[Fengshen] Crossing over to be a boy

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☆, predestined person

"Many monks in the world have spent their entire lives in the realm of refining and transforming qi." Seeing that Cang Kong came back, Qingxu Moral Master didn't talk nonsense, and went directly to the topic, "It's not because of lack of qualifications, nor because there is no famous teacher to guide, you know it's because What is it, Cangkong Tonger?"

"Because..." Cang Kong shook his dizzy mind, recalling the experience of going down the mountain this time, "Is it because you are not determined to seek the Tao?"

"That's right, you can live 150 years by refining and transforming qi. You will stay young forever, and you will suddenly grow old when your lifespan is approaching. Many people feel content when they reach this level of cultivation, and turn to enjoy the wealth and prosperity of the world and the prosperity of the world. .In the end, I found out that it was all in vain, and it was too late to regret it when I was dying!" Qingxu Daodezhenjun said, "Instead of this, it is better to practice the divine way. Although it is difficult to improve in the later stage, at least the longevity is long."

"Many people will be like this, is it also a catastrophe?" Cangkong asked tentatively.

"What Tong'er said is very true. This is the second heavenly tribulation in the practice. It appears during the Qi refining period. It is called the Calamity of Mind." Qingxu Daodezhenjun nodded.

"...It was actually what I said, wouldn't there be a catastrophe at every stage?"

"That's not true. The next catastrophe will at least wait until you become an Earth Immortal."

"I can rest assured for a while." Cangkong thought to himself, "It's all novels that lie to me. I thought that the catastrophe is just a few lightning strikes when I become a fairy. I didn't expect that there are catastrophes everywhere."

"This time, my teacher agrees with you to go to Jingcheng. Firstly, it is to give you a possible way out, and secondly, it is also a test of your character. No matter what, you have nothing to lose. But Tonger, you can firmly seek the Tao, and as a teacher very satisfied."

"So that's how it is." Cang Kong was praised by Zhenjun, and it was impossible to say that he was not happy.Reminiscent of the other party's careful teachings over the past few years and the missions with deep meaning, he bowed reverently and said from the bottom of his heart: "Master has a good intention, and he is ashamed to be empty."

As the saying goes: "There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and the years are unknown."

Ever since Cang Kong settled down to practice steadily, his understanding of the above two sentences has become deeper and deeper.After ten years, he actually cultivated all the way to the Earth Immortal, and he felt so sour that it was unbelievable, he didn't look like a boy.

Of course, behind the smooth practice is the accumulation of suffering.Since entering the stage of transforming gods, Qingxu Daodezhenjun officially began to teach him the way of refining weapons.The homework assigned to him afterwards was... to rework the wreckage of the magic weapon that had been destroyed over the years.

To be precise, the original various refining materials were extracted from the wreckage of the magic weapon.This requires extremely high requirements on Cang Kong's spiritual consciousness and knowledge of equipment and material properties, and it makes him hover on the verge of exhaustion every day.Whenever Cang Kong was refining materials, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth at himself who was so hot to destroy the "tool".

The wind is bitter and the clouds are shining.

Looking from a distance, there are two figures standing on the clouds, one is sixteen or seventeen years old, his eyes are like bright stars, his face is like a crown of jade, and he is dressed in a Taoist costume; the other is slightly older, but definitely not more than 20 years old, with a delicate face , with slender eyebrows and eyes, also wearing Taoist robes, but the style is simpler than that of the person in front.

"Why do I look older than my master?" Cang Kong, who is now 26 years old, looks at Qingxu Daodezhenjun, and silently complains in his heart, "And I have cultivated to be an earth immortal in ten years, and it takes more than twice as long as my master ...Are all the earth immortals in the Conferred God World so easy to cultivate?"

"Cangkong Tong'er, this is the first time you have seen the kind face of the head teacher, how do you feel?"

"Hmm..." Cang Kong thought for a long time before replying, "I can't tell, I just don't think he is a person... Uh, what I mean by this disciple is that I feel that he is in harmony with the surrounding world, not independent of the world. outside individual."

Qingxu Daodezhenjun nodded: "That's right, the Hunyuan sage's primordial spirit rests on the void of the great avenue, and every gesture of his hands and feet is in harmony with the heaven and earth. It's normal for you to feel this way."

