"If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next chapter."
Shen Gongbao chuckled, clapped his hands together, and sounded like a gavel, knocking on the dreamer.
It suddenly disappeared, like a taut string suddenly breaking, and the happiness seemed to be extinguished by an invisible hand.
No more, no more happiness, it disappeared all at once.
"No!"
Xiao Yang Jian immediately put on a mask of pain, let out a miserable wail, and exuded deep resentment, just like a reader who encountered a broken chapter, unable to get the complete ending of the story, and his heart was filled with endless regret and unwillingness.
"Uncle Master, let's have another one."
Xiao Yang Jian begged bitterly, his big eyes full of desire.
"Okay, I'll tell you a funny story about going around and around."
Shen Gongbao pretended for a long time, pretending to be deep in thought: "A long time ago, in the Song Dynasty, there was an old man who raised monkeys. He raised many monkeys in his yard. As time went by, the old man and the monkeys were able to communicate and talk."
The void rippled, and a group of monkeys and the shadow of an old man emerged.
"monkey?"
Little Yang Jian's eyes lit up. Although it was not as beautiful as the stage play, the monkey was still very cute. The golden-haired monkey looked cute.
"The old man gave each monkey four chestnuts every morning and evening. After a few years, the old man's economy became less and less abundant, but the number of monkeys increased, so he wanted to reduce the number of chestnuts to eight chestnuts every day. Change it to seven.”
"So he discussed with the monkeys..."
Shen Gongbao paused, smiled meaningfully, looked at Yang Jian and said: "From today on, I will give you three millet seeds every morning, and I will give you four chestnuts as usual in the evening. I wonder if you agree?"
"When the monkeys heard this, they all thought why one was missing in the morning? So they all started squeaking and jumping around, as if they were very unwilling."
"When the old man saw this situation, he quickly changed his mind and said, "Then I will give you four pills in the morning and three more pills in the evening. Is that okay? "
"When the monkeys heard this, they thought that the morning's millet seeds had changed from three to four, just like before, so they rolled happily on the ground."
The more Xiao Yang Jian listened, the more strange he felt. His delicate brows wrinkled slightly, and there was a look of confusion on his face: "There seems to be something wrong with this story."
But what was wrong, Xiao Yang Jian couldn't tell for a while.
Time passed little by little, the sun set in the west, the sky was filled with red clouds, and the breeze blew by his ears. An idea flashed in Xiao Yang Jian's mind, and a little enlightenment appeared in his eyes, like a ray of thunder exploding in the chaos, and he found a clue.
He suddenly raised his head and asked: "Uncle Shen..."
I saw that the door of Jinxia Cave was empty, and the old man who raised the monkeys had slipped away.
Little Yang Jian was left standing alone at the entrance of the cave in a daze. He was silent for a long time and could only curse fiercely: "Damn monkey!"
"The bad relationship between Yang Jian and the monkey has been forged ever since."
Taoist Cihang smiled and said, "Junior Brother Shen's story is well told. Yang Jian is afraid that he will beat a monkey on sight in the future."
"The little sage surrenders to the great sage, and the young yang overcomes the old yang. This may not be a bad thing."
"The great sage can understand the word "empty"." Qingxu Daodezhenjun interrupted: "I just don't know if the little sage can understand the word "pure".
"The body is like glass, clear inside and outside, without any blemish or dirt."
Dao Xing Tianzun commented: "If it can reach this point, it can prove the immortality of the original beginning, and the pure golden body of glass can be the first of the three religions."
"Brothers, Yang Jian is the nephew of the Emperor of Heaven."
Taiyi Zhenren said with a smile: "Such qualifications are indeed good, second only to the innate gods and demons, and his understanding is first-class. I believe he can reach this point in this era."
"Senior Brother Taiyi is ridiculous. After all, this kid is not as good as the Lingzhuzi. He is the reincarnation of the innate Lingbao."
Master Jade Ding smiled slightly. Although he was proud that his disciple had a bright future, he still suppressed it and said: "In terms of heels and feet, Lingzhu is better."
“Nature has innate benefits, and acquired benefits have acquired benefits.”
Taiyi Zhenren sighed, shook his head and said: "If it is an innate spiritual treasure, it will be useful, and the spiritual beads will not need to be reincarnated so many times."
“The more lessons are lost in the front, the greater the suffering will be in the future.”
"It is difficult to break out of a pool of stagnant water."
"Who says you can't break out of the catastrophe?" Master Huang Long pointed at Shen Gongbao who was walking over and said meaningfully: "The person who muddied the waters is here."
"One is born as a result of the circumstances, and the other is born for the tribulation. Whether you become a god by chance, or become an immortal after overcoming the tribulation, it all depends on your choice, Senior Brother Taiyi."
"The tiger sitting on the dragon's plate is better than the past, and the world is earth-shaking and generous." Taiyi Zhenren said with emotion: "I don't know how many gods have fallen in this disaster."
"Sometimes I really suspect that Junior Brother Shen has the wrong teacher. Jiang Ziya came to me to explain the teachings. Shen Gongbao should be the one to intercept the teachings. Why do they all come to our teachings?"
