The Supreme Being

"It's just the beginning of summer, how can the weather change at any time?" Liu Yuntao blurted out.

The sky had been clear and clear before, and I had no idea of ​​bringing an umbrella with me when I went out. I wonder if my uncle’s store has any extra ones?

The weather was gloomy, and the afternoon felt like evening. There was constant thunder, but there was no rain or lightning, which was very strange.

Fei Zhengtao looked up at the sky and said calmly: "There is a supermarket at the entrance of the market. If you don't bring an umbrella, I will buy one for you later."

"Okay, thank you." Liu Yuntao seemed to be infected by this calmness. Her mood recovered and she forgot about the thunder. She turned to the back of the shop and shouted: "Uncle, there are guests!"

"Come on, come on." The gray-haired old man came out with a carving knife, looked at the painting in Liu Yuntao's hand, and then at Fei Zhengtao, "You want to carve this? What size? What kind of wood should you use?"

Fei Zhengtao repeated the request, and the old man nodded slightly: "It's not complicated. I can pick it up after next Thursday."

"That was still Sunday afternoon." As a senior high school student, Fei Zhengtao only had this half day to make arrangements freely.

Boom!

The thunder was low, there was no lightning, and dark clouds decorated the market like the end of the world. Liu Yuntao watched Fei Zhengtao pay the deposit, turned around and left. Seeing that it was not raining, he did not care about the umbrella and picked up the wood carving gift he had chosen. I said hello to my uncle and prepared to go home.

At this moment, she saw Fei Zhengtao running over, holding two disposable umbrellas worth ten yuan in his hand, and said with a smile: "It might rain heavily on the road."

Seeing Fei Zhengtao's sunny smile and white teeth, without any flinch or shyness about giving gifts to girls, as if he was doing something natural, Liu Yuntao suddenly felt that this guy was very good.

In Class 6, Grade 3, she was a pretty good-looking girl, and there were always many boys trying to please her, including some from other classes. But this time, it was obviously a matter of pleasing her, and they took it for granted.

"Thank you." Liu Yuntao took the umbrella and smiled politely. Her impression of Fei Zhengtao had officially changed from a timid, pale and boring classmate to a good boy.

Holding umbrellas, the two walked outside the market. Liu Yuntao asked casually: "Which god is the wooden statue you want to carve?"

"Gods... forget it." Fei Zhengtao thought for a while and felt that Emperor Yuan was more powerful than most of the gods he knew, and these gods were from the story, "They are also my ancestors."

He said frankly.

"Ancestor?" Liu Yuntao looked at Fei Zhengtao strangely. This was a title only found in ancient Taoist temples.

Fei Zhengtao smiled and said: "Because I was thin, I learned martial arts from a master. This Emperor Yuan was the founder of the sect."

"Emperor Yuan?" Liu Yuntao chewed on these two words and felt that he was quite noble, simple and majestic.

It turned out that they were carving wooden statues to worship the ancestors. Tao suddenly realized it and said with a smile: "Master, if any of our classmates are bullied in the future, I have to ask you to draw your sword and help."

She deliberately used movie lines and said that she was not surprised about learning martial arts, because there were several students in the class who studied taekwondo and karate, and it was normal to practice ancient martial arts.

The two of them chatted casually. The three-year classmates didn't talk as much as they did today. They didn't leave until they left the market.

Seeing Fei Zhengtao leaving without any fuss, without any hesitation, as if he really had no intention of pursuing anything, Liu Yuntao nodded slightly and felt that this classmate was beyond appearances, or could learning martial arts really change a person's spirit?

At this time, Fei Zhengtao's mind was filled with all the symbols of universal awareness, transporting the heavens, accumulating energy in the Dantian, Master Da Qinggen's instructions and requests, all the bizarre heavens and all the worlds, all shopping malls and forums. And live broadcasts, like all teenagers who are severely addicted to the Internet, how can they have time to pay attention to what their female classmates are doing.

A week later, Fei Zhengtao came to the Flower and Bird Craft Market again.

The weather during this period was very strange. It seemed like there was going to be a heavy rain last time, but it never cleared up. There were always dark clouds and thunder. The day was like evening, but there was no rain or electricity, so it didn't cause any damage. It caused a storm. I helped meteorological experts discuss it, but they couldn't come up with a reason. Some people suspected that it was due to industrial pollution. I also asked Master Da Qinggen about this problem, but he just said not to worry about it.

As soon as Fei Zhengtao entered, he saw Liu Yuntao in front of her. Behind her was a man who pretended to be nonchalant. Seeing the right time, he took out the tweezers and took out the mobile phone in Liu Yuntao's pocket.

Liu Yuntao was also alert. When she noticed it, she turned around suddenly and shouted: "Catch the thief!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Fei Zhengtao take a step forward and catch up with the thief. He reached out with his left hand, twisted his arm, pulled it back, and raised his right shoulder. He immediately knocked the thief unconscious and lost all resistance. ability.

The whole process was so graceful and flowing, like a dance, that Liu Yuntao was stunned until the thief groaned in pain and woke up.

"Master, you are so awesome! Thank you." Liu Yuntao praised and thanked her with a semi-exaggerated tone.

Fei Zhengtao smiled and said: "It's nothing, I am a martial arts student."

Picking up the phone and waiting for the marketing management to come over, Liu Yuntao asked curiously: "Which sect do you follow? It looks much better than those who learn Taekwondo."

