A long, long time ago, there was a Heavenly Emperor in the sky, called Donghuang Taiyi (in fact, Jinwu is a descendant of another Great Sun Jinwu Dijun, but there is no character Dijun in the setting of this book, so it is merged with Donghuang Taiyi). He had ten children, and all ten of them had a unique name, called the Golden Crow, also called, the Sun!

The world is inseparable from the sun's rays, so the ten suns are all on duty in the sky in turn, one a day. But one day, I don't know who proposed it first, saying that the weather is good today, should we go out for an outing together?

The remaining suns said yes, yes, they wanted to go for a long time..... Then the ten suns held hands and went on an outing together.

Besides, in the world, there is a stick guy named Hou Yi, who is good at archery and practices archery every day. One day, he stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the sky, and said to himself, "There is nothing in the sky to shoot, so how do you know how far you can shoot?" So he drew his bow at the sky.

Then the people down the hill came to ...... Most of the people down the hill were about to be shot to death......

After finishing his farm work, Hou Yi looked at the sky in a daze, why don't you say there is not a target in the sky that can be shot? Coincidentally, there are ten suns in the sky holding hands...

The sun usually comes out once a day, and ten times at once, and the temperature is ten times higher at once! The earth can be like a furnace in an instant.

The remaining half of the people under the mountain.... They all died of heat......

Hou Yi saw that this is not good, the village below is too sad, right? I killed half of it by mistake, and half of it was killed by heat... This village is out of business......

Immediately, Hou Yi decided to avenge those villagers.

Hou Yi pulled his bow and shot one at a time, shooting down the extra nine suns.

Of course, from that day on, the remaining sun did not live very well, it turned out to be a day off, and since that day, he has never had a day off......

This is the story of the Nine Days of Yi Shooting... Anyway, Hou Yi is in good health... What can you do for nine days in a row......

However, I never expected to see one of the nine suns!

Hou Yi shot the sun, it should have been a matter of ancient times, right? Then this golden crow fell... How many years has this been? And that flame, it should be the legendary true fire of the sun, right? But the owner of this real fire has been dead for I don't know how many years, so its strength has weakened, which makes sense.

However, there is still a flame burning on the golden crow's body, which should be the authentic sun real fire.

"Why is Jin Wu's body here? Could it be that the place where Hou Yi shot the sun was in Xi'an?" I muttered to myself. This is a bit too nonsense, isn't it? The place where Hou Yi shot the sun is Shanxi?...... Isn't Hou Yi's favorite food to be a meat bun......

"Back then, Hou Yi shot the sun, but in fact, he only shot eight golden crows. "Just as I was thinking, an old voice sounded behind me.

How did this sound sound familiar? As if I had heard it somewhere? I turned around and saw a familiar figure......

"Former ...... Senior: Why are you?"

The person who came was dressed in a Taoist robe, with scattered hair, his hands behind his back, and his body was very thin, and he was the image of a middle-aged Taoist. By the way, the most important point is that this person is blind!

Isn't this the middle-aged Daoist who gave me the Great Formation of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches before? I thought he was an old man who had been lost three years ago...... I didn't expect him to die...... Oh, by the way, the way he looks now, is it because of me? After all, his old man's ebony hairpin is still in my hand.

"Senior, why are you here?" I asked cautiously, this is an old-timer who has been practicing for I don't know how many years, I can't help but be respectful.

"You're welcome. The middle-aged Taoist waved his hand and said, "Just call Brother Dao, the old decay is just a few years longer than you." The word senior, I don't dare to be it anymore. ”

How many years have you been obsessed? Old man, don't bring this, you are like this, not many people will question you when I say to the outside world that you are my grandfather......

"Well... Predecessor.. No, Brother Dao ......, "I still can't call this old man brother naturally:"You seem to know the inside story of this corpse, can you tell us about it?"

"It doesn't hurt to talk about it. The middle-aged Taoist responded: "But here, it's really not a place where you can talk, so let's go with the old man." ”

After that, the middle-aged Taoist waved his robe and put me into his robe with something.

I only felt that it was dark in front of me, and then when I could see it, I was already in a Taoist temple.

There are only three statues of gods in the Taoist temple, and it seems that they should be the statues of the three Qing gods of Taoism, and the statues are preceded by three incense sticks and an oil lamp. The whole Taoist temple looks very shabby, but I don't underestimate the entire Taoist temple at all, although it doesn't even have a table or chairs......

