"Mao, caterpillar?" Wang Xiong asked in surprise.
Wang Xiong looked at a group of insect eggs on the leaves in front of him in surprise, and the caterpillars slowly crawled out of the eggs one by one.
Wang Xiong looked around his body again, and he also turned into a caterpillar, a pitch black caterpillar.
"Am I dead? Reincarnated as a caterpillar?" Wang Xiong asked in surprise.
"But, where is this?" Wang Xiong looked up at the sky.
In the sky, there is a blood-red sun, shining a bloody light on the heaven and earth.
In all directions, there are endless woods. The leaves in the woods are lush. When they are lush, there are also a large number of caterpillars crawling out of the eggs like kings.
Even with Wang Xiong's experience, he didn't recognize the environment here. What's more important, his soul was even more weak at this moment. Can't do anything.
"Caterpillar?" Wang Xiong took a while before accepting the facts in front of him.
With a sense of bitterness, Wang Xiong understood that if he continued to wait blamingly, he would soon starve to death. The caterpillar like him would already be hungry in just a moment.
eat!
Fast food!
Wang Xiong quickly moved his body and began to gnaw at the leaves under his feet that were countless times larger than his own body.
Eat, eat, eat!
The more I eat, the hungrier I get!
After eating one leaf, Wang Xiong immediately climbed to another leaf.
Eat, eat, eat!
He ate day and night, and the bloody sun in the sky was still shining. There seemed to be no other living things in the world. At least during the time when Wang Xiong ate, he didn't see any other animals. It's like a world with only caterpillars and leaves.
Although he eats day and night, the satisfaction when he is full fills his body with a sense of happiness. Apart from worrying about his family, Wang Xiong lives a carefree life every day.
In this way, as the caterpillar Wang Xiong continued to eat happily, it grew bigger and bigger.
Until the first spike grows on the caterpillar's back.
Just when Wang Xiong was surprised, he suddenly felt a flicker in the void. Then, the whole world froze.
But it was Zhuang's father who put Zhuang Zhou on the ground and suddenly woke him up.
"Zhou'er, you go to the kitchen to find something to eat first, and I'll go see your mother!" Father Zhuang said.
Zhuang Zhou rubbed his eyes: "Dad, my child just had a dream. Did I dream that I turned into a caterpillar?"
"Silly boy!" Father Zhuang immediately touched his head and smiled.
Seeing that his father didn't believe it, Zhuang Zhou had no choice but to listen to his father's words and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. He saw a rice cake prepared early on the pot lid, grabbed it in his hand and started eating.
While eating, Zhuang Zhou walked towards the back room.
Just heard the conversation between father and mother.
The mother was lying on the bed, looking extremely weak.
"What did you say, sir?" Mother asked weakly.
Father Zhuang sighed slightly and repeated what the teacher said.
Outside the house, Zhuang Zhou bit the rice cake in his hand. Hearing a different version from what his father said earlier, his eyes suddenly turned red.
"My son is smart, that mediocre teacher who misleads others, cough, cough, cough!" Zhuang's mother said angrily after hearing this.
Zhuang Zhou's eyes became moist outside.
"The pig legs are gone. I'll go back to the mountains to see if I can hunt anything to replenish your health!" Father Zhuang said gently.
"No, don't go. It's dangerous in the mountains. I can't get out of bed now. If you have an accident, what will Zhou'er do? I don't eat meat. It's okay. Take good care of Zhou'er. They said, I'll follow you, no. There will be good results, I don't believe it, I must prove that I live a better life than them, your brothers from the same family also laugh at you and me, but our son must be better than them, all better!" Zhuang Mother must be strong.
Zhuang Zhou outside the door was thinking about his cousins. They were praised repeatedly by the teacher in school, but he
Biting the rice cake in his hand, Zhuang Zhou wiped his tears. Instead of entering his parents' house, he returned to his own house and took out a book.
"The Tao can be taught, but it is very Tao, and the name can be named, but it is very famous...!" Zhuang Zhou read from the book.
This time, even if he didn't understand, Zhuang Zhou sniffed and had to memorize them by rote.
