To live in the floods [ floods ]

33 Tianwai Zixiao Palace, Shang Qian rushed outside the Zixiao Palace as if his tail was on fire, looked around for a while, but he didn't see Yuan Shi catching up, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really not lucky enough to leave the last day of the Chanjiao Monastery Palace, but happened to bump into Yuan Shi who was coming back. Shang Qian hardly dared to recall Yuan Shi's ugly face at that time.

—Although not to her.

Shang Qian had every reason to suspect that Yuan Shi would beat up all his twelve unjust disciples after she ran away.

Of course, that's not what Shang Qian was worried about. What she was worried about was that her dear Second Senior Uncle beat up her disciple and beat her innocent little coin without hesitation.

Shang Qian made up an excuse and left in a hurry. He didn't even go to the East China Sea and went straight away for 33 days.

When I came to Zixiao Palace, it was still lonely here, with blossoming daoyun green lotuses surrounding Zixiao Palace, surrounded by clouds and mist, but there was no smoke.

Shangqian Qingche was familiar with the approach, jumped, and turned over with both hands against the wall, the whole person turned from the outside of Zixiao Palace to the courtyard, lightly kicked the wall with his left foot, half of the brick slid out, stepped on the relay with his right foot, and the whole body The person entered and landed smoothly.

There is already a young man waiting here, and the appearance of the former Zixiao Palace boy can be vaguely seen in his eyebrows.

Shang Qian didn't despise the young man because of the boy's Taoist robe he was wearing, but bowed respectfully and bowed: "I've seen my uncle, I'm here to find my ancestor again ~ I have to ask my uncle to lead the way."

Unhappy, the young man turned half of his body and only received half a gift from the merchant, and said dryly: "Master... nephew is too polite, Haotian is just a boy who serves the master, how can he be the uncle of the master's direct descendants. "

"Sigh, Master Haotian and Master Yaochi are disciples who were enlightened and taught by the master. Although they don't have the name of disciples, they are disciples. Naturally, they deserve to be called master uncles." Qian Xiao squinted his eyes, explaining respectfully but kindly.

"Besides, Master also acquiesced."

Speaking of Hongjun, Haotian really stopped talking, smiled shyly, took the initiative to lead the way, and took the merchant money through a palace and came to the backyard.

The backyard is a lotus pond. In the lotus pond, lotus flowers of various colors are blooming luxuriantly. The breeze blew through and brought out a ray of refreshing lotus fragrance. Hongjun is sitting in the stone pavilion in the lotus pond and playing chess with his eyes down, holding a sunspot in one hand and Bai Zi.

Holding his breath, Shang Qian tiptoed over to Hongjun and sat down quietly, for fear of disturbing Hongjun's thoughts.

"Okay." A moment later, Hongjun fell down, with a relaxed smile on his face.

Shang Qian immediately praised: "Master's chess skills are really amazing, every step is perfect, for example, the last move is exquisite..."

The black and white pieces on the chessboard are connected to each other, and the five white characters are connected obliquely to form a straight line. No matter how you look at it, it looks like backgammon.Shang Qian took a closer look, racking his brains to try to see some evidence that this is a dangerous chess game related to the general trend of the prehistoric. intention.

Hongjun teased slightly and said with a smile: "You can actually see every move from backgammon?"

It's a bit embarrassing to kiss the wrong ass.

Shang Qian coughed, looked away, and looked at Hongjun pitifully: "Master, can I stay in Zixiao Palace for two days?"

Hongjun smiled stiffly: "Yuanshi is cleaning up his disciples, you are afraid that he will take his anger on you, so you think of coming to me to hide."

She was seen through, but Shangqian was not embarrassed, she coquettishly pulled Hongjun's sleeves, and cheekily did what her granddaughter should do: "Master~ You know me, I have always done things well, this time it is really good!" It’s because the brothers and sisters in Chanjiao are too kind to refuse, and I really can’t resist them if they insist on stuffing spiritual treasures and medicines into my hands.”

