The fairy father

"What's wrong, uncle?"

"Ahem, um, Pindao is thinking," Master Huang Long hesitated a little, "How about we go inside and talk?"

"Uncle, please."

Li Ping'an closed the doors and windows, and Master Huang Long set up a barrier. The two sat in front of and behind the desk in tacit agreement. Master Huang Long was about to speak, but he couldn't help but sigh.

"Why are uncles sighing?" Li Ping'an asked with concern.

"Alas," Master Huang Long's old face showed a bit of bitterness, "You may not know Ping An, uncle, I... the whole of ancient times has been too miserable..."

Li Ping'an:...

"Back then, Pindao was a dragon clan fighting against dragons."

Huanglong Zhenren waved his sleeves, and magnificent scrolls of heaven and earth were thrown towards Li Ping'an's shop.

The battle between dragons and phoenixes, the collapse of heaven and earth, the ancient Pangu land was in pieces. The masters of the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn led hundreds of tribes to fight continuously until the bird-like creatures completely lost power, the ancestor dragon fell, and the first phoenix returned to the immortal volcano and fell into silence forever.

"It was the most brutal time of the war. Although Pindao was born not long ago, he still had the fighting power of the Golden Immortal. As a result, he was beaten to pieces by the Phoenix Clan master's palm.

"Pindao thought he was dead like this, with his body lying on the ground, until the teacher appeared in front of Pindao and took Pindao into his sleeve.

"Then Pindao entered that small courtyard, that small courtyard in Kunlun Mountain..."

Master Huang Long expressed emotion and told the story of that year.

At that time, the Sanqing family had not yet separated, and they lived in a small courtyard in Kunlun Mountain. There were many caves near the courtyard, but the owners of those caves slowly disappeared in the long river of time.

The courtyard was still very lively at that time.

Taiqing Laozi practiced in the thatched cottage in the center on weekdays. Every time a little bit of Taoist charm spread out, the strange creatures in the small courtyard benefited a lot.

Huanglong had his backbone broken and was kept in a pool in the corner. Every day he maintained his three-foot golden dragon body, swimming around and listening to the sound of the Three Pure Paths.

"To be honest, Pindao is actually the fourth foreign creature in the small courtyard, but he became a disciple later."

Master Huang Long continued to speak slowly with stars in his eyes.

Sanyou Courtyard was so lively at that time.

As Sanqing became famous, visitors continued to come to consult with him.

At that time, there was only an old man with a peach on his head in the yard, who liked to play chess with Yuanshi Tianzun.

The heroic Tongtian Cult Master, every time he stretched out of seclusion, he would start to be nagged by Yuanshi Tianzun, saying that he was not standing properly, was not sitting properly, what was wrong with Dao Wu, and his posture for beheading the three corpses was not right. etc.

The Master Tongtian had two disciples at that time, a treasure-hunting mouse and a little girl, who are now Taoist Duobao and the Golden Spirit Mother.

The treasure-hunting rat is really powerful. Whenever a treasure is about to be released, it will dig a hole out of thin air and go there. It can always put the treasure into its belly before the treasure is released.

For this matter, many experts who were stationed to guard the treasure came to the small courtyard;

But every time, Yuanshi Tianzun just snorted, and these masters withdrew in despair.

Master Huang Long said with emotion: "It is because of these things that the teacher looks down on Senior Brother Duobao."

"I see...but..."

Li Ping'an was just about to ask, 'What does this have to do with what you are about to say?', but seeing the white border of 'flashback' appearing around Huang Long's body again, he forcibly endured it.

Anyway, Xu Xuntian hasn't come back yet, so he is not in a hurry and starts researching immediately. He can just listen to Uncle Huang Long's verbose words.

In the kitchen not far away, an ancient spirit turtle who had crushed Master Huanglong in a certain Taoist realm was holding a bowl of steamed pork with his ears raised and listening carefully.

She had to keep an eye on the new Emperor and not be abducted by the masters from Chanjiao.

Master Huanglong continued to talk about what happened that year.

Because Duobao kept getting into trouble and couldn't transform for a long time, Master Tongtian later brought back a little turtle and a little girl with a congenital creature, and Yuanshi Tianzun's patience reached its limit.

