In the land of Shenzhou, there is a small village under the Jiuxian Mountain, called Zhangjia Village, hundreds of households in the village, most of them are surnamed Zhang, among which there is a rich family, and the head of the household is named Zhang Bairen. Zhang Bairen's family has thousands of acres of fertile land, is modest, often helps poor people, and is a well-known good person. It stands to reason that good deeds are rewarded, but the Zhang family seems to have been cursed, Zhang Bairen and his wife are nearly middle-aged, and have given birth to seven children, but they are all daughters, not a son, although the family is happy, but there is always something missing.

Huaxia takes filial piety as the first, but there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great. Although the daughter can also be regarded as a descendant, but there is no son to inherit the lineage, the Zhang family will lose its inheritance after a hundred years, how can you not worry?

At this moment, the Zhang family advocated forbearance and sweated profusely, walking anxiously outside the door, and dozens of villagers around couldn't help but comfort them. It turned out that the Zhang family was nearly forty years old, and Mrs. Zhang, who had not moved for more than ten years, was pregnant with another child, and it was time to give birth.

Zhang Bairen, who had a resolute face, no longer had his usual majestic and generous momentum, and listened to the painful cries of his beloved wife in the room with an uncertain expression, and an old man with gray hair kept persuading: "Bairen, don't be in a hurry, Yao'er Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will be safe!"

"Father-in-law, you don't know, Yao'er is already thirty-six years old, and she has given birth seven times, even the Guangchengzi Taoist on the mountain said that Yao'er's birth may not be stable!" Zhang Bai looked at his father-in-law sadly, the village chief of the neighboring village Wangjia Village, Wang Shanxian.

When Old Man Wang heard this, he knew that his son-in-law was not alarmist, and sighed: "I said before, send someone to the mountain to invite a few Taoist chiefs, and you said that there is still a month to go, and you can't bear to disturb the Qing cultivation of the Taoist elders too early, and now Yao'er is born prematurely, and when she dies in a hurry, what can I do about it!"

Zhang Bairen was ashamed of his father-in-law's lesson, but he couldn't think of any way, so he could only pray for God's blessing.

Suddenly, the top of the Nine Immortals Mountain was overflowing with golden light, a hundred phoenixes sang in unison, and bursts of strange fragrances spread out from the top of the mountain.

Everyone in Zhang's mansion was also shocked by the vision, and they were stunned for a while.

Soon, a nine-clawed divine dragon phantom flew from the sky, surrounded by endless purple qi, which was unspeakably precious. The dragon looked down at the sky, and finally fell on Zhang's mansion, and after a dragon roar, it fell straight into the delivery room, and then a cry sounded, Zhang Bairen and Old Man Wang and others cried with joy.

A little maid stumbled out, and when she saw the happy crowd, she said, "Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, the lady has given birth to a young master." ”

The people waiting outside the door heard another burst of joy, and the entire Zhang Mansion was as joyful as a festival.

Zhang Bairen was so excited that he rushed into the delivery room with an arrow, and the maid behind him couldn't stop him, so he could only call his master and run into the house while calling for his master.

At this moment, everyone in the delivery room is busy cleaning up the messy room, a midwife is holding the baby that has been washed and coaxing softly, and a beautiful woman on the bed looks tired, but the joy between the eyebrows can not be resisted.

Seeing her husband coming over, the woman showed a happy smile at him, and for a while the peony blossomed and was very bright.

asked the midwife to bring her son over, Rao is Zhang Bairen, who has been a father seven times, saw his son who closed his eyes tightly and fell asleep peacefully, and he was in a hurry for a while, and he didn't know where to pick it up. The woman laughed, reluctantly sat up, took her son over, and watched her husband touch his son with his rough hands, and opened his big hands in disgust: "Go, my son has just been born, you big thick hands, don't hurt him." ”

"Yes, yes, what Mrs. said is very true, hard work lady, hehe" Zhang Bairen smirked, it is estimated that he has a middle-aged child, no matter what Mrs. says now, he is amused that it is the truth of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the baby lying in the woman's arms is not so calm in his heart. Listening to the conversation between the two who seemed to be father and mother, as well as his own small arms and legs, he knew very well that he was reborn!

It turned out that this guy was an unemployed young man in the 21st century, named Zhang Xiaolong, who inadvertently got an ancient fan, drawing three hundred and sixty-five stars on one side, and a single purple gas surrounded on the other side.

Of course Zhang Xiaolong would not believe the words of these traders, but seeing that this fan was beautifully made and the style was pleasing to the eye, Zhang Xiaolong took out the only 1,000 oceans he had and bought this "antique" on impulse.

When he got home, he couldn't wait to take it out and play with it, but in this play, he lost consciousness and woke up again, and he had become a baby.