The two of them had just returned from Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, and they were rushing to Ziyang Cave in Qingfeng Mountain.

A few days ago, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly ordered all the disciples of Chanjiao to go to Kunlun Mountain.Qingxu Daodezhenjun felt that Cangkong had never been to the ancestral home since he was apprenticed to his teacher, so he simply took him away with him.

When Qingxu Dazhenjun entered the main hall to listen to the lecture, Cangkong was also fortunate to follow closely as an attendant boy, and met many famous people of later generations in one go.

The one who bears the brunt of it is naturally Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, a sage of Kunlun teaching, who ranks in the top three of the "Persons I Hate Most in the Great Desolation".This sage master was blacked out in later generations. It seems that when it comes to the prehistoric world, except for Zhunti and Kunpeng, this guy is the most shameless, dark, sinister and cunning.In his previous life, Cang Kong more or less carried this point of view in his heart.

But Cangkong traveled to realize that novels are always just novels.At least when he saw Yuanshi Tianzun himself, he knew that Yuanshi could not be that kind of sinister person.How can such an aura as vast as heaven and earth be possessed by narrow-minded people?Anyway, Cangkong doesn't think so.After all, even entering the threshold of cultivation, there are two catastrophes that test one's character. Could it be that to become a Hunyuan saint, any kind of heart can be used?

Apart from Yuanshi Tianzun, Cangkong also met all the famous figures who explained teachings: Taoist Randeng, Antarctic Immortal, Twelve Immortals, Yun Zhongzi...even Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao!

The image of Jiang Ziya is very similar to what he imagined, with white beard and white hair, wrinkled face, and the breath on his body is similar to that of Cang Kong, just an earth fairy.As a direct disciple of the Yuanshi sage, it took him 40 years of practice to achieve this result.

Shen Gongbao's appearance is beyond Cang Kong's expectations: thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a straight face, he looks like the reincarnation of Zhu Shimao, making people feel reliable after watching him, not at all like the villain in the TV series.

"Speaking of which, Shen Gongbao's aura is much higher than Jiang Ziya's. The difference in cultivation between the two is so big, no wonder Shen Gongbao refused to accept when he was handed over the task of conferring the gods." keep thinking.

"Tong'er, what are you thinking?" Qingxu Daodezhenjun spoke.

"Uh, I'm wondering how brave this Di Xin is, to offend Nuwa Saint." Cang Kong replied.

Yes, this is the purpose of Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly calling all the disciples back to the mountain.On March [-]th last year, Emperor Xin went to the Nuwa Palace and wrote a poem on the wall, which contained blasphemy against Nuwa, which angered the saint and brought down the disaster of the dynasty. .Yuan Shi reminded his disciples to be vigilant and be careful in dealing with the murder.

"Hmph, he is also self-inflicted, last time he dared to give the God of Marriage, this time he dares..."

Qingxu Daodezhenjun's expression suddenly froze, Yun Guang also stopped under his feet, looked down, and counted with his hands, "Hey, the person below is destined to be a teacher."

"Sir, have you changed your name to Zhunti?"

☆, abducted disciple

Qingxu Moral True Monarch pushed aside the clouds and light, and saw densely populated people, converging vehicles and horses below, and a majestic city revealing its true face.

"It's Chaoge." Zhenjun recognized it, "The person who is destined is in the backyard of that mansion." He pointed to the southeast of his feet.

Cang Kong focused his mana in his eyes, and he could clearly see the fingers of Qingxu Daodezhenjun—"Huangfu." He read out the plaque of the mansion, and suddenly felt a feeling of reunion with enemies.

He was still thinking about it, Qingxu Daodezhenjun had already done it without saying a word.He took out the Hunyuan banner in his hand - the long blue banner specially used to teleport Cangkong - and waved it against the wind under his feet.

The airflow in mid-air suddenly became turbulent, the wind in the middle surged upwards, and the winds from all sides contracted and collapsed in the middle, forming a huge whirlwind, which directly rolled up the child playing in the backyard of the Huang Mansion and captured it in the clouds.

Looking at the child's delicate skin and tender flesh, the child was indeed born in a wealthy family.But no matter how courageous the child was, when he saw such a strange scene, he could only tremble with fright, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled for a long time, unable to utter a word.

