[Comprehensive Mythology] The daily life of raising children

Shaohe returned to the East Hall after visiting Fuxi as usual, looked at Luo Hu who was flipping through miscellaneous books, "Aren't you going to find your well?"

Luo Hu rarely wore a deep red gown, at first glance he looked like the bridegroom official in the world.

"No, I think you're pretty good~"

She rolled her eyes and ignored him, and found out from the bracelet the sycamore wood that Yuanfeng had given her and the ten-thousand-year ice silk that had been preserved when she was still in the fairyland.

"Don't bother me, I have to do business."

She is about to start making apprentices, although she doesn't know why the apprentice she hits is a piano.

Luo Hu watched helplessly as she carried a piece of wood and a ball of ice silk into the refining room, but never came out.

He read all the books outside, ate all the spiritual fruits, and went to the devil world for a while.

500 years, she won't die inside, right?

rumbling---

A ray of red light rushed out of Mount Buzhou, Luo Hu raised his eyebrows and chased after him.

The clouds in the sky were rolling more and more, and purple light flashed from time to time. The power of the thunder calamity spread over the prehistoric land, and the heavenly dao was furious.

Hongjun and Luohu, who were standing on the top of Buzhou Mountain, looked at each other, and looked solemnly at Shaohe who was holding the piano above.

Shaohe's voice spread throughout Honghuang, "Heavenly way! This is my apprentice!"

The robbery cloud above the head flickered, and at the same time the voice of heaven fell into the ears of all living beings, with a ruthless voice, "Shaohe, if the fifty strings of this zither are played in unison, the world will return to chaos, and he should not have been born."

Prehistoric sentient beings: It's Miss Shaohe again... How did you come out with such a vicious Qin, and even said that you were your apprentice!

Shaohe remained silent for a while, touched the strings of the qin and felt the sense of intimacy and soft consciousness in the qin since its formation, and promised to Tiandao: "Don't worry, nothing will happen if I live in the wild for a day."

The robbery cloud in the sky became thicker and thicker. Shaohe tightly protected the apprentice in his arms, fearing that a thunderbolt from the heavens would disappear, and finally dispersed. A golden light flashed on the body of the piano and returned to calm. The piano in his arms was not like before It is so dim but the brilliance flows, and it is a treasure at first glance.

Shaohe finally let go of his heart, landed on the ground, and looked at the two behind him.

Luo Hu looked at the Qin in her arms ready to move, returning to chaos~

She glanced at Luo Hu warningly, and saw the worry in Hongjun's eyes, "Don't worry, I don't have the idea of ​​letting the world return to chaos. Anyway, this is Xiao Pan's hard work."

Hongjun nodded, "Is this your disciple?"

Shaohe touched the qin, his eyes soft, "Didn't you calculate for me that I was destined to have a disciple? It was still a qin. I thought it was Fuxi's qin, but I haven't seen that qin live for so many years. I accidentally remembered the sycamore wood that Yuanfeng gave me before, so I made this piano, and sure enough, this is my disciple."

"I'll accept him as a disciple when he takes shape."

......

300 years passed in a flash, and it was time for Zixiao Palace to preach.

In the past, the chaos outside the 33 Heavens was quiet and flat, but today it is extraordinarily lively, gathering all kinds of top powers in the prehistoric land.

The raging and domineering Primal Chaos Qi can't drive away these powerful creatures. The past overlord Chaos Qi can only hide aside like a little daughter-in-law.

Sanqing walked in front side by side, and Fuxi and Nuwa held their little hands sweetly and sweetly spoke private words between lovers behind.

Tongtian couldn't help gathering the original, and said in a low voice, "Second brother, I feel that Fuxi and Nuwa have become more and more fond of laughing after being together." It's not as calm as before. It's open.

Yuanyuan held Tongtian to prevent him from being squeezed away, glanced back and was stunned by Fuxi's springy smile, and fell silent for a while, "You're right, he really loves to smile more and more. .”

Brother Kong Tongtian looked down at his connected hands with brother Kong Yuanyuan, and couldn't help but smile quietly, the second brother is rarely so gentle hehehe.

"Taiyi friend~ Long time no see?"

too one?The five heard the familiar name and followed the prestige.

A boy in red looked at the boy in gold with a happy expression on his face. Behind the boy in red, the man in a navy blue gown was extremely helpless, and he held on to the boy in red's sleeve to prevent him from running over.

The boy in gold is Tai Yi. Behind him are a man and a woman in gold clothes, and a woman in white clothes with a cold expression. It seems that they are Di Junxi and Chang Xi.

Tai Yi was also very happy to see the young man in red who hadn't seen him for a long time, and returned the gift in a gentle manner, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, are you safe here?"

A big smile appeared on Hongyun's green and immature face, "Did you also go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon? Why don't we go together?"

Tai took a look at the love-obsessed brother and sister-in-law behind him, as well as Chang Xi who was looking at him quietly, and nodded helplessly, "Very good."

The long-clothed man saw five people walking towards them not far away. He couldn't see their cultivation level clearly, so he quickly tugged Hong Yun's sleeve to make him pay attention.

Hong Yun looked at him suspiciously, "Zhen Yuanzi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhen Yuanzi watched helplessly as the five people walked towards Tai Yi and the other three, ignoring the two of them, and glanced at Hong Yun, "It's okay." He thought it was another enemy of Hong Yun who came to seek revenge.

