Chapter 45 Donghuang Taiyi: Modify the ending! (Please vote for me at the end of the month!)

Bashu Tower.

In the early morning, as soon as the Bashu Building opened its doors, countless people filed in.

Even some common people who could not afford the tea and could not get in at all, as long as they had nothing to do, would gather in groups of three or five near the Bashu Tower, peeking their heads into the tower and listening to the words coming out of the tower.

Snapped!
Although Tianxuan, who came up with the story of "Honghuang", has become a disciple of the Tianzong master, Bei Mingzi, and it is impossible for him to tell stories in Bashulou. However, Bashulou is the first place where Honghuang was spread. Moreover, Tianxuan has cooperated with the boss behind Bashulou, Ba Guafu Qingcun, and the manuscripts of Honghuang will be handed over to her for printing and publishing.

Due to multiple factors, even though there were already countless storytellers telling stories about the ancient times in Xianyang City, most of the dignitaries who were obsessed with these stories still liked to listen to stories in the Bashu Tower.

On the high platform that once belonged to Tianxuan, stood a young man who looked to be in his twenties, gentle and elegant. He struck the gavel, and the crisp sound spread throughout the three floors of Bashu Building. In an instant, Bashu Building was completely silent, and countless people's eyes were focused on this storyteller who was rumored to be a novelist.

"It is said that when Taoist Hongjun preached in Zixiao Palace, his mouth shone like lotus flowers, springs gushed out of the earth, and endless principles of Taoism collided with each other, and the Three Thousand Great Daos circulated around Taoist Hongjun. As a result, the Three Pure Ones, the Styx Patriarch, the Emperor of Heaven Dijun, the Emperor of the East Taiyi and other great supernatural powers who came to listen to his teachings were all intoxicated and immersed in the perception of the Three Thousand Great Daos.

......"

This storyteller is indeed quite talented. Although he does not have the blessing of being a creator like Tianxuan, his voice is warm and pleasant, and his words are very contagious, as if he wants to bring all the guests in Bashu Tower to the Zixiao Palace, which in the ancient stories hangs high outside the thirty-three heavens and suppresses the chaos outside the sky.

Brush and pull!

The third floor of Bashu Building.

As a creator, Tian Xuan, who had read countless ancient novels in his previous life, would not indulge in storytelling. Leaning on the window sill, his warm gaze fell like a waterfall, looking around the Bashu Building, capturing the intoxicated faces of everyone, and feeling emotional.

[Honghuang has become popular all over the world and has a complete mythology system. After thousands of years, it will surely become the orthodoxy of China, enough to resist the invasion of foreign religions to the greatest extent! ]

Swish!
Tianxuan's gaze only touched Bashu Tower for a moment and then was retracted like lightning.

In the private room where he was, the mysterious and unpredictable leader of the Yin-Yang School, Donghuang Taiyi, was reading the manuscript with a pair of hands wearing gilded gloves, with relish, making a crisp sound. This time, the manuscript that Tianxuan sorted out was about 50,000 words.

After Donghuang Taiyi read it, 10,000 words of it were taken away by Widow Qing and handed over to the storyteller. The other 40,000 words of the manuscript are now in Donghuang Taiyi's hands. The highest leader of the Yin-Yang family unceremoniously used his own military power and status to get a sneak peek.

The noble and graceful Moon Goddess and the cold and elegant Princess Yan, the two sisters stood on the left and right behind Donghuang Taiyi. The two sisters' beautiful eyes showed mixed emotions of playfulness, exploration, curiosity, etc., looking at Tianxuan, as if they wanted to penetrate Tianxuan's skin and flesh to see his flesh and blood.

"The holy position was actually divided among the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jie Yin, and Zhunti, and the last holy position was given to Patriarch Hongyun by Taoist Hongjun?"