Zhenjun put away the Hunyuan banner with satisfaction, his expression was like the king of monsters who caught Tang Seng: "The destined person is here, Tonger, let's go home."

"Wait, master, you forgot one thing!" Cang Kong hurriedly said, "Judging from the kid's clothes and appearance, he must have a high status in the Huangfu. Big trouble!"

Qingxu Daodezhenjun was stunned: "It's the teacher's negligence." He put two fingers in the middle of his right hand together, circulated his mana in the air, and wrote words on the ground of Huangfu, explaining the whereabouts of the child and the whereabouts of the person who took him away. Identity, and some comforting words and so on.

Cang Kong suddenly felt sorry for the Huang family. In the original book, they believed that Huang Tianhua was dead, and they had been sad for so many years, only because of the negligence of the true king of moral integrity.

Then, in order to let the predestined people enter the door as soon as possible, Qingxu Daodezhenjun did not take too long to ride the clouds, and directly rotated the escape light to the extreme, dragging one with one hand, and went straight back to the cave.

Shrouded in clouds and smoke, several green peaks stand silently in it.

These mountains are not very high, nor are they very steep and isolated.However, when outsiders see it, they will naturally feel the beauty and tranquility of the valleys and valleys, and mundane affairs are all left behind, and a sense of peace emerges from the bottom of their hearts.

The bright sun hangs high, and the incandescent light gushes out, sprinkled among the mountains.It was already noon at this time, and the sunshine and fog conditions were different from those in the early morning. After the two met, they created an even more magical beauty.

The purple haze is hazy, shattered in the sunlight, and the golden glow is dyed with a faint purple halo, which looks very magical. Combined with the Chongchong Guanyu Jingshe built against the mountain in the clouds and mist of Ziyang, it is simply not like a scene in the world.

This is the first of the ten scenic spots in Qingfeng Mountain, and its name is Ziyang Yunyan, and Ziyang Cave Mansion is also named after it.

"Where is this place?" The fairy family scenery of Qingfeng Mountain had already surprised the child from ear to ear, and the moment he landed in Hanxu Courtyard, the child blurted out the question.

"This place is Ziyang Cave in Qingfeng Mountain, which is my cave." Qingxu Daodezhenjun said with a kind tone, "Child, what is your name?"

When the child heard this question, he straightened out his thin chest and said proudly: "My surname is Huang, and my name is Tianhua. I am the eldest son of King Wucheng of Dashang Township."

Obviously Huang Tianhua said this more than once, and every time he was praised by others, that's why he said it with such an attitude.

"Oh, Huang Tianhua." Qingxu Daodezhenjun just nodded, and he didn't care much about his identity, "I am Qingxu Daodezhenjun, who is a disciple of the sage who explained and taught, you may wish to join my sect, and practice longevity and see him for a long time. road?"

"What is the way of longevity and long-term vision?" Huang Tianhua is only three years old this year, he has not yet learned how to read and write, how can he understand the words of the true king of virtue and morality.

"Longevity means immortality; long-term vision means immortal eyes and ears." Qingxu Daodezhenjun explained.

As soon as he explained it, Huang Tianhua didn't understand: "What is immortality? What is immortality?"

"My lord, if you use more idioms to explain an idiom, it will be strange for him to understand." Cang Kong sighed secretly in his heart, and resigned himself to his fate before Qingxu Daodezhen spoke again: "That is to say, if you follow My master cultivates, he will not grow old or die of illness, and he will learn many magical spells."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Huang Tianhua suddenly realized, his eyes widened, as if he was dreaming about his immortality.After a while, he suddenly remembered something, wrinkled his nose and said, "I don't want to get some long... long... long-term vision."

"Why?" Qingxu Daodezhen raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect that there are people in the world who don't want to live forever.

"I still want to grow up. My father said that only when I grow up can I ride a daughter-in-law, marry a god cow, inherit the title and family property, and become an important minister." Huang Tianhua took it for granted, "If I can't grow old, how can I grow up?"

"Is it marrying a wife and riding a divine bull? When you say that, the meaning is completely wrong." Cang Kong couldn't help complaining silently.

