Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

"Roar~~~" Although the winged horse couldn't speak, its tone was very uneasy and its voice was rather impatient.

Li Xiuyuan looked at the winged horse's wet eyes, which looked pitiful, and realized that it was so anxious that tears were about to fall! He felt a pang of heartache for it.

"You don't want me to leave? Then will you come with me? I'll take you away!" Li Xiuyuan's heart stirred; perhaps it really would leave with him! This winged horse clearly couldn't live without him! No!!! It should be said, it was his food!

"Roar~~~ Roar!!!" After hesitating for a while, Yima nodded in agreement, because his cooking was just too delicious.

The mere thought of leaving tomorrow and never being able to eat such delicious food again made Yima surrender. If he could keep eating that delicious food, he would be willing to be a cow or a horse for it.

Li Xiuyuan left with his winged horse, their shadows stretching long in the dim sunlight.

The Wu tribe here was led by Xuanming. When Gonggong and Zhurong went out on a mission together, they encountered a beautiful woman.

This woman was a mortal, with a face as beautiful as a flower, named Fengwa. Yes, Fengwa was the little girl whom Nuwa delivered. From a young age, she was hailed as a chosen one of heaven, because Nuwa's spiritual power gave her memories from birth.

Nuwa and Li Xiuyuan had witnessed each other's power since childhood, and from the moment she was born, she had already vowed to become a person above all others, to be revered by all.

Despite her lofty ambitions, Fengwa is truly a beautiful woman. Her mere presence here would captivate countless men. Unfortunately, she is solely focused on cultivation and disdains any men who wish to befriend her.

Her dream was to one day become as powerful as them. She had heard a legend that all people in the world were created by Nuwa, who was the object of her worship and her savior.

That day, after finishing her cultivation, Fengwa walked down the street with a paper umbrella. Two handsome men brushed past her, their smiles captivating.

Fengwa's oil-paper umbrella was accidentally knocked to the ground by two men. Sometimes fate brings people together so suddenly. These two men were Gonggong and Zhurong, who had been sent on a mission.

Gonggong knocked Fengwa's umbrella to the ground. He was originally not going to pay any attention to her, but Fengwa stopped him, saying, "You bumped into my umbrella!"

Fengwa stared coldly at the two men, her eyes full of wariness. These two men had managed to knock her umbrella away, so they must be quite skilled. But she wasn't one to be easily bullied.

"You..." Gonggong heard the woman's voice and initially didn't want to pay attention, but the moment he turned around, he saw Fengwa's face and was stunned.

Fengwa wore a white floor-length dress, her long hair reaching her waist and draped over her lower back. Her skin was like solidified cream, and she had a beautiful figure. Her oval face was adorned with large, dark eyes, a high, straight nose, and cherry-red lips. Despite her gentle and charming appearance, a hint of coldness lingered on her face, making her a contradictory figure.

"I'm so sorry, young lady!" Gonggong blushed as he realized what had happened, picked up the oil-paper umbrella and handed it to Fengwa. Fengwa glanced at the two of them and then left with the umbrella.

Gonggong watched Fengwa's departing figure, his lips moved slightly, wanting to say something but not knowing how to speak. This was the first time Gonggong, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, had been moved by a girl. She looked very different from other girls, and just looking at her made him feel very comfortable.

For a long time afterward, Gonggong couldn't forget this woman, and he would go to the market whenever he could, hoping to bump into her.

Centuries later, Gonggong and Zhurong had become acquainted with the woman. After getting to know each other, they became even more infatuated with her. Unfortunately, Fengwa had no feelings for Gonggong, only for Zhurong.

Zhu Rong did not love Feng Wa. Gong Gong did not know that Feng Wa's beloved was Zhu Rong, yet he would bring Zhu Rong with him every time he met Feng Wa.

As time went on, Gonggong noticed that the atmosphere between Fengwa and Zhurong was a bit strange, but he couldn't say anything about it. He never imagined that Fengwa had fallen in love with Zhurong.

But secrets can't stay hidden forever. On this day, Gonggong, as always, took Zhurong to see Fengwa. Fengwa made an appointment with the two of them to meet at Buzhou Mountain. This was the 666th year and 66th day since they met. Gonggong wanted to take this opportunity to confess his feelings to Fengwa.

He liked her, wanted to be with her, and wanted to see her every day. He loved her, and that was that; there was nothing he was afraid to admit.

Gonggong had prepared a gift to surprise Fengwa, and he was really looking forward to Fengwa's performance! He was sure Fengwa would be very happy and excited, because he himself was already very excited, his heart pounding with excitement!

The thought of the two of them being together made him want to laugh out loud. It has to be said that Gonggong truly loved Fengwa.

Zhu Rong watched his happy friend with a complicated expression. He didn't know whether he should tell him about that matter, nor how to bring it up. Should he say that Fengwa didn't like him, but rather he, Zhu Rong? Just thinking about it gave him a headache. He had always known that Gonggong liked Fengwa!

He dared not interfere in their relationship, and even if he had any thoughts about it, it was forbidden. But how did he end up getting involved? He dared not imagine what terrible consequences would occur if Gonggong found out about all this.

