The fairy father

The day of the grand ceremony.

The Shang kings were all decorated with lanterns and colors, and the Nuwa Temple in the northwest was bustling with people.

A white cloud floated over the royal capital, and five figures on it were discussing how to proceed with the plan and what methods to use to deal with any unexpected situations.

Qing Su and Gui Ling had not yet completed the tasks assigned by His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, so they rushed back to Yin City to provide support.

It's not that they went to eat, drink and have fun in the ordinary world, it's because there are too many Fang Kingdoms on the land of Nanzhou, and there are many dangerous places that are almost cut off from the outside world. It really takes a lot of effort to make this map.

Li Ping'an and Xuanyuan Huangdi were full of energy and high-spirited, like two bulls who wanted to fight after eating and drinking.

Beside them, the old woman with a body and a snake's tail still showed hesitation.

Minister Zuo really obeyed these two majesties.

The two majesties insisted on solving the problem directly when the Virgin Queen returned to the palace, and even went to such an extent.

However, when Waiting Master Zuo looked at the Nuwa Temple built in the northwest of Yincheng, the royal capital, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Otherwise, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is the Holy Mother’s favorite cub;

Without any effort, just by pretending to be a ghost, the custom of respecting Nuwa has arisen again in Nanzhou.

This large temple occupies a vast area. The statue of Nuwa alone is more than 30 feet high and is made of huge rocks. This is one of the best in Nanzhou.

that is……

"Your Majesty," the left servant frowned and said weakly, "It is disrespectful to pretend to be the Holy Mother. Although I am of the same clan as the Holy Mother, I dare not bear the responsibility of such a crime."

Li Pingan groaned a few times: "That's it."

Xuanyuan Huangdi said: "It's now time. Sir Zuo, you don't want your mother-in-law! Haven't the plans been made? Ping An made it clear. Nanzhou recognizes Nuwa, and Shenting is also recognized by mortals. Affected by simple emotions, as long as the Holy Mother appears, the Divine Court will most likely not dare to make any mistakes."

The left servant sighed: "My Dao realm is low, can I really hide the Dao of Heaven behind the Divine Court?"

"That heaven's way is always much weaker than the heaven's way outside."

Li Pingan said in a deep voice:

"If Minister Zuo really doesn't want to, how about pretending to be Nuwa's descendant?"

The left servant breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Li Ping'an said: "Then please serve Zuo to become younger. The younger, the better. Nuwa empress appears to be middle-aged, and Nuwa should have a young appearance in the eyes of mortals."

"It's such a small thing."

The left servant raised his hand and bowed. When she looked up, her body was wrapped in fairy light, her body was half a head shorter, her long gray hair had returned to black after just fluttering slightly, her figure had become a bit slender, and her face had returned to that of her youth. Her beautiful face and moonlight appearance, and her originally saggy skin became firm and translucent.

Xuanyuan Huangdi curled his lips slightly and almost said, "The old woman is pretending to be a girl."

In order for things to go smoothly today, Emperor Xuanyuan chose to remain silent.

"That's it," Li Ping'an took out a piece of cloth from his sleeve, with the Holy Mother's will written inside.

Waiter Zuo took it and read it carefully, but found nothing wrong with it.

The descendants of the Virgin Mary are all pretending, so there is no need to worry too much about whether they are pretending to convey the Virgin Mary's will.

Li Ping'an glanced at the palace in the city. King Shang's chariot was ready to leave the palace. It seemed to be waiting for someone, but it was not started at the moment.

"Come on, let's go over the plan again."

…

Hao Xiaonian, who had put on the sacrificial robes, stood in front of the gate of the central tower, guarded by a group of priests and priest guards, preparing for the next nine witch sacrificial prayers.

She thought about Lord God King's kind words, and gradually became anxious in her heart.

Why hasn’t the king’s decree come yet?

The God King should not be wrong in his calculations.

Today, when the king goes to worship Nuwa Temple, he should be followed by the Great Witch Sacrifice;

The great witch priests met again last night, and today the nine great shaman priests will all refuse the king's order on the grounds of being 'summoned by the gods'.

And she can play the greatest role of a great witch festival...

"The king has a decree!"

The resonant voice of the general guarding the palace echoed in front of the nine towers:

"Our Lady Nuwa created man and patched up the sky. She is the mother of the human race and the deity of all spirits. Today, everyone wants to worship Our Lady in the temple. All priests should go together!

"Every major festival! Please!"

The Nine Great Witches remained silent.

Rumbling footsteps could be heard at the four entrances to the Priest's Palace.

"Who dares to make trouble!"

An old female voice sounded, and her voice carried far away:

"The gods have summoned us today. We are going to the north altar to pray to the gods! How can the king's order be as important as the gods!"

The general was silent, and a large number of soldiers appeared in every corner.

The general shouted again: "Please follow the king to the temple to worship the Holy Mother!"

The female voice shouted again: "Sacrifice to the north! Divine protection! Who dares to make a mistake!"

