Chapter 103 The Ultimate Wisdom Juicing Begins
At the same time, Fengzhou City after the drought ended.
All the skilled craftsmen from a radius of 500 miles were recruited to work day and night without stopping for a moment.
The craftsmen dared not drink too much water, for fear that drinking too much would cause them to urinate more and go to the toilet more often, thus delaying their work.
One after another, the meticulously carved, solemn and compassionate statues of the Divine Doctor Goddess were born through the unremitting efforts day and night.
There is only one last step before the statue of the goddess can be placed in the temple: adding the finishing touches.
Only by adding eyes can the statue of a deity have a soul; otherwise it is just a clay or wooden sculpture with nothing but appearance.
The emperor's imperial edict was issued before the eyes were painted. This was the fastest time in history. In the past, new gods always had to be evil gods for a while and experience the life of being a street rat.
Those who can bear it will become gods, and those who cannot will be exorcised as demons.
The goddess of medicine did not need to undergo such a test, but no one objected to this.
The people who came spontaneously crowded in front of the posted notice and listened to the literate people read out the title of the Godly Doctor Lady:
"Ci'en Taiping Zhenjun."
What a nice name.
I don't know who took the lead and shouted, "The divine doctor has come to the world to save people from suffering and his merits are perfect. I wish you eternal happiness."
Everyone followed suit and shouted, their voices merged into a roaring torrent: "Wish you, the True Lord, eternal happiness and happiness..."
The witch Lü who presided over the eye-dotting ceremony took out a brush, dipped it in ink, and drew eyeballs in the empty eye sockets of the statue, chanting: "The combination is clear, it protects the body... It has pity on the mortals, saves the suffering of life and death... It is given to the believer, the Merciful and Peaceful True Lord..."
A finishing touch, a ray of divine charm flashed by, the statue is still the same statue, but people all know that He has "awoke".
His originally dull expression became lively and vivid. His eyes were lowered, looking down at all living beings and looking into their eyes, as if the secrets in his heart had nowhere to hide.
Under this tremendous and sacred pressure, everyone was overwhelmed, and their bodies and minds were cleansed and purified by the divine spirit.
People knelt down in unison and chanted His name devoutly: "Ci'en - Taiping - Zhenjun -"
The sound made the air buzz and spread to the four surrounding states and even to Yaowang Mountain.
Several old men in plain robes stood silently in front of a thatched hut with leaky walls. The names on the tablets enshrined in the hut were distorted and changed in front of them.
The original "Junior Sister Tan Zhao of Yaowang Mountain" became "True Lord Ci'en Taiping".
The three incense sticks lit in front of the tablet have been broken, and the burnt paper money has turned into ashes and scattered in the wind.
Even their memories of "Junior Sister Tan Zhao from Yaowang Mountain" gradually turned into ashes like the burnt paper money.
From then on, Tan Zhao of Yaowang Mountain was truly dead.
Her name, identity, and all her past were sacrificed to the Supreme Being and became one of the anchors of His humanity.
No one remembers the existence of the mortal Tan Zhao anymore, and only the name of Ci'en Taiping Zhenjun remains in the world.
The old people knelt in front of the tablet, thanking her for all the sacrifices she had made for the world, and did not stand up for a long time.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and everyone was startled and looked up.
How could there be a throne for a true deity in such a shabby thatched cottage?
The old people hurriedly stood up and respectfully took the tablet away, preparing to place it in the newly built majestic palace.
No one looked at the thatched cottage again.
The empty thatched hut stood in the cold wind for a while, then collapsed with a loud bang.
"So, all your efforts are to strengthen his human anchor. One of you, Tan Zhao, has disappeared because of this. Not only in this memory fragment, but also in the memories of other people, there is no such person as Tan Zhao."
In the bathroom, Gao Congxu concluded after listening to Xie Lingwei's description.
Xie Ling nodded slightly, then shook his head, and forced a smile: "This shows that she succeeded, she became a god, which is a good thing. Becoming a god is of course a good thing, isn't it?"
Gao Congxu touched her head and said, "I'm sorry."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I wanted to say it."
Gao Congxu looked at Xie Lingwei's face. Her smile was uglier than crying.
Having all traces of her existence wiped out must be such a pain for those who love her, but she couldn't empathize with them and could only say sorry on behalf of herself and Da Zhou.
Xie Lingwei said, “Don’t feel guilty. We are carrying out this plan not just for your world. Perhaps you don’t quite understand how high His status is. He is the Supreme Lord not only for your world, our world, but also for the thousands and thousands of other worlds we don’t know about… He is the constant of the impermanent, the name of the nameless, the most mysterious, the most wonderful of all wonders… He is everything.”
"I understand... maybe not everything, but I'll try to understand... is there anything I can do? You don't seem surprised by my arrival, can I assume this is part of the plan?"
"What year was it when you came? Was he dead?" Xie Lingwei asked back, "I need to confirm something."
