Yu n Tian·Shangqingjing·Jinao Island·Biyou Palace.
Ten Heaven Lord of Jin'ao Island was lazy, lying or sitting, scattered around Biyou Palace, glanced at the person standing in the center of Biyou Palace, and the other person kneeling.
The person kneeling and the person standing are master and apprentice. And the standing man, and the man wearing the gossip robe and lazily leaning on the high jade chair are master and apprentice.
The person on the jade chair is the Supreme Master of Jiejiao, Pangu Kaitian breathed out his last breath, the supreme ruler of Yuntian who "transforms the three cleans in one breath": the leader of Tongtian. Behind the leader is a giant eye with red light, and the gossip runes around the eye are spinning endlessly. That is the door of light leading to the great red sky.
Haoran was standing behind the door at this moment.
On the side of the hall, the old woman stirred a pot of potion casually. The potion gave off a pungent smell, and without raising her head, she sneered: "That muddy thing is the emperor of the world? Your apprentice?"
Meng Tianjun's voice was hoarse, with a bird's beak on his face, he picked up the medicine-mixing stone pestle, nodded at Wen Zhong, and said with a strange smile: "Wen Zhong, even if you are a different kind of Jin Ao, you are also a kind of affectionate as an apprentice..."
After the words fell, the Ten Heaven Lords each laughed. For a moment, there was endless laughter in Biyou Palace, full of sarcasm and sarcasm.
Wen Zhong said coldly: "Wen Zhong hasn't entered the Biyou Palace for a hundred years, and today he came to the master's seat, not to show off his tongue-twisting ability with Xiao Xiao. Please also ask the master to remember my disciples..."
"Wen Zhong" was interrupted by Wang Tianjun before he finished speaking: "Come and go as you want, you can treat Jin'ao as the royal garden of Yin Shang?"
Master Tongtian leaned back against the armrest of the stone chair, one leg dangling endlessly on the other armrest, but he didn't look at Wen Zhong directly, and said, "Say." Immediately, he stretched out his little finger and licked it in his ear, which seemed quite awkward. Impatient. He said again, "disciple and grandson, let's go."
When the leader spoke, Lord Shitian immediately fell silent, and each of them listened intently, wondering why the emperor of the Shang Dynasty was unwilling.
Except for the ancestors of the Shang Dynasty, it was the first time that King Zhou knelt down to anyone. He slowly raised his head and said sincerely, "I beg the patriarch to show me a clear way."
"The only thing I think about in this life is Haoran. Haoran was killed by lightning that day, and his body was smashed to pieces. Master said that spiritual objects and artifacts will always absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and return to the human body. I only ask the patriarch to give the disciple the Eastern Emperor Bell, or display the mystery Immortal art, to make it return to human form, the disciple is willing to exchange everything."
Master Tongtian didn't answer.
Wang Tianjun in front of the seat joked: "If you exchange Jiangshan, I will give it to you."
King Zhou just leaned down, pressed his forehead against the cold ground of Biyou Palace, and said, "Since this is the case, this country of mountains and rivers is free to be disposed of by our ancestors."
When the words fell, Shi Tianjun was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing at the same time. Even the leader of Tongtian Cult raised an imperceptible smile, and immediately said, "Do you know what the Eastern Emperor Bell is?"
King Zhou didn't answer, but Wen Zhong bowed and knelt down with his disciples, saying: "I don't know, so I ask Master to clarify my doubts."
The leader of Tongtian sect did not comment, but Wang Tianjun walked up to Wenzhong and King Zhou, and said lazily: "All things are created, and the legend of Pangu opening the sky, I think you also understand Wenzhong. Chaos was not divided into two when the sky was opened. It's divided into three."
Rao Wenzhong is well-informed and ignorant of this matter, so he immediately wondered: "What is the explanation for this?"
"When Pangu opened the sky, the sky and the earth broke, the earth sank, and the sky rose. However, at the boundary between the sky and the earth, when the force trembled when it was torn apart, it was a small ball of floating air that was torn out. The prehistoric chicken is originally one. It is called 'chaos'."
"Is the Eastern Emperor Bell born of chaos?" Wen Zhong asked.