Hongjun said with a blank face: "It's nothing, Yuanshi was just angry because his disciple lost his face, and it can't be implicated in you. But I do have something here. Since you came today, I will tell you first." .”

Hongjun spoke extremely fast, and it was rare for Shang Qian to hear such a long sentence from Hongjun's mouth. He immediately straightened his body and listened seriously.

"After the two emperors, re-establish the Heavenly Court." Hongjun spit out eight words dryly.

Shang Qian keenly drew important information from just eight words, and his brows were furrowed instantly: "The three emperors and five emperors have now returned to their thrones, and only two of the five emperors have not yet been born. It's been a year. Do you want to re-establish the Heavenly Court after the three emperors and five emperors of the human race return to their thrones?"

Hongjun was silent for a moment, and then slowly spit out two words: "It's not me."

Not me?Not my intention, not what I want to do?

Shang Qian rubbed his forehead in distress, okay, this is Tiandao's script again, it would have been nice to have a happy family with Meimei, but Tiandao, an investor, doesn't like he but only loves be, so he insists on doing something.

"I see." Shang Qian could only write down another note in his little notebook of grudges.

Then, Shang Qian left Zixiao Palace, she needed to go back to Qilin Cliff for a few years of retreat, before leaving, Shang Qian made another trip to the Piandian, and found Haotian and Yaochi.

After seeing the two of them, Shang Qian smiled and said, "You two uncles, it's really thanks to you for being with our master all these years. Those of us who disdain disciples... Alas, the two uncles really have tigers in their hearts, sniff carefully rose."

Haotian and Yaochi were meditating boredly, and were at a loss for being so flattered by Shang Qian.

The more Shang Qian talked, the more excited he became, and finally the corners of his eyes turned red: "I have been very grateful to the two uncles all these years. The two uncles and I are a family, and these things are regarded as the filial piety of the younger generation."

Two spirit treasures exuding cyan dao charm were forcefully stuffed into the hands of Haotian and Yaochi. After a while, all kinds of treasures and spiritual materials have piled up at the feet of the two to form a hill.

The two were in a hurry and hurriedly shied away. Haotian blushed and pushed out the small mirror in his hand, which was of extraordinary quality at first glance: "You will not be rewarded for nothing, how can we want your things..."

"Hey, the two uncles have taken care of the ancestor for countless years. Isn't this considered meritorious service? Besides, the uncles and I all learned from the ancestor. We are a family at first. It's normal, uncle, don't want to refuse!"

Shang Qian spoke softly, a few words made Haotian Yaochi dizzy, and accepted the treasure in a daze.

At this time, Haotian Yaochi has already regarded Shang Qian as a confidant, and the two have been living in Zixiao Palace. They have never had their own Lingbao, and it is a lie to say that they are not greedy.

Haotian cherished the Lingbao mirror in his hand, and said in a soft and lingering tone, "Since you are my spirit treasure, you will be called Haotian Mirror in the future."

As soon as the words fell, bursts of spiritual light appeared on the surface of the newly released Haotian Mirror, as if responding to Haotian, which made Haotian even more surprised and hugged him tighter.

Yaochi is holding the flowerpot in his hand carefully, the flowerpot is just an ordinary storage object, what is cherished is the thing in it, the soil is the soil, the water is the root, it is a small flat peach tree.

Shang Qian introduced: "This is the mother tree of the Renshui Pantao, one of the ten great spiritual roots. In the prehistoric world, there is no third Pantao tree except for the few other subtrees I transplanted."

Yaochi was ecstatic: "This is too precious."

"That's wrong!" Shang Qian frowned and said displeasedly, "The friendship between me and my two uncles is a priceless treasure. What can be called precious in front of our friendship?"

Haotian and Yaochi's bodies shook, hearing Shang Qian's heart-to-heart words, their eyes turned red, and they secretly made up their minds: Master Shang Qian treated me with sincerity, and I must repay him with sincerity.

