[Honghuang] After dressing as the goddess of laurel, I came to Honghuang again

According to the regulations of later generations, one can only offer sacrifices to heaven after fasting and bathing, but now one can only guarantee bathing.

The day before the sacrifice, everyone fasted, and then the old divination master led the selected people to the altar.

Because of the round sky and the earth, the altar is a two-story round platform.The first layer worships the sky, and the second layer worships the earth.

The right to sacrifice to the heavens in later generations is in the hands of the monarch, but now it is still in the hands of the divination master.There are many differences with later generations.

Shang Zhi stood under the altar, watching the people from the tribe walk up to the altar in batches.

The people who came to the altar today specially put on sackcloth. Compared with animal skins, sackcloth looks more uniform.Shang Zhi even saw that the leader's clothes were not only gray, but also dyed red and green.

Obviously, it was only three days.The wise men of the tribe have already learned how to dye cloth.

Never underestimate a person's ability to learn.

In order to be uniform, Shang Zhi also wore sackcloth today.

There was a sudden silence around him, Shang Zhi sensed someone standing beside him, so he looked back and found that it was today's master, Yuan Qing.

He is wearing a robe with wide sleeves, and when the mountain wind blows, the robe rattles, and he looks like a fairy.

Yuan Qing frowned, looked at the sackcloth on his body and asked, "Why don't you wear the one I gave you?"

"Take it for cleaning." Shang Zhi said, "Besides, everyone wears uniform sackcloth to worship heaven today, so I can't be the only one special."

After saying this, he shut up, because he found that the person in front of him was the special one.

The clothing on the old fortune-telling master is also a toga with long sleeves, but standing with this person in front of him, his temperament is heaven and earth.

Yuan Qing rubbed his hair and said, "It's time, watch me carefully."

After all, he has already walked towards the altar.

Shang Zhi reached out and touched his forehead, which seemed to still have the warmth of the other party's fingertips.Since he came to this world, he has rarely had too close contact with people. Yuan Qing's behavior is a bit out of bounds, but after careful consideration, it's not annoying, it just feels weird.

The ceremony was about to begin, and everyone looked solemn.The old divination master in front began to offer sacrifices to the heavens, and first held the ceremony of burnt wood. There were fireworks rising from the burnt wood stove, which could convey everyone's wishes to heaven.

In front of the stove are sacrifices, which are pigs and sheep that were hunted and killed by everyone before.

Accompanied by the divination master's soft words, Shang Zhi noticed that there were changes around the altar. It seemed that an invisible wind was blowing, and it seemed that someone had passed through the nine heavens, watching everything on the altar from top to bottom.

Shang Zhi had a feeling, and looked up, as if he had met the gaze of the immortal sitting on the god's seat above the nine heavens.

Nine Heavens.

Because of today's sacrifice to heaven, all the immortals gathered in Lingxiao Hall.

I usually observed Shang Zhi in private for so long, but now I can see it in a fair and honest way. The immortals don't look sideways, but they have been looking at the scene of offering sacrifices to the heavens in the lower realm.Looking at Shang Zhi, who was surrounded by the crowd, who seemed a little smaller, the immortal officials looked at Haotian suggestively from time to time.

Bai Ze coughed and reminded: "Emperor Heaven, if we don't get closer, we can observe their performance."

Haotian couldn't see their innocence, but he still nodded and zoomed in on the picture.It's just that in this picture, the scene of the altar takes up half of it, allowing the immortals to hear what the worshiper said, and the remaining half is given to Shang Zhi in the crowd.

The immortals coughed and began to listen carefully to what the Suiren Tribe was asking for this year.

Good weather, give!

Good food harvest, yes!

When the life of the tribe gets better, the life of the emperor can get better.

Of course, it is impossible for the immortals to really help the Suiren tribe get something for nothing, they just take care of the climate.Otherwise, the Emperor of Heaven would not be happy when he came back to know that they treated the tribes unfairly for their own selfishness.

At this time, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky of the Suiren tribe has gradually come to an end.After that, the position of divination master will be officially transferred to Yuan Qing.At this time, the new divination master needs to light the burnt wood stove, and make sure that the incense burns upwards in a straight line.More than a dozen people selected by the tribe will perform a sacrificial dance to praise the deities.