But Zhenjun opposite Huang Tianhua was a little dull, he never thought that there would be people who would refuse to cultivate for such a simple and rude reason, Cangkong was not like this back then.

"Tianhua, don't you understand?" There was no other way, so Cang Kong had no choice but to go out and abduct the children himself, "After you practice cultivation, you will be as big as you want, and as young as you want to be, and you can become as old as your father, and you can also be young." At the age of your grandfather, you can do whatever you want, it's amazing."

"Really?" Huang Tianhua was dubious, staring at Cang Kong with big black eyes.

"You little bear is in trouble." Cang Kong had no choice but to use a simple trick to change his face into that of Jiang Shang he had seen before, with old age and white hair.

"Wow, you can really grow old!" Huang Tianhua gaped and exclaimed, his eyes full of reverence.

Cang Kong withdrew the spell triumphantly: "Isn't it powerful?"

"Yeah, it's decided like this - I want to get that long...what's the matter?" Huang Tianhua forgot the word again.

"The way of longevity and long-term vision." Qingxu Daodezhenjun completed the words for him, "Then, you come to worship under my sect and learn from me."

"No." Huang Tianhua shook his head resolutely, stretched out his white and tender short hand, and pointed steadily at Cang Kong, "I want to learn from him."

"Why?" Cangkong looked at that chubby little hand, feeling that he had been shot innocently.

"He's older than you, looks more attractive, and he's very powerful." Huang Tianhua was obviously fooled by Cang Kong's technique just now.

"Is it reliable or not? I'm a serious fairy boy. Thank you... He looks younger than me, but he has actually lived for thousands of years. He is very powerful!" Cang Kong hurriedly remedied, "These mountains are all It's his, I'm just serving his boy."

"Really..." Huang Tianhua looked suspiciously at Qingxu Daodezhen Monarch, Cang Kong quickly winked at his master, motioning him to show his hands to this kid.

This time, Qingxu Daodezhenjun understood, and by using his mana, auspicious lights arose on himself, three white flowers bloomed at the same time, and five-colored clouds emerged from his chest, supporting the three flowers.For a while, the fragrance filled the room, and the fresh air flew up and down, which was quite like a fairy.

"Disciple Huang Tianhua pays homage to the teacher!" Huang Tianhua knocked his head on the ground without saying a word.

"...a man with a firm stand."

This was the only thought in Cang Kong's mind.

☆、Brothers and friends

"Huang Tianhua, you will come into my sect today and become an official disciple." Qingxu Daodezhenjun sat on the futon and said in a gentle voice, "My teacher is Qingxu Daodezhenjun under the seat of Yuanshi Tianzun, the sage of Yuqing, you must remember live."

"I understand." Huang Tianhua replied crisply.

"Well," Qingxu Daodezhenjun nodded in satisfaction, "Since you have entered the Taoist sect, how about giving you a Taoist name as a teacher?"

When Cangkong heard this, he quickly interjected to stop Zhenjun: "Master, Junior Brother Tianhua is still young, even if you have a Taoist name, he doesn't understand what it means. Besides, his parents are still alive, so he can't live on the mountain all the time. Why don't you go home? It's okay to use a layman's name for now."

"... makes sense, let's forget it for now." Zhenjun pondered for a moment, and agreed to Cangkong's proposal.

Cangkong heaved a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: With your name-naming ability, master, it's better to avoid it.Who knows what love action female star's name will be taken out-I will hate you for this stalk all my life!

"However, your name is wrong again." Qingxu Daodezhenjun pointed at Huang Tianhua, "He is your senior brother."

"I...what?!" Cangkong was dumbfounded, looked at Huang Tianhua, then at Qingxu Daodezhenjun, and said stutteringly, "But, but, regardless of age, or, or the time of entry, the disciples are all longer than him Ah! Master, please stop joking!"

"You are a boy, and he is an intruder." Qingxu Daodezhenjun said solemnly, without any sign of joking at all, "According to the rules, an intruder is naturally one level higher than a boy, so you should call him senior brother."

"Fuck me, what kind of bullshit rule is this!" Cang Kong swears in his heart.

"Junior brother, hello." Huang Tianhua turned around, with a sullen little face, trying to imitate the serious tone of an adult and said.

