Chapter 421: Extra : The Clouds Are Like Dreams and the Spiritual Fragrance Is Misty (Part )
There is a Tushita Palace on the thirty-third heaven. The owner of the Tushita Palace is Taiqing Daode Tianzun, who is the legendary Taishang Laojun. All gods and immortals respectfully call him Laojun.
There are several fairy boys living in the Tushita Palace. The most well-known among them are the Golden Spirit Boy and the Silver Spirit Boy who always accompany Laojun. They guard the golden furnace and the silver furnace respectively for Laojun. Although the other boys are not as valued by Laojun as the Golden Spirit and the Silver Spirit, they also perform their duties and are all law-abiding.
Among these many fairy children, there was one whom everyone called the Little Deaf Boy.
The little deaf boy was not really deaf. Laojun once named him "Yunxu". However, no matter what he did, he always liked to suddenly become dazed for no reason. No matter how others called him, they could not bring him back to his senses, so he got this nickname.
No one knew what he was thinking. Because he was always like this, he would often delay the timing of Laojun's alchemy furnace and ruin several furnaces of elixirs.
It would be fine on normal days, but if it was assigned by the Divine Court, it would be a disaster.
Fortunately, Laojun did not punish him too much. He just laughed and scolded him a few words, then sent him to sweep the courtyard.
In the thirty-three heavens, what else needs to be cleaned? It was just that Laojun found an excuse and let him go.
Shouldn’t you love your own children?
This actually made things convenient for the little deaf boy. Whenever a group of boys went to work, they would always see him sitting motionless under the sacred tree in the courtyard, holding a broom. When the boys laughed at him and called him a "loser", he didn't get annoyed. He just sat there in a daze, completely ignoring them.
It was unknown how long this went on, but suddenly one day, when the little deaf boy was sitting under the sacred tree in a daze as usual, he smelled a strange fragrance in his nose.
I have never smelled any fragrance in this place all day long, why is it so abnormal today? Could it be that this old tree has become a spirit?
The rich fragrance made people feel clear-minded. The little deaf boy looked at the sacred tree curiously, but the old tree was still the same, without any change.
This is really strange, is it an illusion?
The little deaf boy rubbed his nose suspiciously and sat back, but accidentally touched a blade of grass.
The leaves of this grass are as broad as eggs, with rounded and sharp tips. If ordinary people saw them, they would think they were ordinary. However, the deaf boy was born in the Tushita Palace and had never been out, so he was very curious.
And the fragrance actually came from this little grass, but for some reason, the grass seemed a little wilted, its broad leaves were slightly curled, and it looked like it was about to die.
Is it a lack of water? That's not possible!
There is mist shrouding the divine palace. Although there is no clear water, there is no shortage of water, so even ordinary grass can survive as usual.
If it is not caused by lack of water, then what is the reason?
The little deaf boy was puzzled, but then he thought it was a bit unnecessary.
The purpose of sweeping the Tushita Palace is to remove these debris.
There are often some seeds that come from the mortal world on the wind. Most things in the mortal world are born from turbid air. In order to avoid disturbing the pure air when Laojun is refining the elixir, they must be cleaned up.
He is very conscientious!
The little deaf boy stretched out his hand to pull it out, but hesitated the moment he did so, and felt inexplicably annoyed.
Shrouded in divine light, a little fairy boy sat under a sacred tree, one hand leaning on a broom and the other reaching for the grass, as motionless as a painting.
Yes, that's right, the little deaf boy is in a daze again...
As for why the little deaf boy would always suddenly become dazed for unknown reasons, no one had ever investigated it in depth. Those boys just thought it was fun. After all, the days in the Divine Court were long and boring, so they just treated it as an extra entertainment.
A breeze suddenly blew up, making the golden leaves and silver fruits on the sacred tree jingle. The little deaf boy came back to his senses at the sound. He shook his head and said it was a close call. If his senior brothers saw it, they would accuse him of being lazy.
The little deaf boy wrinkled his nose and pretended to pull out the grass, but stopped again when he touched the blade of grass.
He was stunned again!
Just as the little deaf boy was in a daze, a voice came from behind his head, almost scaring him to death. "Are you thinking about something again?"
The man had neatly-tied hair and a waist-length beard. He looked imposing and intimidating without even getting angry. He turned out to be the Great Ziwei Emperor of Zhongtian Beiji.
The little deaf boy naturally recognized such an important figure. When he first met him, he felt that Emperor Ziwei was majestic and awe-inspiring, and he was a little scared in his heart. But after seeing him more often, he found that this old man was really not serious.
How could the little deaf boy know that the Ziwei Emperor was so kind to him only.
"Why is it you again? You always come to our Tushita Palace for no reason. I'm afraid you're here to ask for money?" The little deaf boy bowed hastily and muttered with his eyes rolled.
"Hey~ What nonsense are you talking about? You are so outspoken. Be careful or I will report you to Laojun and see if he will give you a beating!" Emperor Ziwei pretended to be angry and gently slapped the little deaf man on the head. He stroked his long beard and said seriously, "I came here specially to discuss Taoism with Laojun. It's serious business!"
The little deaf boy curled his lips in disbelief and said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, it's business. After the business, it's time to ask for the elixir." Then he pursed his lips and said, "Master should still be teaching in the main hall now. If you hurry up, you should be able to catch up with the conclusion." After saying that, he sat down and no longer paid attention to Emperor Ziwei.
Emperor Ziwei was not annoyed. He laughed loudly and went to the main hall, leaving the little deaf boy alone under the tree to continue to be in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, the little deaf boy came to his senses again and remembered that he still had work to do. He then reached out to pull out the grass leaf.
At this moment, an urgent shout from behind interrupted the little deaf boy's actions, followed by a burst of messy and hurried footsteps.
"Don't move, boy!"
The little deaf boy naturally knew who the visitor was. It was his master, Taishang Laojun.
Laojun's hair and beard were all white, and his originally kind face was now extremely flustered, as if he had been frightened beyond measure. He took two steps at a time and walked towards the little deaf man, but he looked past him at the grass. He rubbed his hands together in confusion, wanting to touch the grass but afraid of hurting it.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" The little deaf boy was very curious. He had never seen Laojun like this before.
“Tong’er! This is… this is…” Laojun was so excited that his face turned red. He kept saying “but” for a long time but couldn’t make out the reason.
At this time, Emperor Ziwei appeared from nowhere, stroking his beard, with an expression of watching the fun: "It is true that I saw this grass covered with brilliant light just now!"
Brilliant light? Where is the brilliance? Why didn't he see it?
The little deaf boy was confused and looked at Emperor Ziwei with a bewildered look. The Emperor smiled and stroked his head.
"In ancient times, there was a magical medicine that was nurtured by the energy of heaven and earth. It has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. It is called 'Lingxiang' and is rarely seen in ten thousand years." Then he pretended to be mysterious and whispered in the ear of the little deaf boy: "It is said that Xing Tian took this medicine, so he was able to survive even though his head was cut off."
Spiritual incense?
The deaf boy turned his head away and looked at the grass leaf with clear eyes.
"But it's almost dead..."
If he can bring the dead back to life, why can't he save himself?
(End of this chapter)
