I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Out of curiosity, Zhang Hong flew towards the sun.

He could feel that the sun in this world had only one ten-thousandth the effect of the normal sun on the growth of his superhuman strength.

There is something wrong with this sun.

After flying 100,000 kilometers, Zhang Hong was stunned.

He had actually reached the location of the sun. And this sun...

[Oh my god. Why is the sun so small?! ]

Although it is called the sun, it is clearly just a star the size of the moon, emitting strong light and heat.

After close observation, Zhang Hong could accurately perceive that this sun was not only small in size but also low in temperature.

The surface temperature is only about 2000 degrees Celsius, and the internal temperature does not exceed 10 degrees.

Moreover, what makes the sun emit light and heat is not nuclear fusion reaction, but violent yin and yang reaction. Countless microscopic particles are decomposed into a pure and scorching yang energy in this sun, which should be the legendary sun's true fire.

With the help of super vision, Zhang Hong also vaguely saw that there seemed to be an irregularly shaped object in the core of the sun.

Out of curiosity, he flew closer to the sun to find out.

boom!

As a result, as soon as he entered the sun, a violent reaction occurred, like pouring a bucket of gasoline into a fire, which suddenly exploded into a huge fireball that covered the sky.

Zhang Hong quickly withdrew and intercepted the fireballs one by one to prevent them from falling into the land of China and causing innocent casualties.

Then Zhang Hong was shocked.

[The true form of this sun is actually a corpse! ]

Although it was only a moment, Zhang Hong also saw clearly that the irregular thing in the core of the sun was a dark golden giant bird as big as Mount Everest. It was shaped like a phoenix and had three legs.

——Three-legged golden crow!

Zhang Hong immediately thought of the sun bird in mythology.

I never thought that the sun in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story was actually transformed from a three-legged golden crow!

Zhang Hong was shocked.

Seeing with my own eyes the ancient myth become reality, a divine bird sleeping in space and burning quietly, emitting infinite light and heat, becoming the sun that illuminates the world. Seeing that scene with my own eyes is truly shocking.

Zhang Hong suddenly felt awe for this world.

The three-legged golden crow really exists. So the gods and Buddhas in the heaven in mythology, the Three Pure Ones, are probably real too.

There might be something in this world that could threaten his life.

Zhang Hong became more cautious and acted more carefully in the future.

[The sun is the golden crow, what about the moon? ]

Zhang Hong looked at the other side of the planet and saw a celestial body with faint white light floating in the space on the opposite side.

After half an hour.

[I never thought that the moon is actually a big white toad. ]

The answer surprised Zhang Hong. But he thought about it and it seemed that there was also a saying of "moon toad" in ancient times. It seems that this white toad is the legendary moon toad.

[The sun is the Golden Crow, the moon is the Moon Toad. What about the stars? ]

Zhang Hong glanced at the stars in the sky, then flew towards outer space farther away from the Jiuzhou planet.

As a result, half an hour later, Zhang Hong suddenly bumped into an invisible barrier and was bounced back.

When he touched it with his hand, Zhang Hong was stunned for a moment.

The world of A Chinese Ghost Story is actually separated by an invisible barrier, just like a crystal ball surrounded by glass on all sides.

The stars are but specks of light dotted on this barrier, flickering and disappearing and reappearing from time to time.

……

Just when Zhang Hong was busy exploring outer space.

The capital of the Ming Dynasty, Sitianyuan.

More than a hundred officials in the entire government office were busy.

"Sir, this is the list of Taoist priests presented by Baiyun Temple."

"Sir, this is a letter from a monk from the White Horse Temple."

"Sir, there is an old man outside who claims to be a fox fairy living in seclusion on the North Street of the Imperial City. He wants to see the Heavenly Lord."

"grown ups……"

"Damn it!"

"Why do all the problems have to be blamed on me? Where is old man Jingyi? Where did he go to be lazy?"

Yan Chixia was annoyed by his subordinates who kept coming to him to report, and he cursed angrily.

