When the world was first created, rules were established and order was formed.
Spiritual energy is flowing, thunder is roaring, wind is howling, and snow is flying.
Yanxu, who had just transformed into a god, sat suspended between heaven and earth, looking around with indifferent eyes.
The power in his hand that is enough to destroy the world is poured into the universe. All things are peaceful, the clouds are leisurely, and the mountains are undulating and majestic.
Yanxu sat quietly in the air for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and the century had entered the wilderness. Below him, huge strange beasts were roaring and screaming.
Feeling bored, Yanxu built a temple on the top of the Sun and Moon and slept on the ground.
The universe is vast, time changes, all things wither and flourish, and prosperity and decline go back and forth.
One day, a ball of thunder covered the sky, roaring through the clouds, causing chaos between heaven and earth, and also waking up the sleeping Yanxu.
Yanxu woke up from the ground of the temple, patted his spotless robe, put his hands behind his back, disappeared from the temple, and appeared in the sky.
Looking at this living thunder elephant, Yanxu waited quietly for it to transform.
After a long time, a three-headed child appeared from the thunder. He was dressed in dark purple robes and sat in the thunder, shaking his feet and looking at Him.
"Why are you taller than me?" As the two looked at each other, the little boy spoke first, his childish eyes still showing the arrogance and pride of being Thunder.
Yanxu reached out and grabbed him by the back of his collar, lifted him in front of him, and looked at him for a moment.
The little boy's hand slapped Yanxu's arm, carrying a thundering force that was enough to overturn the heavens and the earth.
Yanxu took a glance and the thunder dissipated in an instant.
He smiled and said, "Why? I transformed earlier than you, because I am the Dao of this world, so I am naturally greater than you."
"Your thunder is nothing more than that."
The little boy was not happy about being held like this by him, but he did not try to push him away by force. He just shouted, "Put me down!"
"We'll talk after you win." Yanxu carried him back to the temple on the top of the Sun and Moon. "How about you become my disciple?"
For thousands of years, there has only been one god in this world, which is too boring. Now that Thunder Elephant has given birth to a god, he has taken him in as a disciple, taught him, and passed the time to find some fun.
"Nothing." The little boy he was holding held his hands, his face dark.
He was already several heads shorter than him, and he didn't want to be shorter than him again.
Yanxu threw him into a corner of the hall, trapped him with the energy of heaven and earth, and then made him sleep on the ground.
"If you figure it out, call me."
The little boy sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at him with an unhappy expression.
After staring at him for ten thousand years, the little boy didn't want to waste his time with him, so he said, "Dao, wake up."
Yanxu opened his eyes, supported himself on the ground with one palm, sat up, and raised his head to signal him to speak.
The little boy stood up, patted his robe, and bowed respectfully, "Dao, now Lei Xiang worships you as his master."
"Master, please accept my disciple's greeting."
Since he is more powerful and taller than him, I think he can teach him something.
The strong are respected.
Yanxu laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the sky, and stroked the top of the boy's head, "Shan, when I saw your incarnation that day, the sky was overturned and the earth was shaken, and your spirit was as radiant as a god, so you should be named Shen Ye, how about that?"
"Shen Ye thanks Master for the name."
"My name is Yanxu, from which all things are derived, and all things are void."
"Master, Shen Ye has made note of your name." He suppressed all the arrogance in his eyes and looked gentle.
From then on, Shen Ye lived on the top of the sun and the moon, chasing the clouds and the sun, catching the wind and playing with the moon every day, and roaming freely between heaven and earth.
When he calmed down, he would sit cross-legged on top of the clouds, watching the four seasons divided by the void, controlling all things, dividing the mountains and rivers, and calming down the chaos.
On another day, a gust of wind rushed across the gaps between mountains and rivers, passed through the peaks and over the ridges, soared straight up into the sky, gathered small and micro forces, and finally swept across the sky and the earth, obscuring the sun and the moon.
Yanxu landed on the top of the cloud, sat to the right of Shenye, stroked his hair, and said, "I'll get you a junior brother to play with."
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