its vastness seemed to touch the sky, its width was unknown, tens of millions of miles. Sitting upright and motionless like a mountain, it was truly majestic and beautiful, yet also elegant and refreshing. It was indeed worthy of being the second sacred mountain of the Primordial Chaos, and was vastly different from Mount Buzhou.

  Nüwa was somewhat anxious, pulling Zhuang Xiong to go forward and lightly strike the formation. However, just as they were about to do so, the formation rippled and several people emerged from it. The first person was Fuxi, followed by three men with extraordinary appearances - an old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man. Zhuang Xiong guessed that they were the Three Pure Ones. The old man had a refined appearance, white hair and beard, a calm face, and held a solitary cane in his hand. His eyes seemed dull, but occasionally flashed with sharp light. The middle-aged man had an arrogant expression, a cold and stern face, tightly closed lips, and a hint of stubbornness. He was playing with a jade scepter in his hand. Tongtian had a sunny face, a smiling mouth, a kind appearance, and a curious expression. A precious sword was moving back and forth in his hand, as if eager to move. Next to them stood a Taoist priest, with a green beard and yellow robe, a kind face, but seemingly deep in thought. Zhuang Xiong's observations took only an instant, and he was about to match the people in his mind when he suddenly forgot about Fuxi.

  As soon as Fuxi appeared, he saw that Zhuang Xiong and Nüwa were holding hands together. Thinking that he had worried for nothing for several days, he suddenly became furious and his eyes blazed with anger. He shouted "I'm going to kill you, you stupid bear!" and rushed towards Zhuang Xiong. Zhuang Xiong was helpless and could only pull Nüwa back gently, saying "Brother, don't be rash, let's talk this over calmly."

  Fuxi was furious and wanted to die, shouting: "What else can be said? You dead bear, taking advantage of my absence to make small moves, dare to have ideas about my sister? How long has it been since we last met? You even dared to hold hands, and still dare to call me brother? Come and die!!!" As he spoke, he rushed up again with a loud shout.

  Zhuang Xiong hastily pulled Nüwa away, saying: "You're a dead sister-control freak! I'm giving your sister face, not because I'm afraid of you. Don't take advantage of the situation."

  Fuxi's eyes had already turned red with rage, and he didn't care what the other person was saying. Without another word, he charged forward again.

  Zhuang Xiong could only reluctantly glance at Nüwa, and with a lingering reluctance, let go of her small hand. He rushed forward to engage in a fierce battle with Fuxi. The two people were seen grabbing each other's hair, poking each other's nostrils, one using the Double Dragon Playing with Pearls move, the other using the Monkey Stealing Peaches move. You used the Black Tiger Piercing Heart technique, I countered with the Old Tree Coiling Roots move. This great battle only ended when the sky grew dark and dust filled the air.

  Nüwa saw that the two were a Da Luo Golden Immortal and a Taiyi Golden Immortal, yet they were still frolicking about like children, so mischievous and unruly. She couldn't help but feel a bit helpless, rolling her eyes and shaking her head in bitter laughter. However, she was also unable to do anything about the two, so she walked forward and paid respects to Sanqing with a bow, saying: "I am Nüwa from Mount Zhou, may I ask if you three are fellow Daoists of Sanqing?"

  Three Pure Ones saw Fuxi being unusually warm and polite, but now he was like a rough man, nodding his head in admiration. When Nüwa asked him, Laozi replied calmly, "Yes, I am Laozi." Yuan Shi glanced at Nüwa and saw that she also had the cultivation of Taiyi Peak, so her expression eased slightly as she said, "Yuan Shi." The green-bearded Daoist, however, bowed his head in greeting and smiled, saying, "I am Wanshoushan's Five Villages' Observatory's Town Master Yuanzi, nice to meet you, Nüwa Dao friend." Tongtian laughed and said, "I am Tongtian, Nüwa Dao friend is too polite. We've heard a lot about your name from Fuxi Dao friend." After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Nüwa's response and asked again, "Nüwa Dao friend, do you know why Fuxi Dao friend became like this? Usually, I think he's as serious and proper as my second brother, but unexpectedly, he has such a side to him too."