Wang Tianjun said: "Agitated by the force of the shattering of the void, the qi of chaos rotates endlessly, and finally breaks, and is divided into two qi, one black and one white. Thousands of years later it will be refined into the 'Eastern Emperor Bell'."
"The Eastern Emperor Bell existed before the heaven and the earth were opened, so it was said that 'things are mixed, born from heaven and earth'. Do you think this kind of spiritual thing is just the same thing as your golden whip?"
Wang Tianjun mocked again: "The Eastern Emperor's bell is the destiny of heaven. You can get the way from heaven and return it to heaven. You can exchange it with the country..." Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, bowed and stretched out his index finger, and lifted King Zhou's chin. Said: "The Son of Heaven is also dignified, but the Eastern Emperor's Bell is too high to climb."
King Zhou was silent for a long time, and finally said: "It turns out... I was the one who climbed high."
The matter has come to this point, there is no other way, Wen Zhong stood up, trying to pull King Zhou up, but the latter still knelt on the ground, motionless.
A drop of water fell on the jade brick floor, and there was a soft "click", and the panting sound of the emperor echoed around in the quiet Biyou Palace.
Wen Zhong sighed, walked outside Biyou Palace, and sat on the steps. King Zhou suppressed his crying, like a trapped animal in a cage, his shoulders were trembling constantly, but within a short while, tears were pouring down like springs, and he couldn't cry.
No one from Shi Tianjun laughed anymore, and they each quietly did what they were doing.
Master Tongtian seemed to be waiting for something. After a long time, he finally said, "You have no destiny with the Eastern Emperor Bell."
"Master." Wen Zhong turned his back to Master Tongtian and sighed, "For the sake of my disciples."
Master Tongtian seemed to be tired, he leaned his head on the back of the chair, stretched out his hand to point to Meng Tianjun, and said, "That is the way of enlightenment."
"Then ask Meng Tianjun for a bowl of soup." Wen Zhong said in a deep voice.
Meng Tianjun giggled, scooped out a bowl of pungent potion from the basin, and handed it to Wen Zhong. Wen Zhong knelt down in front of his apprentice and said, "Drink it."
Then he couldn't help but say, grabbed the emperor's throat with one hand, and poured the potion into King Zhou's mouth before he let go. When the spicy potion entered his throat, King Zhou's pupils shrank suddenly, he coughed violently, and the potion overflowed from his mouth and nose, but his eyes were fixed on him. Looking at the giant eye hanging from the height of Biyou Palace behind the leader of Tongtian.
With a sound of "clang", the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, Wen Zhongheng picked up King Zhou who was twitching all over, his hands and feet were hot, and strode out of Biyou Palace.
Haoran stood behind the gossip gate, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and said softly: "Take good care of yourself..."
Qingweitian · Yuqingjing · Kunlun Mountain · Yuxu Palace.
"Hand over my brother."
"Since you are a spiritual being, why don't you see any spiritual energy..."
"Hand over my brother."
"The tyranny doesn't change, Taiyi is really..."
"Hand over-my-brother-brother!!" Nezha soared into the sky, Qiankunquan let go, the red-tasseled gun suddenly flew from behind, and two fire dragons shot at Yuanshi Tianzun with a bang!
Taiyi rushed to the front of Yuxu Palace, and saw that the Pangu banner spread layer by layer, strangled the fire dragon, and tore it to pieces in an instant! Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was like a bell, shaking Yuxu Palace trembling endlessly, and said: "You dare to act wild in Yuxu Palace! Get back!"
Taiyi was so shocked that his expression changed, he rushed all the way into the main hall, shouting: "Master, be merciful!"
Nezha did not know how to back off, took a deep breath, kicked the hot wheel, and rushed towards Yuanshi Tianzun who was sitting on the jade chair. He shouted, "Where are you hiding him!"
"Nie Zha!" Yuan Shitian respectfully shouted, the banner flew up and wrapped around Nezha, who shouted loudly, gritted his teeth and kicked, throwing out the hot wheel.