At the same time, in the blood-sun world where it was fixed, the black caterpillar seemed to hear waves of Zhuang Zhou's Taoist sounds. These Taoist sounds slowly poured into the black caterpillar's body, causing the caterpillar's back to tremble. On the top, small hairs and the rudiments of sharp thorns suddenly sprouted.
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In the Middle Ages, Zhuang Zhou was reciting the Tao Te Ching angrily. On the bank of the East China Sea, there is a valley that is currently being slaughtered.
Outside the valley, a group of people rushed inside.
"Why are you thieves besieging Bian Que Pavilion? Why?"
"Today, even if we die, we won't let you succeed. Old man, I would have died last year. If it weren't for Sang Jun, the head of the Bian Que Pavilion, I would have died. Will I be afraid of death?"
"How come Bian Que Guan encountered such a disaster when he was practicing medicine to save people!"
"That is, that is the Taoist army, a disciple of Sage Yang Zhu?"
"How could a disciple of the saint attack Bian Que Pavilion?"
"No matter who you are, no one can hurt my savior!"
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Outside the valley, the crowd was excited. Strong men and common people came from all directions to criticize these people in purple. I want to rush in and save everyone in Bian Que Hall.
But he saw that one of the people in purple clothes was the leader, looking down from a high position and coldly looking at the people coming from all directions.
"Mr. Wen, this is a nearby resident. Hearing that we had surrounded Bian Que Pavilion, they rushed forward desperately!" A man in purple robe said anxiously.
The face of Lord Plague was quite strange, and the Taoist crown on his head was glowing with green light.
"You idiots, don't you know how to fog up beforehand?" Lord Wen said coldly.
"We thought it would be quick, but who would have thought that there would be such a big commotion, and now it has been fogged with magic. But, these people finally saw our faces, I...!" The subordinate said worriedly.
"Sage Yang Zhu is so powerful that his reputation cannot be ruined in our hands. These people? Just in time, let's try my newly researched plague poison!" Lord Plague said coldly.
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
"call!"
A piece of emerald green cloud suddenly formed in the sky, and then, countless emerald green raindrops fell from it, hitting everyone outside.
"Ah, my head hurts so much!"
"Me too, dizzy!"
"Is this, poisoned? Am I poisoned?"
"It's a plague, it's a plague!"
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Everyone outside screamed.
Lord Plague ignored him and stepped into the valley.
In the valley.
A group of people in gray clothes looked at the sudden arrival of the people in purple clothes with hatred on their faces.
The first one, with white hair, was holding his chest with a look of anger on his face.
"Chang Sang Lord, we don't want the corpses here either!" Lord Wen said in a deep voice.
"Ahem, Sage Yang Zhu is so powerful in the world, why, why don't you let us go?" The old man, Chang Sangjun, had a look of resentment on his face.
"It's not that we won't let you go, it's that you doctors are so ignorant of current affairs!" Lord Wen said in a deep voice.
"Just because we didn't agree to surrender to you? We didn't agree to only treat your Taoist disease, so we will be killed?" Chang Sangjun said incomprehensibly.
"The theory of the world is not that of Yang Jimo. The Mohist school is no longer good. If you, Bian Queguan, still can't see the situation clearly and continue to treat the Mohist disciples, you are going against my Yangzhu Taoist school! If you don't join my Yangzhu Taoist school, you will die. !" King Wen said coldly.
"You!" Chang Sangjun stared and vomited blood.
"Master!" A group of disciples quickly stepped forward.
"I, the medical disciples of Bian Que Guan, never ask about high status or origin. Doctors have a parental heart. For you to ask me to favor you is contrary to the original intention of Bian Que Guan. Bian Que Guan has continued since the time of the Yellow Emperor. So far, I have never violated my faith! You, you...!" Chang Sangjun glared.
"My patience is limited, Lord Changsang. I'll give you a moment to think about it. If you don't agree, hey!" Lord Wen pointed his finger.
"Master, be careful!" A group of disciples stepped forward.
However, he couldn't stop Lord Wen's finger, and he saw a blue light from Lord Wen's fingertips going straight into Chang Sangjun's body.
"Ah! Plague!" Chang Sangjun cried out in pain.
"Aren't you able to cure the world's diseases? How about my plague? Remember, it will take one hour, hahahaha!" Lord Wen laughed.