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way." Master Lingbao smiled slightly and said: "Three Pure Ones are one, Xuanmen inheritance, no matter who you worship."
"If you really let Shen Gongbao intercept the teachings, the negative will not necessarily lead to the positive. On the contrary, it can lead to a god who will return to ruins and destroy the world."
"Come here, let's explain the intersection of yin and yang, and the balance between positive and negative, which is in line with the meaning of Tai Chi, the mind of inaction, and the golden mean."
"That's what you say." Taiyi Zhenren looked at the silent elder brother Guangcheng Monkey King and asked, "But there is something wrong with Jiang Ziya. It is easy to defeat the good."
The Great Sage Guangcheng sighed: "Junior Brother Ziya's way is not on the Kunlun Mountains. In the world of mortals, it is the same whether you come or not. You can simply go down the mountain in forty years."
"He wants to know what Immortal Tao thinks about the ancestral wizards behind Yin Shang."
"Yin Shang..."
Mentioning this term, the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu collectively fell silent. In this era, Yin Shang is still the center of humanity.
The Western Zhou Dynasty was just a priest of the Shang Dynasty, herding horses and catching people for him. The blood of the shaman god flowed in the bodies of the people of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and the glory of the ancestor God Emperor Kui flowed on the souls. The Immortal Dao Jiejiao also sent Wen Zhong to serve as an official in the Yin Shang Dynasty. Official to Grand Master.
Even Guangchengzi and Chi Jingjing had the intention of accepting the Yin Shang prince as their disciples.
He wanted to repeat the glorious achievements of Guangchengzi who taught Emperor Xuanyuan and Chisongzi as Shennongshi, and recreate the status of human emperor.
The ancient times changed, the Shinto changed, and the Immortal Way rose. It seemed stable, but in fact there was a turbulent undercurrent.
Gods, immortals, humans, witches, demons, demons, Buddhas... The contradictions between various families and factions are all hidden under the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and they are fighting among themselves.
"Junior Brother Ziya went to Yin Shang."
"But, Yuan Sheng still stays in the Western Zhou Dynasty."
The Great Sage Guangcheng looked deeply and said: "The Literary Saint Zhongni and the Martial Saint Jiang Shang cannot compete with the Yuan Saint Ji Dan."
"He enshrines ghosts and gods with rituals and music, and respects heaven with virtue. He is the leader of the war to enshrine the gods, and he is the one favored by Haotian."
"Heaven and man are one. Under such a grand trend, the love between immortals and mortals seems too small."
"Junior Brother Shen Gongbao wants to rely on his love for immortals to avert the Great Tribulation of the Gods. This plan is probably going to come to nothing."
"New gods and old gods, new emperor and old emperor."
"Haha, throughout the ages and the long history, there is only one theme, and that is fighting for the Emperor of Heaven."
Shen Gongbao felt awe-struck in his heart, Yuan Sheng Ji Dan, this was the most neglected person in the Great Tribulation of the Gods.
In the mighty Zhou-Shang War, Ji Dan seemed to be unknown and had no great achievements.
However, in the legends of later generations, the ancient sacrifices to ghosts and gods were ended at the hands of Ji Dan.
One year was used to relieve the rebellion, two years was used to conquer the Yin Dynasty, three years were used to practice the dying, four years were used to establish the marquis and guards, five years were spent to establish the Zhou Dynasty, six years were to establish rituals and music, and seven years were to be established as a king.
After the death of King Wu and the second year after the collapse of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, it was this man who stood up and came to the stage, laying the foundation of Tianzhou and stabilizing the order of the world.
Since Ji Dan, the human race no longer has blood sacrifices, but sacrifices to gods with virtue, respecting Haotian from above and bringing peace to the people below, so that they can have the familiar incense and sacrifices of later generations.
However, if you look at the multiverse filled with gods and demons, you will understand how terrible and terrifying what Ji Dan did.
It is not a fight between one person and two people, nor is it a fight between one organization and two organizations.
Rather, it is the collision between the previous era and the next era.
It is a fight and duel between Yin and Shang represented by Emperor Kuang, Ancestral Witch, and Ancient God, and Tianzhou represented by Haotian, Immortal Dao, and New God.
Even further, the calculation is even more stringent.
It is the reckoning and decisive battle between the remaining forces of the previous generation of Emperor Tai Tian and Emperor Haotian of this era.
This is the essence of the Conferred God War.
The love between immortals and mortals represented by Yang Jian is just a splash, a small episode in the battle to confer gods.
Chan's attitude towards teaching was not to support the Western Zhou Dynasty or the Yin Shang Dynasty.
Whoever wins, they help, or whoever they help, wins.
At the critical moment when the old and new Shinto alternate, the Six Sages of Immortality have decisive power.
I realized this clearly.
Shen Gongbao stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother, I am joking. I am the son of Shen Guogong, a noble nobleman passed down from generation to generation in the Yin and Shang Dynasties. The blood of the witch god flows in my body. I respect the ancestors and the emperor."
