Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

The puppet was sent out of the prehistoric world by Hongjun and Luohou and landed in a snowy mountain in the small world.

The noise of the puppet man's landing alarmed a village at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, and the people in the village came to the puppet man in groups.

To the people living in the village at the foot of the mountain, the puppet man is like a god from heaven.

"Welcome the gods to the world." The villagers knelt down and worshiped the puppet.

The puppet was created by Hongjun himself, and Hongjun also injected a trace of spiritual consciousness into it to better help the puppet adapt to the environment of this small world.

"I need someone to help me protect the little prince. You are great." The puppet man had just arrived in the small world and was considered a god by the villagers here. The person in front of him was simple and unpretentious, making him the best candidate.

"May I know your name, sir?"

The puppet thought for a moment and said, "You don't need to know my last name."

The puppet thought again that since he had to live here and take care of the little prince, he couldn't just listen to the people in front of him about everything in this world.

"Would you please come to my house so that I can serve you?"

The puppet looked at the empty surroundings, shook his head, took out something from his sleeve and placed it on the open ground. The thing grew in the wind, and in just a moment it became an exquisite three-story building.

"I need a few people to serve here." The puppet man randomly pointed to a few people, and the rest who were not pointed out were sent down the mountain by the puppet man.

The villagers were sent down the mountain by the puppets. Seeing that they were just halfway up the mountain, but in the blink of an eye they were at the entrance of the village, the villagers just kept saying, "God is coming, God is coming, may God bless the village."

"There are some techniques in this building. You can check them out and practice them freely. Whoever can reach the crack in the snow mountain first can really work for me. Of course, you can also teach others after you have mastered it, but you must not tell others about it."

The puppets had experienced the great war between the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes in the prehistoric world. The three tribes, who were golden immortals, would fight for fame and fortune for the highest position, let alone these mortals?

The puppet looked at the humans running towards the small building, then turned around and walked towards the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

The huge crack in the snowy mountain came into view, and the puppet man jumped directly from the edge of the cliff.

The puppet observed the dark environment around him. It was silent and full of spiritual energy. It was the most suitable place for the little prince to cultivate.

With a wave of his hand, a huge door glowing green came into view. Behind the door was pitch black. The puppet man used his power to widen the area behind the door and only started placing lighting objects a hundred meters after walking into the door.

Fist-sized mermaid pearls are randomly inlaid on the mountain. Going further inside, on the ceiling of the cave, there are dragon beads that Luohou specially looted from the dragon clan. Each one is extremely large and shines with golden light.

The puppet man then took out the portable cave mansion given to him by Hongjun and placed it in the deepest part of his front body. Finally, he took out the jade bead that wrapped his little prince.

The jade bead floated in the mansion. "Uncle Yang, where is this? Where are my father and daddy?"

"Your Highness, Daozu and Mozu sent you to this small world to play. Once you have completely absorbed the power of the foundation of the Heavenly Dao in this small world, we can go back."

"How long will it take? Can I go out and play? It's so boring here. It's not even as big as Zixiao Palace."

"Not yet. We have to wait until the world line of this small world starts to operate before we can go out, or wait for the Qilin Venerable to come and experience the tribulation, then we can go out with him."

"Okay then." Yuzhu floated in the air, speaking weakly.

"Then can I come out of this bead? There is nothing in this bead, and there is no big red lotus to accompany me."

Uncle Yang thought for a while and said, "My little prince, it's still very dangerous outside. Wait until Uncle Yang is sure it's safe before taking you out. But Uncle Yang can catch some small animals for you outside and send them in."

"Okay, okay, I've never seen small animals before. What kind of small animals are there in this small world? Are they the same as the little Qilin?" Yuzhu circled around Uncle Yang, happily wondering whether the small animal Uncle Yang was talking about was the same as the little Qilin, or maybe like a big lotus.

"Young Chief Qilin is a divine beast, not a small animal. However, Uncle Yang doesn't know what the small animals in this world look like. Wait for Uncle Yang to go out and take the jade slips to record them. Your Highness, take a look at the ones you want. Uncle Yang will catch a pair for you then."

"Okay, okay. I'll wait here for Uncle Yang to come back."

Uncle Yang patted the little jade bead, and when he walked out of the gate, he reinforced the magic circle set outside. After making sure there was no danger, he left to the snow mountain to catch some furry and non-dangerous animals.

When Uncle Yang passed by the small building halfway up the mountain, he found that the only people who were really studying seriously were the ones he had mentioned at the beginning, and the rest were nowhere to be seen.

Uncle Yang was not worried that those people would do any substantial harm to him. After all, in the face of absolute force, all conspiracies and tricks were nothing but clouds and could withstand a single blow.

Uncle Yang's passing by did not alarm anyone.

A: "Tell me, if we learn these, can we really be like that immortal?"

