Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 12

Three days passed in a blink of an eye when the jasper pipa was sent from Chiguo Tianwang.

For Lingzaosi, this day is destined to be noisy and unsettled.

Layman Jingxuan got up early in the morning, groomed and dressed neatly, and accidentally glanced at Huilan Mountain behind the courtyard, only to see Liulan gathering but not dispersing, steaming up, forming a vase in mid-air.

Looking at it with the method of luck, I can see that the top and bottom of the mountain are all white, shining like white snow.

The majestic luck is slowly gathering towards the mountain. Judging by the flow, it comes from three directions, west and east. However, there is also a black evil luck approaching at the same time.

When they came to the front of the mountain, they were completely dispelled by the white trend, like a stream returning to the sea, disappearing without a trace.

At sishizhen (nine o'clock in the morning), the first guest arrived.

Layman Jingxuan was wearing a plain brocade robe, standing in the open space at the entrance of the lobby.

The aroma of "Dongting haze, the Milky Way into a dream" emanates from the Zijin incense tripod, and at the corner of the lobby, the dripping copper pot makes a rustling sound.

Beside the Guantao Pavilion, under the bridge, several groups of red koi chased and jumped, splashing large groups of water from time to time, turning into misty mist in the air.

"Congratulations, my lord, congratulations to my lord, my lord is going to be very popular!"

To Wang Jingxuan's surprise, the first person to come was... Xiao Tianguan.

He holds a wooden plate in his hand, on which are neat official robes, ribbons and official hats.

"Big red and purple?"

Layman Jingxuan grinned, and said with a smirk, "Isn't it thanks to the little heavenly official? The Lingzao Division has no salary. Now, even the underpants are pawns, and only this robe is left. You If you don't believe me, I will show you!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture to lift the hem of his robe.

Guan Xiaoguan, the little Tianguan, laughed so hard that he couldn't help but dodge again and again, covering his eyes with a tray, "Si Zheng is really a fellow traveler. Before Xiaguan, he was fond of gambling and always lost. He often covered his forehead with a wipe." Run home, hahaha!"

What Layman Jingxuan said was not a lie. After turning on the "bottomless pit" mode, he swallowed everything he could absorb and digest, including the spirit stone sent by the king of Chiguo. In addition to Du Lala's monthly salary, There is a panacea, except for the bird food left for Yingwuluo, and several necessary elixir in the spiritual garden, basically all of them are searched to support the opening of Huanlingchi for a day.

Of course, this is also imperative, and he can't help but feel distressed.

But the most hateful thing is that the cultivation base has only increased by a little bit, maybe a little better than ordinary heavenly soldiers?
"A wipe forehead, how small is yours!"

Layman Jingxuan couldn't do anything about Guan Xiaoguan's brazen character, so he changed the subject, "Are you here today to deliver official uniforms, or do you also have magic weapons to wash?"

"What is the magic weapon? I never know!"

Guan Xiaoguan put the tray into the mourning hall, turned around again, and whispered into Layman Jingxuan's ear, "There is a big business coming to the door, I'm going to report to you today, I know that you have held a spirit gathering. , I came here specially to tell you that you must win a lot today, and you will have more room to bargain with that adult when you turn around!"

"That lord, who is it?"

Guan Xiaoguan whispered again, his voice was as small as a mosquito.

Is it him?

The image of a pig's head appeared in Jingxuan's mind, but now, he is still a well-behaved marshal of the canopy, a powerful figure in the Tianting military!
"You actually have his connections?"

Layman Jingxuan glanced at Guan Xiaoguan, and changed his serious expression again, "But how do I know, you are not plotting against me, unless you can prove that you are sincere towards me!"

"How do you prove that you want me to perform a forehead-wiping run?"

"Come here with your ears, like this..."

"what?"

Guan Xiaoguan's eyes widened, "So this is a petition? You want me to harm people with you?"

"Just go, if you don't go, get out!"

Layman Jingxuan snorted coldly.

Guan Xiaoguan looked up at the sky, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, quickly rose into the sky, and flew towards the southwest.

