Heavenly Emperor, this position cannot be owned by anyone. There can be many scattered emperors in heaven, and there can be countless Shinryu great emperors.
However, there can only be one Heavenly Emperor. One who is as powerful as Ziwei can only be called the Great Emperor, and one who is as respectful as Houtu can also be called the Emperor of Earth.
Throughout the ages, as time passes and eras change, there are only two Heavenly Emperors.
The ruler of the Shinto Era—Emperor Tai.
And, the current ruler of this era - Emperor Haotian.
Only the Taoist ancestors can rule the way of heaven, and only the emperor of heaven can rule the prehistoric times.
Even though there are six saints in the Zixiao Palace and six emperors in the heaven, all kinds of authority are divided, but they are still in a supporting position and cannot overstep.
When Shen Gongbao mentioned Huangtian Emperor, Yang Jian immediately thought of his uncle in heaven.
Yang Jian's feelings for his uncle are extremely complicated.
The so-called maternal uncle is the closest person. In the secular world, the uncle is the person closest to the child, other than the parents, not only in terms of blood, but also in terms of inheritance of etiquette and law.
Brothers, sisters, and uncles can rely on blood ties to divide the children's property in an open and honest manner, which creates huge conflicts of interest.
Only the uncle is the closest by blood, and he is excluded from etiquette and law. He has no inheritance rights and will not have any disputes. If there is a conflict in a family, it is often the uncle who is responsible for justice.
However, in the ancient human society where matriarchy was in power, only the mother was known, but the father was not known. The customs were extremely confusing, and the blood relationship was a mess.
The uncle cannot guarantee that his son must be his son, but he can guarantee that his sister's son must be his nephew and have a blood relationship with him.
Regardless of whether it is from the perspective of paternal etiquette or maternal blood, uncles account for an extremely important proportion in the human race.
When Yang Jian was young, he saw the children next door and his friends being taken to play by his uncle during the holidays. They received generous gifts and were united by pure family affection, enjoying themselves happily.
Whenever he sees this scene, little Yang Jian will curiously ask his mother, Fairy Yunhua, where his uncle is.
Fairy Yunhua did not answer, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes, pointing to the sky and saying: "Your uncle is watching from above."
The precocious little Yang Jian already had some understanding of life and death, and he was suddenly extremely disappointed. He just assumed that his uncle died young and did not ask too many questions, for fear of touching his mother's pain.
It wasn't until one day... that countless golden-armored gods came and drums shook the sky, and Yang Jian realized that his uncle was not dead, and he was really in the sky.
"My Uncle Heavenly Emperor" did not bring much benefit to Yang Jian, but instead caused him to suffer a lot of troubles and hardships.
Yang Jian has always kept the words "Emperor of Heaven" in the deepest part of his heart, even mentioning them only a few times to his teacher, Master Yuding.
I want to wait until I succeed in cultivating the Tao and then go to heaven to ask for an explanation.
However, during today's apprenticeship day, Shen Gongbao once again talked about the Emperor of Heaven. Yang Jian felt sad and happy. He could no longer hold back the anger in his heart and asked: "Uncle Master...why can't gods get married or have feelings?"
Xiao Yang Jian's eyes seemed to be looking at Shen Gongbao, but in fact he was staring at the sky, asking God.
Shen Gongbao did not expect that Yang Jian would ask this question. After pondering for a moment, he patted little Yang Jian on the head and motioned for him to sit down.
Jinxia Cave is located at the highest point of Yuquan Mountain. Xiao Yangjian sat at the entrance of the cave and had a panoramic view of the mountains. Looking at the lively banquet and venue below, he felt no joy at all. Instead, he felt that they were noisy.
The Four Seasons Fairy Peaks surround the entrance of Jinxia Cave, as if they are natural guards, giving people a sense of tranquility. The sun shines through the clouds on the top of Yuquan Mountain, reflecting a golden brilliance, making the whole scenery more gorgeous and moving.
Xiao Yang Jian crossed his legs, held his chin with both hands, and stared at the sky. He was lost in thought for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"Actually, if you are not a god, you cannot get married."
Shen Gongbao also sat down, sitting cross-legged next to Xiao Yang Jian, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, sighing and saying: "Gods cannot get married, or in other words, immortals with clergy cannot get married."
"Why?"
Xiao Yang Jian asked angrily, his cheeks bulging like a little squirrel.
Shen Gongbao chuckled and took a picture of this scene with a photo stone. Then in Yang Jian's puzzled eyes, he coughed and changed the topic and asked: "God is order and also means responsibility. The heavenly palace does not support idle gods. Every immortal Everyone has their own tasks to complete, which are related to the well-being of all people in the world and even the great universe."
"You can't make mistakes. If you make a mistake here or there, the whole world will be destroyed."