They knew each other too well. Gonggong had a fiery temper, and he knew that too, so he was even more unsure how to broach the subject. Gonggong, on the other hand, was a simple-minded person and was completely unaware of his friend's predicament; he simply hoped that Fengwa would arrive soon.

Time passed slowly, and Fengwa knew Gonggong's thoughts, but she couldn't reciprocate his feelings. The person she loved wasn't him, even though he was a good person, she still couldn't agree to it!

Since learning about Gonggong's feelings, Fengwa has been very troubled. On one side are people who like her, and on the other side are people she likes. However, the people who like her and the people she likes are also her brothers. She doesn't know how to choose.

Chapter 1027 Gonggong's Confession

"Why hasn't she arrived yet? Am I okay looking like this?" Gonggong looked at Zhurong, slightly nervous, but mostly expectant.

"Yes, very handsome!" Gonggong looks really handsome today. He has healthy wheat-colored skin, his muscles are well-proportioned and firm, and his height of over 1.8 meters makes him look even more majestic. His handsome facial features are resolute.

"Do you think she'll look down on me? Am I really okay with this?" At this moment, the burly man's eyes were filled with insecurity again; he was terrified of being rejected.

"Zhurong, Gonggong!" Fengwa was immediately captivated by the beautiful scenery around her as soon as she arrived; this was her first time visiting this place!

"Fengwa, you've come! Come quickly, come here!" Gonggong rushed forward, grabbed Fengwa, and ran to Zhurong's side.

"What's wrong?" Fengwa asked Gonggong across from her, puzzled.

"Come on, close your eyes. There's a surprise!" Gonggong urged.

Fengwa obediently closed her eyes. What were these two up to? They were acting so mysteriously; it was really inexplicable.

"Ta-da! Look! You can open your eyes now!" Gonggong exclaimed excitedly, waving his hand, and the scene before him changed.

"..." Fengwa opened her eyes and saw snowflakes fluttering down and landing on her, her hands, and the ground, covered in colorful flowers and butterflies, which were particularly beautiful.

This scene is truly magical! She had never seen flowers, butterflies, and snowflakes coexist; everything was so wondrous.

Fengwa stared blankly at the unique scene, and couldn't help but reach out her hand, twirling and dancing amidst the beautiful scenery, more beautiful than the flowers.

Gonggong couldn't help but smile as he looked at Fengwa. Fengwa was exceptionally beautiful; she was truly beautiful, like a pure little angel descended to earth. Her smile was infectious, making others unable to resist sharing her joy.

"Fengwa, I love you. I want to be with you for all eternity, until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble..." Gonggong, suppressing his excitement, picked up a bouquet of flowers he had prepared beforehand and ran quickly to Fengwa. He was so excited that he almost tripped and fell when he reached the middle of the way.

"Gonggong, look, this place is so beautiful!" Upon hearing Gonggong's words, Fengwa's expression changed instantly, her smile froze on her face, and she immediately interrupted Gonggong.

"Fengwa, I..." Gonggong began to speak again, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Fengwa once more.

"Gonggong, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now!" Fengwa was afraid that Gonggong would reveal his true feelings at this moment. She didn't know how to respond to his affection, nor did she want Zhurong to see this scene.

"Fengwa, don't go!" Gonggong felt a pang of pain in his heart. He seemed to know something, but he didn't want to believe it. Seeing Fengwa turn to leave, he subconsciously grabbed her hand to stop her from leaving.

"Gonggong, let go of me, you're hurting me!" Fengwa waved her hand, trying to shake off Gonggong's grip. His grip was so strong that it almost broke her wrist, which immediately turned red.

"I'm sorry... please don't go..." The usually domineering Gonggong was surprisingly weak at this moment; he was terrified.

He was afraid of disappointing her, afraid that he would lose her.

"Gonggong, I have something to say to you." Fengwa gradually calmed her heart and made up her mind to reveal her true feelings, because only in this way could fairness be achieved.

"Well, Fengwa, is there anything you want to say to me?" Gonggong looked at Fengwa with deep affection, his heart instantly revived. Perhaps she liked him?

"Um, Gonggong, I'm sorry!" Fengwa's eyes flickered, her lips moved, but she managed to utter such pale and weak words. She really didn't know how to speak. She had seen all the good things Gonggong had done for her over the past few hundred years. How could she say such hurtful words with a clear conscience?

"What's wrong? Fengwa, tell me!" Gonggong was completely baffled by Fengwa's attitude. He was truly confused and didn't understand what Fengwa was thinking. His heart was in a state of panic, pounding wildly.

"I love Zhurong, not you. I'm sorry, Gonggong, please forget me!" Fengwa closed her eyes, spoke her true feelings, and then ran away shyly.

She admitted she was cowardly; she was afraid to see the disappointment in Gonggong's eyes, but she was even more afraid of Zhurong's attitude. Would he share her feelings? Would he resent her?

Gonggong was stunned when he heard Fengwa's words. He immediately let go of Fengwa's hand and watched her departing figure with a bitter look in his eyes. Gonggong walked to a stone pier and sat down.