Seeing this, Haotian suddenly became nervous.When Yuan Qing put the burnt firewood into the furnace, he immediately controlled the smoke to rise up.

In the lower realm, the leader of the Suiren Tribe and the old fortune-teller said in surprise at the same time: "The smoke is soaring into the sky, this is a good omen!"

They are more satisfied with Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing was not surprised when he saw this scene, as if he had not been favored by the gods, but had encountered something natural.

He looked arrogant, but all the immortals in the heavenly court had no objection.

Before that, they were more or less suspicious of Yuan Qing.Fuxi and the others knew that it was Fuxi, the Great God, who had gone through calamities in the lower realm, but what about Yuan Qing?Why are you so close to the God of Heaven?

Some people suspected that Yuan Qing was plotting something wrong, so they quickly calculated his identity, but they couldn't figure it out for a long time.

How can the immortals fail to see that this is a problem.In the end, it was the heavenly court with a high level of cultivation and senior senior officials who explained their doubts, saying that this one is just like that Yuqing sage.

Just like the saints, how can the immortals not understand.As a saint, it is completely impossible for someone to look like a saint.That can only show that this Yuan Qing is the sage of Yu Qing.As for the so-called Yuan Qing, it is not the combination of Yuan Shi and Yu Qing.

The sage Yuqing didn't know what he was thinking, but he also went down to earth with him.It's nothing more than the Heavenly Emperor and the Great God Fuxi going down to earth, it's for experience.The saints have cultivated this way, and they also join in the fun.

The most important thing is that the sage Yuqing also made a move on the Emperor of Heaven.

The agreed sage and the Emperor of Heaven do not agree with each other, so the relationship between the two is weak?The fairy officials felt that they had been deceived.

However, even if they have thousands of complaints in their hearts, they dare not say it at all.After all, he is a saint. If he is remembered in the future, they cannot afford the trouble.

Just like now, even though Yuan Qing was so arrogant on the altar as if there was no one in the world to respect, the immortals still dared not say anything.

They even had the same worries as Haotian.

The saint Yuqing didn't take much notice of him before, but now he is down to earth, but the heavenly court is honored by the saint. Yuanshi's memory has been restored, so he won't seek revenge, right?

Worried, the immortals quickly glanced at Shang Zhi, but they didn't want to meet the scene where Shang Zhi raised his eyes.

A fairy official asked in surprise: "The Emperor of Heaven... is he looking at me?" He wasn't worried that there would be something wrong with calling out the title of Emperor of Heaven in front of Haotian.

After all, in order to distinguish between Shangzhi and Haotian, the immortal officials discussed with Haotian before, and in the future they will call Shangzhi the Emperor of Heaven, and when they come to Haotian, they will be called the Jade Emperor.

His words are also the thoughts of the immortal officials, but there is a little dispute among them.

A fairy official retorted: "The Emperor of Heaven is obviously looking at me?"

"You're really daydreaming, that's obviously looking at me."

Seeing that the immortals in the Heavenly Court could still quarrel at such an important time, and it was still in front of Haotian, Bai Ze coughed and reminded helplessly: "It's time for the sacrificial dance, everyone, should you watch it carefully?"

Someone blocked it, and the immortal officials stopped this childish topic and looked at it carefully.

Looking at it, the expressions of the immortals in Lingxiao Temple became strange.

Without him, it's all because of the problem with the sacrificial dance.When Shang Zhi was the Emperor of Heaven, there was also a sacrificial dance in the lower realm. After Haotian succeeded, the news reached the lower realm.In order to express respect for the two heavenly emperors and also to distinguish them, the Lower Realm made slight changes to the original sacrificial dance.

During the period of the Jade Emperor, the dances performed were different.

The immortals can see this, so Haotian naturally can't fail to see it.

Unlike the immortals who were worried that they would be angry because of this, Haotian was relieved instead.What I was worried about before was also resolved.

Yuanshi's sacrifice was not for him, obviously it was Shangzhi, the emperor of heaven who was sacrificed, even if Yuanshi regained his memory in the future, whether he would be angry or not had nothing to do with Haotian.

As for offering sacrifices to Shang Zhi, Yuan Shi would feel ashamed.

Haotian thought of Yuanshi's closeness to Shang Zhi in the past few days, which was not a problem at all.

