Tianting Publishing Group

Tianting Publishing Group was established in the prehistoric period to meet the development needs of the monastic circle. With the approval of Hongjun and under the supervision of various saints, it is a large-scale publishing and distribution organization sponsored by Tianting. It was formerly the internal reference production group of the Zixiao Palace Secretariat. Huang Zhu, former Secretary-General of the Zixiao Palace Secretariat.

Its subsidiaries include Tianting Literature Publishing House, Tianting Fine Arts Publishing House, Tianting Children's Publishing House, Tianting Education Publishing House, Zixiao Bookstore, Yaochi Bookstore, etc.The distribution channels are all over the three worlds, and they have close cooperation with all religions and ethnic groups.

He has published "I Played with Mud in the Northeast - The Autobiography of Nuwa Saint", "3000 Years of Practice and 5 Years of Demonstration", "Tianting Civil Service Recruitment Examination Standard Textbook", "A Preliminary Study on the Composition of Hongmeng Purple Qi", "The Art of Water Control", "Long Way to Learn Scriptures" " and a series of classic works.

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Before the ages, the chaos was first opened, everything was ignorant, there were no living beings, and the heaven and the earth were connected.Among them is a chaotic green lotus, which has five leaves and 24 petals in bloom. After the lotus seeds split, the great god Pan Gu was born holding the sky-opening axe.

Hundreds of millions of years later, the great god Pangu felt the way of heaven, and split the chaos with the sky-opening axe. The light and clear things rose to the sky, and the heavy and turbid things fell to the earth.

Because of the power of opening the sky, the chaotic green lotus has turned into countless innate spiritual treasures.

After the separation of the heavens and the earth, the Great God Pangu feared that the heavens and the earth would reunite, so he put his head on the sky and kicked the ground. Tens of thousands of years later, the heavens and the earth gradually took shape, and the body of the Great God Pangu also transformed into everything in the process.

His breath became wind and cloud, his voice thunder.The eyes are the sun and the moon, the skin is the earth, the blood is the river, the hair is the vegetation, and the sweat is the rain...

All things grow and evolve into various creatures. Since then, they have entered a prehistoric period.

The phoenix clan, dragon clan, and unicorn each occupy one side, vying for the dominant position and seizing the territory. At this time, the aura is abundant, and everyone's cultivation base is good, and the fight for a territory is vigorous.

However, everyone does not know that there is a Taoist named Hongjun in West Kunlun. After quietly picking up the innate treasure jade plate transformed from the petals of the chaotic green lotus, he does not care about external disputes, but just retreats for enlightenment.

In order to be the overlord, the three races were beaten to death. The world was colorless. It was the first robbery of the Dragon and Han. Other creatures, including many future powers, could only shrink back.On the other hand, Hongjun realized his own way of becoming a saint from the jade plate of good fortune that recorded the Three Thousand Ways.

When the three clans fell due to the scrambling for their vitality, Hongjun was only one step away from becoming a saint.

When he came to the desolate land full of barbarians, he felt pity in his heart, and suddenly he had a feeling in his heart that he wanted to do something, so he was pulled down to a clump of grass and trees by the secret of heaven.

This kind of tall and straight tree is emerald green, hollow and straight outside, with one section at a time.Especially one of them was immature but already radiating precious light. Hongjun knew that this was the first bamboo in the world, and it was also one of the innate spiritual treasures transformed by the chaotic green lotus, the bitter bamboo.

Hongjun figured out that this bamboo was not destined for him, and what he was going to do, using innate spiritual treasures, might not be too trivial, so he picked a bamboo next to him.It stands to reason that the bamboo next to the bitter bamboo is the second bamboo in the world, but the existence of the second is not rare for everyone.

But as soon as he got the bamboo, Hongjun knew it was it. Hongjun picked up the feather that was pecked off by the Phoenix clan during the dragon and phoenix battle from the ground, and refined it together with the bamboo to make the first pen in the world.

The pen is for telling things and writing.

Hongjun erected a monument, using the first pen in the world to roughly record the process of the Long Han Chu robbery, impartial, objective and neutral.

At this time, a lot of merits and virtues descended from the sky, [-]% for the pen, [-]% for the stele, and [-]% for Hongjun.And this merit is not because the recorded event is the first robbery of the Long Han Dynasty, but this way of recording.

Hongjun suddenly knew that the "pen" and this recording method would have countless merits in the future, but at this time Hongjun had not yet become a saint, so he only had a vague feeling and couldn't figure out why, so he pressed the pen without mentioning it. Haosheng put it away.

After returning to the cave, Hongjun continued to practice.

Hongjun, who was concentrating on cultivation, didn't realize that his pen already had intelligence.

In fact, there is a modern soul attached to that bamboo from hundreds of millions of years ago. After being refined into a pen and gaining merit, the originally ignorant spiritual wisdom was opened, and he remembered his previous life, so he also started to practice.

Thousands of years later, Hongjun finally attained the Great Dao, achieved Hunyuan Dao Fruit, and a saint was born!

The soaring power spread all over the world, and all the prehistoric creatures knelt in the direction of the saint. At this moment, the prehistoric creatures knew that the saint is immortal, untouched by cause and effect, omniscient, the most powerful existence in the world, let alone face the saint , Even facing this coercion from a long distance, there is a feeling of being an ant.

While being in awe, there is also a kind of yearning.

Hongjun came to 33 days away, opened a dojo, named Zixiao Palace, and sent a voice to Quan Honghuang: "I am Hongjun, and I have become a saint today. A hundred years later, I will preach at Zixiao Palace, 33 days away. Anyone can come!"

