bdsm-fiction Chapter 170 The Supreme Daoist Child, the Three Emperors Bring Prosperity
Chapter 170 The Supreme Daoist Child, the Three Emperors Bring Prosperity
Chapter 170 The Supreme Daoist Child, The Three Sovereigns Bring Prosperity
"I'm here, brother." A familiar, dignified child's voice echoed in the void.
Lu Mingfei turned to look, and from the shadows of the tent, a small figure emerged from nothingness, its dark golden pupils strikingly prominent.
Then----
"Hiss—why are you dressed like that?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously, pointing at Lu Mingze.
At this moment, Lu Mingze was dressed in a gray-blue Taoist robe with wide sleeves, a dark silk sash tied around his waist, white cloth shoes with black uppers, and his hair was tied in a small bun. Anyone who didn't know him would think he was a Taoist acolyte who had run away from home.
Upon hearing this, Lu Mingze's expression immediately fell, as if he had suffered a great injustice. He pounced into Lu Mingfei's arms and began to wail loudly. The sound of his crying was so loud and clear, full of energy, that most people would think someone was slaughtering a pig in the tent.
Lu Mingfei was stunned by the sudden embrace. He felt the kid wiping his nose with his clothes, and his lips twitched. Then he grabbed Lu Mingze by the back of his collar and lifted him up. Seeing his little brother's snotty-nosed appearance, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother, you're still laughing!" Lu Mingze snorted, wiping his nose. "You have no idea how I've survived these past ten years!"
Lu Mingfei asked in surprise, "Hasn't it only been a year and a half?"
Lu Mingze glared at him angrily: "That's you! I've spent fifteen whole years here! Fifteen years without seeing my brother, I've missed him terribly!"
As he spoke, his limbs began to thrash again, trying to throw himself back into Lu Mingfei's arms.
Lu Mingfei quickly stretched out his arm and lifted Lu Mingze far away to prevent him from succeeding: "Tell me what's going on first, then you can cry."
Seeing that his sob story had failed, Lu Mingze curled his lip and dropped his wailing act. He wiped his face and became serious: "Alright, I've been arrested by the Dao Ancestor."
"Who!?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. Without any hesitation, he threw Lu Mingze onto the bed, then clasped his hands together and began to bow in all directions.
snort!
In the darkness, Lu Mingfei seemed to hear a soft hum from the void, which made his head buzz. Then, he felt something hit the back of his head, making him wince in pain. He quickly pressed his hand and rubbed it.
Lu Mingze lay on the bed with his legs crossed, looking at Lu Mingfei's disheveled appearance, and said gloatingly, "You worshipped that bald man, that old man is petty, you're doomed."
As soon as he finished speaking, he clutched his head and cried out in pain. The smile on his face vanished instantly, and he cursed, "You little rascal, just you wait! I'll rip your prayer mat off one of these days!"
Beyond the world, in a magnificent palace, an old man wearing a crown and a colorful robe shook his head helplessly.
"So, what did you learn from the Dao Ancestor?" With the pain in the back of his head slightly relieved, Lu Mingfei curiously moved closer to Lu Mingze.
"That's definitely something extraordinary."
Lu Mingze chuckled. He had originally planned to put on airs for a while and have some fun with his older brother, but when his gaze inadvertently fell on the bloodstained armor in the corner and the weathered look on Lu Mingfei's face, he gave up the idea.
Before Lu Mingfei could react, Lu Mingze opened his arms and pulled him into a hug, whispering, "Brother, do you still remember our cheat code?"
Lu Mingfei's lips curled into a tiny smile: "What do you think?"
Something for nothing, 100% integration.
The two brothers' voices overlapped, one deep and the other clear, yet they were perfectly in sync.
The moment the words fell, Lu Mingze's figure began to become illusory, starting from his limbs, then his torso, and finally his head, gradually turning into specks of light and merging into Lu Mingfei's body.
In a daze, Lu Mingfei once again entered a deep spiritual vision. This time, however, he no longer saw the half-grown World Tree being devoured by the black dragon. Instead, on a huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, two shimmering azure dragons, like Yin-Yang fish, slowly swam around the edge of the diagram.
One was entirely black, with dark gold patterns flowing across its scales; the other was entirely white, as white as the purest snow, with silver light flowing across its scales.
They swim slowly, head to tail, forming a perfect circle.
At that moment, he felt as if the whole world was celebrating for him.
He felt an abundance of the power of heaven and earth that he had never felt before.
