"Husband, whose child is this?! Where is our child?"
"Hey, I can't hold this in your arms!"
"Husband, stop joking!!"
Nü Deng looked at the silent Shaodian Shi blankly, and then fell silent.
She looked down at the baby in her arms.
He looked up at his husband again.
His eyes gradually became red at this moment.
Tears kept rolling in her eyes.
"Husband... are you serious?"
Shaodian Shi didn't want to think too much and nodded affirmatively, "Of course, I saw him squeezed out by you with my own eyes!"
Hearing her husband's affirmative answer, Nü Deng, who has the cultivation level of True Immortal, suddenly cried "Wow".
Big tears fell from her cheeks, giving people an inexplicable feeling of pity.
And with the sound of Nü Deng crying.
The bull-headed baby in her arms also started crying.
Shaodian Shi Have you ever seen anyone cry, let alone the one who cried this time was his own wife.
It made him nervous all of a sudden.
He quickly licked his face and persuaded gently, "Nü Deng, don't cry. It's probably a good thing that our two children look like this!"
"After all, if you think about it, this is a natural phenomenon, which means he..."
But before he finished speaking, Nü Deng looked at him with tears in his eyes.
"Husband, why is our child a Minotaur?"
"Uh..."
"Nü Deng Don't worry, when I, the Emperor of the human race, was born, wasn't he also born with abnormality? This is exactly the same as my other children! Besides, wasn't even Sage Mother Empress also born with abnormality?"
"But the two of them exist with the head of a human and the body of a snake, but our child is a Minotaur!"
"It's not important!"
"No, this is important!"
"..."
Finally, with some gentle words of comfort from Shaodian Shi, Nü Deng finally accepted the reality that his child was a bull-headed baby.
After all, it's your own flesh and blood, so you can't really recreate it, right?
This can't be done by simply stuffing it back.
But fortunately, my child does seem to be a bit extraordinary, not to mention the huge bull's head.
Just saying that his transparent body looks like a crystal carving in the sunlight, with all the internal organs faintly visible, is enough to show how extraordinary he is.
The accompanying plant Nine-eared Millet Seedling is even more magical. It hangs three inches above the baby's head and moves automatically in the absence of wind.
The nine golden spikes sway gently with the rhythm of breathing, sometimes sprinkling golden light.
Nü Deng once tried to touch it, but found that his palm actually passed through the seedlings, as if it was just an illusory light and shadow.
Moreover, my own child still has an indescribable and unknown aura.
As soon as you see him, you will feel extremely kind and gentle.
Especially when he stopped crying, his eyes were so clear that he could see the stars in the sky.
He is obviously a newborn baby, but his eyes are like a river of stars. From time to time, it seems that the sun, moon and stars are appearing and passing away in it.
In this way, everyone in the Lieshan Tribe gradually became accustomed to it from the initial shock.
Soon, time flew by like a white horse.
Hundreds of years have passed by.
The once swaddling bull-headed baby has now grown into a heroic young man.
Like everyone else in the tribe, he took the surname Jiang and his given name Shi Nian.
Ever since Emperor Fuxi established the surname system.
The entire Lieshan Tribe follows what Fuxi said.
A large river nearby was used as the source of the surname.
And that big river is called Jiang Water!
Today's Jiang Shinian, although not very old, is exceptionally brave. The pair of horns are becoming more and more powerful and dazzling. Nine-eared Millet Seedling turns into golden light and lingers around the body. Every move of his hands and feet has its own indescribable Dao Rhyme flow.
Jiang Shinian is different from ordinary people in that he does not like to practice or have fun.
I don't know if it's because of the accompanying Nine-eared Millet Seedling tree.
He likes to squat in front of some Spiritual Plant and quietly observe the growth of Spiritual Plant.
On this day, Jiang Shinian was still as usual, quietly observing Spiritual Plant in front of him.
Suddenly, a burst of Qing Feng blew by, and the clouds and mist in the mountains parted silently.
A Daoist priest wearing a Purple Gold Crown appeared out of thin air three feet away from him. The string of beads hanging down from the Purple Gold Crown automatically made a crisp jade sound without any wind.
This burst of jade music also instantly woke up Jiang Shinian.
He turned to look at the Daoist in surprise.
This sight immediately made his pupils tremble and his mind was shaken!
The Daoist was clearly standing in front of him, but Jiang Shinian's consciousness could not sense his presence at all - it was as if the person in front of him was just a shadow, integrated with the heaven and earth, but yet detached from the world.
What's even more surprising is that the Daoist's face is clearly visible and his features are picturesque, but when Jiang Shinian wanted to remember his appearance carefully, he found that he could not outline his appearance in his mind no matter what.
It's as if his existence transcends common sense and cannot even be carried by memory.
The Daoist's robe was embroidered with mountains, rivers, sun and moon, but the pattern was actually flowing slowly, like a living thing.
When the sleeves are turned, it seems that there are stars hanging upside down, and all the worlds are coming and going.
Just standing next to him, Jiang Shinian felt a vast Dao Rhyme envelope his whole body, causing the Nine-eared Millet Seedling in his body to sway involuntarily, emitting a bright golden glow.
Jiang Shinian did not dare to be careless, and quickly stood up and bowed solemnly to salute, "Jiang Shinian I have seen senior... I wonder who senior is?!"
The Daoist just looked at Jiang Shinian with a smile, and spoke slowly and unhurriedly, "Longevity Mountain blessed land, Wuzhuang Temple cave heaven"
But with just one word from the Daoist, Jiang Shinian was shocked and his mind went blank.
Although Jiang Shinian is young, he has never been far away.
But who doesn't know about this place that the Daoist is talking about in Primordial Wilderness?!
That's the Zhen Yuanzi saint's Dojo!
"Gulu--!!"
Jiang Shinian swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolling, and his mouth felt extremely dry.
His hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, and his knuckles turned slightly white from the exertion.
"Senior... senior, could it be that he is the immortal envoy of Zhen Yuanzi Saint?" His voice trembled slightly, with a hint of awe and temptation.
"No!" The Daoist chuckled, his sleeves and robes swayed lightly in the wind, and a simple Earth Book was looming around his waist.
His eyes were gentle, but he could see through the vicissitudes of eternity, "I am Zhen Yuanzi."
"Plop--"
Jiang Shinian felt his legs were weak, and his knees hit Azure Stone uncontrollably.
The clouds and mist in the mountains suddenly solidified at this moment, and even the wind stopped flowing.
He put his forehead on the ground, folded his hands and stretched them forward, performing the most solemn ancient ceremony.
"Forgive... forgive the saint!" Jiang Shinian's voice was tight, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat, "The human race Jiang Shinian is a mortal with naked eyes. I don't know that the saint is here in person. Any slights will be forgiven by the saint!"
He paused, then kowtowed deeply, his voice pious and trembling. "Greetings to Saint Zhen Yuanzi!"
No wonder Jiang Shinian is nervous.
After all, this is the face of a saint.
If it is because he offended the saint and caused the saint to be displeased, causing disaster to the human race and the death of his loved ones, then he Jiang Shinian simply deserves death! ()