"Yuxu Palace." Fei Zhengtao answered calmly. No one knew about it anyway.

"Oh." Liu Yuntao didn't know, so she joked, "Master, can you teach me self-defense?"

"You can learn it if you really want to." Fei Zhengtao did not refuse and said with a smile, "I have been thinking about setting up a martial arts club after college and teaching students who want to learn it in the name of the 'Yuanhuang' Patriarch. After graduation, I can save enough money Just opening a martial arts school cannot bury the martial arts passed down by the founder of Emperor Yuan."

Listening to Fei Zhengtao's talk, with clear goals and full confidence, Liu Yuntao sincerely praised: "That's great of you. You know what you want to do and how to prepare for it. I'm about to take the college entrance examination and I still don't know what major to apply for."

Fei Zhengtao smiled and said nothing more. His biggest goal is to become successful in martial arts, enter Qingming for the first time, and be able to go to the real world.

After handing over the thief and taking notes, the two came to the wood carving shop. The old man was immersed in carving and said with focused eyes: "Don't worry, there are still finishing touches."

His men kept moving, polishing the details, while Fei Zhengtao and Liu Yuntao watched quietly.

When the wood carving was completed and the statue of "Emperor Yuan" was completely revealed in the world, the three people's eyes lit up at the same time, everything was silvery white.

This was the lightning that lit up the sky and the earth, and then the roar of thunder erupted, shaking the buildings throughout the city and making the doors and windows clang.

Boom!

A bolt of blue lightning struck, breaking the window and hitting the statue. The scattered silver snakes danced wildly, making the place feel like the center of a thunderstorm.

The silver snake disappeared, and Fei Zhengtao subconsciously blocked Liu Yuntao and the old man, but none of the three were injured, and even the statue of Emperor Yuan left no trace. It seemed that the green thunder just now was just an illusion.

The sound of water dripping and the sound of water sounded, and the heavy rain that had been brewing for a week came down majestically, as if it was released.

"Is everything okay?" The old man picked up the statue and looked left and right, feeling extremely strange.

Fei Zhengtao looked at the wooden sculpture and felt that the "Statue of Emperor Yuan" had an indescribable flavor, like the kind of statue that had been enshrined for hundreds or thousands of years.

"It's fine." Feeling confused, he paid the deposit, picked up the statue of Emperor Yuan, said goodbye to Liu Yuntao, and returned home.

At Fei Zhengtao's home, he placed this small wooden sculpture on his desk, and then he sat cross-legged under the majestic, solemn and free-spirited statue of Emperor Yuan, with a calm expression and long breathing, moving the heavens.

The statue of Emperor Yuan stands quietly, sacred and profound.

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Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, inside the meditation room.

Behind Meng Qi, the darkness suddenly dimmed, as if a certain universe had been penetrated, and a majestic and solemn statue with five veins and long beards appeared. The statue was twisted and unstable, and it was still illusory. It was still some distance away from the mark. It needed time to settle and adjust. Completely consistent.

Two snakes of chaos were swallowed from his nostrils. The light and shadow behind him changed, and multiple universes emerged. In addition to the statues of gods, there were eight more phantoms. One of them was an indescribable creature that was like a condensed ball of billions of light. It connected many different time and space, and had the ability to accommodate everything. The message, one is two huge Transformers, representing destruction and creation respectively, merging with each other, returning to the original, turning into a monkey-like Prime, and the other is an unknown person wearing a golden holy robe and disappearing in the long river of history. Saint Seiya, eyes closed, sitting cross-legged in front of the huge stone Buddha statue, peaceful and calm, pure and unchanging...

Different universes have different forms, but these are extremely powerful images, with descriptions that transcend the universe and are close to legends. Meng Qi is still a long way from turning them into imprints and integrating them into historical legends.

At this moment, the acupoints all over his body have been opened, but there are still some obstacles to transform the internal organs into the heavens. After all, the heavens are higher than all realms, are everywhere, and have extremely high essence. Only those who have reached the realm of creation can practice in this way. The realm of reality, but Meng Qi's immortal Yuanshi body has a special nature, so he has to cultivate it now.

Of course, this is not the real heaven, but even if it is close to the heaven, it is not so easy to practice.

In other words, Meng Qi was slower than himself in judging, and he was still one step away from becoming an immortal.

"Just by retreating, I'm afraid it will take a long time to break through." Meng Qi opened his eyes, and nine phantoms and one real shadow behind him disappeared at the same time, "It's time to enter Yuxu Palace again."

At this time, numerous illusory money shadows and massive amounts of power, merit and moral energy of all sentient beings suddenly appeared in front of him.

Qian Ying belongs to the Dao Harvest corresponding to the virtual currency "Yuanhuang Coin". The power, merit and moral energy of all living beings come from the Great Zhou Court and the Universal Knowledge Sphere respectively. No matter what kind of world it is, as long as the upper level does not completely plunder the lower level, It will eventually develop in the direction of convenient interaction. This is the current situation in the real world. As for why it is not the other way around, of course it is because of my own preferences.

The shadow of money, the power of sentient beings, the energy of merit and morality are rolling, brewing changes, and seem to be condensing into a magic weapon or a refining object.

Meng Qi opened his mouth, inhaled these things, took one step forward, and descended into the world of gods.

He knew that every move he made could not be hidden from the eyes of the big shots, so this time it would be very dangerous.