Chapter 31: Lingzhuzi's future is up to Fuli...
Fu Li did see it, but there were many people present at the time, so it was not easy to ask. She could only keep it in her heart and tell it after sending all the guests away.
As for the other people present, they all knew the effects of the elixir on mortals, so they were naturally not surprised.
The Golden Spirit Holy Mother asked in detail about Wen Zhong's affairs in Boyi, and Fu Li told her everything she knew.
Finally, the Golden Spirit Mother sighed and said, "My disciple is clearly of human origin, but his temperament is as stubborn as a bull.
Although Shang Tang was grateful to him for his recognition, he had assisted several generations of Shang kings in succession, and it was time for him to repay his gratitude.
I have tried to persuade him more than once, but he is unwavering in his resolve and refuses to abandon the Shang Bang and return to Jin'ao Island with me to cultivate."
Fu Li advised, "I think Senior Brother Wen Zhong is a very capable person. He must have a good grasp of matters concerning cultivation. Why should Uncle Master be so worried?"
Yes, after she became Wen Zhong's disciple, she suddenly became his peer from his junior.
This feeling...how should I put it? It's quite strange.
The Golden Spirit Holy Mother was not at all comforted. She sighed and said, "My dear nephew, you don't know that some time ago, the saints of the three religions signed the List of Gods in the Purple Sky Palace. This calamity will happen when the Zhou Dynasty replaces the Shang Dynasty.
If Wen Zhong's disciple is determined to assist the Youshang clan, then when a catastrophe strikes, it will be too late for him to escape. Furthermore, given his character, he probably doesn't even want to escape."
Thinking that Wen Zhong would be a famous figure on the List of Gods in the future, Fu Li couldn't help but remain silent.
No one knows a son better than his mother. The Golden Spirit Holy Mother was absolutely right about Wen Zhong’s character.
Fortunately, she didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer and soon started talking about the affairs of the three religions.
Ling Zhuzi happened to be nearby, so Empress Yunxiao asked, "I heard your future is already decided. You're going to become a disciple of Junior Brother Taiyi of the Xianjiao Sect. I think it won't be long before the Empress Wa Palace summons you back and sends you to Qianyuan Mountain to become a disciple."
Lingzhuzi really didn't know this, and was stunned when he heard it. He thought that the weapons on him were all made by Taiyi Zhenren. It was obvious that this was a tacit understanding between the Wahuang Palace and the Chan Sect.
He nodded and said, "Everything is up to your majesty's arrangements."
When the Zixiao Palace distributed the treasures, he was one of the spiritual treasures on the treasure-dividing cliff. He was brought back to the Wahuang Palace by the goddess Nuwa, and absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and gradually developed spiritual intelligence.
After Nuwa noticed this, she did not destroy his intelligence. Instead, she always brought him with her whenever she discussed Taoism with her fellow Taoists, which greatly accelerated his cultivation progress.
This kindness is as great as the sky and the earth, and Lingzhuzi has never been an ungrateful person.
Having been with Nuwa for many years, he naturally knew that although Nuwa was also a saint of the Heavenly Dao, her strength was not as good as the Three Pure Ones of Xuanmen.
What's more, after the two saints in the West established the Western Religion, they bewitched people and won over believers in the West, and their power has gradually become equal to that of the Wa Palace over the years.
If things continue to develop freely, it won't be long before Nuwa becomes the lowest among the six saints of heaven.
The current situation is that the three Xuanmen religions are the strongest. Nuwa Niangniang relies on the support of the demon clan and the support of the human clan to barely suppress the two saints in the West.
If they didn't want to be surpassed by the two saints of the West, they had no choice but to form an alliance with the three religions. And the Lingzhuzi was the sincerity of the alliance between the two sides.
Lingzhuzi knew this very well and had no objection in his heart.
After all, he had seen Taiyi Zhenren before. He was not only highly skilled in cultivation, but also a very strict person. The fact that Lingzhuzi became his disciple clearly showed that he had been carefully selected by Nuwa.