Shang Qian looked at Haotian Yaochi's red eye circles, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

Holding the script is happiness, the heaven is about to be established, the future emperor and queen mother is still a pitiful little one who no one cares about, is she still human if she doesn't hug her thigh at this time?

Thigh, here you go!

After 33 days, the merchant went straight to Qilin Cliff, and she took out a watermelon—thanks to Shennong for improving the variety, allowing her to eat a watermelon with a sweet mouth and sandy flesh in the prehistoric period, split it into two, took out a spoon and dug hard He took a big mouthful and stuffed it into his mouth.

If it is said that the root cause of this conferment of the god is because of the calamity, this is the general trend of the world, and it cannot be interfered by human power, so let's put it aside for the time being.

As for the direct reason, one is that the disciples of the sages acted mischievously everywhere relying on their identities, and even secretly looked down on the Emperor Haotian and the Queen Mother Yaochi. , Writing dirty poems to Empress Nuwa.

Of course, the second article has yet to be determined, and regardless of the ethical relationship, we only look at the external conditions.After all, Nuwa belongs to prehistoric creatures, her upper body is human and her lower body is snake, and she follows the current carving level of the human race... Well, the artistic level is Sanxingdui aesthetic, mysterious and weird.Shang Qian also saw his own statue in a human temple. It was really a nose, not a nose, and an eye, an ugly abstraction.

"What if King Zhou has a strange aesthetic..." Shang Qian murmured, writing this down.

In fact, if you know the winner or loser, it is the best choice to help Xiqi first. According to the historical trend, the new dynasty will replace the old dynasty.

But the difficulty lies in this.Xiqi complied with the will of heaven, and later the king of the Zhou Dynasty was renamed Tianzi, the son of heaven; in the Shang Dynasty, there was a warrior who shot blood into the sky, disrespecting heaven... But explaining the way of teaching Yuanshi Tianzun is to explain the will of heaven, and her master Tongtian Jiaozhu To cut off the natural life.

Shang Qian shook his head, expelled the messy thoughts from his mind, a flame floated out of his palm and burned the leftover half of the melon shell to ashes, stepped on the cloud and headed towards the Xuanyuan Tomb, and at the same time called Kong Xuan and said:

"You go to your godfather, tell him that I have something to look for him, and let him live in Qilinya for a while."

Kong Xuan took the order and turned into a colorful peacock and flew towards Buzhou Mountain.

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan returned to his throne 500 years ago. He left a tomb of his body in the world. It was located on the side of the battlefield of the old battle for the deer. Time has passed. The human race that followed him has passed away. One of the legends.

However, Shangqian has special grave-finding skills——

"Xuanyuan, where is your grave?... Three hundred miles to the east, okay, I found it." Shang Qian hung up the jade amulet of communication, and after asking himself, he found the location of Xuanyuan's grave.

Then Shang Qian took out a black flag and waved it lightly twice. After a while, dozens of little monsters came here following the call and knelt down on the ground.

"Are there any foxes, pheasants, and jade lutes among you who have become good?" Shang Qian asked aloud.

King Zhou of Shang still had to be born for thousands of years, so he couldn’t control it now, so it’s better to find out the most famous beauty first, and bring him back to Qilinya to teach, educate, impress, and transform him!

The little demons shook their heads in unison, and turned into prototypes one after another to show their sincerity.

Shang Qian glanced around, but he really didn't find the fox, the pheasant and the pipa. Could it be that Daji hasn't matured yet?

"In that case." Shang Qian rubbed his chin, "Help me bring me all the foxes, pheasants and jade stones within a thousand miles of Xuanyuan Tomb."

Shang Qian flicked his fingers, and dozens of pills floated in front of the demons. The little demons were ecstatic, grabbed the pills and started hunting foxes and pheasants to dig jade all over the mountains and plains.

Simply, no matter whether they are immature or unborn, they can be solved directly from the root cause. She wants to take all the foxes, pheasants and jade back to the ideological and moral class!