"..." The corner of Cang Kong's mouth twitched for a long time, and he managed to force out a sentence, "Hello, little senior brother." If you want him to call him senior brother directly, there is no way!

Fortunately, both Qingxu Daodezhenjun and Huang Tianhua didn't care much about the word "small", Huang Tianhua nodded seriously, Qingxu Daodezhenjun didn't say anything.

"Cangkong Tonger, take Tianhua to visit the Ziyang Cave Mansion, and then stay in Jingqinyuan. Every morning, remember to come to Hanxuyuan to find me."

"Yes." Cang Kong saluted and waved at Huang Tianhua, "Little brother, come with me."

The two had just stepped out of Hanxu Courtyard, when Huang Tianhua shouted tiredly from behind: "Junior Brother, slow down, Senior Brother can't keep up."

A vein popped out of the corner of Cangkong's eye, but he still endured the title "junior brother"—"little brother, what's the matter?" he turned his head and asked.

"Your steps are too big, I can't keep up." Huang Tianhua pursed his lips, and wiped the sweat off his face with his little hand.

"Well, I'm an Earth Immortal. It's normal for a three-year-old child to not be able to keep up. Alas, I obviously tried to slow down my pace." Cang Kong thought helplessly, reaching out to hold Huang Tianhua's little hand, "Let me lead you , remind me if you walk too fast."

As he said, he squeezed Huang Tianhua's hand, it was tender and slippery, just like the milk pudding of later generations - "It feels good to the touch, as expected, I came from a rich family. When I first got into this body, my hands were full of calluses Woolen cloth."

But the mountain road is rugged, and you have to walk according to the layout of Qimen Dunjia. How can a three-year-old child have such physical strength?In the end, Cang Kong had no choice but to walk with Huang Tianhua on his back, and at the same time endured those short, white and tender hands waving wildly in front of his eyes, patting his head and face from time to time.

"Okay, this is Jing Qin Yuan, where you and I will live in the future." When it was dark, Cang Kong returned to their residence with Huang Tianhua on his back.

After tossing and tossing for a whole day, Huang Tianhua had already run out of strength, he put his small face on Cang Kong's shoulder, and said sullenly, "Junior Brother, I'm so hungry."

Cang Kong hastily put him on the couch: "Little brother, be good, don't move around. I'll prepare food for you right now."

After finally settling Huang Tianhua down, Cang Kong cooked dinner for him in a clay pot, imitating the food list left by Qingxu Daodezhen.When he brought it over, he was still wondering if this kid would not be used to the food he made since he was a child.

But the facts proved that he was thinking too much, or Huang Tianhua was really hungry, so he ate up all the food, patted his belly with satisfaction, and fell asleep, not afraid of gaining weight.

"This child..." Cang Kong shook his head with a broken smile, covered him with a quilt, and went to his room to practice.When he reached the realm of the earth fairy, he no longer needed to sleep, instead he settled down to rest every night.

In the dead of night, people are silent, deep in thought.Cangkong went deep into the tranquility, experiencing the subtle pleasure of extreme tranquility.

"Ok?"

Somewhere, Cangkong's consciousness was touched by something.He sensed that someone was approaching him, and he knew this person.

He immediately withdrew from the tranquility and opened his eyes.

The moonlight outside was bright, pouring down like mercury, shining into the house, casting sparse and intertwined shadows on the window lattice.In the shadows, a small figure hides in it, gradually approaching Cangkong——

"Little brother, are you awake? It's just past time." Cang Kong asked.That's right, the person who came was his cheap senior brother Huang Tianhua.

"I, I..." Huang Tianhua's eyes wandered, and he said hesitantly, "I miss my mother and nanny, I want to go home..."

"It turns out I'm homesick." Cangkong heaved a sigh of relief, "The freshness of going up the mountain has finally passed. That's right, I woke up in the middle of the night, and I was alone, and everything around me was strange. It's human nature to be homesick. This The boy's psychological quality is not bad, at least he didn't cry."

"Little brother," he beckoned, and Huang Tianhua immediately trotted into his arms, "Since you've come up the mountain, you won't be able to see your family for a while, and you won't be able to go home. It depends on the master." arrangement, you know?"

