Chapter 422: Extra : The Clouds Are Like Dreams and the Fragrance Is Misty (Part )
As the saying goes, "The world is a treasure", if it is really a treasure, it is understandable that it is surrounded by brilliant light, but the little deaf boy is full of doubts.
Although he is just a little fairy boy in the Tushita Palace, he has followed Laojun for many years. Even if he has not achieved great accomplishments, he has some Taoist skills. How could he not see this "Hua Guang"?
Could it be that the Emperor is teasing him again?
The little deaf boy looked at Emperor Ziwei doubtfully, and the latter looked back at him with a smile, with more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes than the peach pits in the fairy peach garden.
Never mind, it's not the first time anyway, I'm used to it...
The little deaf man sighed resignedly: "But it's almost dead..."
Laojun already had a sad look on his face, and after hearing these words, he beat his head and stamped his feet, as if he had lost his parents.
"How could such a precious thing become like this?"
Master has said so, it seems to be a real treasure! But how did this treasure appear here?
The little deaf man had always believed in Laojun, but he still couldn't figure it out. The Purple Star Emperor beside him advised:
"Why should you be so sad, Laojun? The sweet dew at the bottom of the jade bottle of the Great Bodhisattva of the South Sea is good for curing the seedlings of immortal trees. If you put your old face aside and ask for it, the Great Bodhisattva will surely help you."
That’s true, the little deaf boy nodded. He had also heard about this, but would his master agree?
"no!"
really!
According to seniority, Laojun is much higher than Dashi, so how could he lose face? The little deaf man nodded in understanding, but Laojun's next words almost choked him with saliva.
"No! If we ask to go to the South China Sea, the whole Divine Court will know about it!" Laojun waved his hands firmly: "Absolutely not!"
OK! It turns out that you can’t bear to part with your treasure!
As we all know, there are many treasures in the Tushita Palace, but what no one knows is that these are just what Laojun wants others to see, and those he hides are the real treasures!
No one knew about this except the two fairy boys, Jin Ling and Yin Ling, who served him closely, but Laojun told the little deaf boy.
"Ouch~" Emperor Ziwei looked embarrassed: "It's hard to say what to do with that little chatterbox, but Miao'er is watching..."
The little deaf man glanced at Emperor Ziwei: How can you make up the story of the Great Master of the South Sea like this? I'm afraid the Emperor is the only one in the entire Divine Court who can do that!
Emperor Ziwei hadn't finished speaking, but everyone knew what he meant, and Laojun's expression became even more solemn.
After a long silence, Laojun finally spoke: "It's not that there is no way, it's just a little difficult..."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Ziwei was so excited that he felt as if this spiritual incense was his treasure: "Since you have a way, why don't you tell me quickly? Why are you hesitating?"
Laojun sighed: "Spiritual grass is a spiritual thing of heaven and earth. Now it lives in the divine palace, and can only receive pure air, but no turbid air to nourish it. That is why it has become so weak. If it could go down to the mortal world..."
"Ah!" The Ziwei Emperor's voice hurt the little deaf boy's ears. "Even though you, Laojun, are one of the Three Pure Ones, this... this is too against the rules!"
As the Purple Star Emperor spoke, he casually glanced at the deaf boy who was picking his ears, and said worriedly, "Going down to the mortal world without permission is against the rules of heaven!"
Laojun also looked at the little deaf man, but the little deaf man didn't notice anything and was busy relieving the discomfort in his ears.
"You don't have to go down to the lower world. You can also press down the clouds in the third heaven. But it will take a long time. You have to be careful not to be seen..."
……
So, this task finally fell on my head...
I still remember that day, the look in Laojun's eyes when he looked at me was so earnest that he would not tolerate any refusal from the little deaf boy.
Looking at the incense in his arms, the little deaf man sighed helplessly. He always felt that he was being plotted against, but he could never produce any evidence. Laojun specially took out a small furnace, which was said to be of the same origin as the Bagua furnace in the Tushita Palace, but was used as a flowerpot for the incense. In it was the moon soil that Ziwei Emperor had asked for from Taiyin Xingjun.
The Moon God is not someone who is easy to deal with. It seems that he has put in a lot of effort to go through all this trouble.
The deaf boy didn't understand: Why did the Purple Star Emperor care more about it than Laojun? It wasn't his grass.
The Emperor of Ziwei also said that one should never underestimate this cauldron, as Laojun had given it to an emperor on earth a long time ago, but later when the emperor returned to heaven and became a god, he returned it to Laojun.
How dare a deaf boy look down on Laojun's things?
I heard from the senior brothers in the palace that Laojun once refined a magic iron to stabilize the Tianhe River. Later, when there was a flood on earth, the sword was borrowed and left in the sea. But somehow, it was snatched away by a monkey and used to attack the Lingxiao Palace.
Fortunately, the monkey was later crushed under some mountain, otherwise it would have been really terrifying!
It turns out that monkeys are unteachable!
The little deaf boy wrinkled his nose and withdrew his wandering thoughts.
The third heaven is shrouded in clouds and mist, and from time to time you can see flocks of birds flying by with long calls, which is so fresh.
It was the first time that the little deaf boy was so close to the human world. He could hear the magnificent scenery of the human world clearly. He sat on the clouds, holding the sacred incense that was moved into the incense burner by Laojun in his arms, and watched the big golden crow fly from east to west every day, wasting time unscrupulously.
Perhaps there were too many interesting things in the world, and the little deaf boy was overwhelmed. Unlike in the Thirty-three Heavens, he was dazed from time to time, and always told the interesting things he saw to the Lingxiang in his arms, regardless of whether it could understand or not.
I don't know how many days have passed, but perhaps it was the nourishment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or perhaps it was because the little deaf boy talked to it every day, the herb actually became intelligent. Whenever the little deaf boy held it, it would stroke his face with its leaves, and the itchy feeling always made him laugh out loud.
The fragrant grass was becoming greener and greener, no longer as withered as it was in the sky, and it was growing stronger and stronger, and even had a few buds. However, the buds were very small, with thin vines, weak but stubborn.
Things seemed to be moving in a good direction, but the little deaf boy was not happy at all.
Laojun said that when the angelica grass flowers bloom, they can be used to make medicine.
Looking at the wildly growing fragrant grass, the little deaf boy really wanted to pinch those flower buds, but he was afraid that doing so would hurt it.
"Little Lingxiang, little Lingxiang, please don't grow any more foolishly. If you bloom, they will be used to make medicine."
The little deaf boy muttered, his eyes unwilling to leave the spiritual fragrance. No matter how many interesting things there were in the world, they could not arouse his interest at all.
The tormenting days passed by quickly like a rabbit escaping amid the worries of the little deaf boy.
One day, the deaf boy sat under the sacred tree early in the morning, staring blankly, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Yesterday, the Lingxiang flower bloomed, and a few white flowers dotted the dense leaves, which looked very beautiful. Laojun was very excited when he saw it. In order to avoid more trouble at night, he moved it out and planned to put it into the Bagua furnace for refining today.
As a result, the little deaf boy became depressed and felt stuffy in his chest, as if something was blocking him.
The little deaf boy didn't know what the reason was, he just felt like he had lost something.
What was lost?
The little deaf boy subconsciously looked into his arms, but there was nothing there.
(End of this chapter)
