Since that magnificent and unparalleled battle.
There is no more legend of True Martial Great Dao Lord in the heaven, but the huge True Martial Manor is just empty there and has never been removed. No one dares to mention in front of Great Celestial Venerable Jade Emperor that Zhenwu has gone, so why not just depose this True Martial Manor too.
Perhaps in the future, when the giant snake returns from practicing in the land of the Xuan Ming of the North Sea, he will still take over the duties of Zhenwu, but it will be the same as Laojun.
Zhentian Great Emperor Lord, and Zhenwu.
Supreme Lord Laojun and Taishang.
But only the names are similar. In Immortals and Gods's heart, they are two parts after all.
Between heaven and earth, time has changed, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred years have passed. Zhentian Great Emperor Lord has gradually become a legend, and the legend has gradually disappeared and is no longer mentioned often.
No matter whether they are humans or gods, they are not creatures that are stuck in the past and will always look forward.
Yang Jian is famous all over the world, Shakyamuni Buddha replaced Amitabha Buddha and became Buddha Lord of the Five Elders.
These six realms are majestic and turbulent, and there are always endless stories and endless legends. However, the human world does not care about the stories in the sky. The wooden statue of True Martial Great Emperor Lord is still popular in this world, and those who have actually seen that battle more than two thousand years ago are now the ancestors of various sects.
They won't talk to others about this.
However, as long as the smoke is floating in the human world, the legend will continue to be sung.
Wherever there is a drinking water, there will always be people telling those ancient stories and epics. Even if the stories and epics themselves have been mottled by the years, the characters in the legends will still leave different influences in people's lives.
This influence may be a legend that has no beginning or end, or it may be a habit.
For example, if the statue Attendant is at home, if it is the origin, even the oldest man in the village can't say anything. In the end, he just said, "Good luck, ward off evil spirits. Why ward off evil spirits? I don't know anymore, but people from generation to generation are still stubborn enough to remember that he once protected the world."
Then, trust him simply and purely.
Yong'an Town is not a very big town, but its reputation brings auspiciousness and makes Human Heart comfortable, eternal and peaceful. Many people are willing to stay and live in this town. Since there are people living in it, there is naturally a need for craftsmen who can cope with all aspects of life.
There are woodcutters, butcher Zhang who kills pigs and scalds them, and restaurants that open fashionable dishes.
There is also a teahouse for people to relax.
And among all kinds of people, there are also conflicts.
The only difference between these two people is that they are the most respected by everyone, but Butcher Zhang, who is the most vulgar and can scold the widow for three streets with a knife, is polite from the bottom of his heart. They are a couple, both are fairy-like figures.
The woman is a very talented doctor, and the husband is a gentleman who teaches literacy and preaching exercises.
For the people of Yong'an Town.
You don't have to eat meat, at least not Butcher Zhang's pork.
But who can avoid getting sick, and whose children don't need to read, read, or practice exercises? It's impossible, so I have great respect for this doctor. In addition, these two have compassionate and gentle personalities. They are really god-like figures. For some poorer families, they teach literacy for free, diagnose illnesses, and cure them with medicine.
It is even more virtuous and highly respected.
Everyone in this small town respects both of them. During the holidays, they are willing to bring some gifts to visit them. Even if they enter the door and say a few words, they feel really comfortable. They can brag to the neighbors for half a year. And these two people never receive these things in vain, and they will also prepare some gifts in return.
It is often said in the world that courtesy should reciprocate.
Is there anything clear and clear between people?
As time went by, friendships and favors were established, and we gradually became familiar with each other. Today Butcher Zhang slept in and got up late. While walking in a hurry, I saw that the gentleman had three guests in the teahouse over there.
Of these three guests, one is a middle-aged Daoist priest, one is a kind old man, and the other is a free and handsome young man. They all have extraordinary demeanor and look like masters at first glance.
In the past, the teahouse owner, who regarded himself as a former imperial concubine and was quite arrogant, brought two pots of tea and some tea snacks to him personally. Butcher Zhang thought about it in his heart, but he felt that he could never let this shabby guy selling tea be better than him.
I went back to the pork shop at home, sifted through the selections, and selected the braised pork I was most proud of. I took a large white porcelain plate, took a large teapot, and boiled the braised pork several times with boiling water. Then I carefully cut the braised pork, set the plate, and brought a pot of wine over.
When I was sending it over, the storyteller in the teahouse was telling some fairy tales, some True Martial Great Emperor, the story of a young man holding a sword Sweep Away All Demons. Butcher Zhang couldn't help curling his lips. Although he was a rough man, he respected scholars the most, but he didn't like these fairy tales that sounded extremely ethereal and far away.
He prefers the legend of King Wei Wu Li Zhai and the story of Emperor Taizong Wen.
