Ten miles east of the Imperial Palace of the Mortal Court sits on a hill. This hill does not exist in the first place, but is only 100 meters high because of the accumulation of rubble and earth excavated for the construction of the palace. After more than 60 years, the hill has become a natural scenery, with flowers and trees in it.

On this day, at dawn, the inhabitants of the city got up and rushed to the vicinity of the hill. In addition, the emperor of the world canceled the early dynasty on this day, and took everyone in the palace to the stargazing platform to look at the hill from afar.

This incident made some ministers and generals who did not believe in ghosts and gods curious, and they gathered nearby. Some princes even chartered restaurants with good views as viewing places.

But after the sun rose, there was no vision, except for two white clouds floating over the hill.

At this time, Xingchen was standing on one of the white clouds, and on the other white cloud, Han Feng was standing on it, and behind him stood six children, all of whom were dressed in Taoist costumes, and their expressions were even more respectful.

Seeing this, Xingchen couldn't help asking, "Brother Feng, where did you find the little Taoist boy?"

Han Feng replied casually, "Some are Dao children who have lived in the Taoist Temple since childhood, and some are homeless little beggars, they voluntarily follow us to become Dao Tong, Xingchen, I allow you to pick two first." ”

But at this time, the little Dao Tong looked at Han Feng with admiration, and a thin little Dao Tong dared to protest: "We just want to serve Lord Dragon God." ”

Xingchen suddenly quipped, "Hey, Lord Ryujin, yes, yes." Then he looked at the six people, "I don't want to force you, in an hour, I will give you another chance to choose." ”

The six Dao boys were unimpressed, and in their opinion, Han Feng was the only choice.

Xingchen didn't care, he said to Han Feng: "Next, I will slowly build a Taoist temple, you don't look slow, just complain." ”

"Okay, I promise you, just don't complain. Han Feng agreed casually.

The stars slowly fell in the clouds. At this time, the princes of the crowd around the hill were feeling bored, and most of them were chatting, but some people had been paying attention to the movement on the hill, and suddenly one of the sharp-eyed crowds shouted: "Immortals, immortals are coming." ”

Everyone looked over and found that it was a white cloud slowly falling, and they immediately sighed.

After a while, when they saw the figure standing on the white cloud, they shouted one after another, and the powerful generals among them could completely see the appearance of the figure on the white cloud, and shouted, "It's the national teacher, the blue-clothed national teacher." He can really fly. "For a while, the crowd was excited.

Just when Xingchen wanted to use his means, Han Feng's voice suddenly came, "Xingchen, there is something I don't know if to say?"

"Didn't you promise me not to complain?"

"I'm not complaining, I just want to remind you that there is no sense of majesty in this way. ”

"Okay! What do you want?"

"I remember that the three swords of the sun, moon and stars are all with you, as far as I know, you seem to be able to use the star sword god's special move, right?"

"That's right!"

"Then use it, remember to make an aperture behind you, so that it looks even taller. ”

"Huh. Xingchen smirked twice, beckoned, and three swords appeared, and then a burst of brilliance flashed, and a star sword god with a height of 100 meters appeared in the air, and the fairy clouds under his feet also began to expand sharply, reaching the level of just carrying the star sword god. In addition, a white circle of light appeared behind the Nakshatra Sword God, reflecting a sense of sacredness.

For a time, the people, generals and ministers knelt down three times. The eyes of the six little dao boys were straight.

After they finished worshipping, the Star Sword God waved his right hand, and the top of the hill was bulldozed, and the bulldozed part of the gravel, earth, grass and trees flew up to the side, revealing a platform of 500 square meters.

Dao Dao Guanghua flew out of the hands of the Star Sword God, blending into all corners of the hill, and flew out hundreds of Dao in a while, when Han Feng's voice came again, "Xingchen, what are you doing here?"