  Nüwa's face suddenly turned red, with black lines all over her face. She lowered her head in embarrassment and thought to herself: "This is really humiliating, I've lost all face. Just wait and see how I'll deal with you when I turn back."

  The original saw that Tong Tian was about to open the pot, but he didn't let him. He glared at him fiercely. Laozi, who was standing beside him, chimed in: "Standing outside like this isn't a suitable place for conversation after all. I wonder if Nüwa Daoist friend can separate the two of them? We'll go up the mountain and talk again?"

  Nüwa was extremely embarrassed, her heart filled with anger and annoyance. She raised her head and shouted: "All of you stop it!" However, the two were completely absorbed in their fight and didn't hear her. Nüwa's anger suddenly reached the sky, and she couldn't help but use a bit of her magical power. She loudly shouted: "Stop! You silly bear, hurry up and stop my brother for me. If you continue to fool around like this, see if I'll still care about you in the future."

  Zhuang Xiong was in the midst of a fierce battle, when suddenly he heard the roar of the River East Lion, and was shocked. With a loud crash, he kicked Fuxi away with one foot, and with a light and casual motion, grabbed Fuxi's two hands and spun him around, instantly capturing him. It was truly an effortless move. The three Qing and others watched in stunned amazement, suddenly understanding why Nüwa had called out to Zhuang Xiong first. It turned out that Zhuang Xiong surpassed Fuxi in every aspect, whether it be magical powers, Taoist cultivation, physical abilities, or combat experience.

  Fuxi was caught by Zhuang Xiong and hadn't reacted yet, struggling and shouting: "You dead bear, let me go, I want to fight you to the death." The black air on Nüwa's face grew even thicker, Zhuang Xiong smiled awkwardly and whispered to Fuxi: "Hurry up and wake up, sister Nüwa is getting angry, if you want to seek death, don't drag me down with you." Fuxi was shocked by the words "Nüwa is getting angry" and quickly glanced at his sister who was on the verge of turning black, then stood up straight and gave Nüwa a brilliant smile. He quietly struggled free from Zhuang Xiong's grasp, and Zhuang Xiong also quickly let go. Fuxi laughed loudly: "Sister, don't worry, I'm just playing a joke on the bear, it's been a long time since we met, I'm just saying hello and checking if his skills have declined. This is how men greet each other, you don't understand." He gave Zhuang Xiong another glance and said: "Bear, isn't that right?"

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, and this guy had pulled himself into the situation. He looked up to see Nüwa giving him a meaningful glance, and he felt a chill run down his spine. He forced himself to meet Nüwa's gloomy gaze and awkwardly said, "Uh, this is actually how I greet my brother, it's just a bit special, but it shows that our relationship is good." Seeing Nüwa still looked disbelieving, he turned around to see Fuxi grinning foolishly at Nüwa while nodding repeatedly, and he felt like crying. Why did he have to deal with this idiot Fuxi? Why did he have to be the one to explain? But seeing Nüwa was still staring at him, he hastily chuckled a few times, his mind racing quickly, and said, "Actually, greeting each other like this is very helpful for improving relationships. When men fight, they feel relieved in their hearts, and when they feel relieved, their relationship naturally becomes better. And often doing so helps to relieve pressure, clears the mind, and allows thoughts to flow freely, which is beneficial for cultivating one's Tao." It turned out that Zhuang Xiong had suddenly thought of Tongtian at this moment, and he discovered that this guy was also someone who couldn't stay idle, loved excitement, and would probably take over the conversation without any issues.

  As expected, Tong Tian sank into deep thought for a while and regretfully said: "Indeed, there is some truth to it. Unfortunately, my two elder brothers are both serious people, otherwise I would have liked to try it out."

  Nang Zhong heard the conversation and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, secretly wiping away a cold sweat. He said: "You see, I was right? Even Tongtian Dao friend agrees with me. It's just that as a daughter, you have many inconveniences, so we didn't tell you, only the two of us greeted each other like this."