In the spiritual vision, the two azure dragons slowly raised their heads, their eyes opening simultaneously, one golden and one silver, the two beams of light reflecting off each other and illuminating the entire Taiji diagram!
The moon sets and the sun rises; it's noon on the second day.
In the woodshed of Tangjiabao, Jingtian woke up from his coma, feeling pain all over his body. He sat up with a grimacing expression, his mind a complete blank.
He stared blankly at the woodpile for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered something and was so startled that he quickly looked down at his hands, turning them over and over, and then rolled up his sleeves to check his arms. Only after confirming that there were no wounds left by the poisoner did he finally breathe a long sigh of relief.
His memory was still stuck at the point when he was attacked by a group of poisoners; he didn't remember anything that happened after that.
So, he was rescued? Who rescued him? Boss Luo?
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Getting up from the ground, Jing Tian dusted off the dust and straw on his body. The door to the woodshed was unlocked and opened with a push. He stood in the yard and looked around. Within a few steps, he knew he was in Tangjiabao, because he had been here a few days ago.
Following my memory, I walked through the corridor, around the artificial hill, and through a bamboo grove, until I arrived at Xuejian's courtyard.
At this moment, Xuejian sat at the round table, holding a pen in her hand, with a large pile of files in front of her. The densely packed pages covered the entire table, as if she was checking something. Her expression was serious and focused, completely unlike her usual willful and capricious self.
Well, she's quite pretty when she's not talking.
For a moment, Jing Tian made the same assessment as Xue Jian, but he quickly banished the dangerous thought from his mind.
"Hey! Miss Tang, did you save me?" Jing Tian asked.
"It was Hero Changqing who saved us." Xuejian looked up and saw Jingtian coming. She quickly waved her hand and said, "Come here and help me check. This is a task assigned by Hero Changqing. We need to confirm the missing people in Yuzhou City as soon as possible."
"Master Changqing, Master Changqing, who exactly is this guy?" Jing Tian muttered to himself, but still obediently walked over, sat down opposite Xue Jian, picked up a scroll and spread it out, then, as if suddenly remembering something, looked up and asked, "By the way, where's Boss Luo?"
"In the front hall, I told my grandfather I had something to discuss."
"This Boss Luo has actually started doing business with Tangjiabao. He must be a big customer." Jing Tian thought to himself, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up. This time, he and Boss Luo had gone through life and death together. If he could persuade Boss Luo to invest in Yong'an Pawnshop, wouldn't he be able to make a fortune?
Boss Luo has money and ideas. With this powerful alliance, they'll make a fortune every day. At that time, not only will redeeming Yong'an Pawnshop be no problem, but opening ten or eight branches in Yuzhou City will also be no problem!
Just then, Tang Kun's hearty laughter came from outside the door. Xuejian looked up in surprise and saw Luo Su and her grandfather walking in, chatting and laughing.
When she saw her grandfather's rosy complexion, she immediately stood up and went to greet him, both surprised and delighted: "Grandpa, what's wrong!"
"Thanks to Boss Luo, he cured me." Tang Kun smiled and patted Xuejian's head, his eyes full of relief.
He was grateful that he had survived and that he could continue to take care of his granddaughter, who was still a child.
This poisoning incident made him see many people in the sect for who they really were. After today, it's time for Tangjiabao to reshuffle its deck.
However, the most urgent task is to eliminate the scourge of these poisonous people.
"Xuejian, do you have your jade pendant on you?"
"Yes, Grandpa." Xuejian nodded hurriedly, took the jade pendant from her waist, and handed it to Tang Kun.
Half an hour later, Russell walked out of Tangjiabao with the jade pendant in his hand.
Shortly after he left, Tang Family Fort was sealed off from the inside. The gates were tightly closed, and all entrances and exits were guarded by Tang Family Fort disciples. People were allowed to enter but not leave.
This condition persisted until noon the following day before returning to normal.
Meanwhile, Luo Rulie's Thunderbolt Hall was completely wiped out by Tang Kun, who personally led a team of his trusted men, leaving no one alive.
Also at noon that day, a pale yellow light shot up from Tangjiabao and transformed into a potato-shaped creature in the sky.
It hovered above Yuzhou City, showering the entire city with starlight-like rain of light. The light rain dispersed when it encountered the wind and melted into the soil, spreading throughout the entire city in a short time.
Danhua Inn, third floor room.