Cang Kong is also not very good at comforting children, and he is not convinced by what he says.In desperation, he had no choice but to secretly cast a small spell to soothe the nerves and help him sleep, and combined with a soft voice to comfort the other party.

"Hmm... But I still want to go home... I'm afraid to sleep alone." Huang Tianhua whispered.

"How about this, I'll sleep with you today, okay? Tomorrow I'll ask the master when you can go home." Cang Kong touched his head, and secretly crossed a mana to make him swim into Tianhua's acupoint Acupoint the meridian and let him relax.

"Okay..." Cang Kong's spell worked, and now Huang Tianhua was a little confused and sleepy again.

Afterwards, Cang Kong took off his outer shirt, brought the quilt, hugged Huang Tianhua on the couch, lay down with all his clothes on, and at the same time patted his back lightly with his hands.Not long after, the sound of regular breathing sounded, and Tianhua had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Cangkong hasn't slept for a long time, and holding someone in his arms today, he feels an indescribable sense of security.Before he knew it, he also rarely fell asleep.

☆, Huang Feihu worships

The next day, Cang Kong carried the sleepy Huang Tianhua on his back to Hanxu Courtyard to visit Qingxu Daodezhenjun.

"You came just in time, Huang Feihu is at the bottom of the mountain at this time, go ask him to come up."

After meeting Qingxu Daodezhenjun, he said straight to the point.

"Have you come yet? The five-colored bull travels thousands of miles a day, which is really unusual. King Wu Cheng came overnight, it's really hard work for him." Cang Kong was not surprised by this result.Since his master left his handwriting in the backyard of Huang's mansion and abducted his children, Huang Feihu would naturally come to pay homage to the mountain.

Zhenjun nodded, and signaled Cangkong to put Huang Tianhua down and set off: "You once offended the five-color divine bull, and that divine beast has its own spirituality, so you must remember it. After a few years, in terms of appearance, that bull Can't recognize you. But it must still remember the smell on your body, pay attention to restraining your breath."

"Thank you for reminding me, master, it will save me." Cang Kong circulated the magic power in his body for a week, closed the pores of his body to prevent his breath from leaking out, and then went down the mountain with Sheyunbu.

At this time, it has been 17 years since Cangkong saw Huang Feihu last time.The heroic young man back then has now become a middle-aged man, wearing a silk casual robe, carrying a large package, sitting on the back of a divine bull with his waist straightened, and three black beards hanging down to his chest, he has a certain majesty. deportment.

"Xia Cangkong is the boy in front of Qingxu Daodezhenjun, who has met King Wu Cheng." Cangkong came to him and saluted.

"Young boy from the Immortal School, you are really extraordinary. My servant, Huang Feihu, be polite." Huang Feihu clasped his fists in return, and spoke with great vigor, showing a good internal cultivation.

"At least it's equivalent to the middle stage of refining and transforming qi in the Immortal family, such a profound martial arts attainment." Feeling the fiery human-shaped blood essence in his consciousness, Cang Kong thought to himself.

For a mortal who can cultivate to such a level with martial arts, he already has some admiration for it in his heart.

"Wu Chengwang has worked hard for coming here, the master invites you to come up to the mountain as a guest." He raised his hand, motioning Huang Feihu to follow him.

In order to show his respect, Huang Feihu walked down the bull and led the five-color bull behind him.The mountain road is tortuous, but this person and one ox walk on flat ground, so that they will not fall behind too much.

No, to be precise, it was Huang Feihu who was "carrying" the Five Colors God Bull walking.Cangkong found that the nose ring was missing from Shenniu's nose, and it seemed that Huang Feihu didn't need Huang Feihu to shout and drive around anymore. He could act obediently with just one gesture and one look.Presumably, the spirituality of this divine beast has grown a lot in recent years.

Maybe it was because he stole the nose ring, which actually promoted their spiritual communication.

"The layout of the master's mountain gate coincides with the skill of the Qimen Dunjia, King Wu Cheng must follow me closely." When he was about to enter the Ziyang Cave Mansion, Cang Kong turned his head and reminded him.

"Thank you Xiantong for reminding me." Huang Feihu said.

"Fairy boy..."