The second child and the third child among the Three Pure Ones had a big quarrel.

Yuanshi Tianzun said that the leader of Tongtian Cult did not have the ability to be a master. He accepted disciples but did not teach them and repeatedly caused trouble. He always accepted these disciples with shallow blessings and shallow foundations. Not only did he not benefit himself, he also used his own blessings to support these disciples. Creatures.

The leader of Tongtian Cult held his neck straight and said: 'I only need to accept the disciples, and it's not for you, second brother, to accept them! ’

Yuanshi Tianzun was furious at that time and said many harsh words.

Huang Long remembered clearly that it was the first time that Tongtian Cult Leader talked back to Yuanshi Tianzun. Before that, Tongtian Cult Leader either laughed and laughed or listened honestly.

Huang Long always felt that the words Yuanshi Tianzun said at that time were largely angry words.

The only reason he was angry was because of Tongtian Cult Leader's contradiction.

That became the trigger for the separation of the Sanqing family. Within a few days of the quarrel, the leader of Tongtian left with his four disciples and went to open a dojo overseas.

Then about another thousand years later, Taiqing beheaded the three corpses, said goodbye to Yuanshi Tianzun, and went to build a thatched cottage above the Nine Heavens.

The originally lively courtyard disappeared from the second brother's scolding of the third brother. There were gradually more rumors about the three Qings and the three friends in the world. The three Qings never went to the small courtyard to get together again. They became the leader of each other and treated each other as brothers. say.

Pangu Yuanshen transformed the three pure beings with one breath, so the three of them are brothers.

"well!"

Master Huang Long murmured:

"At that time, the teacher was sitting in the small courtyard, feeling lonely and desolate. It made the poor man feel very sad to see him.

"When someone comes to visit, the teacher doesn't smile much anymore. From time to time, he goes to the house where Master Tongtian lived..."

Li Pingan understood.

"Uncle Master," Li Ping'an said with a touch of emotion in his eyes, "You want to say that the three Qings are actually brothers. Because the small conflicts back then were very tense, and there were occasional frictions in the teachings and teachings, you want to make them I, the quasi-Celestial Emperor, have tried my best to see if I can resolve the conflicts of the past and fundamentally avoid the Dao Immortal Tribulation? The pattern of my uncle is really eye-catching!"

The Virgin Mother of Turtle Spirit in the kitchen next door also had a lot of emotion on her face.

She actually misunderstood this little golden dragon who had the most professional interpretation of the word "pindao".

Unexpectedly.

"ah?"

Master Huang Long's old eyes blinked again and again.

Li Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Isn't it?"

Master Huang Long whispered: "The conflict between the teacher and the uncle is actually the difference between the teachings of interpretation and interception. This can't be resolved, right?"

"Then you said so much?"

"Ah, Pindao is just sighing," Master Huanglong cleared his throat, "Pindao actually wants to say, if you look at it, Pindao, regardless of his qualifications or time of entry, is actually at the top of the three Taoist sects. Although I became a disciple relatively late, Pindao went to the small courtyard first."

The corners of Li Ping'an's mouth twitched slightly: "Then?"

"Then... hehe."

Master Huang Long whispered:

"I watched your Heavenly Court meeting today. I feel that this new Heavenly Court is very exciting. Instead of being pretentious and missing the opportunity, I should take action decisively and bet directly on Heavenly Court before Heavenly Court rises!

"Look, can you give me a high-ranking official title for my uncle?"

Li Ping'an smiled bitterly: "How can you appoint an official before the Heavenly Court is established? What's more, this will depend on your future contribution to the Heavenly Court. Heaven is watching, and no one can abuse their power."

"Pindao understands, Pindao understands, Pindao means to be appointed a high official in the future or something like that."

Master Huanglong put his hands in his sleeves and muttered:

"Pindao will just listen to your orders later and fight with the Western Cult. How about you intercede with Tiandao first and ask him to give Pindao recognition?

"In the previous fight with Fenghou, the small Lingbao sword in Pindao's hand almost exploded. If Pindao hadn't been distracted to protect the sword, how could Pindao be tied up by Fenghou so easily."

"I probably understand what you mean, uncle."

