The sky is full of auspicious snow, covering Chaoge with a layer of silver makeup, embellishing this most prosperous city in the world.
There are still more than twenty days before the Spring Festival, and the streets are decorated with lights and colorful fireworks. Pedestrians are breathing mist in the cold air, looking relaxed. The harvest far beyond imagination means that everyone can have a good New Year.
In the city, the temple of Emperor Chuihong Huoqing had a new threshold.
In the north, craftsmen gathered in front of the black gold statue of Zhenfa Emperor to offer incense respectfully.
It is worth mentioning that most of the walls of Chaoge have orders from the ancestral temple:
[Those who write poems on the wall are deemed to have disturbed the ancestors’ peaceful sleep, and the entire clan will be executed]
Because some royal families over-understood this sentence and believed that their ancestors needed a clean capital, they sent practitioners to clean every corner of Chaoge to ensure that every place was clean and tidy.
Star Building, top floor.
The sound of snowflakes falling on the eaves could be heard from the outside world. Next to the stove in the room, Daji was roasting oranges with concentration.
Baiyao flipped through the ancient books left by the great Zhus of the past, looking for clues that led to his original sleep.
It had been three days since he returned to Chaoge. After careful consideration, he felt that just asking practitioners to directly use magic to cast a ten-thousand-foot holy statue would not show much sincerity.
What he wanted was for Nuwa to take action for the sake of the human race, not for him to beg Nuwa for his own convenience.
So he thought of a way.
——Use the power of will.
The holy statue still needs to be built by practitioners. The ten thousand-foot holy statue is ten times taller than the Star Reaching Tower. It cannot be built by ordinary people in a short time.
After it is built, he will issue an order in the name of the ancestral temple, asking all the people in the world to offer incense to the holy image every day. The incense and candles will be issued by the court and must be distributed to every household.
In this mythical world, even a tree can accumulate vow power after being worshiped for a long time, let alone the statue of Nuwa?
With the power of wish, the meaning of the icon is no longer empty, and Nuwa can definitely feel it.
Baiyao wants to elevate Nuwa's significance to Dashang to the extreme, making her feel that the human race led by Dashang is her most filial child.
Just... what posture should I pose for the holy statue?
Refining stones to mend the sky?
Crush earth to create a human being?
Baiyao chewed the oranges fed by Daji, thinking that this holy statue must first have the meaning of praising merits.
Moreover, it must have a sense of beauty to highlight Nuwa's unparalleled appearance.
The gesture is to make a human out of clay, which can bring Nuwa closer to the human race.
According to the information, Kong Xuan said that he has lived since ancient times and has a serious collecting habit. There is actually a complete fairy mountain in the five-color divine light.
Baiyao put down the classics and thought about who should make a sketch first.
Design still needs to be done by professionals. After all, it doesn’t just have to be a high level of aesthetics.
After thinking about it, he looked at Daji beside him.
Looking into each other's eyes, Daji's eyelashes trembled slightly.
The fire was rising in the stove, and the surroundings were quiet, except for the lingering glances between men and women.
Daji's heart beat faster, and an emotion called excitement spread in her heart.
finally……
She bit her red lips lightly, revealing a mysterious and alluring magic in her eyes. She put her hands on the ground like a fox, with every step taken provocatively, and her graceful figure was clearly visible.
She leaned close to Baiyao, exhaled hot air, and said softly:
"Best wishes..."
The next moment, her neck was suddenly held by an extremely strong hand, and then her vision blurred. She flew up, and finally half of her face faced the ground and hit the ground hard.
Daji was dizzy and couldn't understand why the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly disappeared.
Just listen to Baiyao calmly say:
"Draw me a picture."
…
A moment later, Daji, with disheveled hair and red eyes, sat at the table and drew a sketch of the icon, sobbing and sketching the picture with a pen.
Baiyao stood behind her, watching and nodding.
In the original work, the design of Lutai was brought out by Daji to embarrass Jiang Ziya. The palaces and pavilions are majestic, the towers are jade, the railings are made of agate, and the beams are made of pearls...
"I didn't expect you to really know how to do it."
"Yes, yes, but there should still be some little people around the queen's tail, so that people can feel the brilliance of the queen's motherhood."
Baiyao was filled with admiration and then asked:
"Do you know what the empress looks like?"
Daji, who still hurt half of his face, nodded quickly and said:
"Thank you very much, I have seen you once."
Baiyao smiled and said:
"That's good. We must highlight the dignity and beauty of the empress. It will be a great achievement of yours to create the holy statue."
When Daji heard this, she immediately forgot about the beating she had just received. She felt very happy and felt that she was finally useful.
She longs to be needed, both physically and mentally.
Not long after, she held up the drawings, with a smile she had never seen before on her face.
"Congratulations, the painting is done."
Baiyao looked at it, hummed slightly, and said:
"Draw a few more copies. You have to remember that the icon was made by Dashang for Empress Nuwa. It represents the sincerity of the human race. You must be careful and cautious."
He pondered for a moment and said:
"If Empress Nuwa is satisfied, I will reward you with a divine status and let you officially become a member of Dashang."
Daji didn’t understand what God’s position meant, but after understanding the second half of the sentence, she was immediately moved and said seriously:
"Please rest assured! The slave family will definitely satisfy the queen!"
Speaking of the divine position, Baiyao suddenly thought of the jade pipa spirit, and said to Daji:
"I have found your two sisters."
"The Jade Pipa Spirit was killed by me as a supernatural god."
"The nine-headed pheasant spirit married into a wealthy family in the south. She came to Chaoge a few days ago and I spared her life."
Daji pursed her lips, with complicated eyes, and said softly:
"The second sister deserves to die as an alien god. The third sister is a contented person. The slave family thanks God for her kindness."
Baiyao nodded, looked at half of Daji's red and swollen face, and said calmly:
"You have proven your worth, use your true talents."
After saying that, Baiyao turned and left.
Only Daji was left stunned, thinking about his words, and murmured softly:
"Real talent?"
…
A certain floor of the Star Building.
Baiyao walked through the quiet corridor and came to a wooden door.
After organizing his words, he pushed open the wooden door.
The structure of the room is very simple, with only some necessary daily utensils.
A man with brown hair and deep eyes sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at Baiyao:
"Best wishes."
Baiyao nodded slightly, walked in, closed the door, and asked:
"Are you still getting used to living here?"
Qiao Moxi looked calm and said:
"It's very comfortable. I have never seen such a gorgeous and majestic building in my hometown."
Baiyao looked at the man captured in Beihai and said with a smile:
"You can live here forever."
Qiao Moxi shook his head and said softly:
"Can Da Zhu let me leave the Star Building?"
"Leave?" Baiyao asked softly, "Why do you want to leave?"
Qiao Moxi lowered his head, looked at himself reflected on the smooth floor, and replied:
"Rescue all sentient beings from suffering."
After hearing this, Baiyao came to sit in front of him and said:
"Now you only have the motivation to move forward, but there is no way to guide you forward. How can you save all sentient beings? I can only save you."
"Law?"
Qiao Moxi looked at Baiyao doubtfully.
Baiyao looked at him, his dark eyes like a bottomless abyss. He raised the corners of his mouth and said word by word:
"Mahayana Buddhism."