"What does that have to do with marriage?" Xiao Yang Jian asked in confusion.
Shen Gongbao shook his head and gave an example: "If one day you die, will your mother, Fairy Yunhua, save you?"
"My mother will definitely come back to save me."
Xiao Yang Jian said firmly, his eyes full of expectation and hope: "We are a family, and my mother loves me."
"Yes, your mother loves you."
Shen Gongbao nodded in agreement and said: "This is understandable, but think about it, Yang Jian, what method will your mother, Fairy Yunhua, use to save you?"
"Are you going to steal the elixir, or tamper with the book of life and death? If the underworld does not agree with your mother's change of the book of life and death, and the law must be enforced impartially, will your mother make a fuss in the underworld for you?"
Three-year-old Yang Jian's face turned pale because he knew that his mother loved him more than anything and would risk her own life for him, going up mountains of swords and seas of fire, and made every effort.
This is selfless maternal love, touching and commendable.
But, what if the price of this maternal love is causing trouble in the underworld? !
As if the disgust was not enough, Shen Gongbao then added: "The riot in the underworld is not the end, but just the beginning. After the riot in the underworld is destined to be surrounded and killed by the heaven, most gods will stop here and be strangled by the heaven to set an example."
"But your mother is different. She is Fairy Yunhua. She has great supernatural powers and boundless magic power. After causing trouble in the underworld, it's time to fight in the heavenly palace."
"No..." Yang Jian clenched his hands into fists and said in a trembling voice: "Mother... mother, she can't beat Tiangong."
Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Guards, Five Directions and Five Elders, Six Divisions and Seven Elements, Eight Extremes and Nine Lumins... Heaven is no longer a gathering of masters, but all the strong ones are in Heaven.
Who can cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace, who can overthrow the Heavenly Court, no one has this ability, no one has this ability.
The last person to overthrow Heaven was not a person, but an organization. This organization was called Xuanmen, or Immortal Dao.
If someone can single-handedly overthrow the Heavenly Court, then he should be honored as Pangu.
Obviously Fairy Yunhua cannot reach this height, so there is only one end for her.
"Don't be afraid, Yang Jian."
Shen Gongbao said calmly: "It's not scary that your mother can't defeat Heaven. What's really scary is that someone breaks the order of Heaven and breaks all the rules for personal reasons."
"At that time, do you know what will happen?"
"What will happen?" Xiao Yang Jian asked subconsciously
Shen Gongbao waved his hand, causing ripples in the void, and many stage dramas slowly emerged, performing some love-minded fairy tales.
They have different identities, but their actions are consistent. They unanimously destroy the three realms for the sake of love.
"If he's dead, what's the use of these three realms!"
A figure with a Taoist spirit said coldly and ruthlessly
This scene brought great harm to Xiao Yang Jian's weak mind. He subconsciously took a step back and murmured: "Is this person crazy?!"
Even Yang Jian's craziest idea was just to go to heaven and ask his uncle to apologize to his mother and admit his mistakes.
To destroy the three realms, you must be the Demon Ancestor.
"If you dare to hurt her at all, I will let all sentient beings from the three realms be buried with you!"
On the big stage in the void, another little black figure raised its head and roared, risking his own life for love and doing whatever he wanted.
Watching this drama, Xiao Yang Jian couldn't help but complain: "What did all living beings do wrong? Why should they be buried with her?"
There shouldn't be any need for revenge, and there shouldn't be any need for revenge.
Every injustice has its owner, and every debtor has its owner. No sentient being in the three realms will harm you.
"It's okay, you just get used to it."
Shen Gongbao touched Yang Jian's head with a kind face, and handed over a handful of melon seeds that he didn't know where he came from. Two people, one big and one small, sat in front of the cave entrance and started watching the show.
After a while, Shen Gongbao's heart moved, and he felt that there seemed to be a gaze slowly leaving, no longer looking at Yang Jian and Shen Gongbao.
"Is it Senior Brother Yuding, or another Senior Brother?"
"Could it be that I left because I couldn't stand these fairy puppet shows?"
Shen Gongbao didn't think much about it, just thinking that one of the twelve immortals was worried about Yang Jian, or curious about what he was doing, and silently peeked at the screen in the corner.
As for the Daluo people outside the Twelve Immortals, Shen Gongbao didn't think much about it at all.
Today, there are twelve great Luo people on Yuqing Mountain, all of whom are profound in their spiritual practice and have vast magical powers. Who dares to risk their lives to come to Yuquan to peep at them?
Only if the peeper can kill the Yuxu Twelve Immortal Family with one hand will he have the courage to do this.
However, with this kind of strength, he is basically a famous leader and patriarch from ancient times, and he can show up openly and openly.
"Uncle Master, change the channel."
