White tea legend

To be honest, Yaozu hated this woman.

If it weren't for this woman, how could his precious grandson die?

Beauty is a disaster, and the word "sex" is a knife in the head. His precious grandson has proved this with bloody lessons. However, those three children are the blood of His Highness Boling after all, and are the descendants of the Yaozu family. The old god cannot ignore them. .

Seeing the old god sending the three children to heaven, Yuan's wife finally committed suicide and died for her love.

When Tianjun heard that his destined wife had died in love with His Highness Boling, he was also very sad. He said to the gods and Buddhas in the sky: "Look, the word love is poisonous, and whoever gets it will have a bad end. It is better to be a god and be free, cut off love, and be safe." Happy. Are those mortals stupid if they still shout slogans like 'I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals'?"

Let it be whatever your Majesty says. In the sky full of gods and Buddhas, who wants to argue with the Lord of the Six Realms about Zi Chou Yin Mao?

After the old god asked Tianjun to let the three children of His Highness Boling find a job in heaven, Tianjun was also in trouble.

Nowadays, the heaven is full of immortals. Only Fairy Chang'e in Guanghan Palace still has three establishments under her command. However, three of her father-killing enemies are still working as lumberjacks in Guanghan Palace.

Wouldn't it be confusing to put them together?

Unexpectedly, Prince Danzhu said: "Yuanfu is Wu Gang's wife, and the three sons are the children of Yuanhu. Naturally, they are also Wu Gang's sons. The sons and their father live under the same roof. What's the problem?"

"What His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said is absolutely true." In order to allow the three great-grandsons to enter the immortal status smoothly, the old god actually agreed with Crown Prince Danzhu's words.

What can the sky full of gods and Buddhas say?

They are melon-eaters.

So Tianjun asked Prince Danzhu to take three oil bottles to Guanghan Palace.

In Guanghan Palace, Wu Gang was cutting Guangxi.

That extraordinary laurel tree has lush branches and leaves, as bright as gold, and its flowers are fragrant when they bloom. The trunk is tall and tough, and its roots penetrate deeply into the palace of the moon, absorbing the essence of the fairyland.

The face of the man who was cutting down Guangxi showed perseverance and helplessness, and his rough hands had witnessed the hard work of swinging the ax countless times. His eyes were deep, filled with sadness of loss and unyielding light. Every time you lift the ax, it is a fight against fate.

He held tightly the fairy ax that shone with cold light. The ax blade was engraved with ancient mysterious runes, as if it contained the power to solve the mystery of immortality. He rolled up his robe sleeves, revealing his strong forearms, and every step he took was filled with determination and determination.

When the ax chops the osmanthus tree, it sounds like distant thunder at first, and then like the cracking of gold and stone, it is sonorous and powerful. With every blow of the ax, the wood fibers of the laurel tree will split, revealing new wounds. However, this laurel tree, which has received God-given power, heals so fast that even the eyes cannot catch it. The wound closed in an instant, as if it had never been hurt.

Every drop of Wu Gang's sweat and every effort seemed to be swallowed up by this magical power and became useless.

But Wu Gang was not discouraged. Instead, he forged a more tenacious will in the endless challenges. Every breath he took was synchronized with the moonlight, and every swing of his ax was concentrated with all his strength.

His figure dances alone in the moon palace, as if it is a drama that no one is watching, demonstrating persistence and hope.

Fatigue struck, Wu Gang stopped the ax in his hand and looked up into the depths of the starry sky, looking for the glimmer of dawn. Although there were turmoil in his heart, his face always remained calm.

When he turned around, he saw Prince Danzhu leading three little boys standing behind him to look at him.

His hard work became a show in their eyes.

"Call me daddy." Prince Danzhu said to the three little boys. "father……"

"father……"

"father……"

Three crisp beeps sounded in the lonely Guanghan Palace, and three drops of sweat dropped from Wu Gang's forehead.

Prince Danzhu smiled and said: "Since you came to the Moon Palace, your wife has felt deeply guilty. She was afraid that you would be too lonely in Guanghan Palace, so she asked her three sons to come to the Moon Palace to accompany you. Wu Gang , don’t let down your wife’s affection. No matter what, she is your wife, so you are the nominal father of her three children. You must take good care of these three children and fulfill your duties as a father. "

Prince Danzhu said, leaving his three children behind and went to visit Fairy Chang'e.

Fairy Chang'e had just served the fairy drink to Prince Danzhu when she heard Wu Gang shouting from the yard: "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The cry was filled with unspeakable humiliation, as if it was a low roar of pain squeezed out of the depths of the soul. It was a kind of wailing that was driven into a desperate situation, hoarse and trembling, mixed with the despair of being unable to resist. Every syllable is like dripping blood, hitting the listener's heart heavily and making people shudder.

He screamed so loudly that the air seemed to freeze, and everything around him seemed to bear witness to his misfortune. This sound is the last struggle for dignity, a silent cry of trampled self-esteem, which will move anyone with sympathy.

"I have asked Yuan's wife and His Highness Boling's three children to come to Guanghan Palace to accompany Wu Gang." Prince Danzhu said proudly.

Fairy Chang'e glanced at Prince Danzhu and couldn't help feeling disgusted in her heart. Is this prince a psychopath?
……

In the Baicao Garden, Lu Yu held a banquet by the Tianhu Lake to entertain the old gods.

The old god is the ancestor of medicine in the six realms. He has tasted hundreds of herbs, is famous in the six realms, and has great achievements in hard work. As the god of medicine, he naturally wants to ask him for advice in person.

"The ancestor of Yao has completed his merits and deeds, but he has not gone to heaven to recuperate. Instead, he continues to run around in the world, benefiting the common people, and is admirable." Lu Yu raised a toast to the old god respectfully.

Where could the old god eat? He let out a long sigh and said: "Alas, the old man's family is unlucky and he has no way to teach his grandson, so he made a joke in the six realms..."

As he spoke, he burst into tears and covered his face with his sleeves.

Lu Yu wanted to say a few words of comfort, but his words were pale and anything he said seemed embarrassing. He couldn't say against his will: Your grandson provokes a married woman. This is true love. There is nothing wrong with it?
Let's change the topic and discuss some medical prescriptions, medicinal stones, etc.

Lu Yu then asked the ancestor of medicine for knowledge about herbal medicine, how to identify the authenticity of herbal medicine, how to combine herbal medicine to treat diseases, etc. Yao Zu also shared his in-depth research on herbal medicine and how to use herbal medicine to reconcile the body's yin and yang balance, etc.

Both of them firmly believe that plants in nature are beneficial to the human body. The discussion between the two is in full swing, each sharing their insights. The medicine ancestor talks in the professional field and finally forgets about the mess in his own home.

"I haven't found any fresh herbs for a long, long time..." The old god suddenly said with regret, then his eyes flashed, and he added, "That day, I found some herbs on a mountain on the coast of the East China Sea..."

Hearing the old god mention the coast of the East China Sea, Lu Yu's heart immediately jumped.

"On the coast of the East China Sea, there are more than two mountains. I wonder which mountain Yao Zu went to?"

"That mountain is full of strange peaks and rocks," Yaozu recalled carefully, "It seems to be called... Taimu Mountain."