Li Pingan groaned for a few times and said seriously:

"I can't guarantee anything else, but I can give you a promise and a suggestion, Uncle Master."

"Speak, speak."

"If I need the help of experts later and I have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds, I will definitely give priority to you, Master Huanglong and Master Guiling. They are here to support me. It is a great help to me. How can I not be grateful?"

"This is my promise to you two."

Li Pingan said:

"That suggestion is... Tiandi Temple, Master Huanglong, are you interested?"

Huang Longzhen's eyes were a little confused: "Isn't that the one who collects incense for you?"

"Although I'm not sure yet about the specific functions of the merits of incense, the way of heaven recognizes the merits of incense."

Li Pingan said warmly:

“Right now, the human race has a problem, which is the Divine Court in Nanzhou.

"How did the Divine Court in Nanzhou come into being? In fact, it originated from the continuous sacrifices of the Nanzhou people. The incense and merit gathered together and resonated with the heavens, thus giving birth to a group of gods in the Divine Court.

“Those gods make the Virgin Mother feel a little troublesome, they seem to be rooted in the land of Southern Continent.

"The Tiandi Temple actually imitates the process of this divine court. It must be useful to gather incense and merit first."

Master Huanglong pondered for a few times: "You mean, Pindao also went to the Tiandi Temple to set up a memorial tablet?"

"It's too small," Li Ping'an said, "The layout is too small."

"What to do?"

"Thirty-six statues will be reserved in the Tiandi Temple. Currently, there are only two. One is the statue of the Emperor of Heaven and the other is the statue of the Xu family's sister-in-law. The latter is responsible for the temple blessing."

Li Pingan said slowly:

"The Xu family's sister-in-law now has the body of an acquired god, and she will be responsible for blessing and fulfilling things, so that the Tiandi Temple becomes efficacious.

"But Tiandi Temple still lacks a few guardians who can intimidate everyone and make Xiaoxiao dare not make mistakes."

Master Huang Long blinked: "I am a poor Taoist who wants to be a Dharma Protector? Is this appropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate?" Li Ping'an said with a smile, "When the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven is built, you will transform into a real body and travel between heaven and earth for a while, use your magic power, dragon body, and Taoist charm to overwhelm Dongzhou, and then fall into In the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven, coiled on the dome of the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven... As long as the incense in the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven is prosperous, don't you count as having made a contribution to the way of heaven?"

"That's good! It's settled then!"

Master Huang Long slapped his thigh and his eyes flashed:

"It has to be you, Ping An! I won't say thank you for my kindness. If one day I can be recognized by heaven and my bad luck subsides, I will have a big banquet to express my gratitude!"

Li Pingan nodded with a smile and sighed slightly in his heart.

Master Huanglong...it's so easy to fool him.

In the kitchen next door, Gui Lingling thought about it carefully, and finally gave up the idea of ​​coming over and recommending herself.

She can actually perform flying to the sky, escape from the earth, and overwhelm Dongzhou.

However, it was a bit shameful to do it in front of outsiders, so I thought about it and let it go.

…

In the following days, Master Huanglong was particularly concerned about the progress of the first Tiandi Temple. He followed Elder Yan Sheng every day and constantly made suggestions for the design of the dome of the main hall of the temple.

Li Ping'an's small courtyard gradually became quieter.

Being backlashed by the power of heaven and unable to practice, he could only read more, gain more insights, and figure out how to refine weapons.

Xu Xuntian soon moved to Dong'an City with his wife and daughter.

The follow-up research and development work of the self-propelled fairy armor has officially begun.

Li Ping'an was responsible for coming up with the idea, and Xu Xuntian, the second master of magic weapon refining, was responsible for realizing the idea. The two of them stayed in the underground hall every day, and occasionally went outside the city to do experiments, make some mushroom clouds, and release some small fireworks.

Tianfang Pavilion began to implement the "one report every seven days" system.

Sun Yingying continued to preside over Zuiyue Tower in Dong'an City, where hundreds of Tianfang Pavilion elites were added. She also suspended the service business of Zuiyue Tower, and dedicated herself to collecting news and reporting major events that occurred within seven days to Luo Xuejing in a timely manner.

Jinxian Luo Xuejing made a briefing of these messages and put them on Li Ping'an's desk on time once every seven days.