All the immortals watched the sacrifice carefully from below, but Haotian and Yaochi had a small gap: "It is said that among the six saints, Nuwa, the Shangqing saint and the Emperor of Heaven are the best, the Taiqing saint is next, and the Yuqing saint is the second. It seems that the rumors are not credible."

"You just know?" Yaochi didn't expect his news to be so insensitive. "When the Zixiao Palace was preaching, the Yuqing sage deliberately communicated with the Emperor of Heaven a few times. At that time, it was very different." Before that, Who has ever seen Yuanshi caring about people outside the Sanqing?

"Is it different so early?" Haotian was surprised.Don't say he didn't think too much, I'm afraid that many monks in Honghuang didn't think too much.Yao Chi is too sensitive.

Yaochi pressed the golden hairpin in her hair, a little proudly: "It's not that I'm sharp, it's just that you are too dull."

And this sacrifice in the lower realm has come to an end.

Yuan Shi stood on the altar with his arms outstretched, and the old divination master put on a sacrificial robe embroidered with the sun, moon and stars.That appearance, those who knew it was that he was offering sacrifices to the heavens, but those who didn't know it thought it was his enthronement ceremony.

Shang Zhi was amused by his own thoughts, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.But he didn't expect the young man on the altar to fall on him.

Accompanied by the sacrificial dance and the boundless joy, passing through the crowd, Yuan Qing cast his gaze on him.

That gaze was deep and serious, containing thousands of words, as if the target of the young man's sacrifice was not the gods above the nine heavens, but him.

In Shang Zhi's heart, something seemed to be touched.

After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the leader's health became worse and worse. Even ordinary people in the tribe noticed this scene, and the atmosphere in the central area gradually became serious.But because the next leader has already been determined, there is not much tension in the atmosphere.Many people even wondered if Fuxi could really do what was predicted and bring prosperity to the tribe.

Because of the leader's change of office, the time for Fuxi to come here gradually decreased. Even so, before he left, he still remembered to tell Shang Zhi that he did not run away with Shang Zhi's whimsical ideas.Instead, there are important things to be busy with.

Seeing his secretive appearance as if preparing a big surprise for himself, Shang Zhi could only pretend that he didn't know anything.

The most important thing is that Shang Zhi didn't have time to care about the succession of the leader. He made a serious decision, that is, to be a pig.Otherwise, too much energy will make these pigs have no time to fatten up.Although Shangzhi only has two pigs, he has paid special attention to it before and found that the two piglets are both boars, and one of the stronger piglets will be kept as a breeding pig, while the other one can only be let go to fatten up obediently up.

For this reason, Shang Zhi specially asked the uncle with the fastest sword in the tribe to help him.

Hearing such insane things for the first time, even though the target was a pig, the uncle was still a little shocked: "Are you really going to do this?"

Shang Zhi nodded: "When the pig is ready, I will give you some pork after it is killed."

As soon as the words came out, the uncle immediately dispelled the empathy.After all, no matter how much empathy you feel, it doesn't matter until you fill your stomach.

So when Yuan Qing came to look for Shang Zhi, he heard miserable screams coming from his yard.Thinking that something happened to Shang Zhi, Yuan Qing's expression changed, and he used mana to quickly go to Shang Zhi's house, only to see Shang Zhi leisurely basking in the sun in the courtyard.

But the shrill cry came from the pig in the small stone house.

"Are you okay?" Yuan Qing walked up to Shang Zhi and asked nervously.

He grabbed Shang Zhi's wrist and pulled him to sit up from the stool.After Yuan Qing carefully looked at him and found that he was indeed safe and sound, he looked at the small stone house and said, "What happened?"

"Oh, this one." Shang Zhi glanced at the small stone house and said, "I'm the one who's making the pig."

"A pig?" Yuan Qing frowned.

Shang Zhi explained the meaning to him a little bit, and then looked forward to seeing Yuan Qing's reaction.After all, before, the uncle could look like his three views had been shattered.

But I didn't want Yuanshi to have no reaction to this, just said: "Just don't let yourself get hurt."

Shang Zhi froze for a moment.Looking at Yuan Qing's indifferent face, he suddenly felt that his thoughts were off.

With Yuan Qing's personality, he is destined not to empathize with most people, let alone a little boar.

Thirty-three days later, Tong Tian said: "Look, Shang Zhi, he is such a person, don't be deceived by this person's appearance."