The whole prehistoric world was boiling. Just now they were still envious of the saint. Now the saint is going to preach. Although the saint didn’t say anything, the way the saint preached must be the way to become a saint!

However, 33 days away is the chaotic space, and it is not easy to get there. The so-called "destined ones" are actually powerful ones.

A hundred years passed in a blink of an eye, and powerful ascetics in the prehistoric world set off to find Zixiao Palace one after another.

Hongjun had just been sanctified, and although Zixiao Palace was full of auspiciousness because of his presence, it was very deserted.

The first sermon is about to begin, and there will be countless ascetics coming, including the destined future saint. This is of great significance. Hongjun thought that he would not be able to greet the guests in person at the door, let's welcome them .

Then he realized that the pen gave birth to spiritual wisdom, so Hongjun tapped his own pen to help him transform into form.

That pen turned into a young man, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, tied with a yellow silk sash, with warm and sharp brows, with a smile on his lips, he turned his head towards Hongjun, "Zixiao Palace Secretary Huang Zhu pays homage to the master."

Hongjun was taken aback for a moment, as long as he had a name, many prehistoric creatures knew to name themselves as soon as they took shape, but why did they claim a position for themselves?

So Hongjun asked: "What is the secretariat?"

Huang Zhu who forcibly arranged a position for himself said calmly: "Master, the secretary is the one who handles the phone and asks for secret documents, including handling various chores. When the master opens up a dojo to preach, there will inevitably be many students staying in the palace. I really need a place to take care of the affairs of Zixiao Palace for the master. Huang Zhu once wrote the stele of the robbery in the early Han Dynasty for the master, and was enlightened by the master's love. He is willing to take the post of secretary and serve the master in order to repay the master Big favor."

Huang Zhu's body contains a modern soul, and he knows that Hongjun is a golden thigh. Since he has the opportunity to become the first horse under Hongjun's seat to be enlightened, he must grasp it well!So as soon as he came up, he was full of tongues, and he would talk about the next position first.

Hongjun really felt that what Huang Zhu said made some sense. This yellow bamboo pen was shaped with merit. It once helped him write inscriptions. It is indeed the first pen in the world. It is born with culture and knowledge. What kind of secretary is this.

Saint, that is very ostentatious. Huang Zhu is so active and sensible, Hong Jun is very satisfied, "That's right, then you can take the post of secretary."

Taking care of the entire Zixiao Palace by one person seemed a bit shabby, so Hongjun took out two more spirit stones and turned them into two boys, a boy and a girl, both of whom were pink and cute.

The two boys also kowtowed to Hongjun, "Haotian and Yaochi have seen the master."

Comparing it with Huang Zhu, the gap is obvious. Huang Zhu is much smarter. After all, pens and stones are different, and Huang Zhu's pen has long been enlightened, and he understands Hongjun better.Although he didn't have a clear idea, he felt that Zhong Hongjun still valued Huang Zhu more.

Hongjun pointed to Huang Zhu and said: "This is your senior brother Huang Zhu, who is in charge of my Zixiao Palace Secretariat, you two will also be secretaries in the future, let him do his bidding."

Haotian and Yaochi hurriedly said yes, and bowed to Huang Zhu, calling him senior brother.

Hongjun pondered for a moment, "Since there are three people in the secretariat, with Huang Zhu as the head, then Huang Zhu will be..."

Huang Zhu continued, "Secretary-General?"

Hongjun nodded, "Yes, Secretary-General."

Being promoted in minutes, Huang Zhu was very motivated and decided to strike while the iron was hot.

With Hongjun's permission, Huang Zhu led Haotian and Yaochi to sort out his things, took some out and refined them for decoration, and renovated Zixiao Palace as a whole, with the highest purpose of pretending to be coquettish.

As a result, the Zixiao Palace, which was originally empty, suddenly looked more like a saint's cave, tall and impressive.

Huang Zhu saw that Hongjun still had some seeds, so he sowed them all, urged them with spiritual power, transplanted the grown plants to the flower garden in the palace, and picked some vases from them every day for decoration.Tea leaves actually grew out of it, and Huang Zhu was even more delighted, so he selected some jade stones, refined them into tea sets, and made tea for Hongjun.

After Hongjun became a saint, he didn't need to eat or drink at all, but Huang Zhu said that what we mainly drink is the artistic conception. When Hongjun tasted it, the tea seemed bitter but sweet, which coincided with the way of cultivation, so he accepted it with satisfaction.

Huang Zhu also turned into a prototype and wrote a couplet.

After finishing writing, Huang Zhu hung it outside Zixiao Palace, and asked Haotian and Yaochi behind him, "How is it?"

"Senior brother Huang Zhu is really talented!" Haotian and Yaochi exclaimed again and again, "This word is really well written!"

Huang Zhu proudly said: "We are also disciples of saints after all, this is necessary."

"'The sage went to the east to exhaust his energy, and three thousand guests came to the sky'... Brother, is this the Zixiao Palace? We finally found the Zixiao Palace!"

Huang Zhu heard a voice, turned his head and looked, it turned out that there were three Taoists, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man, looking at Zixiao Palace in front of him, very excited.

It was the young man among the three who spoke just now, and the old man he called stroked his white beard, "Don't lose your composure, Tongtian, it should be here."

Huang Zhu thought to himself, from the titles, these three people should be Sanqing, Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Sect Master.

Thinking about it, he really chose a good time to take shape, Hongjun said, the future great gods in the prehistoric world will gather together, from now on, you have to keep your eyes open and take a good look!