"This hill is not a natural peak, it needs to be strengthened, and if you look at the expressions of those people, when the Taoist temple is successfully built, they may rush up, so I need to set up a simple magic circle. Xingchen replied as he continued to arrange. Many of the formation materials were completely hidden in the brilliance, so even Han Feng could only see the brilliance flying around.

Even so, Han Feng still muttered: "What, there's a lot of nonsense, explain the reason and do something, just say the four words of the magic circle." But he didn't know that if Xingchen really said this, he would continue to ask the reason, disgusted that Xingchen was halfway talking, and he didn't explain. Just like he faced Ye Xiaoqiu.

When the entire nine hundred and ninety-nine rays of light flew out and melted into the hill, no more light flew out.

At this point, the Nakshatra Sword God continued to arrange, and with a wave of his hand, a large number of building materials appeared in the air and began to pile up on the top of the mountain.

First, the stones that make up the foundation are accumulated layer by layer, and each stone is treated so that it can be chimeshed to form a whole. When the foundation is completed, the gravel and soil that had been previously cut off are scattered and filled, completely burying the foundation.

Then the remaining timber is freely combined in the air, the pillars of the top beams, the red lacquer beams, the wooden doors and windows are all made of the principle of chimeras, riveting art and other woodworking means to form a whole building, the Taoist temple, and a variety of corresponding Zen rooms, fire workshops and so on.

When the crowd around the hill saw this scene, they were amazed and kept bowing. Many princes' eyes lit up, thinking about how to win over the three national teachers.

Soon, all the buildings of the Taoist temple fell on the foundation one after another, and merged with the chimeric opening reserved on the foundation, and sat firmly on the top of the mountain.

Of course, because the actual area of the Taoist temple is much larger than the top of the mountain, there is a building that is almost suspended in the air, and there are many wood supports under it, which is enough to exist safely.

When the Taoist temple was completely formed, the Star Sword God also slowly dissipated, and a sound appeared and spread out, reaching everyone's ears. It was even louder for the emperor of the world, because the means of the stars could not act on the emperor, so he used the means to amplify the sound not far from the emperor and let the sound spread by itself.

"The Taoist temple is built by Chengtian, guarding the national fortune, preserving the Han dynasty, and the Sanyuan God is stationed in the lower realm for a hundred years, and it is called the Sanyuan Temple. Without a call, ordinary people should not go up the mountain at will, and only the chosen ones can enter and exit freely. ”

Half a quarter later, in the main hall of the Taoist temple, Xingchen randomly accepted two Taoist children as his gatekeepers. When the six Dao boys were guarding outside the main hall, Han Feng showed a wicked smile, "See, according to what I said, it's absolutely right." Look at those people who were coaxed, and there are still many people kneeling down at the foot of the mountain!"

Xingchen was casually looking at all kinds of scriptures, and when he saw the Imperial Court Sutra, he was a little curious: "Although these scriptures are very scattered, the Taoist immortal system compiled by you, Brother Feng, can perfectly integrate all of them. I'm curious how you did it, and it's as if you've been there. ”

Han Feng suddenly smiled awkwardly, "Really, can't it be because of my talent." ”

Xingchen didn't seem to see Han Feng's expression, and continued: "According to your explanation, the heavens and the earth were chaotic at first, and Pangu was born in it, splitting the chaos and creating the world, but he died of exhaustion, incarnated the heavens and the earth, and gave birth to many great gods in tens of millions of years, among which Nuwa created the human race, Sanqing went down to educate the human race, and the Jade Emperor went through many calamities, each of which was 129,600 years before he became the supreme existence that ruled the heavens and the earth, and he was the supreme of Taoism and so on. I don't believe that anyone can come up with such a perfect Taoist system in one go, you must know that even we practitioners were vague and unaware at the beginning, and then after a long period of development, a stable system was formed. ”

Han Feng stretched out his right hand and put it on his head, "Ha! What is this? I'm just summarizing the various legends of my predecessors and blending them into a system. ”

