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The life of the human race is too short, and the children present did not know that as early as many years ago, before their ancestors moved here, a Taoist once came here to repair the land left by Nuwa. Lingshi preached for a hundred years.

The spirit stone has already formed a spiritual fetus, gave birth to spiritual wisdom, listened to the Tao for a hundred years, gradually realized the way of practice, and planted the seeds of seeking immortality in his heart.

And what is Huang Zhu talking about?

What he told was history, a story that actually happened.From the creation of the world by the Great God Pangu, to the creation of man by Nuwa, to the restoration of the saints, the establishment of the heavenly court, the general trend of the world and the influential figures, all are narrated by him.

These human children also know the fairy tales of Pangu opening the sky and Nuwa creating man, but they are not as real and vivid as Huang Zhu's, and there are many details they don't know.

These stories of Huang Zhu have outlined the distribution of forces in the Three Realms for everyone. Those great gods who make every effort to destroy the world are really yearning for.

The most awesome thing should be the Dao, and the next step is the way of heaven, the ancestor of Taoism, and then the saints, heaven, hell, and so on.

Among so many forces, the most beautiful should be the Taoist sect, and the Western religion is more like a poor relative who beats the autumn wind.

The children were listening to stories, and Lingshi was listening too.

Many creatures in this world feel that they are special, just like in Huang Zhu's previous life, children liked to think about whether they would go to Tsinghua University or Peking University in the future.Of course, only a few are truly special.

Lingshi heard a Taoist tell a story about his own origin before, and he seemed very powerful, so he couldn't help but be delighted. Hearing this Taoist's analysis of the situation in the Three Realms, he couldn't help thinking, the god who preached to me back then looked so powerful, Presumably it's either the gods and men of Kunlun Mountain, or the immortal officials of the Heavenly Court.

Is Kunlun Mountain better or Tianting better, or Wa Palace, which has a close relationship with me? It's so hard to decide...

Lingshi was contemplating deeply when he suddenly felt that the Taoist had stopped telling the story: "That's it for today."

The children of the human race all begged him: "Master Dao, Master Dao, let's tell another story!"

Lingshi also agreed in his heart, yes, let's talk about one more.

Although it lived longer than these human children, it couldn't move its body. It might not be as knowledgeable as them in this remote cliff.This isolated overseas island may only have an outsider in a hundred years.

Therefore, like those children, it is very eager to learn what the outside world looks like from the mouth of the Taoist.

The Taoist came with two children and a bird. One child had three eyes on his forehead, which were covered by bangs. The human children couldn't see them, but Lingshi could "see" them clearly.

The three-eyed child tugged at the corner of Taoist's robe, and whispered, "Let's talk about one more."

This child has many eyes and big face, the Taoist didn't want to talk about it at first, so he picked him up, pointed to the sea below the cliff, and said: "Do you know how big the biggest fish in the world is? "

These children grew up by the sea, how many fishermen are there in their family, when Huang Zhu asked, they all talked in one go, using the fish they caught at home as examples.

Lingshi has stayed here for a long time, it only hates that it can't speak, otherwise it can shout proudly, I know, what they said is not big enough, I have seen a giant fish that was stranded, it was longer than a tree !

"It's not right." Huang Zhu took the ball from his waist and held it flat in the air, "This is the biggest fish in the world."

Under the sun, the water in the transparent ball reflected the luster, and the appearance of the rotten head fish that was the size of a child's palm became more and more clear.

The children all chimed, "Master Dao, this fish is so small, it's not as big as my salted fish."

"And so ugly..."

"What a beautiful ball, what a waste!"

Everyone expressed their contempt.

"A fish is not judged by its appearance." Huang Zhu only said one sentence.

Huang Zhu tossed the ball in his hands twice, pretending to be a master's ball, and threw it down the cliff, saying silently: Go, Pi Kapeng!

Lingshi only "watched" that the transparent ball split open in the air, and the rotten fish inside fell out and fell into the sea. He suddenly felt that something was wrong. This fish seemed not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

After a while, it knew something was wrong.

After the rotten-headed fish entered the water, the blue waves were separated in an instant, and a fish as blue as dark as the night sky jumped out of the water.

This fish was so big that it almost covered the sky, its body couldn't see the side, it went straight to the sky, because it was too big, with one jump, it was already in the very distant clouds.

But even at this distance, its body is too big to feel suffocating.

The giant fish uses clouds and mist as water, shaking its head and tail, lifting weights like light.Flipping backwards, it slipped from the clouds into the sea, and in an instant, it came out from the other side.The way it swims is reminiscent of active Yin-Yang Tai Chi, thick, round and mysterious.

The human children present, even Chiming, were all fascinated by it.