Sishizheng (10 o'clock), Du Lala came with seven fairies.

Listening to Huanpei Ding from a distance, the fragrance of orchid musk wafting in the wind, layman Jingxuan's eyes are straightened.

Just this figure, just this temperament, just this posture, just this dress, I'm such a god!

If it doesn't cover your face, what's the deal?

"Take it to the inner courtyard, and don't be disturbed by the raging waves!"

Layman Jingxuan gave orders loudly, and the Heavenly Court was also worried. For example, the one who molested Chang'e was only known to everyone. In fact, there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and there must be more than one or two harassment incidents.

He didn't want to provoke this kind of lawsuit in his own territory.

"Xie Sizheng!"

The eight beauties bowed sideways together, and the sound of warblers and swallows rang around for a while, making people feel comfortable.

It wasn't until the Weaving Girls were far away that he realized that it wasn't the Seven Fairies, so who is the eighth one?

"Hey! Layman Wuna, do you still recognize Mr. Ben Lang?"

With a loud roar, Layman Jingxuan was dragged back to reality, only to see a beautiful boy in white robe with a black ponytail tied behind his head, three eyes staring at him together,
"Just look at the beauties, right? When the brothers come, you don't even say hello?"

"Yang Jian?"

Layman Jingxuan came to his senses. If he didn't know his identity, he would have thought he was an ancient character who jumped out of a Chinese manga, but when did you and I become brothers?
"I have seen... Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun!"

"What is the real king, see you!"

Without looking outside, Yang Jian grabbed Layman Jingxuan's shoulders and said winkingly, "Maybe I'll be your senior brother soon!"

What, what do you mean?
"Yang Jian, what nonsense are you talking about? Be careful and I'll tell my uncle!"

Another person jumped out, pink and tender skin, baby face that doesn't grow up, my God!
"Are you Nazha?"

The magic weapon in human form, the immortal fairy boy, Layman Jingxuan is much more interested in him than Yang Jian.

"It's not Nazha, it's Nezha!"

Nezha looked Layman Jingxuan up and down, raised his head and chest, and groaned softly.

However, it is not contempt, this seems to be his usual posture, and it looks a little cute.

Nezha and Yang Jian walked far away, but there was a song that kept echoing in the ears of Layman Jingxuan,

"When I miss you, you are in the sea, when I miss you, you are in front of me~"

At noon (11:[-]), almost all the guests arrived. They were all legendary figures. Layman Jingxuan was a little excited at first, but after seeing a lot, he became accustomed to it, and eventually became numb.

It's no different from the communication in the world, and it's still handy to use the means of communication.

In the middle of this, Lingling has changed countless forms, sometimes maids, sometimes book boys, and sometimes guards...to create the illusion that the Lingzou Division is prosperous.

After all, Du Lala was accompanying the Seventh Fairy, Ying Wuluo was not seen by others, and Tool Fairy was not seen by others. In the huge Lingxuan Division, there were only her and Wang Jingxuan.

At this time, the Guanlan Pavilion, the plank roads on both sides, and the open space on the bank were full of immortals.

Ruiguang Xia was soaring into the sky, and countless halos shone one after another. Above Lingzaosi, all kinds of luck spread out, forming bright clouds.

Heavenly King Chiguo was tasting tea with several other heavenly kings, while he was full of praise for Lao Tiansi's "Bihai Yunchao" fairy tea, while paying attention to the movements of Layman Jingxuan.

Of all the people, he is the one who is most nervous and looking forward to it.

Whether Jasper Pipa can be restored to its original state, this matter made him sleepless for three days.

Seeing that it was almost time, Layman Jingxuan signaled Niao Niao to ring the small gong, and the "invisible tool fairies" who served tea from all walks of life retreated one after another, and the good show was about to begin.

"Seeing off the guests on the Xunyang River at night, the maple leaves and the flowers are rustling in autumn. The master dismounts and the guests are on the boat, and there is no orchestra to drink."

The reciting with a correct accent overwhelmed the whispers in the crowd. Following the recitation of these four lines of poems, a clear and crisp sound of pipa suddenly came from the main hall of Lingzao Si.