"Perhaps!" Xingchen sighed, "I'm thinking too much." ”

Half a day later, a phantom shadow appeared on the Jade Emperor Hall, it was the incarnation of Xingchen, and he was presenting a jade slip, "If the secret of Han Feng's body is divided into the past, present, and future, what is recorded in this jade slip is the past." ”

The Jade Emperor stretched out his hand and beckoned the jade slip into his hand, looked at it casually, and showed a surprised expression, "Although the Taoist immortal system recorded here is exaggerated a lot, it seems to be the past of the spiritual world. When I was weak, I had the privilege of talking with Emperor Shun, and he told me that this world was created by Pangu, and everything in the world was transformed from Pangu's body. And Nuwa is a powerful spirit beast with a snake head, the human race is from her handwriting, and there are many powerful existences, but unfortunately they are all drowned in the long river of history. Before me, the Terrans were weak and left little history. ”

"Pangu?" Xingchen was a little puzzled, he had heard of this name, in his previous life, Xingluo cultivated the true body of Xiao Pangu, and now he heard it again, and couldn't help asking, "What kind of existence is Pangu?"

The Jade Emperor thought for a moment, "He only exists in the long river of time, I haven't seen it, so I can't answer it." After a pause, "You did a great job, these things have perfected my knowledge of the history of the spiritual world and have been very useful to me. The Jade Emperor showed a confident gaze, these things would be an introduction that would help him control the past of the spiritual world and increase his ability to control the Heavenly Dao of the spiritual world.

Xingchen knew that it was time to go, so he bowed directly, and the incarnation slowly dissipated.

And in the Sanyuan Temple, ten miles away from the Imperial City, Xingchen's consciousness returned, and he suddenly thought of a good idea, instead of bothering to inquire about Han Feng, it was better to hide behind and guide.

He called directly outside the door: "Qingfeng, Mingyue, follow me to see the master." ”

After a while, Xingchen saw Han Feng, and at this time, the other party seemed to be thinking about something, and when he saw Xingchen coming, he looked vigilant, "I haven't taken a few breaths, you are here again." What do you ask me again?"

Xingchen smiled slightly, "It's me who is wrong, I have been decadent for thirty years, and I am a little suspicious, and I ask Brother Feng for forgiveness." As he spoke, he bowed down and bowed.

Seeing this, Han Feng lost any vigilance, of course he knew that Xingchen had been in a drowsy for thirty years, although he didn't know how the other party got better, "You guy, where can I be angry with you." Say, what are you doing here?"

Xingchen sat down and smiled, "It's nothing, I just feel that the Taoist system you compiled is too rigid, if there is any story that can show the Taoist system completely, it will be more conducive to our mission, and let us better stay in this mortal world." After all, a lot of spiritual cultivators are staring at it, and they will come to trouble at any time. ”

"Hmph!" Han Feng suddenly said proudly: "That's it, don't worry, I've already written several short stories, you can take a look!" said as he handed the five pieces of paper to Xingchen.

Xingchen got the paper and read the title directly, "Open the world, Nuwa creates people, descendants shoot the sun, Jingwei reclamation, Dayu controls the water." Then he read it carefully, "It is indeed easy to understand, and it is a fusion of the legends of the spiritual world." Brother Feng, you are amazing. ”

"Isn't it?" Han Feng was smug. "The best thing I learned in school was history, whether it was an epic record or a myth or legend, there was nothing I didn't know......" said and suddenly realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly looked at the stars, "Did you just listen to me?"

Xingchen looked up at Han Feng with some suspicion, "What do you say, I'm watching the little story of Dayu's water control, and it's good to pass through the door three times without entering this paragraph." I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to it, please Brother Feng say it again. ”

"Oh!" Han Feng relieved himself, "That's good." I'll write another myth and let the storyteller spread it everywhere. "It's true that he can't create it, but it's still easy to move the myths and legends of the earth in the previous life.

"Oh, what's the name?"

"God List. ”