"Gonggong, listen to me, things aren't as you think." Zhurong was startled by Fengwa's words. He hadn't expected Fengwa to confess her feelings to him in this setting, knowing that his beloved had never been her.

Zhu Rong looked at her friend with a disappointed expression. Gong Gong sat on the stone stool without saying a word, his eyes fixed on the direction where Feng Wa had left, even though Feng Wa was no longer in sight.

"Don't say anything, just let me have some peace and quiet, okay? Go away!" Although he knew that love was mutual, knowing that Fengwa loved Zhurong but not him was a really bad feeling. For the first time, he experienced what heartbreak felt like.

"Gonggong, don't misunderstand, I really didn't know..." Zhurong knew Gonggong was upset, and he wanted to tell him that he didn't like Fengwa.

"Alright, stop using the guise of doing this for my own good. Get the hell out of here!" Gonggong was in a terrible mood. He was a man who cared a lot about his reputation, and Zhurong's words only added fuel to the fire, making him even angrier.

"Gonggong, how can you be so ungrateful?" Zhurong was also angered by Gonggong's tone, and her voice became a little louder.

This completely enraged Gonggong. His anger burned fiercely, and he quickly lost his temper: "Zhurong, you fucking come and fight me! If I don't beat you to a pulp, I'm not the water god Gonggong!"

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Chapter 1028 Gonggong Angrily Strikes Buzhou Mountain

The two were quickly enraged by a few words. At this moment, neither cared about what would happen. Gonggong took the lead in confronting Zhurong and launched a powerful attack from a distance.

Zhu Rong nimbly dodged Gong Gong's attack with a side turn and a gliding motion. Seeing this, Gong Gong continued to attack Zhu Rong, who had initially only defended and not attacked. However, after being hit twice by Gong Gong, Zhu Rong also began to launch an attack.

The battle between the two became increasingly fierce, with countless wounds of all sizes covering their bodies, yet they fought like madmen, evenly matched.

The two began to fight with all their might, neither giving the other an easy time. After Gonggong was knocked to the ground by Zhurong once again, he rammed his head into Buzhou Mountain.

He really didn't know how to face him in the future. Originally, he didn't want to die, but he used too much force, and the pillar of Buzhou Mountain collapsed directly. The debris swept down from the hillside and hit the two of them.

"Gonggong, hurry!" Zhurong looked at Gonggong, who was still motionless in the same position, and thought he was still grieving! But she did not expect that Gonggong was already dead.

When Li Xiuyuan and Yima arrived, they found they were too late. Gonggong had already crashed into Buzhou Mountain and successfully brought about his own demise.

"Gonggong, hurry up and go!" Zhurong saw that Gonggong was still not moving, so she went forward and tried to pull him away. But when she pulled him, she realized that something was wrong. Gonggong's eyes were slightly bulging and dull, his body was cold, and there was no heartbeat.

Gonggong has been killed! It took Zhurong a while to come to his senses, but before he could think of anything, the rumbling sound from the mountainside reached his ears again, and the landslide continued.

Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly dire, Zhu Rong had no choice but to leave first, as the consequences of Buzhou Mountain collapsing would be unimaginable.

With a loud crash, countless stones rolled down the hillside. Zhu Rong carried Gonggong on his back and left the place, unaware that a man and a horse were watching his actions!

After Li Xiuyuan used his concealment technique to become invisible, he watched the mountain collapse and Zhu Rong leave, but he still felt another force surrounding him.

Li Xiuyuan brought two fingers together, and with a flash, activated his Eyes of Truth. He found a disheveled man standing before him, his features resolute and imposing, exactly like the man who had just struck Buzhou Mountain. Clearly, this was the man named Gonggong from before. "Gonggong, Gonggong!" Li Xiuyuan called out helplessly, looking at the man who was lost in thought before him.

"Huh? How do you know my name?" Gonggong stared blankly at Li Xiuyuan. At this moment, his soul was very ethereal and he looked extremely weak. If he didn't save him, his soul would probably turn to ashes in less than a day.

"Gonggong, you are dead, do you know that?" Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but ask. This naive man was really the hot-tempered Gonggong, was he lying?

"I'm dead! Yes! I'm already dead! Damn, I just died like that?" Gonggong calmly recounted the events, then seemed to be slow to react and was surprised, only then remembering that he had died after crashing into Mount Buzhou.

"Huh? That's not right. How can you still see me if I'm dead?" Gonggong belatedly realized that he had also seen Zhurong holding his body earlier, and no matter how he called him, he didn't respond. Moreover, he had failed to return to his body!

"Well, how about that? Remember now!" Li Xiuyuan was speechless. This was the first time he had ever seen such a weirdo, and he was completely dumbfounded.

"Damn it! I'm still so young, and I'm dying young! Is there no justice in this world?!" Didn't he just impulsively bump into a pillar of Buzhou Mountain? How could that kill someone? Gonggong was speechless.

"Yes, stop talking. Do you want to be brought back to life?" Li Xiuyuan interrupted Gonggong's rambling and continued to ask.