The so-called catastrophe of the Conferred Gods was caused by the disciples of the three religions disobeying the orders of the Emperor of Heaven, and the Lord of Heaven was furious and reported it to the Taoist Ancestor, which triggered the "Three Religions Signing the Conferred God List".
But the fundamental reason was the calamity caused by the excessive killing of the Xianjiao immortals, and the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao were all affected by the calamity.
They did not want to be bound by the List of Gods, and they were even more disdainful of working under Haotian. They got together to calculate and came up with a way to avoid the disaster.
That is to accept disciples, teach them martial arts, pass on to them magic weapons, and let the disciples take on the calamity for themselves.
Taiyi Zhenren's collection of Lingzhuzi was just the beginning. After that, the Twelve True Immortals of the Xianjiao would come to the mortal world one after another to recruit disciples.
Fu Li suddenly thought: Ling Zhuzi has become Taiyi Zhenren's disciple now, and the other Golden Immortals will accept disciples later. When Ling Zhuzi descends to the mortal world and becomes Nezha, Taiyi Zhenren will definitely accept him as a disciple again.
In this case, after Lingzhuzi becomes Nezha, will he be considered a senior brother or a junior brother to Yang Jian and other three generations of disciples?
She shook her head, driving away this nonsensical thought, and then heard Zhao Gongming say carelessly: "Anyway, this catastrophe is most likely to be a matter of the Chan Sect. When the time comes, we will obey the teacher's orders and recite the Huangting Sutra behind closed doors."
At this point, he glanced at Fu Li again and said, "Besides, I still have to teach my apprentices. How can I have time to get involved in such trivial matters?"
Qiong Xiao immediately nodded in agreement: "Brother is right, this is all caused by those people from the Xianjiao sect. Let them find a way to deal with the disaster themselves. It has nothing to do with us."
Fu Li glanced at the two of them and thought, "That's not necessarily true. First of all, you have to be able to withstand the instigation."
Thinking about how Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao got on the list, Fu Li felt that instead of relying on their own awareness, it would be better for her to think of a way to make sure Zhao Gongming really had no time to get involved.
After exchanging information, they prepared to leave. Before leaving, they each left behind some magical instruments and elixirs, asking Zhao Gongming to help them sell them.
Zhao Gongming patted his chest and took on the responsibility: "Don't worry, sisters and junior sisters, I will take care of it. It will be the same as before."
The Golden Spirit Mother glanced at Fu Li and said teasingly with a smile, "Now that Junior Brother has a disciple, why don't you take a little more commission to support him?"
She was just joking, but Zhao Gongming was a sincere man, and after hearing this, he really lowered his head and started to think about it.
Fu Li was speechless upon seeing this. Just as she was about to speak to smooth things over, Zhao Gongming spoke first, "The people who asked me to sell are all family members, so I can't take a high commission. However, I can raise the price when I sell it."
Obviously, the Golden Spirit Mother and the Three Sisters knew his character, and seeing him so serious, they couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, big brother, you are still busy here, so we won't disturb you." Yunxiao and his two sisters saluted him, then took the arm of the Golden Spirit Mother and left together.
After everyone left, Fu Li leaned over and whispered, "Teacher, Master was joking with you, didn't you hear it?"
"Of course I heard it." Zhao Gongming glanced at her with a look that said, "Do you think I'm stupid?" "But what Senior Sister Jin Ling said is also true. I have disciples to support in the future."
As the saying goes: Sincerity is the ultimate weapon.
Fu Li was a little touched. She pulled his clothes and said, "Teacher, I can actually support you."
Zhao Gongming smiled and patted her head: "What a silly child! Why don't you go out and ask around? Who in the Three Realms of the Great Desolation doesn't know my name, Zhao Gongming? Don't worry, no one can be shortchanged, but you won't be shortchanged."