For those bookworms who were influenced by online literature in Tianxuan's previous life, the manuscript of 40,000 words would take at most ten minutes, but Donghuang Taiyi spent nearly an hour reading it. Carefully putting down the manuscript in his hand, the magnetic middle-aged man, the highest leader of the Yin-Yang School, expressed disappointment in his voice. Donghuang Taiyi plagiarized the name of the ancient emperor Donghuang Taiyi in Qu Yuan's Nine Songs. In Tianxuan's prehistoric story, there is also a "Donghuang Taiyi", who came from the sun star transformed by Pangu's one glance. He is a divine bird with golden light, a feather crown on his head, and dancing tail feathers. He stands on three legs - the incarnation of the three-legged golden crow, and is the first master of the prehistoric world after Hongjun Taoist.

Let me ask you, how could Donghuang Taiyi not feel involved?
"Tianxuanzi, can you help His Majesty Donghuang obtain the last holy position?" After sighing, a sharp gaze shot out from under Donghuang Taiyi's hollow mask, and fell on Tianxuan like an arrow from a bow. In an instant, Tianxuan, who had reached the Lihe realm, felt as if a thorn in his back.

The intuition of a master told Tianxuan that he was as weak as a baby in front of Donghuang Taiyi.

[Sure enough, this old ghost's strength is not inferior to the master! ]

Under the gaze of Donghuang Taiyi, Tianxuan had this thought in his mind.

"Your Excellency Donghuang, I'm sorry." Facing Donghuang Taiyi's gaze, Tianxuan said in a tough voice, "I can't spoil the plot!"

"No spoilers?" Donghuang Taiyi, who had a terrifying cultivation level far superior to Tianxuan's, heard Tianxuan say this and chewed on the term, "In other words, His Majesty Donghuang did not obtain the final sainthood?"

“Tianxuanzi, since you wrote Honghuang, can’t you revise it?” Yan Fei, who was wearing a dress decorated with a three-legged golden crow pattern, overheard this and came to Tianxuan’s side gracefully, exhaling like orchids, “Your Majesties, Tiandi and Donghuang, are both extremely talented and ambitious. It would be a good thing if they could win the holy throne!”

"That's right!" Moon Goddess rarely agreed with Yan Fei, "Tian Xuanzi, you are the son-in-law of my Yin Yang family, can't you listen to the opinions of your wife's family?"

In the prehistoric stories, the demon race is dominated by the innate gods from the sun and the moon. The two supreme ones: Emperor Dijun and Emperor Taiyi, are the incarnations of the three-legged golden crow, a divine bird from the sun star; the queens: Xihe and Changxi, gave birth to ten golden crows and twelve princesses for Emperor Jun, respectively, and they were from the moon star.

Therefore, people of the Yin-Yang School naturally have a sense of substitution and look forward to their glory!
Yan Fei and Yue Shen came to Tian Xuan, which made Tian Xuan, who had not yet matured, extremely suspicious. If he was not so young, would these two women have sat in his arms? Donghuang Taiyi was the top master in the world. Even in front of Zheng Ge, he was just a partner, not a subordinate.

Such a combination of soft and hard tactics is enough to impress 99% of the people in the world. However, Tianxuan is an exception!
“No!” Tian Xuan frowned, like a little adult, “The story structure has been completed. If you make any changes rashly, it will only ruin the story.”

"'Teacher, I would like to ask you the method of attaining enlightenment!'

In Zixiao Palace, Taoist Hongjun finished his third sermon and was accepted as a registered disciple by him. Taoist Zhunti, whose real body was the first Bodhi tree in the world and who, after communicating with the spirits, refined his shed body into a portable magic weapon, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, asked impatiently.

Taoist Hongjun replied: "There are three thousand great ways, and each one can lead to enlightenment. But in summary, there are only three ways to prove the truth: First, prove the truth with strength, which is the way Pangu, the great god who created the world, took;..."

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At this time, the storyteller's voice came from the outside world, and was about to end the storytelling show.

(End of this chapter)