"With my status, what's wrong with opposing Haotian Heavenly Court? It's the devil if I don't oppose it!"
"As the saying goes, the enemy of our enemy is our friend."
"On behalf of Yin Shang, and on behalf of Emperor Kuang, I contacted Yang Jian, the wanted criminal in heaven. This is a reasonable and reasonable approach, and there is no problem."
The Twelve Yuxu Immortals were slightly startled, and then laughed in unison: "Wonderful, wonderful!"
According to his own needs, he can change his position at any time. In the Yin Shang Dynasty, Shen Gongbao was a hereditary noble, in the witchcraft, he was of human and divine blood, and in the Chanjiao, he was the Yuxu True Immortal.
Shen Gongbao has a flexible moral bottom line.
Only with this kind of identity and only with this kind of behavior can everyone be able to take advantage of him, and can he be called a person who deserves to be robbed.
"Junior Brother Shen Gongbao, Yang Jian will be entrusted to you these days."
Master Yuding smiled slightly, stroking his hands and said, "Please tell him the story of Emperor Huangtian."
"Good."
Shen Gongbao nodded without hesitation, and then said suddenly: "Senior brother, you were eavesdropping just now."
Master Yuding coughed and said helplessly: "I am just an earthly immortal now and I don't have this ability."
Master Taiyi nodded and said, "Junior brother, you know me well. I will never be discovered when I eavesdrop."
Taoist Cihang smiled slightly and said, "Junior brother, you know me well. I never eavesdrop. I listen openly."
The Great Sage Guangcheng even said innocently: "Junior brother, you understand me. I never eavesdrop."
…
Looking at the confirmed twelve immortals, Shen Gongbao took a deep breath. He could tell that each of his twelve senior brothers had unique skills.
There are only twelve of you Daluo people on Yuquan Mountain. You are not the ones eavesdropping. Could it be that it is the ghosts who are eavesdropping?
What kind of ghost dares to come to Yuxuxian's dojo to cause trouble?
A big Luo person, a big Luo person is amazing, a big Luo person can eavesdrop on gossip at will!
Shen Gongbao secretly swore in his heart that when he attains Daluo, he must listen to the ten directions and three realms, listen to all the gossip, and eat all the melons.
"A prophecy."
The Great Sage Guangcheng smiled softly.
"That's good, that's good."
The three senior brothers Cihang, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra said in unison.
Shen Gongbao didn't know why, his big eyes were filled with doubts as to what his senior brothers were messing with.
The Great Luo can see the past and the future, and can see what others cannot, so their conversations are often shrouded in mist, and they look like riddles to others.
"Junior brother, you will know later."
Master Yuding smiled slightly and said, "Yang Jian will be in charge of you for the next two days."
The apprenticeship ceremony was divided into three days. The ceremony and banquet were for outsiders to see. On the first day, the casual cultivators at the foot of the mountain dispersed. On the second day, the immortals' discussion was over, and the Yuxu disciples who came to congratulate also dispersed.
On the third day, only the true disciples of Yuxu were left. The twelve Immortals plus a witness from Shen Gongbao were the true disciples of the Eight Classics.
So Yang Jian still has two days of vacation.
"The Riddler, get out of the wild!"
Shen Gongbao complained secretly in his heart and turned to look for Yang Jian.
"Little Yang Jian... do you want to know how many Taoist companions you will have in the future?"
Shen Gongbao stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the breeze, and his eyes looked like a fairy.
"Taoist companion?!"
Three-year-old Yang Jian looked frightened.
Shen Gongbao smiled and said nothing.
As an earthly immortal who understands part of the plot's future and can be regarded as possessing Da Luo's characteristics, Shen Gongbao can definitely act as the Riddler in front of Yang Jian.
It is reasonable for the master to do evil and the disciple to repay it.
Someone else being the Riddler - no way.
I'll be the Riddler - OK.
"Want to know?"
Shen Gongbao seduces Yang Jian like a strange uncle.
Who can resist this temptation, and which practitioner does not want to know his future.
Yang Jian was no exception. His big bright eyes were full of curiosity and desire, and he prayed: "Uncle Master, please tell me quickly."
Shen Gongbao pretended, made some calculations with his fingers, and finally looked up to the sky and sighed: "The secret must not be leaked."
Yang Jian's expression froze, and his big eyes were filled with grievances.
"Ahem... Yang Jian, it's not that my uncle doesn't want to help you, it's just that Tianji consumes too much mana."
Shen Gongbao shook his head and said: "Unless there is a sack of elixir and a basket of spiritual fruits as nourishment, otherwise, as soon as the master uncle talks about the future, he will immediately lose his soul due to the lack of mana."
Xiao Yang Jian was so frightened that his face turned pale. Then he came back to his senses and asked with a hint of confusion: "Is it difficult to predict the future? Other uncles and uncles said it is not difficult."
This time it was Shen Gongbao's turn to look stiff. He coughed and said nonsensically: "Every immortal's physique is different and cannot be generalized."
"Hurry and get the elixir fruit."
(End of chapter)
