Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 41
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

General Rolling Curtain sprinted in small steps, straight into the Jade Emperor's bedroom,

"The Haotian mirror starts on its own, and Tianguang leads the way, heading towards the Lingzaosi!"

what?
The Jade Emperor was shocked.

Haotian Mingjing, although not his natal magic weapon, has profound merits and virtues. It is also the name of Haotian. It has a deep relationship with him, and it is far from comparable to other spiritual treasures. Why is it activated by itself at this time?

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, the sky is moving, good fortune is coming, and there will be rare treasures in the heavens!"

The Blessing Heavenly Official appeared outside the Jinqueyun Palace in a flash of light. Although he is the first manifestation of Emperor Ziwei, his duties are completely different. It is his exclusive privilege to receive blessings from heaven.

"Congratulations, where does the joy come from?"

The Jade Emperor stood up and dropped the Buddhist scripture scroll in his hand, his words were somewhat displeased.

For some reason, he was always a little worried, even if he blessed the heavenly official with hype, he still couldn't be happy.

"Your Majesty, please look!"

The Blessing Heavenly Official gave a slight salute, then stretched out his hand, pointing in the direction of the Lingzuosi under the Jinqueyun Palace.

I saw the vast sky clearing the way, layers of auspicious energy surging, the Haotian mirror turned into a long rainbow, opening up a glittering golden passage, along the way, the luck was like the sea, and the sound of nature was full of sounds, which turned out to be a rare sight in ancient times.

Outside the Lingzao Division, Layman Jingxuan held a carving knife in one hand and a bamboo slip in the other, and just finished writing the first two sentences of the preface.
"Thirty-three days away from the mind, the origin of the letter pen is true."

boom!
The stream of light from the sky came to the sky above Lingzaosi, and suddenly turned into a golden light and shot down, throwing it into the bamboo slips.

Surrounded by clouds and waves, a ninth-grade golden lotus evolved, supporting Layman Jingxuan into the air.

"Pfft!"

Wang Lingguan couldn't help but knelt down directly, "Tianji is moving, good fortune is coming, Wang Lingguan welcomes Tianji's law!"

snort!
With a smile on his face, Layman Jingxuan entered a carefree, carefree and comfortable state without anger or joy.

"Tianji is moving, good fortune is at the door, and we are waiting to welcome the heavenly secret!"

I don't know how many miles away, countless casual cultivators, true immortals, and heavenly immortals bowed down one after another. The huge aura descending from the sky at this moment made them involuntarily arouse the emotion of worshiping.

On the 33rd day, in the Tushita Palace, Miluo Palace, and Lingbao Palace, several supreme beings also cast their concerned eyes.

At this moment, in the heavens, Lingzaosi became the only and absolute core.

Inside and outside the Department of Spiritual Creation, monstrous fortunes piled up, and all kinds of visions appeared together. The magnificent, magnificent, and extraordinary scene made everyone stupefied.

Open your mouth wide and start sucking, but you can't suck...

"Layman, master, keep writing. After finishing writing, these good fortunes are rewards. Don't stop!"

"it is good!"

Layman Jingxuan thought for a while, and caught a few more wisps of inspiration,

"Looking back at the dream in the dream of the world of mortals, realize the flashy body outside the body,"

The artistic conception of these two sentences is obviously not as good as the beginning. Writing such a wonderful book as "33 Days of Armaments" requires too much luck and inspiration, and it is already difficult for him to continue.

But these two sentences were obviously approved by the Dao of Heaven.

With a bang, the luck surged like a lotus, rippling layer by layer, and a golden light shot out again, shooting into the bamboo slips.

Colorful auspicious clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, lingering around the layman Jingxuan, forming a barrier, and all the immortals who tried to pry into the inner world felt a twinge of pain in their eyes.

"Heavenly protection, don't look directly at it. Layman Jingxuan has this kind of good luck, and his merits and virtues can catch up with the ancient sages!"

Another wave of immortals came after hearing the news, lowered their noble heads, and sincerely worshiped the figure in the sky.

It's not worshiping Layman Jingxuan, but the supreme way of heaven in their hearts.

"Please Layman Jingxuan, give the Heavenly Book a name, only in this way will the merit and virtue be considered complete!"

Countless senior immortals have long shouted together, hoping that today's unprecedented event will have a perfect curtain call.

Otherwise, when will they kneel down?
"it is good!"

Layman Jingxuan practiced good deeds, and immediately swung a carving knife, and carved the words "33 days" on the front of the bamboo scroll.

These words fell from the sky, and each of them became tens of feet high, so bright that they couldn't be seen directly.

But at the back, Layman Jingxuan had a change of heart, and suddenly, he didn't want the book he wrote to be called a weapon manual.