Hearing this familiar word, Cangkong suddenly remembered that he had called someone that way in the past, and his heart was a little touched: Boy Chenyi—should he be called God Lord Chenyi now?I had a quick meeting in Kunlun Mountain a few days ago, and it was completely different from before.

Before I knew it, I had been in this world for so many years.The memory of later generations is still very clear.Now I can barely be regarded as an immortal, and I know a lot, but I am still at a loss about the matter of time travel...

In those novels about traveling through the prehistoric world, the protagonists can punch Hongjun and kick Pangu, but have they never thought about what time travel is all about?strangeness……

"Fairy boy, Fairy boy?"

"What did King Wu Cheng call me for?" Cang Kong pulled his attention back.

"How is Xiao'er Tianhua now? I am ashamed to say that he has only turned three years old this year. My wife and I don't control him much. If there is any disrespect, please take care of Xiantong and Zhenjun."

Bear kid, who doesn't make a fuss?Cangkong said nonchalantly: "King Wucheng doesn't have to be like this, Tianhua was very obedient last night, just a little homesick."

"Tong'er, take the divine cow to the stable." When he was about to arrive at Hanxu Courtyard, Qingxu Daodezhenjun sent a voice transmission to him.Cangkong followed his words, said something to Huang Feihu, then waved his hand, signaling the five-colored cow to follow him.

It's strange to say that Cangkong clearly remembers that Qingxu Daodezhenjun in "Fengshen Yanyi" has two mounts: one is a jade unicorn, and the other is a cloud beast.But since he went up the mountain, the stables have been empty, without any animals.

After the five-colored bull was settled, Cangkong turned back the same way and continued to lead Huang Feihu into the main hall of Hanxu Courtyard.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun is sitting upright at this time, with a serious expression, and even the Taoist robes on his body are brand new, quite a bit like a teacher from a later generation seeing his parents.Sitting on the side seat, Huang Tianhua's eyes lit up when he saw Huang Feihu and Cang Kong coming in, and he twisted his small body as if he wanted to pounce on them.

"Huang Feihu has met the immortal elder." Huang Feihu didn't look at Huang Tianhua, cupped his fists, bowed his waist, and saluted Qingxu Daodezhenjun.

"Poverty Tao is just a decayed mountain person's ear, and King Wucheng doesn't need to be more polite." The pure and moral true king Jishou returned the ceremony.

Cangkong curled his lips secretly beside him, thinking: how can there be such a young and decayed mountain person like you, who looks younger than me.

"My son's Tianhua is favored by the immortal elder. It is really his blessing of several lifetimes of cultivation. It's just that this child has not yet enlightened, and he doesn't know a single word. Please invite the immortal elder Haihan." Huang Feihu said again.

"It's okay," Qingxu Daodezhen said with his finger pointing at Cangkong, "My Cangkong boy couldn't read when he went up the mountain, but after I taught him, he is quite proficient in literature now. Since Pindao has taken Tianhua under his sect , will naturally teach carefully and spare no effort.”

"Father, aren't you going to take me home?" Huang Tianhua seemed to hear that the meaning of the two parties' words was wrong, and asked hastily.

Huang Feihu obviously hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Baby, the fairy fate is rare, you should cherish it. Your mother and I are in the prime of life, and you don't need to be filial. Cultivate the Tao on the mountain and listen to the words of the fairy elders, understand?"

"But—" Huang Tianhua pouted, wanting to say something else.

"King Wu Cheng doesn't have to be like this. My teaching and practice is not for the purpose of extinguishing emotions. Tianhua is still young, so it is inevitable to miss my family. If it takes a long time, I will worry too much, and it will hinder my practice." Qingxu Daodezhen Jun laughed Said, "Well, before he is seven years old, King Wucheng and his family can come to Qingfeng Mountain once every six months. After seven years old, Tianhua's mind will gradually mature, so there is no need to come. In the future, if he succeeds in his cultivation, he will definitely meet again day."

"That's it, I would like to thank you, Xianchang." As Huang Feihu said, he untied the package he had been carrying, and spread it out on the spot. There were a few pieces of clothing on the wrapper, which seemed to be for Huang Tianhua. Two wooden boxes.

"Here is 500 taels of gold, which can be used as the capital of Tianhua practice. Please accept it with a smile." Huang Feihu said, picking up the square wooden box and opening it, and the golden brilliance filled the room. "My family never accepts bribes. It was also very difficult to get it together overnight, don't be disgusted by the Immortal Elder."

