Chapter 58: Love for My Son (Please give me a reward on Monday!)

The old man seemed to have lost all his energy and spirit due to these words, as if he had aged by ten years in an instant.

Bang!
When the old man dragged his lame leg and turned to walk into the city, he stumbled and fell to the ground like an ordinary old man.

"Old grayhead!"

Shopkeeper Li, who had been friends with the old man for many years and had served together in the tent of Bai Qi, the Lord of Wu'an, was not far away. Seeing the old man fall to the ground, Shopkeeper Li rushed forward and helped the old man up.

"I'm old, really old!" The old man stood up, wiped the dust off his cheeks, and laughed at himself, "It seems that my old bones can only live for a few more months before I have to go into the coffin."

When Shopkeeper Li heard what Old Cangtou said, his expression changed drastically, and he looked anxious: "Old Cangtou, since you know that you are going to die soon, why did you let that brat Tianxuan leave? I will send someone to chase him and ask him to come back quickly to accompany you for the last period of time!"

Having said that, Shopkeeper Li called his entourage to his side.

"No need, Old Li." The old man stopped Manager Li and said earnestly, "Xiao Xuanzi has won the king's favor and specializes in telling stories for the queen mother. The king has even arranged for him to follow the eldest son. Calling him back now will only anger the king and have no other effect!"

"Let's take a gamble! Let's see if my old bones can hold out until Xiao Xuanzi comes back!"

After listening to the old man's words, Shopkeeper Li was moved and helpless. All his words were condensed into one complex word: "You!"

"Old Li, based on my understanding of Xiao Xuanzi, if he doesn't get to see me for the last time, he will definitely not forget to burn three sticks of incense for me during festivals in the future." The old man smiled carefreely, with an indifference to life and death, "This is enough!"

Seeing that the old man had made up his mind, Shopkeeper Li could only accept it and supported his old friend who had experienced many battles as they walked towards the city: "Old man, you are quite open-minded!"

"In life, we should be more open-minded!" The old man didn't care.

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On the phoenix sedan chair, Tianxuan held a newly published manuscript that still retained the scent of ink in his hand. He was telling stories about the ancient times in front of the Queen Mother of Qin, Zhao Ji, who was lying on the phoenix couch with a wrinkled face and skin that had completely lost its luster. She looked like an ordinary old woman who was hanging on to her last breath.

In front of Zhao Ji, Fusu, as the eldest prince of the Great Qin, knelt on the phoenix couch and carefully massaged the legs of his grandmother.

"After Taoist Hongjun finished preaching for the third time, he merged with the Dao in Zixiao Palace and became the incarnation and carrier of the Heavenly Dao. As Taoist Hongjun finished preaching, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Dijun and other people who had listened to Taoist Hongjun's teachings all left Zixiao Palace.

Countless creatures in the prehistoric world, grateful to Taoist Hongjun for preaching three times, leaving a glimmer of hope for transcendence for all living beings, revered Taoist Hongjun as the Taoist Ancestor. Since then, Taoist Hongjun has been called the Taoist Ancestor, in contrast to Luohou, who is revered as the Demon Ancestor! "

……

As the author of this storybook of Honghuang, and having read countless Honghuang novels in his previous life, Tianxuan took on the identity of a storyteller again. His words were very infectious, and he seemed to have really constructed a magnificent and bizarre Honghuang world in front of Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji, who was dying and had only one breath left, looked intoxicated and forgot the pain of the long journey.

Suddenly, a trace of discomfort surged into Tianxuan's heart, and the faint pain interrupted Tianxuan's melodious and mysterious storytelling. "Master Tianxuan, what's wrong?"

The story that was echoing in her ears and trying to relieve the boredom of the journey suddenly stopped. Zhao Ji, who had her eyes half open and half closed, suddenly opened her eyes with displeasure in her eyes and shouted at Tianxuan.

[Old woman, if you hadn't given birth to a good son, I would have killed you! ]

After being scolded by Zhao Ji, Tianxuan felt a surge of anger in his heart and cursed inwardly.

It is true that he is a minister and Zhao Ji is the monarch. However, whether Tianxuan respects a person never depends on the other person's status, but only on whether the other person is a person worthy of respect. Since Zheng Ge assigned the task of telling stories to Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji has been bossing Tianxuan around every day and treating him like a slave. However, she herself has no merits that are worthy of Tianxuan's respect, which has angered Tianxuan.

[Why do I suddenly feel heartache? Is it just angina pectoris, or is there something happening that has something to do with me? ]

While secretly cursing Zhao Ji, Tianxuan had this thought again.

"After Daoist Ancestor Hongjun sealed up Zixiao Palace and merged with Heaven's Dao, becoming the incarnation of Heaven's Dao, the two tribes that were most happy and worried were none other than the witches and demons. The leaders of the witch tribe, the twelve witch ancestors, were proud of having inherited the sacred bloodline of the great god Pangu, and believed that the right to rule the prehistoric world should belong to them. On the contrary, the demon tribe, which advocated the law of the jungle, was also dissatisfied with the arrogance of the witch tribe.

Even though under the auspices of Hongjun Daozu, the witch clan and the demon clan respectively ruled the heaven and earth. However, the demon clan could not stay in the heaven forever; similarly, the witch clan was unwilling to let the demon clan always be above them. The dark clouds of war began to gather again between the two major forces of the witch clan and the demon clan, and a war could break out again at any time.

In this stagnant and depressing atmosphere, the demon clan received good news. After Emperor Dijun married two innate goddesses born from the moon, Xihe and Changxi, both goddesses were pregnant! "

Suppressing his anger towards Zhao Ji, Tianxuan continued to tell the story in front of Zhao Ji as if nothing had happened.

"It is extraordinary for a person with innate great magical powers to conceive a divine fetus. The natural resources and treasures of the demon race were continuously sent into the bellies of the two goddesses. After a whole Yuanhui, the two goddesses finally gave birth. On the day of the birth, the wilderness shook, and the sun and the moon, which were transformed from the eyes of the great god Pangu, appeared in the sky at the same time.

The vast and pure power of the sun and the moon descended from the two stars and poured into the bellies of the two goddesses, Xihe and Changxi.

Finally, the Queen of Heaven Xihe gave birth to ten golden crow eggs. The Emperor of Heaven Dijun took the Fusang sacred tree, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, and placed the ten golden crow eggs on it. After being nurtured by the Fusang sacred tree for a full three thousand years, the ten golden crow eggs burst one after another, and ten golden crows appeared. The moment the ten golden crows appeared, the sun star actually lost its luster, and most of the heat belonging to the sun star was taken away by the ten golden crows. Then, the ten golden crows all released huge and unparalleled heat, illuminating the vast world, as if ten suns appeared at the same time.

Upon seeing this, Emperor Di Jun came up with a plan: [These ten children of mine were born with the origin of the Sun Star. If I order them to shine upon the heaven and earth in turn, they will surely gain a great deal of merit. In this way, after several epochs, they will have an incomparable and deep foundation under the blessing of a great deal of merit. By then, it will be easy for my demon clan to defeat the witch clan! ]

Unlike the grand birth of the Ten Golden Crows, the birth of the child from the belly of the Heavenly Concubine Chang Xi was uneventful..."

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