"Alas, husband, look at our children, how can there be a purple dragon-shaped trace between the eyebrows, surrounded by a fan?" The beautiful woman teased her son, and suddenly found that a purple nine-clawed purple dragon slowly appeared between her children's eyebrows, which was mighty and extraordinary, and a delicate purple folding fan in the middle added an elegant temperament to this might.

Zhang Bairen groaned for a while, and said: "Yaochi, when the child was born, a vision fell from the sky, and a nine-clawed dragon phantom fell into the delivery room, I'm afraid our child is unspeakably expensive!"

Just as the husband and wife were figuring out which great god the child was, a loud and ethereal voice came: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Guangchengzi of the Nine Immortal Mountains of the Poor Dao is polite." ”

A maid hurriedly ran in: "Master, madam, a Taoist known as Guangchengzi of Jiuxian Mountain asks to see him outside the door." ”

Zhang Bairen was shocked when he heard this, "Yaochi, you rest first, and go out to greet the master for your husband." "But Guangchengzi is known as a virtuous person in the area of Jiuxian Mountain, and he is also a disciple of the original Tianzun saint of Yuqing in Kunlun Mountain, Zhang Bairen did not dare to slack off, so he let his wife rest first, tidied up his clothes, and went out to greet him.

When Zhang Bairen went out, he saw a person sitting on top of a crane, with an extraordinary bearing, it was that: thick eyebrows Zhuo spoke like frost, put the cup when he heard that it was uneven, and go thousands of miles to the sword as a guest.

"I don't know that the immortal master of Guangchengzi is coming, and the villain Zhang Bairen is polite. Hurriedly saluted Guangchengzi, and Zhang Bai couldn't help but welcome him in.

Guang Chengzi smiled slightly, and his immortal temperament was naturally extraordinary.

"The head of the Zhang family doesn't have to be polite, the poor road is here by the order of the family teacher Primordial Tianzun to bring the head of the family Lin'er to Kunlun Mountain. Don't panic, the master of the Zhang family said that when the poor Taoist came, the master of the Zhang family, Lin'er, was born with a vision, his qualifications were extraordinary, and he had the fate of master and apprentice with the poor Taoist master. ”

Zhang Bairen was overjoyed when he heard this, who is the Primordial Tianzun? The innate god, one of the three clear points of the Pangu Great God Yuanshen, and the disciple of Hongjun Daozu who sat down and passed it on to himself, one of the six saints of the Honghuang Wilderness, how noble? How glorious it is for his son to be valued by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable!

But then there was a period of suffering, although the son was valued by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, but once this child left, the cultivators did not remember the year, and I am afraid that they would not meet in their lifetime.

Guang Chengzi saw that Zhang Bairen was happy at first, and then he was in abnormal pain, and he knew it when his mind moved. "You don't have to worry, when the poor road came, the master had already thought about it, and gave you a hundred Jinhua Yulu elixir, which can prolong the life of you and your family for ten thousand years, and you will have a time to meet your children. ”

Zhang Bairen relieved his heart and ordered someone to take Zhang Zilong out, Zhang Zilong had already listened to the conversation between the two in the house, and it was a stormy sea in his heart!

"Rub, the master has actually crossed over to the Flood Wilderness! That Primordial Tianzun actually wants to accept me as an apprentice, and I will make a lot of money!" Although the myth of the Primordial Tianzun was criticized by others, and united with outsiders to oppress his younger brother, but so what? The Primordial Tianzun is famous for protecting his shortcomings, and it can be said that among the saints of the Flood Wilderness, being a disciple of the Origin Tianzun is the happiest.

Guang Chengzi saw that the Zhang family took Zhang Zilong out, but because of the teacher's life, he didn't dare to delay, and said goodbye to everyone in the tears of Zhang Bairen and his wife, and disappeared in Zhangjia Village in a flash.

Although Zhang Xiaolong felt the attachment of his parents in this life, especially his mother, he had just drunk a few sips of breast milk, and he was going to say goodbye to his beautiful mother, and he heard that he still had seven sisters who had not seen him, and he was also very sad, but he knew that he was reborn in the desolate world, this world that believes that a big fist is the truth, and no strength can not protect happiness at all, Zhang Zilong secretly prayed that his parents and sisters would be safe and sound, and he would protect his family after he was successful in his studies.

Guang Chengzi has already attained the position of Golden Immortal, and he has the protection of the Yuqing Immortal Law, plus the Nine Immortals Mountain is not far from Kunlun Mountain, and it will not take long to arrive at the Primordial Tianzun Dojo. But it is said that Kunlun Mountain, I don't know how many times the radius is, stretching and boundless, several into a liquid aura around the main peak Kunlun Void, colorful, innate spiritual things can be seen everywhere, all kinds of rare birds and beasts fly among them, a good group of immortal holy land.