There are also the legends of Master Su's wise break from prison and Nine Steles Master. These stories are real and have historical data to check. Just like a sip of strong wine into the throat, burning the lungs, spitting it out in one breath, who wouldn't say a word with joy? Those legends of immortals and gods are beautiful, beautiful and beautiful, but they are too light and ethereal.
Like a sip of tea, it enters the mouth and is swallowed.
Clear, light, and misty.
Let's just say it tastes good.
It can be said that it has no taste, no matter how hard you smash it, you can inadvertently find a trace of aftertaste and a lingering aftertaste, which makes people unclear and incomprehensible. Therefore, Butcher Zhang and the teahouse owner who hires storytellers to sell several kilograms of legends and heroic songs are always not dealt with.
When I came in now, I didn't even look at the staple food in the teahouse. I just carefully carried the things in my hands and brought them to the gentleman's table. Then I sang a promise and said, "Sir, Lao Zhang, I was outside and just saw that you have guests. It just so happens that I have freshly braised good meat here and a pot of good spirits."
"I'll just bring it to you, just enjoy it!"
As he said, he is a rough guy.
When he talks and does things, he is straightforward and hearty, but he doesn't like those guys who are too wordy and too boring. At this moment, he said what he had to say, but it made the owner of the teahouse not far away staggered and almost fell to the ground. He grinned and secretly cursed a stupid man.
When I say this, I don't mean anything at all, and it's disrespectful to the seniors.
But he had already seen that the teacher had a gentle demeanor as gentle as jade, and was an extraordinary person. Although he was insignificant, he had also stayed in the state capital academy for twenty or thirty years, but he had never seen such a demeanor. Thinking about it, I am afraid that only the masters of the academy in that state capital city could have such a temperament.
This gentleman is like this.
Aren't these guests equally distinguished?
In the past, the teahouse owner did not deal with Butcher Zhang, but now he was a little worried about him, worried that he would annoy these three people. However, he never thought that the young man slapped his sword on the table and laughed, "What a coincidence, what a coincidence, I just said that the tea tastes bad. If there is such a strong drink, it can be forced into the throat."
"Hahahaha, that's wonderful!"
The young man put the wine cup on the table, poured the strong liquor into the cup, drank several cups in succession, took out the chopsticks, picked up several chopsticks of braised pork and ate it into his mouth. He was so happy that Butcher Zhang had a smile on his face, but he never thought that this young man may not look big, but he is an extremely forthright and cheerful person.
I don't know where, another cup came, and I poured a cup of wine for Butcher Zhang, and said, "Come on, come on, you can have a drink too, the wine is good, it is pleasant in the mouth, and the meat is not bad either, hahaha, thank you very much."
Butcher Zhang I couldn't help it, it was rare to hold the wine glass with both hands, and then I drank the wine with my neck raised, then turned around and left, not disturbing the chat of these people, but my head was a little dizzy, and I didn't know what was going on.
In the past, my drinking capacity could be regarded as one that could never pour a thousand glasses. It didn't matter if I drank jars of ordinary wine. I would just go to the latrine and put some water in it and I would feel comfortable and happy. Why is it like this today?
After just one drink, he seemed to be teetering on the edge of being drunk, and for some reason, he felt extremely happy in his heart. There was also a bit of unexplainable pride, but it seemed that when he was getting old, he could chat with his children and grandchildren and bring up the most proud thing about him. I am afraid that he drank this glass of wine today, but why was this?
Butcher Zhang is a rough guy, a real rough guy.
He didn't think about the reason in detail, and just let himself take advantage of his drunkenness to stagger away.
The sky is high and the sun is far away, drink wine and eat meat!
Drunk and dreamy!
So happy!
What a pleasure!
When young Daoist saw him walking away, he smiled freely and said, "He is a rough man, but he is also a wonderful person. Wuzhuo, Wuzhuo, your place of seclusion is not bad. It is quiet in the middle of the noise. It is interesting and interesting. But if you want to live in seclusion, why don't you stay in some cave? You have to come to the human world?"
The gentleman in blue shirt said gently, "I am a guest in the human world, so I will come to the human world."
The Supreme Leader shook his head and said helplessly, "You, you."
"After the matter was over, I left immediately without any reluctance. I really don't know who you learned this temperament from." He said this, but there was a bit of pride in his tone.
Finally, Yuqing Primordial Celestial Venerable looked at the Daoist priest in front of him who seemed to have mediocre cultivation. He pondered for a moment, then finally stopped and asked, "How about it? With your current state, you are already good enough to go forward with us. That's why you came to ask today."
Mr. Lanshan said, "However, this disciple is already walking on my path."
Yuqing Primordial Celestial Venerable looked at him deeply, and finally nodded with a smile, "This is the Supreme Good."