Gao Congxu was startled, thinking of the thousand-year layout he had just heard, and suddenly realized that the people in the memory fragments might have long lost their intuitive sense of time: "It's the sixtieth year of Pingkang, and I just celebrated my seventeenth birthday. I'm not dead yet."
"Are you sure? What is the environment around you like?" Xie Lingwei took out a skull from his arms and began to feel around the skull. "After death, people may fall into their obsessions from their lifetime and mistakenly believe that they are still alive."
Gao Congxu was startled again. Seeing her expression, Xie Lingwei was stunned for a moment before she remembered to explain: "This is a head left by Jingzhen. Her power remains on the head. I wrote down all the history I calculated on it... Other recording methods cannot be preserved for so long. Books are easily damaged. Stones perform better, but they can't last too long... I still can't figure out the time pattern in the memory fragments, but I roughly estimate that it has been here for nine thousand years."
Speaking of Jingzhen, she seemed to recall something funny: "The three of us had bad luck. We never met each other after traveling through time and space until we died, but by some strange coincidence, we all embarked on the path of cultivation and were involved in the affairs of the gods. Jingzhen discovered us after she ascended to heaven. She pulled us all into the 'group', probably because she had seen the Supreme with her own eyes, and there was an eternal power left on her head... and she happened to have the ability to regenerate, so she made a few more heads as backup."
Gao Congxu was very receptive and nodded, no longer worrying about the skeleton in Xie Lingwei's arms. He quickly recounted his experience of traveling to Pudu City and meeting Gongsun Ying.
"Pudu City... Gongsun Ying... Western Expedition... Mahakala... I found it."
Xie Lingwei's hand stopped above the skull's brow bone, and his rapidly rolling eyes suddenly stopped. He stared at Gao Congxu and said, "Were you touched by the cuckoo's blood?"
"My fan got a drop."
"No wonder I drew the reversed Sun, which represents depression, failure, and hopelessness... It matches the Cuckoo's Blood." Xie Lingwei said, "Mahakala used the Cuckoo's Blood to transfer the fate of the Inuyi nation to the Great Zhou."
She paused, looked at Gao Congxu and said, "If you can't go back, the Great Zhou will probably perish."
Gao Congxu said calmly: "The rise and fall of a country is common. What's important is how to save the people from suffering from the rise and fall of a country."
She looked at Xie Lingwei's surprise and took something out from her arms -
《Required History Course for Ordinary High Schools》
Xie Lingwei was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "If I hadn't died, I would have wanted to change your fate for you."
Gao Congxu shook his head: "That's not necessary. The course of history will not change because of one person... But, what this sentence means is, did I fail in my bid for the throne?"
Xie Lingwei muttered, "The secret cannot be revealed. You didn't hear anything."
Gao Congxu looked at her babble and nodded, "Yes, I don't know anything."
"Let's get back to the point. You just asked me what you can do. To be honest, you can't do anything." Xie Lingwei put away Xue Jingzhen's skull and scratched his hair irritably. "We can only wait now."
"wait?"
"Yes, wait." She looked towards the classroom, "Wait for Him to pass this test."
"As long as He can pass the exam with 90 points and return home smoothly, you can go back with Him... After you go back, run as far away as you can and don't get involved in this matter anymore. Maybe you can still have a chance to ascend to the throne..." Xie Lingwei said, and then immediately said, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. You didn't hear anything."
Gao Congxu didn't laugh this time, but frowned slightly: "Is this the way those gods trapped Him?"
"After all, this is His only weakness."
“Is the test He is going to give difficult?”
"Well, we can't use mortal thinking to understand His affairs..."
High school student Li Zhou held his chin, twirled a pen, and looked at the math problem in front of him with a dim gaze.
She faced the greatest crisis of her life.
"In a basketball game, a win is worth 2 points and a loss is worth 1 point. A team scored 16 points in 10 games. How many wins and losses did they have?"
Who invented the math problem? Don’t you know that she hates math the most?
While complaining, she didn't realize that this question was already too easy for a normal high school student.
Mahakala was also afraid that he would overturn the table in a fit of rage, so he just wanted to delay until the Great Zhou was on the road to national destruction and did not dare to make things too difficult for him.
Unfortunately, this god still doesn't know Li Zhou well enough.
What system of linear equations with two variables? I have no idea!
With a "click", Li Zhou broke the pen in his hand, raised his head, and said to the serious head teacher: "Teacher, can you check if there are any mistakes in my questions?"
The head teacher looked up when he heard the voice and his eyes met hers. What kind of eyes were those? They were filled with darkness and terror, encompassing the ultimate mysteries of the universe and revealing all the secrets of all dimensions. The so-called time, space, curvature, matter, dark matter... were just a small part of them.
This is the true wisdom, the ultimate wisdom that summarizes all constancy and change... The head teacher showed an obsessed look on his face, staggered to Li Zhou's side, picked up the paper in front of her, saw her written name and "Solution:" in the answer, there was nothing written on the paper except "Solution:".