"Master of the Hall, Master of the Hall!" All the disciples were anxious.
However, Chang Sangjun was left with twitching.
A group of disciples quickly carried Chang Sangjun into the house. Close the door.
Lord Wen stood outside and looked at Bian Queguan coldly: "My poison is not easy to cure. Mark the time, one hour!"
"Yes!" A group of purple-clothed subordinates responded!
Chang Sangjun was carried into Bian Que Hall.
The doctors treated him for a while, but the plague could not be cured in a short time. Chang Sangjun was getting older and older, and he was about to die.
"No, use glass water!" said a doctor.
A group of people carried Chang Sangjun to a pool.
There was a statue in the pool. The statue looked exactly like Su Dingfang. It's just that it is motionless at this moment, taking on the shape of transparent glass, soaking in the water, making the water crystal clear.
The disciples poured the glazed pond water into Chang Sangjun's body, and Chang Sangjun suddenly became slightly conscious.
At this moment, Lord Wen from the outside world suddenly changed his expression: "Huh? Is my poison being released?"
King Wen suddenly became interested and wanted to break into Bian Que Pavilion.
In the Bian Que Pavilion, Chang Sangjun woke up and saw where he was, his expression suddenly changed.
"You, you idiots, don't worry about my life or death. Take the Qinyue people and doctors and leave quickly. This is the key to our treatment of various difficult and complicated diseases. Don't, don't fall into the hands of these thieves! "Chang Sangjun endured the pain and was anxious.
"Master!" a group of disciples said anxiously.
"The Qinyue people are here, and the doctors are here! Go quickly, go through the tunnel, don't worry about my life or death, don't worry about me!" Chang Sangjun said anxiously.
The disciples were about to nod while crying anxiously.
"Want to leave? Hahaha, it's too late. I asked you why the Bianque Pavilion is so magical. It can cure all kinds of diseases. It turns out that there is such a treasure hidden? Qinyue people? What the hell!" Lord Wen broke into the hall and rushed straight into the hall. Go to the Glazed Pond.
"don't want!"
Chang Sangjun used his last strength to block Lord Wen with his body.
"Block me? By you? Ridiculous, die!" Lord Wen showed a ferocious look on his face.
Lord Plague's claws were pitch black and filled with countless plague poisons, as if he could tear Lord Chang Sang to pieces in an instant. The disciples were unable to step forward at all.
Seeing that Lord Changsang was about to be killed by Lord Wen, at this moment, the eyes of the glazed statue that had remained motionless for thousands of years suddenly opened, and their eyes were gleaming.
The extremely hard glazed body suddenly moved, took a step forward, punched through Lord Chang Sang's shoulder, and faced Lord Wen's sharp claws.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
There was a loud noise, and in Lord Wen's incredible eyes, it shot out like a cannonball in an instant, smashed a wall, and shot towards a mountain in the distance.
During the roar, the mountain was knocked down.
"Plague Lord!" cheers came from the outside world.
In the Bian Que Pavilion, Chang Sangjun and other medical disciples turned to look at the man with colored glaze, only to see that the color of colored glaze slowly disappeared and slowly changed into the appearance of Su Dingfang.
Su Dingfang looked at himself, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"This is a body made by calcining nine tripods with the fire of heaven during Yuan Hong's time? It's not Sun Wukong's five-color sacred stone, but a body forged by nine tripods? This time through time, I returned to this indestructible body of glazed glass?" Su Dingfang looked at it in surprise. To myself.
At this moment, although his strength had not yet reached its peak, Su Dingfang felt that his body was strong and hard, exceeding all expectations.
"The Qinyue people are alive?" A medical disciple exclaimed.
Chang Sangjun looked at Su Dingfang weakly, and suddenly started crying: "Heaven will not destroy my medical family! God will not destroy my medical family! From now on, the Qinyue people will be the new generation of Bian Que! Listen carefully, he is a Qinyue person , for the new generation of Bian Que, medical disciples, respect Bian Que together!"
"Yes!" All the medical disciples responded.
"Greetings to Bian Que!" All the disciples bowed respectfully to Su Dingfang.
ps: A little historical knowledge: Zhuangzi and Bian Que were from the same era!