Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 44 Are there free flat peaches in the world?
In the early hours of the morning, Layman Jingxuan finally had time to squint for a while.

It was completely unintentional, and he fell asleep holding the Sizheng carving knife and the record of fortune.

But he didn't enter the dreamland of snow and fog. The old man and the snowflakes all over the sky are like another planet, which can only be seen from a distance, but is out of reach.

"Old man, let me tell you..."

Layman Jingxuan was full of joy and wanted to brag to the old man.

Lingzaoji is finally famous!
This layman is only a few signings away from the small goal of [-] million spirit stones.

"Look at my good fortune record, isn't it amazing? The ancients had a list of gods, and I have good fortune records. This layman's talent is of course extraordinary, but it is also inseparable from your old teachings. You...why don't you come here? ?”

In the dream, Layman Jingxuan’s heart became very pure, and he didn’t hide his joy. At this moment, if he wanted to share the achievements of Haohualu with whom he would most like to share (啦SE), it must be the old man .

"Then I'll go find you!"

Layman Jingxuan thought for a while, and took out the lotus lantern. He also understood now that this lantern has the function of guiding the soul, and can take him back and forth in dreams.

The lotus lantern carried him to the starry sky, but the old man was still far away... as if separated by a galaxy.

Why is this?
Layman Jingxuan couldn't figure it out.

When he was wondering, he suddenly heard thunder in the sky.

The billowing thunder light scattered like a terrifying meteor.

In the sky, a huge halo appeared, the inner layer was dazzling and dazzling, but the outer layer was shrouded in layers of black clouds, and from the outer layer of the black clouds, branch-like lightning extended for an unknown number of miles.

"duang!"

A powerful shock wave came through the air, but when it passed by layman Jingxuan, it seemed to be separated by an invisible force.

They passed each other, but there was nothing wrong with each other.

A black shadow separated from the outside of the huge halo and turned into a silhouette of a human. The light in his hand flickered and gathered into a black sword light.

The thunder roared, and the sword in the black shadow's hand was colorful, cutting through the thunder, forming an absolute vacuum around his body.

But the next moment, the dazzling light appeared again, engulfing the black shadow layer by layer, as if melting into the light.

Rumbling voices sounded at the same time,

"Dihuangying, do you really think that the emperor's bedroom is so easy to break into? This emperor has gone through thousands of calamities and has immeasurable merit. If you pierce my merit body, you are doomed to escape the punishment of heaven. Even if you hide in the sky, it is useless! "

"Why should I hide? The Haotian mirror has been destroyed, and the little star master can walk out of the abyss at any time. When the time comes, you will be transformed into tens of thousands. Even if you become the Queen Mother of the West, you will not be able to recognize her. No regrets in this life!"

Boom~
Boom boom boom!
The speed of the continuous attacks could no longer be described as fast. In a flash of thought, there were dozens or hundreds of impacts.

Dihuangying's body was constantly obliterated and melted by the dazzling light, and his momentum began to drop infinitely.

In the end, he couldn't stop the thunder and lightning attack, and his figure flickered in the lightning, letting out a shrill roar.

"Who said the Haotian mirror was destroyed? Sizheng, the Creation Department, can return to heaven with his wonderful hands. I have ordered someone to send the fragments of the Haotian Mirror to the Department of Spiritual Creation. Although you died, you died for nothing, so you have regrets." Return to nothingness!"

Hahaha!
The laughter was high-pitched, earth-shattering, louder than louder.

Layman Jingxuan was shocked by the strong sound waves, and felt his head was about to explode.

But I finally understood that the identities of the two people at the scene roughly guessed the whole story.

The Haotian Jade Emperor personally dealt with Dihuangying, and also asked him to repair the Haotian Mirror?

Is this wishful thinking?
But how can I let you do what you want!

Haotian mirror and this division are born with incompatibility, this is not just nonsense.

From the moment Wang Jingxuan saw the Haotian Mirror, he felt inexplicably unhappy, just like the bond between people, some people hate each other from the first sight.

This is the case with him and Haotianjing.

What's more, the little star master walked out of the abyss, so that he could plot the spiritual veins of the world. This is a big plan that involves survival and development. If there is no such plan, how dare I blatantly take out the weapon list, Write the Creation Record?
With a sudden flash of inspiration, Layman Jingxuan took out the record of fortune, waved the carving knife, and the light only flashed.
The three characters "Emperor Shadow" have been imprinted on the bamboo slips.

boom!
Another roar!
Between thunder and lightning, Dihuangying's body completely disappeared into nothingness.

In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

What disappeared at the same time was the old man's dream of snow and fog.

Layman Jingxuan was also drawn by an inexplicable qi mechanism and returned to reality at the same time.