The subordinate official said awkwardly: "Sir, didn't you arrange for Master Jingyi to receive visitors in the outer hall? Monks from all walks of life have been coming to our Sitianyuan since we opened the door this morning..."

Yan Chixia rubbed his brows with a headache and complained, "Why are there so many people coming at once? Tianzun is giving me a difficult problem... Come on, take my token and go to the Imperial Guard Camp to ask some military officers who can write to come and help. They must have been on the battlefield and killed people."

Military strategists have a murderous aura, which can more or less suppress ordinary evil spirits.

"Yes! I'm going, sir!"

Yan Chixia continued to be busy, handling official business.

"Amitabha."

However, it didn't last long before a melodious Buddhist chant was heard outside the door.

It actually passed through the heavy gates and reached Yan Chixia's ears clearly. The noise surrounding Sitian Courtyard was silenced.

[What a high level of cultivation! ]

Yan Chixia's expression suddenly froze.

He is a Jindan cultivator, and a top-notch Jindan cultivator who has one foot halfway into the Yangshen realm.

"I am Fa Zheng, the abbot of Jinshan Temple. I have come to pay a special visit to the Heavenly Lord of Savior. I hope the Heavenly Lord will receive me."

The person was a thousand steps away, but his voice seemed to be ringing next to my ear.

Yan Chixia stood up with a solemn expression. A big guy had arrived, and it seemed that he had no choice but to come out to greet him in person.

"A guest is a guest. Master, please wait for a moment in the Sitianyuan, and wait for me to inform the Tianzun."

Yan Chixia said loudly and replied to the man using secret voice transmission.

"good."

The other party chanted a Buddhist name, walked into the main hall of Sitianyuan, and greeted Yan Chixia.

"I am Fa Zheng, a poor monk. I am honored to meet you, Master Yuan Zheng."

"Master, please take a seat. Someone, bring the tea."

"Thank you."

Yan Chixia looked at the monk and was secretly shocked.

This monk has a handsome face and a good-looking appearance. He looks no more than thirty years old, but his cultivation is not inferior to mine. He should not be underestimated.

Monk Fa Zheng was a very self-disciplined man. As soon as he sat down, he closed his eyes and silently recited Buddhist scriptures, waiting quietly for instructions.

He was not impatient at all and looked like a high-level monk.

Yan Chixia was about to ask a question when a clear voice was heard from outside.

[Zhang Ziling from the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Mount Longhu, comes to pay respect to the Heavenly Master! ]

Yan Chixia was secretly surprised. Another peak Jindan stage cultivator.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with long beard, black hair, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes walked in with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and also saluted to Yan Chixia.

"Zhang Ziling greets fellow Taoist."

"Master, please take a seat."

Yan Chixia could see that the guards outside the Sitian Court were just decorations to these great monks, and the real big guys could just walk in without notifying.

"Lin Zhengxiong of the Maoshan Sect has come to pay his respects to the Heavenly Lord."

"I came to Baiyun Temple to pay my respects to the Heavenly Master in a calm and composed manner."

Afterwards, calls of "Wulian Tianzun" and "Amitabha" were heard, and the leaders or elders from various sects came in one by one, and the main hall of Sitianyuan was filled with people in a blink of an eye.

Yan Chixia couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, so he had to quickly arrange for people to add more seats and put the chairs in the yard.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart: "Damn, these old monsters, you guys usually hide away and cultivate in seclusion, and the world is full of demons and monsters, but you guys don't come out to exorcise them. Now that the Heavenly Lord has spoken, you guys are scrambling to jump out."

Yan Chixia had thought that Jindan cultivators were rare in the world, but now it seems that he was just seeing too little.

[I am Wukong, a poor monk from the Great Buddha Temple in the West. I wonder where the Heavenly Lord is? Can he show himself to me?]

Suddenly, an aura more powerful than that of any cultivator present descended upon Sitianyuan.

Melodious voices were accompanied by bursts of Buddhist chanting, as if thousands of monks were chanting scriptures.

Yan Chixia was now completely panicked, and the expressions of the cultivators from various sects also changed.

——It turned out to be a Yangshen cultivator!