In an instant, the door of the Four Elephants opened wide, and a person fell down. He flipped his wrist and picked up the spinning hot wheel. The Tai Chi pattern on the back of his hand shone brightly, and said, "Nezha, don't be rude."
Nezha's eyes were unfocused, and he was tightly wrapped by the Pangu banner. When Yuanshi Tianzun pulled back, he would be cut into thousands of pieces. He turned around grandly, held the hot wheel, folded his fists and bowed, saying: " Disciple Haoran, see Yuanshi Tianzun."
When I looked up, I saw that Yuanshi Tianzun had a majestic appearance, with one purple and one golden pupil, thin lips like a knife, high cheekbones, wearing a four-element Taoist robe, holding a red pill in one hand and holding it in the air with countless purple silk threads. The tape flowing outward from the fingertips is the super magic weapon, the Sky Opening Blade, the world's number one sharp weapon - the Pangu Banner.
Yuanshi Tianzun sat upright on his seat, and seeing Haoran fall, he immediately let go of his palm, and the purple silk wrapped around Nezha suddenly retreated, gathered around his wrist, forming a strange tattoo, covering the bottom of his palm.
At this moment, all twelve Kunlun Immortals rushed to Yuxu Palace, each standing in their respective positions, looking at the grandeur, all with joyful expressions on their faces. Haoran backed away respectfully, and threw the Hot Wheels in his hand backwards.
Nezha hopped a few times on one foot, stepped on another hot wheel that rolled in front of him, and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun coldly as if nothing had happened.
"Eastern Emperor Bell." Yuanshi Tianzun said.
"The disciple is here." Hao Ran bowed, put one hand behind his back and beckoned, motioning Nezha to kneel down. Nezha just couldn't understand, so he stretched out his hand and waved towards Haoran. Some of the twelve immortals laughed.
Yuanshi Tianzun turned a blind eye and said: "This guy will leave it to you, you must be serious."
Haoran said again: "Yes." Just as he was about to ask about the Pangu axe, Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to have guessed Haoran's mind, and said first: "After you go down the mountain, you have to think carefully, and you can't do ridiculous things again." Close your eyes and stop talking. The Twelve Kunlun Immortals bowed at the same time and sang: "Master Hongde."
Haoran said: "I understand, that Pangu ax..." Then he looked up to check Yuanshi Tianzun's face, seeing that Tianzun didn't move, he repeated again: "Pangu ax..."
"..."
Since ancient times, he has been able to pretend to be dead to such an extent that when he came to stand in His Highness, the boss closed his eyes and remained silent as if in trance, the leader of Chanjiao was the first person in history.
The corner of Haoran's mouth twitched slightly, and he planned to walk away, but this matter was related to his own important mission, so he could only repeat: "I beg Heavenly Venerable to grant me..."
One of the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun coughed, Haoran turned his head to look, and saw that person stretched out his hand, pointed to the outside of the palace, and made a "please" gesture, Haoran had no choice but to follow the person out of Yuxu Palace go.
The Kunlun Mountains are full of rainbows, white cranes piercing the clouds, and countless huge stone tablets hang in the air around the mountain.
Haoran took a deep breath. Compared with the world, the air on this mountain has something more. It seems that the vitality of heaven and earth, and the beauty of good fortune, are all centered on Yuxu Palace, and they are drawn here. It's no wonder that this place is an eternally famous resort for cultivating immortals. Looking at the feet again, I suddenly realized that what I was standing on was half of a mountain suspended above the high-altitude clouds.
The man behind him stood tall and said with a smile: "Donghuang Zhong, you are quite similar to my little disciple, both of you have a youthful temper that won't give up without an explanation."
Nezha stared at the vast sea of clouds, remained silent, Hao Ran turned around, cupped his fists as a salute to the immortal who brought him out of Yuxu Palace, and said, "I don't know your friend's name?"
The man had friendly eyes and delicate features, about thirty or so years old, wearing a close-fitting short jacket, a long skirt with silver scales around his waist, bright white iron boots on his feet, and an unsheathed sword on his back. With a five-foot long sword, he returned the salute: "I'm going down to the Jade Cauldron."
Haoran said: "It turns out that it is the real person Yuding in Jinxia Cave on Yuquan Mountain. My little brother must have offended me."