After saying this, he pushed her towards Hua Jing and said loudly, "Several houses have been built at the foot of the mountain. Zhao Bao, Na Zhen and the others have tidied them up. I don't know if they will suit your taste. Disciple, take your master to have a look first."
Hua Jing bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Master Zhao."
Zhao Gongming waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Why thank me? We're all family from now on. It's boring to be so polite all the time."
Hua Jing was a meticulous person, and within just half a day, he had already figured out Zhao Gongming's personality. Knowing that he spoke from the heart, he didn't hesitate any longer and rode the cloud chariot with Fu Li back to the foot of the mountain.
Their luggage is still here, guarded by twenty-three potters.
There were naturally wild beasts roaming Mount Emei, but the boy who had summoned treasures was extremely careful, having left a jade pendant imbued with Zhao Gongming's aura before leaving the mountain. Not to mention the wild beasts of the mountain, even the more powerful spirits didn't dare approach the group.
However, those wild beasts and goblins were wandering around within their sight, and the craftsmen were all mortal beings, so the psychological pressure was quite great.
After finally waiting for Fu Li and the others to come down the mountain, the porcelain craftsmen breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward to greet them: "Master, Yuanjun."
"Everyone, get up. No need to be so polite." Fu Li gestured for them to stand up and turned to Zhao Bao Tongzi, "Thank you for looking after them."
The treasure-calling boy smiled and said, "Senior Sister, you are too kind. It is just my duty. Senior Sister, the territory that the master has allocated to Yuanjun is just ahead. Please follow me."
Fu Li and the others rode the cloud chariot again, but this time it ran on the ground instead of soaring into the sky. The porcelain craftsmen drove the carriages loaded with gifts, following behind the cloud chariots. They followed the specially cleared mountain road and arrived at a flat and wide valley.
Mount Emei is located in Shu. Although the concept of "Shu" did not exist at that time, Shu has been mountainous since ancient times, and Mount Emei and Mount Qingcheng are the most mountainous among them.
It is naturally not easy to find such a large piece of flat land in the continuous mountain range.
Hua Jing was not the kind of person who was detached from the world. When he saw such a large piece of flat land and a row of more than thirty stone houses, he sighed repeatedly that Master Zhao had taken so much trouble.
The food was cleaned up very well, but there were not many daily necessities.
However, they brought daily necessities in their luggage, and Su Rong and Fu Yue and eight others worked together and quickly decorated several rooms.
There are three rows of stone houses. The first row has nine rooms, the second row has thirteen rooms, and the third row has seventeen rooms forming a semicircle, covering the first two and a half rows.
Su Rong, Fu Yue and others lived in the first row, their master and apprentice lived in the second row, and the third row was for the porcelain craftsmen, with two people in each room.
After everything was cleaned up, the potters spontaneously cut some suitable trees in the mountains, connected the two ends of the last row of houses, and built a fence to keep out wild beasts in the mountains.
Before they could finish packing, Lingzhuzi had already inspected the area. When he returned, he saw the porcelain craftsmen working on the fence. He said to Fuli, "Master Zhao has set up a formation here. No beasts or monsters dare approach. Why bother with this?"
"Maybe it's for peace of mind, just pursuing a certain form." Fu Li replied casually, pulling him towards the second row of rooms. "Come on, come on, I've cleaned up a room especially for you. See if there's anything else that needs to be changed."
Ling Zhuzi's eyes immediately lit up with a smile, and he said modestly, "I don't live here often, so why bother?"
If his steps were not very coordinated, or even a little eager, Fu Li would have believed his lies.
Fu Li cursed inwardly, forcing a fake smile and saying, "Even if it's just for one day, I have to make sure you feel comfortable. Otherwise, I'd feel really bad."
Ling Zhuzi shook off the goose bumps all over his body, and while pulling away her hand that was clinging to his arm, he said disdainfully, "Talk properly!"
"I won't!" Fu Li snorted coquettishly and shouted at the top of her voice, "Lingzhuzi, Lingzhuzi, Lingzhuzi~"
Lingzhuzi fled in panic.
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