Looking at such a test paper, the head teacher opened his eyes wide, his breathing became rapid, and he praised from the bottom of his heart in an exaggerated tone: "You have finished answering... 90 points? No, no, you should get full marks. 150 points is the limit of the test paper, not your limit. Other students got 150 points because they answered all the questions correctly, and you got so many points because there are only so many points on the test paper... What a perfect answer, what a wonderful number..."
Li Zhou nodded repeatedly, jumped up and said, "Can I go home now?"
"Of course." The head teacher looked at Li Zhou expectantly, "I really want to go back with you."
Li Zhou got goosebumps all over his body and took a step back cautiously: "Then you'd better forget about it."
"Ding-ling-ling."
The school bell rang, and after handing in his paper, Li Zhou put on his schoolbag and ran out of the classroom happily.
At the school gate, Ren Yingyue, who was sitting in a wheelchair with plaster on her hands and feet and waiting anxiously, saw her and blinked in disbelief.
"Jing, Jingzhen," she watched Li Zhou run to her, "I heard you guys have a test today, why are you here so early..."
"Who did it?" Li Zhou interrupted her and said angrily. His mother was fine when she left home in the morning, so how come she is covered in injuries now?
Ren Yingyue paused: "Mom is fine..."
"...Mom, don't be afraid." Li Zhou clenched his fists, "I will protect you. Tell me, who did it?"
"…Actually, my mother went to steal dragon fruit from someone else's field. When she was discovered, she was chased by dogs."
Li Zhou, who was filled with righteous indignation, was suddenly stunned: "...Ah?"
"Mom, I heard that dragon fruit can cure constipation... How about going home and trying it? It's so sweet."
Maybe because she just got full marks in the exam and was in a good mood, Li Zhou suddenly stopped being annoyed when she heard about dragon fruit. She hesitated for a moment, then pushed her wheelchair towards home: "Then don't steal next time, it's better to buy it with money... Is our family out of money?"
"I have money. I'll just steal this once, don't worry."
"That's good."
Li Zhou pushed his mother back home and was stunned again when he saw the huge dragon fruit on the table and the broken boards on the floor.
Are you sure mom didn’t have another fight with the dragon fruit?
"Use this knife to cut." Ren Yingyue took out a knife with a bell hanging on it from the kitchen. There was a word "Luan" on the handle.
Luan Dao...it seems a little familiar, but never mind.
Li Zhou took the knife, held the dragon fruit, felt the soft skin, and cut it in half without hesitation.
A faint scream rang in her ears for a moment, but she didn't pay attention to it, her attention was completely attracted by the fruit in front of her.
The dragon fruit, which is bigger than a watermelon, was cut in half. The plump flesh exuded a sweet fragrance, and the bright red juice dripped down Li Zhou's hand onto the ground.
Ren Yingyue handed over a spoon in time. Li Zhou took the spoon and started eating one spoonful after another.
The flesh was very fresh, crisp and juicy, and Li Zhou couldn't stop eating it once he started.
The filial girl even handed a spoonful to her mother, but Ren Yingyue smiled and shook her head: "These are all for you to eat. Mom won't eat them."
"Just one bite."
"Uh... Mom has diarrhea, she really can't eat."
"Okay then." Li Zhou inserted the spoon into the fruit flesh and faintly heard another whine, "But this dragon fruit is really sweet. It would be a pity not to eat it."
Ren Yingyue nodded and glanced at the veil on the statue of Taiyin Star God. She saw that the veil was getting thinner and thinner and was about to disappear.
In the 21st year of Yongxi, in Pudu City, the dusk that had lasted for a long time finally faded away, and the hidden night appeared.
At the city gate, the swordsman Li Zhou who was supposed to be teleported away turned from virtual to real and opened his eyes at the same time as the swordsman Li Zhou in the Pingkang Sixty Years Restaurant.
For her, existing in two points in time at the same time is not a difficult thing, it just depends on whether she wants to or not.
And now, she remembered that she came here to eat dragon fruit.
And you have to make a fucking sound and beat the dragon fruit into a paste.
She wanted all the food and drinks ordered at the restaurant, as well as the dragon fruit in front of her.
High school student Li Zhou looked at the half remaining dragon fruit, took out a juicer from the kitchen, plugged it in, pressed the switch, and the motor started to turn.
Zhi Beiyou behind the swordsman Li Zhou flew out according to her wishes, splitting into countless small swords, and shot towards the retreating sunset in the west like a rainstorm.
"day."
Juicing begins.
Although Zhi Beiyou didn’t have a motor, he didn’t forget to add the sound effects himself.
Swordsman Li Zhou nodded with satisfaction.
High school student Li Zhou lay in front of the juicer, quietly waiting for the juicing to be completed.
Baby Li Zhou was drooling while sleeping: "Hehe... dragon juice... hehe..."
Yue Niang wiped the corners of her mouth and looked out the window at the sunset glow that was fading away. The malicious sunset was being replaced by the cold full moon. Although she didn't know what dragon fruit was, her daughter wanted to eat it.
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