Yu Ding hurriedly said: "What did Haoran say? Today's incident is not caused by Master deliberately, but because Pangu Banner is related to a great merit several years later. Please bear with me."
Haoran was already in a depressed mood, and he didn't want to say more, he just replied perfunctorily: "I know, I can only ask Yuanshi Tianzun after everything is settled."
Yu Ding didn't notice, just smiled and said: "Hao Ran, you are a divine artifact, the Donghuang Bell got the way from heaven, and returned the way to heaven. A family... ”
Suddenly, Haoran felt the fire in his heart, and his anger could not be suppressed. He sneered: "Where are the teachings when Haoran is burned? Where are all the fellow Taoists when they are crushed under the thunder? Haoran I have always only known that fate is a long way to go, but I don’t know what destiny is, if my destiny is destiny, this land of Shenzhou will also be caught and burned, beaten by thunder, and killed by heaven, can’t I eat heartbroken grass?!”
Yu Ding was dumbfounded, not knowing which words he said touched the mold of the artifact, and was explaining: "The Grand Duke will go down the mountain before the year..."
But Haoran said coldly: "Don't worry about it, fellow Taoists. Haoran has his own plans. There will be a period later." After saying that, he turned his head and left the gate of Yuxu Palace with Nezha.
Yuding originally wanted to send Haoran down the mountain in person, and then explain a little bit about the matter in the palace, but he didn't want to run into Haoran's anger, but he couldn't force him to stay, so he had to watch Haoran and Nezha go down the mountain.
When Haoran heard Yin Zhou's voice again, his heart was in pain like being stabbed by thousands of knives. After breaking up his relationship, he heard Nezha brazenly rushing into Yuxu Palace to offend the leader of Chanjiao. Before he was sad, he stepped into the Sixiang Gate , Stop Yuanshi Tianzun who is about to kill.
At this time, Fang Youyu slowly chewed on the soul-destroying taste, and felt the pain was worse than eating heartbroken grass. The scenery of Kunlun he saw did not arouse the slightest interest, his eyes were sometimes black and sometimes blurred, and he walked slowly in Kunlun. On the path of the mountain, I walked regardless of direction.
Before he knew it, he had reached the back mountain of East Kunlun. The surrounding area was empty. There was an altar standing in the valley. Behind the altar was a tall stone tablet. Haoran sat down beside the altar.
There was silence all around, except for a dumb Nezha beside him.
Haoran looked at the clear sky, the setting sun moved westward, a group of cranes flew out from Yuxu Palace, headed north, stared blankly for a while, slowly lowered his head, hugged his legs, buried his face in front of his knees, and sobbed stand up.
After crying for a long time, the grief was relieved, and when he raised his head again, he found that Nezha's face was very close, his big eyes were empty and lifeless, he was slightly startled, and asked, "What?"
Nezha didn't answer, and floated horizontally a few inches above the ground, kissed Haoran's lips, and then stepped back a few feet.
Hao Ran burst into a smile and said, "What are you doing?"
"Tears," Nezha replied without expression. "Last time you cried."
"Crying." Hao Ran corrected, "Not crying."
"That man is like this, like this." Nezha made a gesture of hugging with both hands, and approached his face again, kissing and rubbing against Haoran's lips, "Weeping."
Haoran couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly pushed Nezha away and said, "Okay, okay, crying has nothing to do with kissing..."
Nezha seemed to understand but not understood, stuck out his tongue and licked around his lips, then let out a loud laugh, his mood improved a lot, he stood up, said: "Thank you." Sighed again, Turn around and look at the stele.
"What is this place?" Hao Ran asked, and immediately mocked himself for asking the wrong person, how could Nezha know
"This is the Conferred God Altar built by Master."
Nezha hadn't answered yet, but there was a smiling man's voice from outside the valley. The man approached and said, "Brother Yuding said that you are leaving towards the back mountain. I think Brother Haoran didn't know the way when he first went to Kunlun Mountain. I searched for it all the way.”
A harmless smile for humans and animals, plus two canine teeth, Taigongwang—Jiang Shang is also.