So I never mentioned this matter again.
The three of them came here to chat, drink wine, drink tea, and talk about the affairs of the six realms.
It was said that Yang Jian became famous, and it was said that Shangqing Spirit Treasure Great Celestial Venerable discovered that his mount actually had a son in the lower world.
It was a big buffalo with white fur. Calculating the time, it was about the time when Qi WuHuo had just ascended to the sky. The buffalo seemed to have gone to congratulate Old Green Ox on entering the emperor's realm, and then came back and found a way to leave Liao Fan. It left a seed, but it made Lingbao Celestial Venerable very annoyed for a while.
It is said that the Jade Emperor's methods became more and more sophisticated, but he also gradually lost his original intention.
Talk about the changes in everything.
It is said that heroes have their ups and downs.
A cup of tea and a pot of wine.
He has talked about all the things in this world and talked about the storms in the six realms.
When saying goodbye for the last time, the gentleman in blue shirt said goodbye to the three Teacher and walked out of the town. When he was at the gate of the town, old man turned around and looked at the Daoist in front of him. In a trance, he seemed to be able to see the past, when he saw the young man carrying him on his back for a thousand and two hundred steps, so a gentle smile appeared on his face:
"Then, fellow Daoist, let's leave it at that."
Mr. Blue Shirt stopped.
Three Dao Ancestors smiled gently, and Yuqing said, "Fellow Daoist is here, we will discuss the Tao someday."
Three Pure Dao Ancestors turned around, one to the east and the other to the north.
Only old man was just striding forward, getting further and further away, but not knowing where it was going.
What I saw today was that the scenery was still the same as before, and the world was warm and peaceful. Mr. Lanshan gently watched the three Teacher leave. After a long time, he smiled, turned around, and walked toward home step by step, thinking about what to eat today.
The food, rice, oil and salt in this world are also the taste of life in this world.
Pedestrians passing by took the initiative to say hello, and he returned the greetings. He also said with some enthusiasm that he had picked new vegetables and that his husband would bring some back. He smiled and agreed, but he did not immediately calculate the ledger. There was one ledger in this Human Heart. When he reached the center of the town, he heard bursts of noise in front of him.
Many people in this town gathered around the place in front, forming a big circle. They seemed to be watching something, and they were excited and scared. Someone said, "Is this a monster? It doesn't look like a creature of Land of Ten Thousand Spirits, but how can ordinary monsters enter the Human Dao Destiny Grand Formation of my human race?"
"Yes, but when I see him like this, he is not a villain."
"Damn it, he stole my clothes!"
"Yes, yes, you even ate my noodles!"
Another voice shouted, "You even ate my noodles!"
So the man before became angry and said, "You, you, you, don't imitate me!"
The voice after that laughed again, clapped his hands and said, "Hey!! You, you, you, don't imitate me!"
Everyone burst into cheerful laughter, but that person was very angry and was about to take action, but someone said, "Ah, it's Mr. here! Mr. is well-informed, so he knows it. Old Liu, please get out of the way."
With a burst of pushing and shoving, these people made way for the gentleman in blue shirt.
Mr. Lanshan walked in, saw the 'people' surrounded, he smiled, and said gently, "I will give him his food money and clothes money." After saying this, the people who had been robbed of clothes and had eaten noodles became less angry, and kept saying:
"It's not necessary. Since you recognize it, sir, it's okay."
"It's gone, it's gone!"
"Ahem, stop standing around here!"
People seemed to have great trust in the gentleman in the blue shirt. When they saw him coming, they all dispersed. The gentleman in the blue shirt gently watched them leave. He lowered his eyes and saw that what had just been surrounded was a monkey, wearing an ill-fitting blue dress. He also brought a bowl of noodles. He also thanked him and bowed repeatedly:
"Old Immortal, the disciples are starting to take action!"
Mr. Lanshan said gently, "Don't be busy, don't be busy, who are you and why are you here?"
The monkey said, "Disciple, I was originally a Flower Fruit Mountain High Person scholar from the East China Sea. After living freely for three to five hundred years, I suddenly felt the pain of life and death, so I wandered from overseas and came to this land to find a Immortal Destiny." He didn't know where he learned the etiquette of the world. He seemed to know that he was not in line with etiquette, so he bowed and said:
"I wonder what the old immortal's name is, disciple, how do you call him a disciple?"
The sun is warm and the world is bright.
The gentleman in blue shirt put his right hand behind his back, bowed slightly, touched the monkey's head with his left hand, and replied with a gentle smile:
"Me?"
"Pindao, Qi WuHuo."
"That is to say, when doing things in this life, there will be no doubts."
(End of book)
(The story begins with Taishang meeting Qi WuHuo)
(The end of the story is when Qi WuHuo meets Wukong)
(Bow down and salute)