The priests and priest guards waiting in front of the nine high towers immediately surrounded their respective great wizards and rushed towards the northeast entrance.

Hao Xiaonian breathed a little nervously, but she knew that she had to stand up now.

If the king is alone and without help, the affairs of the priests of Nuwa Palace will be very difficult today, and these soldiers do not dare to fight against the messengers of the gods in the mortal world, otherwise the gods will definitely punish them.

It's now!

She was so eager to take a look at the gap between the priests beside her. Her strength could crush everyone here. She picked up the hem of the priest's robe and was about to rush out...

"Xiao Nian?"

A familiar female voice sounded, and Hao Xiaonian, who had just rushed out halfway, froze up.

She turned around and saw a masked witch priest walking out from behind the corner of the tower.

The sacrificial robe worn by this witch priest is second only to the great witch priest. This is not the key to the problem...the key is...

"M-Mother?"

"Where are you going?"

"Me," Hao Xiaonian bit her lip.

But her mother had already passed the priests and arrived at her side. She raised her hand and held her arm, saying softly:

"If you don't want your father and I to die in front of you, don't go anywhere today. Follow the high priests and advance and retreat with the high priests."

Hao Xiaonian lowered his head and responded, clenching his fists slightly, and then slowly loosening them. As he repeated this, he was pulled by his mother to keep moving forward, and joined the other eight great shamans.

She was very anxious.

But since she was a child, the majesty her mother has erected over her is like a high wall in front of her.

The soldiers from the palace kept moving forward and pressing forward step by step;

The priests were not afraid and walked forward with their heads held high. The ghost masks on their faces looked like ghosts.

The two collided, and the soldiers were forced to open a gap, but no one dared to use weapons.

The high priests met successfully;

Thousands of priests and priest guards rushed towards the altar on the north side of the palace.

The general who delivered the decree returned to King Shang's chariot in disgrace. King Shang smashed his forehead with a jade, bowed his head and knelt down to apologize.

Prince Shang sat in the chariot, looking at the blue sky and white sun in front of him, slowly closing his eyes and sighing.

A minister on the side asked: "Your Majesty, what happened today..."

"Go and worship."

King Shang opened his eyes: "Today, I will be the great sacrifice."

"But Your Majesty, this is inconsistent with the laws of our ancestors!"

"Let future generations see that I am also an ancestor today!"

King Shang stood up from his chariot, and the soldiers and maids from all over the palace knelt down at the same time.

"Immediately go to the temple of Our Lady Nuwa. Today I will personally offer incense to the Holy Mother and pray for my great merchant!"

Several generals shouted: "Follow the king's order!"

All the ministers responded in unison: "I obey the king's order!"

King Shang sat back in the carriage, and the four strange beasts were led by strong men to slowly turn around. Thousands of soldiers in the palace followed behind, and a hundred thousand soldiers outside the palace gate lined up along the street.

The common people of the royal capital filled the streets everywhere.

The rumble of drums sounded from the altar on the north side of the palace, attracting many mortals to watch.

King Shang's motorcade drove northwest and passed by the main street next to the altar. King Shang looked ahead, not looking at the priests standing on the steps of the high platform.

Xiao Nian watched the Shang King's chariot getting further and further away, and subconsciously wanted to break free from her mother's restraints, but was stopped by her mother's stern eyes.

The Great Witch Festival shouted: "Get ready to go on stage!"

A group of witch priests rushed to the high platform and began to make arrangements before praying.

The people in the city didn't know whether to come to the altar to join in the fun, or to follow the king's carriage to the Notre Dame Temple outside the city.

Then most of the subjects followed the carriage.

It usually has nothing to do with gods coming to earth, they just look good, but that black turtle can really cure diseases.

…

Above the royal capital, on the white cloud.

Li Ping'an looked at the accused Hao Xiaonian, thought about it carefully, and did not say anything to Hao Xiaonian.

It's not easy for this child. She has done enough before, so there is no need to make it too difficult for her now.

If King Shang could say, "I am the Great Sacrifice," today's affairs can still be accomplished. The difference is that the attitude of the gods may be even worse, and if they are not kept intact, there will be a fierce battle.

The arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

Li Ping'an took a breath and raised his hand to touch his face a few times. He changed from a handsome face to another fairly handsome face, and his appearance was similar to that of Xuanyuan Huangdi.

Xuanyuan Huangdi smiled and said: "Don't use my name to deceive me."

Li Ping'an shook his head and sighed: "Who can I deceive with this appearance?"

Xuanyuan Huangdi made a show of kicking him, and Li Ping'an laughed and hid behind his master.

Qing Su said: "Stop playing around and get down to business."

"Hey, okay," Li Ping'an instantly returned to seriousness, "Master, Master, please try not to take action later if you can. Today's main task is to let the black turtle become a god and enter the divine court. I will adapt to the situation in the future. Even if I can't fight alone now For the entire Divine Court, there is still no problem in escaping.”

"Well," Qing Su said softly, "Be careful in everything."

