Chapter 40 It’s time to face it (please give me a monthly ticket at the end of the month!)
call!call!call!
After striking out with this thunderous palm, Tianxuan, who had just entered the Lihe realm and was less than ten years old, could not bear it. When the water flowers blooming on the water surface disappeared and the blue waves returned to calm, heavy breathing like thunder came out of Tianxuan's mouth, and sweat stains covered his head and face.

"Sure enough, it's still a bit forced."

After a few heavy breaths, Tianxuan stood on a huge rock that had been polished into an oval shape by running water. He slowly raised his little hands, felt a slight pain in his arms, and sighed.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
At this time, crisp applause came from behind Tianxuan. The sharp applause echoed in this place, suppressing the roar of the waterfall that had once again shot down from the top of the mountain, and reached Tianxuan's ears.

"Junior brother, is this the Paiyun Palm you imagined?"

Before the applause died down, an old voice filled with praise sounded behind Tianxuan.

Tianxuan turned around and saw his senior brother Chisongzi, the head of the sect with white hair and beard and ruddy complexion, who had arrived at the edge of the pond at some point.

"good."

In the past two years, Tianxuan wanted to integrate the Misty Palm with Taoist techniques and martial arts to create a set of palm techniques that belonged to him. This was no secret to Bei Mingzi and Chi Songzi. In fact, Tianxuan received much guidance from Bei Mingzi and Chi Songzi during the initial creation process.

Seeing Chisongzi coming, Tianxuan's handsome face broke into a sincere smile from the bottom of his heart, and he flew up from the boulder.

His toes tapped lightly on the water, looking very graceful. After a few ups and downs, Tianxuan returned to the shore.

"Brother Chisongzi," Tianxuan returned to the shore and looked at the waterfall intently. He saw two palm prints vaguely visible on the mountain wall behind the waterfall that dropped three thousand feet. "This is only the first move of the Paiyun Palm. If you want to completely create the Paiyun Palm with a total of twelve moves in my idea, it will take at least three to five years, and at most ten to eight years."

"Junior brother, you are still young, you must not rush for success."

In the past two years, because Bei Mingzi was old, Chi Songzi mostly taught Tian Xuan skills. After spending time with him day and night, Chi Songzi had to admit that his junior brother was indeed a rare genius who could always draw inferences from one example. However, because Tian Xuan had outstanding talent and was not very old, Chi Songzi was afraid that Tian Xuan would rush for success and go astray.

"Brother Chisongzi, I understand."

Tasting the deep worry in Chisongzi's tone, Tianxuan felt warmed in the heart and said sincerely.

"In less than five years, I have gone from being a child who knows nothing about martial arts to a master of the Lihe realm who can release his own power. I know, without you telling me, that this speed of improvement is a burden to me. Therefore, in the next five years at least, I will work hard to hone myself and lay a solid foundation."

"That's good." Chisongzi swept his eyes across Tianxuan, and saw the sincerity hidden in Tianxuan's black and shiny gemstone eyes. His tense heartstrings relaxed slightly, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"By the way," the reason why Chisongzi appeared here was because Tianxuan usually liked to practice martial arts here, so when he had something to find Tianxuan, he would come here to try his luck. But he didn't expect that he would happen to encounter Tianxuan breaking through the shackles and entering the state of separation and union, and the first move of the rudimentary Paiyun Palm appeared in the world.

After the discussion between the fellow apprentices, Chisongzi thought of the important matter.

"Junior brother, how much of the second volume of your Honghuang - Lich Tribulation - have you completed? Widow Qing sent someone to urge you to finish the manuscript of at least 50,000 words as soon as possible so that it can be printed and published by her publishing house. In addition, your share of the profits during this period has also been prepared, a total of 10,000 taels of gold!"

"Ten thousand taels of gold", when it comes to this number, even though Chisongzi has seen a lot of storms, he is still a little dumbfounded.

What is the concept of 10,000 taels of gold? It is enough to cast seven or eight golden men weighing 100 kilograms. Ordinary people probably dare not even think about this number. Even in Tianxuan's previous life, when gold and silver had been abandoned, if there were 10,000 taels of gold, it would be enough for a family of four to do nothing and live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

"So much?" Tianxuan, the person involved, was also shocked. For a moment, he had an impulse in his heart, 'Why not take this money to find a safe place and live comfortably for the rest of my life'. Fortunately, he still had reason and knew that in the next thirty years, the land of Kyushu would not be peaceful. After being reborn, Tianxuan really couldn't accept that he had spent his life in such a mediocre way. He had to do something spectacular. "It seems that my "Honghuang" is very popular!"

"That's natural."

Honghuang, which integrates the scattered mythological systems in the land of Jiuzhou, constructs a vast world where Pangu created the world and Taoism and demons compete with each other. In addition, the immortal system that starts from the celestial immortals and advances all the way to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is even more serious. As time goes by, Honghuang has spread throughout the land of Jiuzhou, and even the common people who are not literate can tell a few stories.

In some places, buildings such as Sanqing Temple, Donghuang Temple, and Tiandi Temple have begun to be built to worship the great supernatural beings in the ancient stories.

When Chisongzi heard Tianxuan say this, he felt a little emotional.

"Yesterday, someone suggested to me that we should enshrine the tablet of Taoist Hongjun in the Taiqing Temple and offer incense to the founder of our Taoism!"

"Brother Chisongzi, it's just adding a new divine seat, so what's the harm?" Tianxuan said indifferently.

Chi Songzi smiled bitterly, "Really?"

After he finished speaking, Chisongzi glared at Tianxuan angrily.

It is true that Tianxuan's "Honghuang" is of great benefit to the promotion of Taoist doctrines. However, if the Taoists really accept the mythological system of Honghuang, it is tantamount to adding a few more gods above Laozi. In Chisongzi's view, this is tantamount to deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors and blaspheming the ancestors.

"Brother Chisongzi, where did I go in the manuscript I handed in last time?"

Tianxuan naturally knew why Chisongzi was glaring at him and wisely changed the subject.

Chisongzi said: "Master Hongjun has finished preaching three times in Zixiao Palace, and is about to pass down the foundation of enlightenment - Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Although Chisongzi didn't like having more ancestors above Laozi, it didn't mean he didn't like this story. In fact, every time Tianxuan finished a manuscript, Chisongzi would read it before sending someone down the mountain.

"Brother Chisongzi, lend me ten disciples." Tianxuan pondered, "Also, tell the people sent by Guafu Qing. In half a month, I will take the manuscript to Duyou and ask them to arrange for someone to receive it there!"

"Junior brother, you want to go down the mountain?" Chi Songzi was stunned, "Why?"

Tianxuan's expression changed, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes: "Some things have to be faced!"

As he spoke, a low-pressure aura emanated from Tianxuan. He didn't look like a child under ten years old at all, but rather a vicissitudes of life who had seen a lot.

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