Chapter 663: Another Draft
Fairy Qingyao led the way in front, passed through the chaotic ladder, walked out of the mist and returned to the mountain.
Fairy Qingyao saw Gong Mengbi looking tipsy and knew he probably didn't have the brainpower to chat with her, so she just said, "Contemplate well and don't waste this opportunity."
But he seemed a little dizzy and I didn't know if he heard it or not.
Fairy Qingyao smiled and shook her head, saying, "You little fox."
There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, and then she stretched out her hand, and a green feather appeared in her palm. When she blew it, it fluttered and landed on Gong Mengbi's clothes.
Fairy Qingyao then turned and vanished into a flying rainbow, seemingly melting into the sunlight. Only a faint bird song echoed in the air, and then silence fell.
Gong Mengbi sat back in front of the waterfall, cross-legged in front of the cliff, supporting his chin with one hand, and fell into deep thought.
The water vapor surged and seeped into his clothes, but it did not shake him at all.
By the time he finally woke up, it was already night and the moon was high in the sky.
He was full of energy, his eyes filled with the clarity and wisdom of a sudden enlightenment. He looked up at the bright moon, as if he could see the Moon Palace within it. He lowered his head and smiled, saying, "So that's how it is."
There are differences between immortals and gods, but there is no such distinction. The two complement each other, each with its own profound principles, yet they also have the same essence of different paths leading to the same destination, mutually reinforcing each other.
For example, if there is a severe drought in the world, the immortals can naturally transport water vapor, or even borrow water from rivers, lakes and seas to relieve the drought.
But the gods can also manipulate the wind and clouds to bring down rain from the sky.
They all make the world rain. Although the magic spells of the gods are different, in essence they are all about the combination of yin and yang.
But how many practitioners in the world can move water vapor and bring down sweet rain?
That is why there is the art of praying for rain. It is not about directly moving water vapor, but about communicating with the god in charge of water and using the power of the god to make it rain.
It's like when Gong Mengbi subdued the Five-Powered God. With his own magical powers, he could never defeat the Three-Rank Five-Powered God. But by borrowing the power of the gods in the Moon Palace, he was able to subdue the Five-Powered God.
He practices the Way of Immortality, but is still deeply entangled with the Way of God. This is not only true for him, but for others as well.
Master Shi Da commands the Thunder God with the Five Thunder Decrees, and the spiritual god also looks like the five Thunder Gods, which naturally cannot be separated from the support of Shinto.
In addition to borrowing the power of gods, immortals themselves are also gods.
Take Gong Mengbi's immediate superior for example, his immortal record is under the name of Taishan Niangniang, which shows that Taishan Niangniang is qualified to be the "Immortal Lord" or "Immortal King", but Taishan Niangniang must not only be an immortal, but also a god who protects the nine provinces and ten directions.
The goddess secretly taught Gong Mengbi the secret of heaven. When he understood the mystery, it was like breaking through the window paper. Many things that were originally unclear became clearer in his eyes.
Although this cannot directly increase his Taoism, it can help him see the essence of the world.
Gong Mengbi prayed silently in his heart and thanked the goddess and the empress several times.
When he stood up, he saw a green feather falling from his clothes. He picked it up in his hand and looked at it carefully.
Gong Mengbi smiled knowingly and put Qingyu away carefully.
This is the protection that Fairy Qingyao left on him out of love and protection, fearing that outsiders would disturb his understanding.
Turning into Xuanyuan Cave, several friends were still recuperating from their injuries in the formation with the help of Zhenshan's spiritual power.
Gong Mengbi took out some elixir from his sleeve pouch and gave it to several friends to help them recuperate and concentrate their minds.
While the Mountain Guardian's spiritual power was indeed abundant, and the Moon's secret medicine was also good at healing injuries, they weren't truly the right remedies. Now that they had the spiritual medicine, the injuries of the few people began to improve rapidly.
When dawn came, Mr. Yuan Ming, whose mind was in a mess, finally woke up.
Gong Mengbi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank God, you've been so confused these past few days, like you were completely drunk. I don't know what to do."
Mr. Yuan Ming said, "The magic medicine works, there's no need to worry."
Once he wakes up, he can heal himself. Otherwise, relying on Gong Mengbi's external help for treatment would be somewhat unsustainable.
Gong Mengbi was waiting outside the cave, working on his spiritual power during the day and collecting moonlight to make secret medicine at night. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to start writing.
When he finished writing the first draft of the document, Master Shi came to say goodbye.
Master Shi Da was the first to recover. He said, "I've been thankful for Daoist Fellow Lao Gong's care these past few days."
Gong Mengbi said, "If it weren't for the great wizard's help, I'm afraid we wouldn't know when the disaster of Wutong would be resolved."
Master Shi Da, on the other hand, showed some worry and asked, "Can the disaster of the Five Elements really be solved?"
Gong Mengbi couldn't guarantee it either, and said, "We can only give it a try. Today won't be the worst day."
Master Shi was stunned for a moment, then said cheerfully, "It couldn't have been worse today. Good! Fellow Daoist Gong has enlightened me."
Gong Mengbi waved his hand and said, "Master, just call me Mingfu. There's no need to be so distant. I'm afraid I'll bother you a lot in the future."
Master Shi Da laughed and said, "Well, in that case, don't be polite. Just call me Tiezhu. If there's anything I can help you with, please come find me at Qionglong Mountain."
Gong Mengbi said, "Definitely."
After Master Shi left, the second person to leave was Mr. Yuanming. He was well versed in the art of regulating Qi, and if he hadn't been mentally injured and in a daze, he would have been the first to recover.
Mr. Yuan Ming said, "I have unfinished business and cannot stay for long. Come find me if you have anything else."
After a pause, he continued, "If you're not in a hurry, you don't have to come looking for me."
Without waiting for Gong Mengbi to speak, he ran away.
Gong Mengbi frowned, feeling doubtful. "This Xuanyuan Cave seems to be your abode, right?"
Although Mr. Yuanming was somewhat afraid of Gong Mengbi, Gong Mengbi knew that if he really went to find him, Mr. Yuanming would help him no matter how small the matter was.
Some people are destined to worry, otherwise they would live in seclusion in the mountains and would not be involved in these things, nor would they let their children and nephews worry about the prophecies left by their master.
After seeing Mr. Yuan Ming off, Gong Mengbi revised and enriched the first draft.
When Gong Mengbi submitted the first draft of the document to the headmaster's desk, he felt very uncertain. Even though he had revised it many times, he was still worried that it was too immature when it was presented to the goddess.
The goddess closed the document and said, "Your discussion of spirit and vocation is quite good. However, if you truly want to steal the heavens and change the day, relying solely on changes in vocations is not enough. You need to think clearly about what heavens you want to steal, what day you want to change, what situation you are trying to solve, and where you will end up."
"Is it the Five-Power God?"
The goddess looked into his eyes, and he suddenly woke up.
Gong Mengbi was sweating profusely, but also felt relieved. He said, "I looked too deeply, and my vision became narrower."
The goddess laughed and said, "Take it back and write another draft."
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