Russell stood by the window and caught one of the specks of light. Sensing the purifying power within, he understood that the story of the Poisonous People's Rebellion was now completely over. Next, he would wait for Chonglou to attack the Demon-Locking Tower to seize the Demon Sword, and then for Jingtian to go to Mount Shu to retrieve the box containing the Evil Sword Immortal and send it to the God Realm for purification.
But that's a story for later. No need to rush. Right now, let's study this Yin-Yang jade pendant we just got our hands on.
He quickly moved to the outskirts of the city and combined the two jade pendants into one.
In an instant, a beam of light as thick as a human arm shot into the sky from the jade pendant, piercing straight into the heavens and tearing a hole in the sky.
The clouds swirled and rolled around the pillar of light, forming a giant vortex. Sunlight poured down from the center of the vortex, illuminating the entire meadow as bright as day.
At that moment, Russell had a strange feeling that the world was waiting for his response.
The feeling was subtle, like he was standing in the center of a huge stage, with a completely silent audience below, all waiting for him to speak and make that wish.
Is this really that outrageous?
His current situation can be best described in four words: "reaching the ears of Heaven directly."
Russell was somewhat surprised as he infused his thoughts into the jade pendant. Unlike the previous half-piece of jade pendant which had no effect, this time, his consciousness easily entered a mystical space.
Here, as far as the eye could see, was a fertile and abundant land that stretched to the horizon, meeting the azure sky. There were no mountains or rivers, only a pure, boundless expanse of fertile soil and the vibrant green of life.
The sun, moon, and stars in the sky, yet a soft light pours down from all directions, without source or direction, illuminating every inch of the land clearly.
On this land, a man and a woman with human heads and snake bodies, along with an old man bent over working in the field, looked at him.
"If I said I went into the wrong room, would you believe me?" Russell swallowed hard, gave an awkward laugh, and tried to lighten the mood.
In the world of Chinese Paladin, after Pangu created the world and died, his essence and spirit did not transform into the Three Pure Ones of traditional mythology, but rather into the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, the Earthly Emperor Shennong, and the Human Emperor Nuwa.
Afterwards, the Three Sovereigns created life with their own existence. Fuxi created the gods, Shennong created the beasts, which are now the demons and monsters. Nuwa created the human race. After that, Shennong perished, Nuwa disappeared, and now only Emperor Fuxi remains in the world.
So, what's going on here? Why are all three of them here?
"Someone actually managed to find this place." Fuxi and Nuwa exchanged a glance, their eyes showing surprise.
This space was created by the three emperors with their supreme magical power. It is hidden in the Yin-Yang Jade Pendant, outside the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements. Not to mention mortals, even the first generation of gods and demons could not find it.
Without a word, the phantom image of the Eight Trigrams suddenly appeared in Fuxi's eyes, and all the information in the world was reflected in his eyes at this moment.
Although the light only lasted for a moment before dissipating, Fuxi's brows twitched slightly, as if he had seen something unexpected.
"Anyone who comes is a guest, and anyone who cultivates is a fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist, why not come and have a chat?" Shennong raised his hand and conjured a stone table and chairs, inviting Russell to sit down.
Sit down if you must.
Russell subtly tightened the Shura Summoning Device he was already wearing on his wrist. The metallic feel against his wrist bone gave him a sense of security.
If anything seems amiss, he'll transform. If he senses he can't win, he'll run away. If he can't escape, he'll self-destruct, never giving them even the slightest chance to capture him alive.
"Fellow Daoist Russell, what kind of world lies beyond the Divine Continent?" As soon as Fuxi spoke, Russell almost jumped out of his seat. In just two sentences, he had already opened his account.
What's the point of playing this game?!
You can't blame him for being a coward; the sudden appearance of the Dao Ancestor on the other side of the prison road gave him PTSD.
At the slightest disturbance, he subconsciously assumed it was an avatar or alternate account created by those big shots in the small world.
However, his panic was only momentary; he quickly figured out the reason: "Is it because I don't have Nuwa's spiritual power within me?"
"Not bad." Nuwa nodded slightly. Just as humans in the dragon race, whether hybrids or ordinary people, have a certain concentration of dragon blood in their bodies, every human in this world has a certain amount of Nuwa's spiritual power in their bodies.
This is the mark she left when she created humanity, the fundamental symbol that distinguishes humanity from other living beings.
Furthermore, the most basic condition for mortals in this world to cultivate into immortals is to awaken the Nuwa spiritual power hidden within their bodies.
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