Xuanyuan Huangdi also said: "If nothing can be done, we will directly overthrow this divine court. At worst, I will summon three million immortal soldiers to come here to relieve the disaster."

Gui Lingling waved her fist: "These bird gods were very clever when they struck me with lightning! Master's nephew, please help me vent my anger!"

"It's a small matter, I'll come back as soon as I can."

Li Ping'an lowered his head and looked down, and his figure disappeared.

In the main hall of Nuwa Temple, Li Ping'an's shadow sat in front of the black turtle statue. He looked up at the statue of Nuwa in the temple and bowed with his hands in hand.

Then he calmed down and used the power of heaven to connect himself with the vision of this mysterious turtle.

After a while, Li Ping'an felt the power of incense and merit pouring into him.

After he established the Heavenly Palace, the incense and merit that originally gathered towards the golden clouds in his body had gathered directly towards the Lingxiao Palace.

These incense merits belong to the god "Xuangui".

If it were anyone else, there would be no basic conditions for implementing this plan, and only he, the Emperor of Heaven who could directly use the power of Heaven, could play with the incense and fire at will.

At this moment, he has truly become this mysterious turtle that saves lives and heals the wounded.

Li waited quietly for a while.

A large number of soldiers and guards poured into the Nuwa Temple and surrounded the Nuwa Palace, which was not yet fully completed.

Several generals carefully checked all parts of Nuwa Palace to prevent assassins.

When they pass by the black turtle in the main hall, they will bow their heads and salute, saying a few words of begging in their hearts.

A general hoped that his wife, who was about to give birth, would have a smooth delivery;

There was a general who had a seriously ill relative in his family, and he hoped that Lord Black Turtle would appear and bless him.

As the object of prayer, Li Pingan can hear their voices through the Avenue of Incense, and can also see their nature and past at a glance through the Avenue of Incense. He can also see their respective merits and karma based on his own order of heaven.

Most of these generals are riddled with karma, and it is inevitable to kill people when leading troops outside.

Another hour passed.

The drums coming from the city are getting more and more urgent, and the great wizard priests must have begun making final preparations before praying.

The crowd outside Nuwa Palace became more and more noisy, and streams of mottled incense and merit kept pouring in.

Sometimes someone shouted: "The king is out of the city!"

Sometimes someone shouted: "The priests are not coming!"

Even the common people felt a strange atmosphere today.

Rumble——

There was a low rumble of thunder in the sky.

Li Ping'an, who was sitting on the back of the black turtle, looked up and saw the thick dark clouds, covering less than half of the royal city.

The dark clouds began to swirl, and a vortex appeared in the center.

The rich power of heaven surges outward from the vortex.

Li Ping'an heard a message, but it was Emperor Xuanyuan who reminded him that many gods were watching Nuwa Temple at the moment, asking him to be careful.

Li Ping'an's figure escaped into the black turtle sculpture.

The left minister of the Notre Dame Palace, who was preparing to issue the decree, was also holding his breath and waiting for the opportunity to appear.

"The king has arrived!"

A hoarse shout sounded in front of the main entrance of Nuwa Temple.

King Shang's carriage stopped in front of the Nuwa Temple. All the officials bowed their hands and saluted, the soldiers bowed their heads and knelt down on one knee, and all the people knelt down and prostrated.

King Shang stood up and turned to look at the rotating dark clouds over the royal city. His expression was gloomy and his eyes were hesitant.

‘Please, Your Majesty, drown yourself! ’

He turned around, the hesitation in his eyes disappeared, lifted the hem of the heavy royal robe, and stepped out of the carriage with the help of the minister.

"All my dear friends! Come with me to worship the Holy Mother of Gathas and pray for the great businessman!"

All the ministers claimed that it was true, and all the generals followed closely.

King Shang stepped into Nuwa Palace.

On the altar in the city, the high priests danced a prayer dance.

A slight smile appeared on Li Ping'an's lips, because he suddenly noticed a slim figure jumping down from the city wall, jumping over crowds of people like a rabbit.

A few moments.

"Your Majesty!"

A somewhat breathless shout sounded from the door of Nuwa Palace.

Prince Shang, who was about to enter the main hall, was obviously startled, and turned around to look along with the ministers.

King Shang's mouth seemed to be smiling but then disappeared, and he shouted in a steady voice: "Where is the great sacrifice!"

Xiao Nian cupped his hands and shouted: "Sacrifice the Holy Mother for the king! Beg for the blessings of the Holy Mother for the great merchant!"

At the temple gate.

Hao Xiaonian wiped the sweat on her face with the back of her hand, put the mask on her face, looked left and right, walked to the middle of the main door, made a big circle with her hands, raised her hands in front of her and saluted, then walked forward barefoot, Stepping over the steps, they danced a prayer dance.

The dance is quite simple, so it is not weird.

The King of Shang stood quietly, and all his ministers bowed their heads.

At this moment, eight beams of golden light fell from the sky in the royal capital city.

The gods come to the world!