Seeing him entering the play, Lao Tzu said helplessly, "They are not in front of you, no matter how much you say, they won't hear you."

Tongtian also knew this reason, and felt a little pity.What a great moment to reveal Yuan Shi's true colors, but unfortunately he is not with Shang Zhi.

Otherwise, you can't watch Yuan Shi and Shang Zhi get closer and secretly show courteousness.

Like now.

"What is this?" Shang Zhi looked at the jupis-like fruit in front of him, held it in his hand and turned it around curiously, and then put it to the tip of his nose to smell it.

The aroma is tangy, and you can imagine its sweet taste without eating it.Shang Zhi vaguely saw two characters on the fruit, and when he wanted to observe carefully, he heard Yuan Qing urging: "Eat it as soon as possible, otherwise the taste will change."

Shang Zhi joked, "You won't find poisonous fruit for me, will you?"

Yuan Qing asked back: "Are you afraid?"

Shang Zhi raised his eyebrows and stuffed the fruit into his mouth. Just as he was about to say that he was not afraid, he felt an extremely pure spiritual energy enter his body, and then started to rampage.Shang Zhi's expression changed, but one hand had already grabbed his waist, and then slid up to Shang Zhi's back.The introduction of unfamiliar aura helped Shang Zhi adjust the rampant aura.

Yuan Qing reminded: "Follow me to run spiritual power."

When Shang Zhi heard this, he immediately controlled his spiritual power and learned his method to operate.Not to mention, Yuan Qing's method took effect very quickly. Soon, Shang Zhi felt pure power flowing through his body, but he could completely control it.

Yuan Qing frowned.He discovered just now that Shang Zhi's body was not what he had shown it to be. He hadn't learned it, but rather his strength had been suppressed, or he was deliberately hiding his clumsiness.But he really doesn't know how to operate abilities systematically.It seems to have learned a wild way.

When in doubt, he asked, "Where did you learn the cultivation method? It's so... rough and simple."

Thirty-three days later, Lao Tzu let out a "hum", dropped the cards in his hand, and stopped playing.

What else to fight, I am full of gas.

In this life, Shang Zhi learned the Enlightenment Kung Fu through his human teaching. Yuan Shi criticized the rough and crude method Shang Zhi learned. Isn't this also talking about him?

Tong Tian watched the excitement: "Look at it, look at it, not only does he look down on me, even if you dare to say it behind your back, I will say that he has a problem with his thinking!"

Tongtian learned the word thought from Shang Zhi.

Nuwa looked at the cards she was about to win, and was silent for a while, before asking, "Fellow Daoist Taiqing, are you trying to renege on your debt?"

I have a guilty conscience: "What are you doing, am I that kind of person? It's you fellow Taoist, wouldn't you be angry when you meet such a rebellious younger brother?"

"Why are you angry?" Nuwa raised her eyebrows, "I only have an elder brother who obeys everything I say."

It was fine if she didn't say anything, but when she did, the other two became even angrier.

Lao Tzu chuckled, "I have a younger brother who says behind his back that my teaching methods are rough and crude."

Tong Tian smiled the same way: "I also have an elder brother who says my sect is a sect."

It’s okay not to say it, but it’s even more sad to say it.

The corner of Nuwa's mouth was smiling, but after watching the excitement, she still remembered to smooth things over: "If you don't mention this, aren't you curious about something?"

"What's the matter?" Both of them were a little puzzled.

"If my guess is correct, the fruit is the fruit of the Huangzhong Li in Yuanshi's hand, right?" Nuwa said, "The Huangzhong Li is in Kunlun Mountains, shrouded in chaos, and Yuan Qing has no memory now. Got it?"

As soon as this remark came out, the vigilance of the two was immediately aroused.Could it be that Yuan Shi regained his memory?But it doesn't look like his behavior.

Lao Tzu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid he wants to help Shang Zhi find an innate spiritual root to bear fruit. He planted the chaotic energy on Kunlun Mountain. If he wants to go in, he will naturally not be blocked."

And Shang Zhi also had the same question.

"Where did you get this thing?" Shang Zhi frowned.The fruit Yuan Qing gave looked ordinary, but the effect was really not simple, but now that it had entered his stomach, he couldn't afford to pay it back.

