Chapter 109 The Rise of Faith (200 monthly tickets plus more, please recommend!)

"Uncle Master!"

Following Xiao Ling's call of "Uncle Master", Tianxuan, wearing a fitted grey Taoist robe, appeared in front of him in a dignified manner.

"Xiao Ling, have you had enough of the trouble?"

When their eyes met, Tianxuan caught the infinite excitement in Xiaoling's eyes. He knew that this true sister-con must think that he was here to let him go. Immediately, he frowned and rebuked unhappily.

"Even if I let you go, what can you do?"

"Go to Yin Yang's house to find your sister. I'm afraid that if you appear in front of Xiao Yi, she will kill you without hesitation!"

"No!" Tianxuan's words were like the most ruthless sword, making Xiao Ling's face pale and his chest as if hit by a heavy blow. He involuntarily took a step back and murmured weakly.

Tian Xuan said coldly: "I don't know what happened to Xiao Yi in Yin Yang Family, but I can see that she has become a member of Yin Yang Family through and through. Even if she doesn't kill you, she won't be willing to leave Yin Yang Family with you!" At this point, Tian Xuan's handsome face showed a strong sneer, "Otherwise, Yin Yang Family would not have arranged for her to become my fiancée!"

Xiao Ling was so persistent in finding his sister because he missed the time he spent in Mount Zhongnan and hoped to return to Mount Zhongnan with his sister to continue their happy life. However, Tian Xuan's words dealt a fatal blow to his dream.

"In the end, even if Xiaoyi didn't kill you, she was willing to leave the Yin-Yang family." Tianxuan sneered, "But, Xiaoyi is already the Shao Siming of the Yin-Yang family. Do you think that the people of the Yin-Yang family are all stone carvings and wooden? Do they do nothing and just watch you take away Shao Siming, one of the five elders?"

At this point, thinking of the harassment he had been receiving from Xiao Ling like a vengeful spirit in the past few days, Tian Xuan became furious and punched the little spirit hard.

Xiao Ling's cultivation was imprisoned, and he could not withstand Tian Xuan's punch. It was the night of the full moon, and the dragon's regret backfired. The extremely strong and yang innate qi, even with the assistance of Paiyun Palm and other skills, still reduced Tian Xuan's cultivation to only 50%. The angry punch, even if it was only 50% of the cultivation, still knocked him out the moment it landed on Xiao Ling's chest.

With a low muffled sound, Xiao Ling slammed hard against the snow-white wall, and his body fell along the wall. When he landed on the ground, his throat felt sweet, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"If you really think of yourself as a brother and a man!"

After punching Xiao Ling hard and venting most of the anger that had been pent up for several days, Tian Xuan moved his wrist leisurely and looked down at Xiao Ling who was sitting on the floor.

"Just practice hard and become a strong man, so that you can get your sister back in the future. Instead of being like a grudge woman or a ghost in my house, yelling all day long!"

Although Tianxuan's words were unpleasant to hear, Xiao Ling had to admit that what this uncle said was absolutely right. Instantly, the pale face turned blue and white, and emotions such as realization, regret, and helplessness appeared on Xiao Ling's face one after another like a facial mask. Finally, it turned into helpless shame!
"Junior Brother Tianxuan is absolutely right."

Just as Xiao Ling was struggling to get up, a powerful voice suddenly sounded behind Tian Xuan, which made Tian Xuan and Xiao Ling look happy.

"Senior Brother Head!"

Tianxuan turned around and saw his senior brother Chisongzi, the sect leader whom he had not seen for over a year, standing behind him.

After not seeing him for a year, time seemed to have lost its meaning to Chisongzi. His hair and beard were still white, his figure was still tall, and he was wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe, which highlighted his immortal charm. His eyes, which should have been cloudy, were filled with a warm and brilliant light. As his eyes moved, the majesty of the head of the Taoist Tianzong was fully revealed.

"Disciple Xiao Ling, I pay my respects to the Sect Master."

Tian Xuan clasped his fists and bowed to Chi Songzi. As a junior, Xiao Ling knew that the head of the sect must have been here for a while and was likely aware of his cowardly behavior. He lowered his head in shame, knelt on his knees, and paid homage to Chi Songzi. "Xiao Ling, you will return to Zhongnan Mountain with me tomorrow." Chi Songzi looked at Xiao Ling with a look of disappointment, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Until you enter the Lihe realm, you are not allowed to leave Zhongnan Mountain."

"Disciple obeys your command." Xiao Ling lowered his head, not daring to refute.

………………

Xuanyuan Hall.

Xuan, originally means red and black, which is a rather vague color, and hence it is extended to mean profound and mysterious. Yuan, primordial energy, can also be called the initial state of all things.

Tianxuan named the main hall of Tianxuan Temple Xuanyuan Hall, and ordered craftsmen to create statues of Hongjun Daozu and Sanqing according to his own descriptions, and enshrine them in it, which fits his identity as a Taoist disciple. Although, as a time traveler, if people in his previous life knew about burning incense to these clay sculptures and wooden sculptures drawn by himself, they would definitely be ridiculed by many people.

However, coming to this world where the previous life was just an animation, it would be a bit too much to ask Tianxuan to stick to the path of materialism. In addition, Tianxuan wanted to sort out the chaotic mythology system in advance, so he didn't think it was a big deal to pay homage to Hongjun and Sanqing.

"Junior brother, have you really started to worship these beings?"

In front of each statue, there is a wooden altar with the name of the deity written in Qin Dynasty's small seal script. Chisongzi, who was brought here by Tianxuan, glanced at the altar and said with emotion.

Tian Xuan said in a deep voice: "Master Brother, don't tell me that you really don't know about the Pangu Temple, Hongjun Temple, and Nuwa Temple that have been built one after another in the Central Plains, which are closely related to "Honghuang"?"

In troubled times, people's lives are precarious, and most people are not sure whether their heads will still be on their necks tomorrow morning, so they urgently need faith to numb themselves. After the prehistoric stories were compiled and published by Tianxuan, they not only became popular all over the world, but forces such as the Yin-Yang School have even begun to look for the "ancestor" in the prehistoric world.

As an author, Tianxuan worships Taoist Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones. Even though he has never admitted it personally, in the eyes of most people, this in itself is strong evidence of the existence of "Honghuang".

"hehe."

Tianxuan said it unintentionally, but Chisongzi, the listener, took it seriously. Although the third volume of Honghuang is just the beginning, Tianxuan has not yet revealed that the Taishang Laojun, the head of the Three Pure Ones, is the founder of Taoism - Laozi. However, because Honghuang is too popular, the deity of Hongjun has indeed appeared in Taiqing Temple.

Chisongzi could only laugh dryly at Tianxuan's words.

"Master Brother,"

In the huge Xuanyuan Hall, there were only Tianxuan and Chisongzi, two brothers with a huge age difference. Tianxuan personally picked up the teacup and poured a cup of fragrant tea for Chisongzi.

"Master, the other brothers and sisters, and the nephews are all right? Nothing serious happened on the mountain, right?"

As he spoke, a deep longing flashed across Tianxuan's eyes.

After he joined the Tianzong sect, Bei Mingzi, Chi Songzi, and other disciples had never treated Tian Xuan unfairly. After leaving Zhongnan Mountain for more than a year, Tian Xuan missed them a little.

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