"It's my jasper pipa!"

The Heavenly King Chiguo was overjoyed, spilled a cup of hot tea on his knees without realizing it, and shouted loudly, "It's my pipa! Mr. Jingxuan's amazing skills!"

hiss~
Layman Jingxuan looked displeased, and gave him a hard look. It's a good thing to applaud, but don't delay my acting!

The guests who looked around didn't know why, they didn't know the relationship between Lingzao Sizheng's poem and the playing of the pipa, and they didn't understand why Layman Jingxuan was so solemn about it.

"brush!"

The pipa flew out of the lobby and was suspended in the air, but it did not fall into the hands of King Chiguo.

"The rotating shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune is formed. The strings suppress their voices and think, as if complaining that they have no ambitions in life."

Following these few lines of poems, the image of a woman appeared in front of everyone. After saluting, she took the pipa and began to play it slowly.

"The spirit of the instrument appears, playing the pipa by itself?"

The surrounding immortals finally understood what was going on, "Look at her, her figure has turned from virtual to real, and the accessories on her body are clearly visible, this is aura!"

"What an amazing aura! A poem by Si Zheng can actually endow treasures with spirits. What kind of method is this?"

"The big strings are like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. The chaotic strings are mixed, and the big and small beads fall on the jade plate."

Ding ding ding, boom boom boom!
Following these lines of poems, the music of the jasper pipa turns fast and sonorous and powerful, which makes people's hearts fluctuate and blood surges. The koi in Huanling Pond can't help jumping out of the water, as if they are also dancing with the pipa.

"Look, I can see her face clearly!"

This...is it so?

The palm of Chiguo Tianwang rubbed and rubbed on his knee, but it was not an attempt to evaporate the water stains, but an unconscious move.

He has never seen the spirit of the pipa, let alone know that the spirit of the jasper pipa has such rich and delicate emotions. For so many years, he thought he was a confidant, but he didn't know it at all. Pipa has never regarded himself as a confidant.

Above the clouds, hidden in the light, Daoist Huanglong, Taiyi and Yuding also showed expressions of shock.

"Sure enough!"

Taiyi sighed, originally he was thinking of questioning layman Jingxuan about slaughtering him for 30 yuan in public, but seeing this scene, he suddenly couldn't say a word of questioning.

"Unexpected!"

Daoist Yuding also had a big accident. Even though he knew that Layman Jingxuan was being cultivated, he still couldn't believe that he had achieved such an achievement in just a few days.

Daoist Huanglong stroked his beard and said coldly, "If such a talent is not accepted as a disciple, it will be a loss to Yuxu Palace!"

"Goodbye, brother!"

Master Taiyi and Master Yuding spoke in unison, and turned their heads to look at Master Huanglong at the same time.

"Shoot quickly, strike hard, hit with one hit!"

Daoist Taiyi's eyes were burning, cheering for his senior brother.

"I sent Yang Jian to assist senior brother!"

Yuding directly expressed support with actions.

"Old Tiansi, how do you explain?"

While the three of them were excited, they thought of the practical difficulties, and suddenly fell silent.

Below, a piece of "Pipa Xing" has come to an end, and the spirit of the jasper pipa has picturesque features, showing an unprecedented grace and spirit.

After the song was played, she held a pipa in her hand and bowed gracefully to Layman Jingxuan, "Thank you, Si Zheng, for giving me the song of my bosom friend, which makes me feel like a new life!"

Layman Jingxuan returned the gift: "It's also Jingxuan's luck to have a bosom friend speak and listen to a bosom friend!"

"it is good!"

Several female guests with heavily veiled masks began to applaud uncontrollably, with crisp cheers from their mouths.

"What a bosom friend speaks and listens to a bosom friend, so romantic and elegant, it should be a good story through the ages!"

Someone in the outer circle was shouting again, and everyone's emotions were ignited by this scene.

At this moment, looking at Lay Jingxuan and Jasper Pipa, King Chiguo felt sour.

(End of this chapter)