Yuan Qing didn't answer, but a white lotus-shaped flower appeared in his hand, and he sent it to Shang Zhi: "This flower is for you. It's not very useful, but it can bloom constantly and keep your mind refreshed."

Shang Zhi didn't pick it up immediately, but looked at the flower. After a while, he also found two words on the petals of the flower.

The petals are larger than the fruit, so the words are clearer.Shang Zhi stroked the two characters on the tender petals, thoughtfully: "Huang Zhong?"

I don't know how this word was created. Shang Zhi obviously didn't know the words on it, but he understood the meaning.

But Huang Zhong Huang Zhong, I have never heard of this kind of fairy fruit before.

After a while, Shang Zhi suddenly remembered something, and said in surprise, "Huang Zhongli!"

Yuan Qing let him guess there before, but now that he guessed it, he couldn't help but stroke his hair, as if to praise him.

Shang Zhi pulled his hand away, and asked, "Why did you let me eat this?"

"The innate spiritual root in the world, the bitter bamboo bodhi fell in the west, the flat peach was in the hands of the Queen Mother of the West Yaochi, the ginseng fruit belonged to Zhenyuanzi, the laurel was the body of the Xiantian emperor, and was in the moon palace. The whereabouts of the rest are unknown. Only this yellow plum is still planted in Kunlun, the lower realm. Mountains are the easiest to take."

If he hadn't heard of the name of Xiantian Linggen and Kunlun Mountain, Shang Zhi might have really thought it was easy to come by looking at his calm appearance.

This gift from Yuan Qing is too precious.

"Huang Zhongli turned out to be nine, and you only ate one." Yuan Qing said, "So there is no need to stress."

Shang Zhi did not relax.He always felt that he had to find something that was almost useful, and it would be best if he could repay Huang Zhongli's favor.

Seeing this, Yuan Qing didn't say much, anyway, it turned out that Shang Zhi would be fine if he ate the yellow plum.

While thinking about it, the sound of something falling disturbed the two of them.

Shang Zhi looked back, the uncle stared at them dumbfounded, and the bone knife in his hand fell to his feet, but the uncle didn't seem to notice, his surprised eyes still wandered around the two of them.

But at this time, Shang Zhi realized that he was still maintaining the ambiguous gesture of being half-embraced by Yuan Qing.With heat on his face, Shang Zhi withdrew from Yuan Qing's arms, and asked embarrassedly, "Uncle, are you ready?"

The uncle nodded in a daze, picked up the small bag containing those things behind the pig, and asked, "Do you want this?"

Shang Zhi shook his head quickly.It's useless for him to want this.

"Okay, then I'll take it out and throw it away." After the uncle finished speaking, he went out in a daze, not forgetting to close the door for them so that no one could see what was going on inside.

This appearance, obviously misunderstood something.

Shang Zhi couldn't laugh or cry.Uncle's three views were shattered twice today, thinking about it, I really feel sorry for him.

Yuan Qing was pulled away by him, but he didn't say anything. Seeing the smile on the corner of Shang Zhi's mouth, he couldn't help but soften his expression, and asked, "Didn't you say you were looking for corn and potatoes? You have already found them. Do you want them?" Want to see it?"

Shang Zhi was very surprised: "You found it?"

Yuan Qing nodded, looked into his bright eyes, resisted the urge to pinch his cheek.The number of times today is enough, if you continue to pinch, someone will have to annoy him, and then hide.

In fact, it is true.Although the uncle's expression didn't impress Shang Zhi, he also felt that he was too close to Yuan Qing.But when he heard that he had found the corn again, Shang Zhi ignored other things and wanted to see these treasures.

Compared with Huang Zhongli, Shang Zhi still cares more about these things that can bring well-being to the tribe.

"Then can I have a look?" Shang Zhi clasped his hands together in front of his chest, looking up at him, "Please."

His appearance is both well-behaved and rare, after all, Yuan Qing did not resist his instinctive reaction, pinched Shang Zhi's cheek, and pulled it, finally couldn't bear it when Shang Zhi wrinkled his cheek and it was too difficult to refute. Keep smiling.

"Of course." He said, "But I forgot to bring something today and left it with me. You have to go there with me."

Shang Zhi always felt that he did it on purpose, but there was no proof, but the things were in Yuan Qing's hands, so he could only nod his head and follow obediently.