What's the meaning of picking up people's teeth and wisdom when they have been called by the predecessors?
This layman took over the Lingzao Division, and he was about to create an unprecedented grand event. Without hesitation, the carving knife fell,

"33 Days of Creation Record!"

33 days of creation record!
In the clouds, from the endless heights that no one can probe or spy on, bursts of thunder came.

Immediately, the sound of nature reappeared, and the seven characters of "33 Heavenly Fortune Records" returned to the bamboo slips one by one.

The 33-day weapon spectrum has finally reappeared in the world after countless years, and it has experienced the blessings of heaven and blessings, which is even more mysterious.

In the distance, people kept exclaiming.

"No, my magic weapon..."

"Why did my magic weapon fly?"

Many people thought of the embarrassing scene that happened to Shangxian Li Luan before, and squatted down one after another, clutching their robes tightly.

But it was useless, whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, the magic weapon swarmed, like a huge school of fish in the ocean, gathering into a torrent in the sky.

The stream flew continuously to the feet of Layman Jingxuan, filling the space of ten, one hundred, and one thousand feet.

And there is a difference between them.

The higher the status, the closer to the Layman Jingxuan, and the larger the space it occupies. Those with low status can only be placed down and far away.

In just a short time, more than tens of thousands of magic weapons were gathered. Although the good and the bad were of different grades, all the magic weapons were nodding to layman Jingxuan.

Exuding uniform energy fluctuations,
"I implore the layman to rectify my name and log into the Good Fortune Record!"

Layman Jingxuan looked up, only to feel that his eyes were dazzled.

What is this black mass?
Swords, guns, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks, all eighteen classes of weapons are gathered.

Besides, there are those with hooks, those with handles, those with strings, those with covers, gold, silver, pottery, stone, jade, glowing ones, those that burst into flames, those that jet, discharge ones, those that can shout, sing, and be cute. One that bubbles, one that can pee, one that can be eaten, one that can be used, one that can be worn, one that can be painted on nails?

"Don't panic, take your time, you are all my big customers!"

Layman Jingxuan shouted loudly, and put away the Creation Record and the carving knife.

Layers of clouds carried him to the ground.

At this time, all the endless luck in the sky had been gathered in the Good Fortune Record, and Niaoyou had been busy for a long time, but she didn't get any of it, and her mouth was crooked in anger.

In the sky, Wanbao stood upright, motionless.

All the immortals hurriedly saluted and bowed: "Master Sizheng, please use another wonderful brush to return these treasures to their places. I am very grateful!"

What is the return of the magic weapon, what does it have to do with me?
"There are still the last four sentences, I will save them for the next day, and that's all I can do!"

Layman Jingxuan closed his eyes, pretending that he couldn't see the magic weapons scattered all over the sky, and was about to go outside.

If you don't hold it at this time, you won't have such a good opportunity in the future.

All the immortals stopped them one after another, and at some point, there were already hundreds of people here, and more were rushing over.

You can't rush, baby has run away from home!
All the immortals shouted together: "Don't go!"

Wang Jingxuan: "If you don't go, you can't do it! The police are still waiting. This department is now a criminal, so it's really not suitable to stay for a long time."

Wang Lingguan desperately lowered his head, lest someone would discover his existence and rush up and tear him apart!

"Ah, Wang Lingguan is here, and he was ordered to detain me and return me to the Heavenly Court to plead guilty. What do you think should I do?"

All the immortals turned their heads together and glared at Wang Lingguan.

"Blessed by heavenly secrets, good fortune has appeared, such a sage and genius, do you dare to say that he is guilty?"

"Are you out of your wits? I delayed the old man's return of the magic weapon, so the old man will go directly to Lingxiao Palace to sue you!"

Wang Lingguan: "This is all a misunderstanding, misunderstanding, do you listen to my explanation?"

In Jubao Pavilion, Wei Jinghong's real body was standing in front of the window, his face was so heavy that it was about to drip water.

"The defeat in this game was a mess, but it also fulfilled the reputation of Jingxuan Layman. The rise of Lingzaosi can no longer be stopped. Is this God's will?"

He looked up to the sky and sighed, speechless for a while.

A servant ran over and whispered something in his ear.

Wei Jinghong uttered another exclamation, "What? Registering the imperial treasure, is he stealing money?"

In front of Anther Palace, beside Wenxin Lake.

While everyone was going to the Lingzao Division, Tai Er sneakily crawled out of the grass, turned into a black shadow, and quickly dived into the lake.

Haotian Mirror Pavilion.

This is a place dedicated to offering Haotian Mirror.

Uninvited guests came today.

Haotian Mingjing's weapon, Lingyuandun, has arrived in front of the Lingzao Division, and is waiting for the registration imperial seal.

The Emperor's Shadow looms in the shadows behind the mirror,

"Haotian, welcome your demise!"

(End of this chapter)