There is an indescribable immortal aura wafting everywhere in the Taoist temple, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, this kind of feeling, I have only experienced it in the three-star cave of the inclined moon! On this point, I am sure that this old Taoist is definitely not an ordinary person!

"The old man likes to be pure, and if there is something negligent, please ask for a letter of guarantee. A phantom slowly appeared in front of the offering table, it was the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't intend to speak directly, but stood in front of the statue of Sanqing, and made a big bow respectfully, with words in his mouth, but because the voice was too small, I didn't hear much about what he said.

Half-sounded, the middle-aged Taoist pressed lightly with his hands and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"It's been a problem for years. The middle-aged Taoist explained: "When you get closer to the sun and fire, the fire poison in your body begins to be restless, forgive me, forgive me." ”

"It doesn't matter. I said politely: "Then please Brother Dao... Advice or two?"

I still can't shout the word brother fluently......

"There's no hurry. The middle-aged Taoist slowly gave up a position: "Come, Yin Daoyou, you first inject fragrance into these three Qingdao Venerables." ”

Incense? That's right, this should be the rule, right? That's good, although I rarely worship God, but Sanqing Daozun, there is still a reason to worship.

"What about me?" asked Shao Ming.

"You don't have to. The middle-aged Taoist changed his tone, which could even be described as harsh.

Shao Ming took a step back aggrievedly and stopped speaking.

Picking up three scents from the offering table, I found that there was nothing on the table that could be lit.

"Use your Dao fire to light this incense ......" The idea came to my mind, and I naturally used the blue and white lotus fire to light the three incense injections.

Respectfully sending incense to the incense burner, just as I was about to insert the incense on the incense burner, suddenly a burst of fairy qi drilled into my dantian from my skull.

But I didn't panic much, fairy, good things, what's the hurry? Maybe this was given to me by Sanqing!

After finishing the incense, I took two steps back and relinquished my position to the middle-aged Taoist, as if listening to him say something about the Golden Crow.

The middle-aged Taoist pointed at my feet, and a futon appeared at my feet, and I sat down directly without hesitation. Shao Ming naturally stood behind me, looking like a good baby.

It seems that Shao Ming should have been frightened by the sudden sternness of the middle-aged Taoist just now......

"Before talking about the Golden Crow, I have to introduce my identity to you. The middle-aged Taoist said: "The old man's surname is Jiang, and he is the descendant of Jiang Taigong. ”

Jiang Taigong? It should be Jiang Ziya, right? However, what does this have to do with Jin Wu?

"The Heavenly Court Human Police Station where you are located, Lao Yu used to be one of the founders. The words were not shocking, and the middle-aged Taoist directly threw this sentence to me.

"You are in a position where you should be the spokesperson of the Heavenly Court, responsible for the communication between heaven and earth. However, since you also had a connection with the underworld later, what kind of torture genius intends to change your direction and cultivate. ”

"At first, Uncle Xing told me, but then I also wondered, I was suddenly taken by the people of the underworld... Maybe it's because I look more demon-wardening?"

"The people of the underworld should take a fancy to you because that incident is about to come. The middle-aged Taoist glanced at me, but didn't say what it was: "However, there is one thing you have to remember, the people in the underworld are not well-intentioned, and you must always be vigilant about this." ”

"Okay, I got it. I replied.

"Next, I'll tell you a little bit about this demon tomb. The middle-aged Taoist cleared his throat and said.

"Speaking of this, you must first know a person, and that person's name is Ghost Fangzi. ”

"Ghost Fangzi, that is the world's number one evil person, and it is also the world's number one good person. ”

"He is an evil cultivator, and he is the biggest evil cultivator since the establishment of the Heavenly Court Human Police Station. The middle-aged Taoist said, "My eyes are ruined by his hands." ”

"Back then, we even invited the Half Heavenly God Buddha from Heavenly Court to finally suppress that ghost recipe under the sea of blood. However, the funny thing is that we didn't completely kill this ghost for some considerations. ”

So, many years later, Ghost Fangzi finally escaped from the sea of blood and returned to the world. ”

"His purpose is not only for us who are decent, but also for evil cultivators. ”

"So repeatedly?" I was surprised.

"If you know this man called Oni Fangzi, you won't be surprised by his choice. The middle-aged Taoist said indifferently: "Actually, these past events can be described by a coincidence." ”

"The ghost Fangzi back then once had a good relationship with me, but it's a pity that creation makes people!"

The more the middle-aged Taoist spoke, the more heavy his tone became.

"When I first met Oni Fangzi, he was a few years older than me. He is a monk, and I am a ...... Tao."