The Quasi-Celestial Emperor can know everything about the situation in the heaven and earth without leaving home.

Tianfang Pavilion is also actively exploring the worlds outside the world, first selecting hundreds of small worlds, and then repeatedly inspecting and verifying them to find the most suitable small worlds to establish a base for heaven.

There is a vast void between the small world and the main world. Without the Taoist realm of a third-grade heavenly being, it would be difficult to travel.

This work in Tianfang Pavilion will take about several years. It should wait for Li Ping'an to recover from his injuries before he can give "cautious advice".

Zhuyun Sect has begun to actively expand.

Wan Yunzong made a rule not to open new stores back then;

But that was established by Wanyun Sect, what does it have to do with Zhuyun Sect?

With a wave of Li Dazhi's hand, Zhuyun Sect's new store and new magic weapon production line were built. Zhuyun Sect began to buy spiritual veins everywhere and forcibly took the spiritual veins from several immortal dynasties near Linzheng Immortal Dynasty. ', in order to avenge the previous siege of Linzheng Immortal Dynasty by these immortal dynasties.

Li Dazhi was also furious.

Whether it is establishing the Heavenly Court or maintaining its operation, massive resources are required.

Li Dazhi stays with Kong Ming Lao Dao every day and happens to have free time to make plans.

The success of the mahjong parlor chain made Li Dazhi deeply aware of the boredom of casual practitioners in various towns in Dongzhou and the lack of entertainment options.

Therefore, he planned to develop entertainment industries such as "Foot Bath Chain", "Dongzhou Bathhouse Chain", and "Practice Culture Stage" within a few years.

Li Dazhi's plan is to first earn the spiritual stones that others have not yet had time to earn, and then when they develop and grow, they can then use their cost advantage to enter industries controlled by certain forces... such as tailor shops and the like.

Li Ping'an doesn't need to worry about these anymore, just let his father figure it out.

Time flies, half a year slips away quietly.

In the afternoon of that day, Li Pingan, with a tired face, offered incense to the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, the Four Human Emperors, the Holy Mother Goddess, and Teacher Yun Zhongzi, left the Underground Immortal Palace, and stretched back to his study.

On the table is the latest briefing from Tianfang Pavilion;

In the warm sunshine outside the window, there is a little girl named Gui Lingling curled up in a hanging chair, basking in the sun and sleeping in, with a sweet smile on her little face, and the crispness of the snacks is still left at the corner of her mouth. Skin.

After half a year of trying delicious food, Gui Lingling, one of the four disciples of the inner sect of Jiejiao, especially loves sweets and snacks.

Li Ping'an looked at her and couldn't help but think of his wife and master again.

Although the junior sister and wife should be in the comatose state of reshaping the body now, the master is also impacting the golden immortal realm in the Jiangshan Sheji Diagram that can speed up the years;

But it has been half a year, and I should have written two letters.

Even if they can't see it now, they will definitely be very happy to get the letter when they leave customs.

So, Li Ping'an decided to get those papers later, and ordered Wen Ling'er to get paper and pen and spread them out on the table.

Wen Ling'er studied the ink gently and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Zu, when are you going to pay homage to the Taiqing leader? This is what Senior Lingling asked me to ask before going to bed."

"When I recover from my injuries," Li Ping'an said, "I will need my magic power to go to the Nine Heavens."

"Oh," Wen Ling'er responded, tilting her head to look at Li Ping'an writing there.

At this time, in the underground incense hall, the portrait of the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty floated slightly, and a faint Taoist rhyme spread.

The jade pen Li Ping'an held condensed slightly, his expression became a bit hazy, and a drop of immortal ink slowly fell.

Tick ​​tock.

There were shallow ripples on the tabletop, and the ripples turned into a small pond.

He looked up and looked around, only to see that he was sitting cross-legged under a banyan tree on the edge of a cliff. The setting sun was shining with warm golden light, and the breeze brought the laughter of children in the distance.

There was a slight hazy feeling at the edge of Li Ping'an's vision, as if he was dreaming.

"Peace? Why are you here?"

A slightly surprised call came from the side.

Li Ping'an turned around and looked slightly stunned.

Yes, Patriarch Kong Ming.