Tongtian has grown into a handsome and handsome man in these years. Looking at the slightly immature Taiyi in front of him, but already showing a gentle temperament, he saw the lovely golden dumpling under the hibiscus tree again in a trance, and sighed, "Little Taiyi, you have grown up."

Chang Xi looked at Lao Tzu who was also dressed in white, and approached him subconsciously. Maybe it was the goodwill bonus brought by the white clothes that made her show a faint smile to Lao Tzu, just like the first snow melting, fleeting.

I turned sideways to face her, the corners of my mouth slightly raised.

Two men and women in white clothes who were also cold and dusty looked at each other. The shock brought about by this was not as simple as 1+1.

Inside Zixiao Palace---

In the middle of the gorgeous and grand hall, six lonely futons are arranged neatly.

Shaohe looked at Hongjun's expectant eyes and couldn't just say good-looking without conscience, "You are so poor that you only have six futons left?"

Hongjun:? ? ?He only has six disciples, why are there so many futons?

"I only accept six disciples."

He didn't expect Shaohe to stare at him strangely when he heard this, "Are you stupid? Aren't you telling everyone that whoever sits on those six futons is your disciple? Are you not afraid?" Are they fighting?"

After finishing speaking, she waved her big hand and futons were placed everywhere in the hall, "That's enough."

Hongjun nodded, and opened the gate of Zixiao Palace with a streak of purple spiritual energy.

The Zixiao Palace classroom has finally started.

Everyone entered the hall and sat down at random.

The youth in apricot clothes next to Shaohe tugged at her sleeve, and she turned her head to look at the people around her.

The young man in an apricot-colored gown has a gentle temperament, delicate and gentle eyebrows, and a piano on his back. He is completely a young gentleman of Zhilan Yushu.

"Master, I want to listen to Uncle Hongjun's sermon." That's right, this is the incarnation of the fifty-stringed zither, Prince Changqin.

Shaohe glanced at the main hall and saw Sanqing coming in, then nodded to the boy, "Alright, Changqin, go find Xiao Tongtian and tell me I let you go."

Prince Changqin nodded obediently, turned around and walked towards the main hall.

She watched the Prince Changqin Qingjuan's figure gradually go away, and couldn't help but lower her head and smile, the apprentice was really gentle.

100 years ago, when the fifty-stringed qin was transformed into a form, the three saints on Buzhou Mountain all set up a lot of barriers for his subordinates, and forcibly consumed the transformed form to death outside.

Qin Ling, who took the form of a fifty-stringed zither, is truly a modest gentleman, always gentle like the wind, and no one in the entire Buzhou Mountain dislikes him. Even Luo Hu has gentle eyes when he sees him. Of course, it cannot be ruled out. Because of the fifty strings.

But this also proves the charm of this gentle young man, killing them all.

Shaohe sat in the back hall, watching the exchange between Changqin and Xiaotongtian in Lan Yujing---

After listening to his master's words, Changqin went out of the apse holding Qin and went straight to Sanqing, "Senior Brother Tongtian." He stood in front of Tongtian and called softly.

Tong Tian had a bright smile on his face when he saw Changqin, "Little Changqin~" hugged Changqin who was half a head shorter than him.

Yuanyuan pressed the beating forehead from behind, pulled him back, and said to Changqin who was thousands of years younger than them but had a doting and helpless face, "Changqin, don't pay attention to him, he has always been like this, why did you come to him?" Did your aunt let you come?"

Changqin nodded, "I want to hear Senior Uncle Hongjun's sermon, so Master asked me to come and find Senior Brother Tongtian."

Yuanyuan thought a little speechlessly: Is aunt really not afraid that Xiao Changqin will be misled by Tongtian?

Shaohe said: She is still very confident in this point. After all, Changqin is gentle and elegant, she is just a little angel.

Tong Tian didn't think too much about it, but after hearing what Changqin said, he was very happy, "As expected, my aunt believed in me the most, and even handed over the little Changqin to him, so he must take good care of the little Changqin." 'He nodded affirmatively.

So he took the long piano and found a place with the best viewing angle and sat down first, then lowered his head and whispered to him, "You can listen to the lectures and be lazy here. If you sit in it and get sleepy, don't worry about sleeping. I won't report you~"

Changqin: "...Brother Tongtian, isn't this a little bad?"

Tong Tian patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, you will never be discovered~"

Shaohe, who saw clearly through the Lan Yu mirror:  …

Forget it, one is my precious apprentice and the other is my lovely nephew, so let's just pretend I didn't see it.

It's just... It seems that after going back, I still have to think about the relationship between Tongtian and Changqin.

Simply hot eyes.

After everyone was seated, Hongjun's figure appeared in front of the main hall. He sat down cross-legged and said, "This sermon will last for 3000 years. If anyone is unwilling, you can leave now."

No one in the crowd moved, Hongjun smiled with satisfaction, and officially began to preach.

Accompanied by countless profound meanings of the Dao from his mouth, blossoming golden lotuses also emerged from the ground, and even accompanied by the Miao Miao fairy voice, the scene looked extremely exaggerated.

Hongjun lowered his eyes slightly without changing his face, and continued to preach.

Shaohe put away the lotus mirror that created an illusion for him in his hand, and smiled happily, "Fancy Xiaohong hahaha~"