Holding Zhang Xiaolong, Guang Chengzi walked quickly to the main peak of Kunlun, which was a saint's dojo, but he didn't dare to fly.

Zhang Xiaolong breathed the aura of Kunlun Mountain, and his pores were dilated, and he was indescribably comfortable and comfortable. When he came to his senses again, he was no longer in Guangchengzi's arms, and when he looked up, he was a mighty middle-aged man, dressed in a cyan robe without wind and automatic, at first glance it was nothing unusual, but slowly he found that the middle-aged man was as vast as a day, and he would even be moved after watching it for a long time. The middle-aged Taoist sat on a wind and fire futon, with a pair of golden boys and girls on both sides, one holding a piece of three treasures and jade ruyi in his hand, and one holding a handful of dust.

Knowing that this is the primordial Tianzun, rub, the master was actually held by the saint! The eyes rolled, I remember that I heard that I had crossed the predecessors and grabbed the beard of the saint, so should I try it too?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaolong couldn't help but stretch out his fleshy little hand and grab the chest-length green beard of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable. The primordial Tianzun, who was looking at this apprentice with extraordinary qualifications, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, but for countless years, no one dared to brush his beard like this, and a warm current crossed the saint's heart for no reason. Originally, the Primordial Tianzun was just because Zhang Xiaolong was born with a vision, and he had a good foot, and he wanted to accept an apprentice, which was no different from the twelve golden immortals, but at this moment, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and the more he looked at Zhang Xiaolong, the more he liked it.

"Haha, good apprentice, wait for the teacher to help you see your qualifications, so as to pass on my Yuqing mantle!" "Primordial Tianzun is arrogant, very strict in accepting apprentices, and because of the authenticity of Pangu, he looks down on the oviparous and humidified demon clan, but the innate gods are extraordinary, and most of them are guests of Zixiao Palace, except for the person who burns the lamp with a very thick skin, no one enters his Yuqing door. The human race was born by adhering to the luck of heaven and earth, it is the innate Dao body, and it is the most loved by the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and his own disciples, although their qualifications are extraordinary, and they are innate Dao bodies, but after all, the cultivation time is too short, and they are not as talented as Lao Tzu's disciple Xuandu. In this way, among the three Qings, Lao Tzu has Xuandu to inherit his mantle, although most of the disciples who sit down in Tongtian are demon clans, but they also have many treasures, Zhao Gongming and other qualifications are excellent, and they have practiced for a long time, only his primordial Tianzun has nothing too outstanding to sit down, which makes the arrogant primordial Tianzun how to endure it?

Primordial Tianzun kept groping on Zhang Xiaolong's small body, his face was gradually overjoyed at first, but slowly he also showed a trace of solemnity, and doubts, Zhang Xiaolong, who had been staring at Primordial Tianzun, was shocked, could it be that his identity as an alien black household was discovered?

In fact, Zhang Xiaolong was too worried, at this moment the heaven and earth have been opened, Hongjun is in harmony, and the way of heaven is perfect, since he is allowed to be born, it is to recognize his identity, even the saint can't detect that he is a black household, but the dignified nature of the primordial Tianzun is another thing, silently for a while, the eyes of the primordial Tianzun can't help flashing the long river of fate.

After a long time, Tianzun seemed to have discovered something, there was a trace of clarity in his eyes, and a trace of joy, "Haha, I didn't expect it! Shizun actually had such a plan, alas, that Haotian and Yaochi have served Shizun for countless years, but they are also worthy of the position of the Emperor of Heaven, but Shizun is to let him reincarnate for eternity and perfect his merits, if it weren't for the chaotic jade breath in this child's body, even saints like me would be difficult to detect!" Moreover, this apprentice is actually accompanied by an innate spiritual treasure in his body, a crape myrtle star fan, his life is extremely noble, and he secretly fits the Zhou Tian Xingchen Emperor Star Zi Weixing that is now controlled by the demon clan, so that there is a divine dragon aura covering the outside, and the future achievements are limitless.

Zhang Xiaolong heard his master talking to himself, but he was stunned, combined with what he saw and heard at home, plus the legends of later generations, oh my God! His own Laozi turned out to be the future Haotian God, his mother was the golden mother of Na Yaochi, and his seven sisters, that is, the seven fairies who had constant scandals in later generations!

Primordial Tianzun didn't know what was in his heart, but he started another plan, and he attached more and more importance to his little apprentice.

"Since then, I have given you the order of Zhang Zilong, the Taoist name Jade Dragon, as a disciple of the deity. "The voice of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable resounded through the void, but it would not make people feel uncomfortable, the disciples of the Interpretation Sect knew at this moment that there was another disciple in charge of their own sect!