Originally, Cang Kong was still wondering: Can such a small box hold 500 taels of gold?Then he scanned it with his divine sense and found that the inside of the wooden box was engraved with exquisite and complicated rune arrays, and he immediately understood the mystery - this is an artifact in the hands of a monk, between magic artifacts and ordinary artifacts, or it can be It is said to be the lowest magic weapon.

Most of these magic tools come from the hands of the princes and nobles. The materials are roughly refined, and special runes are carved on the utensils, so that they can continue to play a magical role in the hands of mortals.

The square wooden box in Huang Feihu's hand is among them.The box is made of sandalwood, which has been refined and purified by monks to keep the contents inside from decaying for a hundred years.The inside is engraved with space extension runes, which can be expanded inside, but no change can be seen from the outside.Coupled with another auxiliary rune, it can also reduce the weight, which is already a treasure that is hard to find for ordinary people.

"Poverty Dao is a person who practices outside the world, so what is the use of all this money?" Then, Qingxu Daodezhenjun waved his sleeve, and the top ingot of gold flew into his sleeve, "This ingot of gold is enough Well, take the rest back."

Sir, shouldn't you take nothing?It was agreed that practitioners treat money like dung... The corners of Cang Kong's eyes twitched.

"There is also this, which is an artifact refined by monks enshrined in the court. Please accept it, too."

Huang Feihu opened the flat box again, Cang Kong saw the contents inside, and almost couldn't hold back his exclamation!

Two long objects are placed in the satin cushion, yellow bamboo is the handle, fox fur is the bristle, elegant and round, the shape is familiar no matter how you look at it——

brush!

☆, the visitor is not good

Does Shang Mo have writing brushes?

According to historians, no.But be careful, the world that Cangkong traveled to is a world where gods run all over the place, which is different from the real history of his previous life.Among other things, when Di Xin went to Nuwa Palace to write a poem and angered Nuwa, did he carve it on the wall with a knife?

However, the brushes at this time were indeed not made by mortals, because the craftsmen had not yet studied the craft of making brushes.So far, all brushes that have appeared in this world are made by monks and refined by means of practice.

The original writing brush was originally a magic weapon refined by monks, such as the judge's brush in the hands of the judge of the underworld.Later, some people gradually discovered that this utensil was very suitable for writing, so some monks specially refined brushes from ordinary materials.This kind of brush has no magical powers, it is purely used for writing.Even so, it was much stronger than the small knives commonly used by ordinary people.

Ordinary monks would not spend their energy to refine this kind of thing specially for mortals. Brushes have always been a rare existence among mortals.It was not until the offering appeared that this problem was solved.As the saying goes, cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed, and the consecrated monks took the cultivation materials sent by the princes and nobles. Naturally, they had to meet their requirements, and refining some brushes for the nobles to write was also the meaning of the question.In addition, the consecrated monks also need to refine "ink" to assist brush writing.

This kind of monk product is naturally extremely precious.In the entire Yin and Shang Dynasties, only the royal family and a small number of nobles could use it, and most people still had to honestly engrave letters on tortoise shells.

The above knowledge was taught to Cang Kong as early as when he was practicing calligraphy.But after Cangkong learned how to refine weapons, because he seldom writes, he also put this matter behind him.It wasn't until now that the brush appeared in front of his eyes that he remembered it again.

"Well, when I was engraving, I was full of thoughts about learning how to refine a set of four treasures of the study, so that those turtle shells would die. But when I learned how to use jade slips, I completely forgot about it..."

Cangkong stared at the two brushes, feeling a little ashamed and a little puzzled——

"King Wu Cheng is a dignitary in the country, so it is normal to have a writing brush. But what is the use of him giving this to the master? Cultivators don't need to write."

However, Cang Kong was slapped in the face by his master in no time.

"Wu Chengwang has a heart." The smile on the face of Qingxu Daodezhenjun actually became a little bit, "Although Pindao doesn't need this thing, but Pindao has a Lingbao junior who always likes to study the way of talisman , it happens to be suitable for a brush. In this case, Pindao will first thank King Wu Cheng for him."

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