Opening his eyes suddenly, the three characters of Emperor Ying flashed black light on the record of good fortune, and faintly let out a mournful low cry.

High above the sky, a tall figure piercing through the sky flickered, stopped his figure, and at the same time waved his sleeves, sweeping away the wind and clouds.

The space suddenly regained its clarity.

Ok?
Under the Pingtian crown, he hugged the crown bead and examined it intently.
"Emperor Shadow's main body is a black gold iron sword, even if it dies, how come there is not even a piece of debris?"

snort!
"Even if you escape, where else can you escape?"

The figure of the rolling shutter flashed in the light behind him, "This is the only place where the magic treasure is sealed. It can nourish the soul and hide. For the current plan, just keep an eye on the Secretary of Lingzuo Can the emperor's shadow be captured? At that time, even the record of good fortune will be taken back together, and it will be enshrined in the Langhuan Pavilion, so that it will be orthodox in the heavens!"

Huh~
The huge figure wearing the flat sky crown stroked his beard with his hand and nodded slightly.

In the Department of Spiritual Creation, another busy day has begun.

It was just dawn, Layman Jingxuan washed his face, didn't even bother to take a sip of hot soup, and rushed outside the gate.

It's really... the immortals are too enthusiastic.

That look of anticipation made Layman Jingxuan feel that if he didn't open for business, he would be committing a heinous sin!

The eight golden immortals came out in a file, posing a full-bodied posture to lead the way. Those who didn't know it thought they were followed by the leader of the interpretation.

"Before the official start, Lingzaoji prepared hot soup and breakfast, everyone..."

Du Lala is considerate and thoughtful, and wants to show Lingzaosi's warm and hospitable demeanor.

Immediately overwhelmed by the shouts of the immortals,
"What kind of soup are you drinking? Hurry up, I'm full already!"

"Thank you so much, don't ask Luo Mo!"

"first round……"

The tense signing activity started again.

There are eight golden immortals in town, and the order is obviously much better than yesterday.

But there are also quite a few people who come to make friends through the back door, "Brother Yuding, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and you still have the same style!"

Who are you?

Do you know that you haven't seen each other for hundreds of years?There hasn't even been a flying crane to send a letter in all these years, and the poor Taoist thought you were traveling westward with a crane!

The jade tripod swung its dust whisk and closed its eyes, and it was a sight to be seen.

"Hehe, isn't this Senior Brother Puxian? Xiluyuan, what are you doing here?"

Daoxing Tianzun swept his eyes and saw someone familiar.

A woman wearing a turban and a blue Taoist robe heard this, her expression changed immediately, she took a step back quietly, and covered her face with the sleeve of her robe.

"If I become a Taoist nun, I won't know you anymore?"

Daoxing Tianzun refused to let go, and leaned over to say hello, "What's the matter, come today to ask my nephew to give you a magic weapon?"

The word "begging" emphasizes the tone, as if I am afraid that others will not hear me.

"This fairy family, we don't know each other, you've got the wrong person!"

"Oh, I got it wrong, then you can just put it in that row!"

Puxian: ...

"Then I want to say that we know each other, so we don't have to wait in line?"

Guess~
With a smirk on his face, Daoxing Tianzun retreated to Layman Jingxuan, and whispered in Layman Jingxuan's ear,

"We'll hold this event next time, and go back to our Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountains! When the time comes, we'll see who doesn't like it, and just send us away!"

"Uncle, we are doing business, we must be fair and just!"

Layman Jingxuan was meticulous, and was about to carve characters, but suddenly felt a movement in his mind, and the carver froze.

He raised his head involuntarily and looked into the distance.

"The Jade Emperor has a purpose!"

The two Heavenly Officials who delivered the decree were not Guan Xiaoguan, but two old men with wrinkled faces,
"The Lingzao Division created the records of good fortune and conferred magic treasures. The merits are immeasurable and beneficial for thousands of years. Specially confer the title of Wang Jingxuan as the Heavenly Secretary of Lingzao. He will be promoted to the third rank, and he can bring a relative to participate in... the Pantao Festival!"

The words "Peach Blossom Festival" are trembling.

Obviously, compared with becoming an official and becoming a noble, being eligible to participate in the Pantao Club is a real benefit and a great favor.

Wang Jingxuan was stunned for a moment. As the saying goes, if you are polite, you must ask for something. Will there be free flat peaches in this world?

"However, conferring the magic weapon is a major matter. In order to prevent people from misleading people, before conferring it, it needs to be approved by the Shangbao Supervisor of the Heavenly Court. I respect it!"

"Layman Jingxuan, are you still not accepting the order?"

Is this to deprive this department of the authority to seal the magic weapon?
Layman Jingxuan put down the carving knife, his face sank like water.

(End of this chapter)