Xiao Yang Jian held a handful of melon seeds and said something on his own without any guidance.
"Okay." Shen Gongbao waved his Taoist robe and concentrated on the structure of the void stage.
This time the drama is about the domineering emperor and his little maid.
This time Xiao Yang Jian was shocked and lost his voice: "There are so many fairy sisters, why didn't he choose?"
"Think about your mother."
Shen Gongbao said calmly
Xiao Yang Jian immediately calmed down and said with a hint of vicissitudes in his tone: "Love."
Love is really unreasonable.
After a pause, Yang Jian seemed to remember something and retorted: "That's not right. My father is the reincarnation of the Golden Boy after all. In his previous life, he had a relationship with my mother. We were childhood sweethearts. In this life, he followed King Yu to control floods and built Dujiangyan, which has great merits. He can be called a humane sage."
"The maid inside has no virtue, no talent, and is unruly and willful. How can she be compared to my father?"
"My mother is a love brain, but she is not blind."
"Ah... it's a joke, it's a joke." Shen Gongbao quickly fooled him, waved his hand and said: "Change the channel, change the channel."
Although Yang Jian is precocious, he still has the nature of a child. He is curious about one thing, and when he sees other new things, his attention is instantly attracted to it.
Various plots unfolded on the void stage, which made Yang Jian feast his eyes and make him complain a lot.
The originally aloof and handsome male god has a tendency to transform into a complaining and funny protagonist.
"Uncle Master, there's something wrong with your drama. There's only one white gauze and one costume from beginning to end."
Xiao Yang Jian hit the nail on the head and said: "When my mother was the princess of Tianting, she didn't have a single fairy weapon on her body. She was all acquired spiritual treasures. She wore a phoenix hairpin every step of the way. You little guy looks like someone wearing Xiao."
"Tsk, you're looking for trouble, aren't you?" Shen Gongbao said angrily: "This is the kind of drama you want, so just tell me whether you want to watch it or not."
"have a look……"
Xiao Yang Jian immediately succumbed to Shen Gongbao's lustful power, even though he held cultural and technological hegemony.
In the entire Yuquan Mountain, only Master Shen can put on such a villain drama.
But looking back, complaints are still indispensable. Xiao Yangjian's mother is the princess of heaven, and his teacher is the Great Immortal of Interpretation. I have seen it before, and the complaints are extremely sharp.
"Practice the ruthless way? The Taoist heart is so fragile, ah, it can also become an immortal, I'm afraid even the golden elixir can't take it."
"Huh? Flying up to become a maid, is this really what Master Shishu's Heavenly Palace is like?"
"Of course it's not nonsense. All serious Ascended Immortal families have grades and have to work. The maids and guards in the heaven are all inspired, just like the boys in the cave, who were transformed by the elves of plants and trees."
"Uncle Master, why do they talk about love all day long and don't need to practice?"
"No, they are all born. The gods will always be gods, the immortals will always be immortals, and the little gods and immortals will always be weak and have to be cows and horses."
"Why? We, the cultivators, are single-minded. We follow the way of heaven and at the same time go against it. We have to break through many shackles before we can ascend to heaven. Why can't they?"
"Because the sons of gods want to become gods, and the sons of gods want to become immortals, naturally there are no extra resources for those little gods and immortals."
"Oh, it's so scary for gods to have children."
"No, my mother didn't arrange for me to become a god or immortal. I would still be wanted by heaven."
"Fairy Yunhua can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't."
"Yang Jian, not everyone is as talented as you and can grow up on their own."
"The way of heaven is like a bow and bow? Those who are high suppress it, and those who are low lift it up; those who have more damage will lose it, and those who are deficient will make up for it. The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more damage. But the way of man is not the same, and the loss is not enough to serve. More than enough."
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Watching dramas is very happy. Yang Jian feels that time passes quickly, while doing dramas is very painful. Shen Gongbao feels that time passes very slowly.
Just like writing takes three hours and only takes three minutes, there is always hard work behind happiness.
However, the hard work paid off, because with a common hobby, Yang Jian's favorability for Shen Gongbao skyrocketed, and it was like falling in love at first sight.
"Uncle Master, thank you."
Yang Jianzhen said that although he was only three years old, he was precociously intelligent and could distinguish who was really good to him and who was false to him. Outsiders would never talk to him about the love affairs of gods, and would only take advantage of his relationship with heaven. Hatred.
"Enlightenment is your own, it has nothing to do with me."
Shen Gongbao chuckled, spread his hands and said, "Don't pester me any more. You will almost empty out all the money in Pindao's belly."
"What about Emperor Huang Tian?"
Yang Jian suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he asked: "You haven't told me the story of Emperor Huang Tian yet."
Shen Gongbao stood with his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the explanation next time."
Change first and then change
(End of chapter)