B: "Yes, yes, if we want to be like that immortal, riding on clouds and mist, turning our hands to make clouds and rain, then even if we can't serve him after we get down the mountain, we can still have a good future, right?"

A: "Brother Zhang, please say something."

The man, whom Jia called Brother Zhang, was boxing silently on the side.

"A, no matter whether we learn the ways of the immortals or not, we can't get down the mountain."

A: "Why? Brother Zhang, why can't we get down the mountain?"

B: "Yes, why can't we get down the mountain?"

"We have to pay expensive taxes for the land we grow, let alone letting us learn these things for nothing?"

A: "That seems to make sense. Even if we can't serve the immortal, the immortal won't let us learn in vain and then go down the mountain to serve others."

"A, B, don't be upset. After all, this is a great opportunity. Our parents will be proud of us if we can go to the immortal school."

Brother Zhang looked at the annoyed A and B, then looked at the people who were not from their village but had fled from other places. He quietly pulled their linen sleeves and pouted his mouth towards them.

Uncle Yang climbed over several mountains and recorded most of the animals in the world. When he was about to go back, he saw a group of people underground chasing a man with purple light.

Uncle Yang didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but the purple light on the man was too dazzling. After counting with his fingers, he found that the man was the Human Emperor of this small world. Although he couldn't offend him, he could make friends with him.

Even if he doesn't need it, the little prince will need to go out and play in the future, and there is no harm in making friends with such a precious person.

Immediately, Uncle Yang fell down and knocked the gangster behind the man away.

"Who are you and why are you here?" The man looked at everyone who was chasing him and waved his hand to send them flying.

"I am an immortal, and I met you by chance when I passed by here."

Uncle Yang did not treat the man differently because of the purple air rising into the sky. After all, its owner was the ruler of the great world of chaos. A tiny human emperor in a small world was not worthy of being treated with courtesy.

"I don't know where the immortal lives. Wait for me... let me rest up so that I can come to thank you." Although the man is the ruler of a country, he is vulnerable in front of such people and will naturally lower his posture.

"No need, it's just a favor. If you really want to repay me, please treat me well if you meet me next time. This is a token of my love."

Uncle Yang took out a scroll and handed it to the man, then took out a lotus jade pendant from his pocket and placed it on the scroll.

"This lotus jade pendant can fulfill one of your wishes. Just consider it as a small reward for taking care of the little prince for me." With that, Uncle Yang left the place and returned to the mountains.

However, Uncle Yang did not take the man to heart. After all, he had only been with them for a short hundred years. By the time their retreat was over, the man would have been reincarnated several times. How could he remember the promise he had made?

The man opened the scroll, and on it was a handsome young man, who was not dressed like a Shang Dynasty man. The man was even more convinced that he had met an immortal.

After the man was found by the guards and escorted back to the Da Shang Palace, they urgently summoned Wen Zhong to the palace to discuss important matters.

After Uncle Yang returned to the cave, he put the jade slip in his hand into the jade bead. While the little prince was reading the jade slip, he contacted the Taoist Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor who were far away in the prehistoric continent.

"Taoist Ancestor, Demon Ancestor. The little prince and I have arrived safely. But when I was looking for animals for the little prince, I met a man with purple air all over his body. There are also legends about Taoist Ancestor, Nuwa, Fuxi and even the Three Pure Ones here."

"Perhaps the world reflected by that power evolved according to the primitive continent, so characters from the primitive continent appeared."

"However, I have never felt the existence of any spiritual power or magic here. Instead, it seems to be developing in the direction of martial arts, but it also seems to be developing in the direction of mechanics. It also seems to have a bit of mythological color, so that this small world seems out of place."

"We understand. If you have any news, please report it in time." Then he cut off the communication.

After Uncle Yang finished his report, Yuzhu floated over and handed out a few jade slips, which recorded rabbits, raccoons, tigers and foxes.

"Your Highness, it's too late today, and we just arrived here and are not familiar with the environment. When those people on the mountainside have learned enough, I will go and catch them for you. Then, Your Highness will not be bored in the Jade Pearl Space."

Yuzhu paused in mid-air as if thinking, and replied to Uncle Yang after a long while, "Then I'll listen to Uncle Yang, but can Uncle Yang bring me some seeds? This way I can play with the little animals in the space, and then let the puppets that Daddy prepared for me plant and take care of the space, so that the little animals won't starve."

"Your Highness is very thoughtful. Uncle Yang will find it for you when the time comes." Uncle Yang wanted to smile, but his body was made of wood, and his soul had not yet completely merged with the wood, so it was still a little stiff.

Uncle Yang controlled the rising and setting of the sun and moon in the mansion. After checking again that there was no danger in the mansion, he took the sleeping little prince back to the small wooden house in the mansion.