Dijun's black moonlight is back

3000 years ago, Yuqing Tiankuwenchi.

Two rows of fairies in plain robes stood on the rough black stone roadside, and a woman in white robes and a golden crown stood with her hands folded in the smoke.

Ling Yu didn't need to think too much, he recognized this person at a glance.

Her name is Cang Ji, and it is said that she is the first immortal to cultivate the ruthless way since the beginning of the world, so she has been firmly in the position of Heavenly Lord for 10 years.

The small pond in front of her was the Kuwen Pond where Ling Yu had been imprisoned for more than two hundred years.

Just looking at the abundant water in this pool, it should be before Official Fuyue stole the Ziwei Sky Fire.

Since the Heavenly Fire was stolen, the three-light water in the pond lost its starlight, and the Kuwen Pond gradually dried up.

Lingyu didn't quite understand how long ago she was in the illusion. She wanted to turn her head and look elsewhere to confirm, but found that she couldn't move at all.

She finally realized that she was possessed by a wine bottle held by the fairy boy.

Based on what is currently known, Ling Yu guessed that these should be the remaining memories of Gong Liquan on the Taiwei Halberd.

As for why it turned into an illusion, why it trapped Wen Jingchan to death, and where Wen Jingchan is now, Lingyu didn't know anything.

The Donghuang Bell in the west suddenly rang, and the rich bell was accompanied by the cry of the divine bird. The little fairy boy serving the wine couldn't help but peek at the house.

Cang Ji also raised his head and looked in the direction where the colorful clouds were flying.

Soon, the person who caused this strange movement came to her.

It's the right to secede.

Gong Liquan at this time is far inferior to the one Ling Yu saw more than 1000 years ago. He seems to have not yet become a god.

When Gong Liquan saw Cang Ji, he folded his hands on his chest respectfully and bent down to worship her.

Cangji threw a lotus seed into the Kuwen Pond. After a while, the lotus seed quickly sprouted buds, transformed into leaves, and blossomed into lotus flowers.

She handed one to Gong Liquan and motioned with her eyes for him to throw it in too.

Gong Liquan didn't say anything, he just took the lotus seeds and did as he was told.

But after a long time, no second flower bloomed in the water.

Cang Ji squatted down and retrieved Gong Liquan's lotus seeds from the water.

She held it in her hand and looked at it carefully. The water droplets on the lotus seeds refracted the light, making it look like she was holding a bright gem in her hand.

After reading it, she handed it back to the public.

"How was your journey in the mortal world?" Cang Ji finally asked him.

Gong Liquan waved his sleeves and waved a shadow, and the scene that changed like a revolving lantern showed the life he had passed in a hurry in the human world.

In this life, Gong Liquan came from a noble family. After his father and brother were betrayed, all the men in the family were executed.

Female relatives who were taller than a whip were sent to the military camps as prostitutes, and were sold off at a young age to places where there were three religions and nine streams.

Gong Liquan was only four years old when the house was raided. Her mother cut open the horse's belly and hid him inside, so that he had a way out.

From then on, he began to make a living by begging.

Ling Yu saw the dirty young man Li Quan sneaking into the back kitchen of the restaurant and fishing for food in the swill bucket, but was driven out by the waiter with a stick.

I also saw the young man Gong Liquan being raped in the street and having his hands and feet broken alive.

On a snowy day, Gong Liquan was crawling on the street and met his 16-year-old sister.

At this time, she was already the most famous oiran in the entire imperial city.

But she died soon, too, when the first peach blossom bloomed in spring.

Her head was hung on the city wall, and not far away there was an announcement that the remaining rebels would be executed.Ling Yu felt that according to the book of mortal language, some capable person with lofty ideals should find Gong Liquan at this time, and then tell him that the king is unkind and should rise up.

If you can't convince him, tell him his life story, and then kick the murderous emperor out.

It's a pity that the storybook is just a storybook, in fact Gong Liquan is dead.

He died this winter.

He had no food or clothing. After dying in the dark alley of the imperial city, he returned to the third hour and third heaven.

Cang Ji couldn't help but sigh after reading his life.

She actually felt that the way of heaven was much harsher on Gong Liquan than on other immortals.

He has lived a very miserable life in this life, but even so, he has not succeeded in the trial of becoming a god in this life.

"You're in trouble," Cang Ji said, "It's probably going to be endless."

"Why this time?" Gong Liquan asked.

Cang Ji moved the shadow back and stopped at the night when Gong Liquan met his sister.

The young courtesan was very soft-hearted. When he saw a beggar on the street who was wearing thin clothes and was in need of food and drink, he couldn't help but lend a helping hand.

She gave Gong Liquan a hairpin and a steamed bun. The steamed bun would keep him from being hungry tonight, and the hairpin would allow him to exchange it for money so he wouldn't suffer from the cold.

"You planted the cause," Cang Ji said, "but you didn't pick the fruit."

"She gave you the gold hairpin. Later, when she went to see the emperor, she picked up a copper and iron hairpin and put it on."

Cang Ji may have felt tired of relying on her description, so he simply pointed out the picture and let Gong Liquan see for himself what happened.

After the oiran was caught, he originally planned to kill himself with poison, but he was caught by the emperor's guards in time.

She didn't hesitate to hit the guard's knife, which frightened the guard and pushed her to the ground.

At the same time, she quickly pulled out the hairpin and inserted it into her slender neck.

"The golden hairpin is too soft," Cang Ji said, "not strong enough to kill people."

In other words, the cause of death of Gong Liquan's sister in this life is inseparable from him.

Although Ling Yu hated the right of public separation, the more she thought about it, the more funny she found it. This courtesan was destined to die anyway, but just because the golden hairpin gave him the right to leave, does it count as his karma?
"Later her body was exposed," Cang Ji said. "You saw it, but you didn't think of a way to collect the body."

Cang Ji clicked on the shadow released by Gong Liquan and stopped at the moment when he passed the city gate.

Ling Yu was even more speechless. This trial to become a god was quite interesting. Isn't it reasonable for a beggar not to dare to collect the body of a traitor?

What she didn't expect was that Gongli Quan had no objection at all and even nodded.

"Receiving kindness from others," Gong Liquan said, "do not repay the kindness."

Cang Ji waved his sleeves and dismissed everything in mid-air: "The road to becoming a god requires a lot of hard work for you. If you make a mistake, you will fall short. I hope you don't hold any grudges."

Gong Liquan raised his hand and worshiped Tianzun again: "I understand."

Cang Ji glanced at the lotus seeds in Gong Liquan's hand. When she first ascended to the position of Tianzun, she also went through many hardships and became a god.

Originally she thought that anyone could reach a high position like this, but after being in this position for a long time, she roughly understood.

The more gods are chosen to take on this responsibility, the more severe tests they will face.

It’s just that until the day when the actual trial is successful, no one knows the reasons for all the experiences they have had in the past.

Fortunately, Gong Liquan is currently mild-tempered and does not look like someone who will be pushed into evil ways. (End of chapter)