This scene is really spectacular. Facing a fish that is bigger than mountains is a shock in itself, not to mention the scene where it connects with sky and water, swimming between clouds, mist and waves, it is really amazing and moving.

After a long time, someone spoke.

"Teacher, what is this?" Yang Jie asked.

Huang Zhu replied: "This is Kunpeng." Kunpeng has two forms, which can be changed freely, and this time it is the form of Kun.

Yang Jue asked again: "Is it the strength of the teacher's feet?"

Huang Zhu laughed from the bottom of his heart, "Do you want to ride?"

Yang Jue nodded without hesitation, "Let's ride it home."

Those human children also said expectantly: "Master Taoist, where do you live, can we go play with you?"

"You are mortals with a limited lifespan. If you go with me, I'm afraid you will miss the world." Huang Zhu picked up the children, stepped on the cloud and walked to Kunpeng's back, his voice still remained in place, "Wait If there is a celestial fate, he will meet me again in the Nine Heavens, and then I will invite you to ride a giant fish."

The children only saw his figure disappear in the distance, and then the giant fish also leaped towards the sky, and traveled far away along the clouds until it disappeared.

Lingshi thought in the distance, the gods said earlier that the Heavenly Court was built in the Jiuchongtian, it seems that he came from the Heavenly Court, I don't know if there is such a big fish in Kunlun Mountain, otherwise, it seems that the Heavenly Court is more majestic!

Back then, when Nu Wa smelted stones to mend the sky and dropped this spiritual stone with the merit of mending the sky, Zhunti counted it.

Huang Zhu didn't compete with him to preach or anything, in fact, he didn't have a way suitable for this spirit stone.This spirit stone, like Yang Jian, belongs to the more suitable attribute in Buddhism.Lingshi will become a Buddha in the future, if Yang Jian enters Buddhism, he will surely become a Buddha too.

But Zhunti can turn Hu into a Buddha and save people into monks. Huang Zhu can make Zhunti make wedding clothes for others in the future. Anyway, we have to go back to the source. How can the karma between Zhunti and Lingshi be deeper than that of Nuwa and Lingshi? He is just burying a thought in Lingshi's heart now.

Standing on top of Kunpeng, Huang Zhu took Yang Jue, Yang Jian and Chi Ming back together.

But before reaching Zhaoyao Mountain with a radius of hundreds of miles, he had to come down and put Kunpeng back.Because there is a serious and self-inflicted fact: Kunpeng does not have a driver's license, and Huang Zhu does not have a driver's license.

"Looks like we really have to find some time to take the exam together..." Huang Zhu muttered.

It is not rigorous enough to say that Kunpeng is a mount. It can only be said that he can be used as a mount, and it is a particularly advanced one. You can still have a big party on his back when you are driving without delay.

Chiming picked up the yellow bamboo and said, "Teacher, can you give me Xiaokun?"

Huang Zhu didn't realize it for a while, "Who is Xiao Kun?"

Chiming pointed to the ocean ball.

Huang Zhu: "..."

Huang Zhuheixian: When did you name it? !

Chiming's wings were not easy to grasp either, he transformed into a Dao body on Huang Zhu's shoulders, and became a one-year-old fat and handsome child, with his feet wrapped around Huang Zhu's neck, he was about to be hanged upside down With his body to catch the ocean ball.

It's a pity that the Zhiming Dao body is too short, with his feet hanging on Huang Zhu's neck, his hands can't reach Huang Zhu's stomach, let alone the ocean ball hanging on his waist.

The little fat man didn't even have a bellyband, he was naked.

Huang Zhu felt embarrassed for him when he saw it, took him off his neck, patted his buttocks, "Are you ashamed? How old are you, and your clothes don't change."

Chiming seldom becomes a Taoist body, and he has no concept of clothes for a bird. He scratched his head and finally conjured up a bellyband of the same color as the feather.Then grabbed Huang Zhu's skirt, hummed and acted like a baby, "Teacher, give it to me, give it to me!"

"Practice hard, and I'll play for you later." Huang Zhu said with a straight face.

Chi Ming pestered him again and again but it didn't work, so he could only give up lazily, "Then it's all right, I'll practice hard, so give me Xiaokun to play with?"

"Just keep practicing!" Huang Zhu pinched his tender cheeks, "Also, what's the difference between Little Kun and Little Kun, do you know that your name is Kunpeng?"

Chi Ming laughed, jumped off Huang Zhu's arms, passed through the cloud at Huang Zhu's feet and fell down, and when it reappeared, a little phoenix flew up, stopped in front of Huang Zhu's waist, and said to Haiqiu: "Xiao Kun, you must like me calling you that, right?"

These bear children born after the Lich War really have no taboos...

Muttering to himself, Huang Zhu lowered his head to look at Kunpeng. Kunpeng had turned up his belly again, floating on the water like a dead fish.

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