Chapter 1 Beauty misleads people
◎She looks at the face◎
It was the unknown number of kalpas after Father Pangu created the world. It had been tens of thousands of years since the first catastrophe of the Dragon Han Dynasty when the Demon Ancestor Rāhu instigated a war between the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes.
It is said that the three tribes killed each other in chaos, and all living things in the world were devastated.
But that was when Kong Shuang was still an egg. When she broke out of the egg in the Immortal Volcano, the Yuanfeng who gave birth to her, including the ancestor dragon of the dragon clan and the first Qilin of the Qilin clan, had all died in the war. She could only sigh that she had no chance to see them.
Tens of thousands of years after its birth, the primitive world has largely recovered its vitality. The descendants of the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn are pitifully few, and they have all gone into seclusion, no longer as glorious as before. Now the two tribes of wizard and lich dominate the primitive world, and there are constant disputes between them.
However, none of these can compare to Kong Shuang's current interest in these spiritual fruits that are about to mature.
On Kunlun Mountain, Kong Shuang hid her body in the dark, staring at the flickering golden light in the forest. She had been hiding here for a long time and finally waited for the spiritual fruit to ripen.
She had never seen a spiritual fruit with such rich spiritual energy. Even the ginseng fruit she had eaten in Wuzhuang Temple, which took three thousand years to bloom, three thousand years to bear fruit, and three thousand years to mature, could not compare to it.
By eating just one, she could break free from her shackles and be promoted to the Golden Immortal. From then on, she would have a place in the prehistoric world and would no longer have to worry about being captured and used as a mount by those two bald donkeys from the West.
After she died in her previous life, she woke up in an egg. After she broke out of the shell, she realized that she was a peacock, conceived by her mother Yuanfeng. She was the first peacock since the creation of the world. By the way, she also had a younger brother, the Peng bird.
In the mythology she was familiar with, there was also a famous peacock, but that peacock was a little boy who was captured by two Western monks and used as a mount. In the end, he was forced to change his gender and became a Buddha mother.
She was initially unsure if she was the peacock, until later on, during her training in the prehistoric world, she actually encountered two bald donkeys, who kept muttering, "Daoist friend and I are destined to go to the West—"
Then she took off running.
Only then did she confirm that she had become the legendary Kong Xuan, no, now it was Kong Shuang.
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In a moment, the originally faint golden light in the forest suddenly became brighter, and a powerful spiritual power spread outward. The spiritual fruit was finally about to mature. Kong Shuang was overjoyed. He flew and dodged several times and moved quickly into the forest.
As the figures got closer, Kong Shuang saw that the ancient trees in the forest were shining with golden light. Among the lush branches and leaves, there were several plump, golden fruits hanging, which was very pleasing to the eye.
After a rough count, there were nine in total. Kong Shuang counted on her fingers and calculated carefully. She gave two to her unlucky and useless brother, two to Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi, because she always ate and drank for free from them in the past, and left two for the Jade Rabbit sisters on Taiyin Star. In this way, she had three left, and her promotion to Daluo Jinxian was a sure thing.
She stretched out her hand and just touched the fruit, she felt a strange fluctuation of spiritual power coming from the picture beside her, and a figure flashed before her eyes. In an instant, Kong Shuang's body shook and she was shocked and flew back dozens of steps. The silver bells on her ankles made bursts of crisp sounds.
Kong Shuang was startled for a moment, and when she looked again, she saw two people suddenly in front of her.
The man on the left is a Taoist wearing a gray Taoist robe. He looks very young, but has three inappropriate wisps of beautiful beard. His face is calm and his emotions are indistinguishable.
To his right was a man in white, a young man with an ethereal temperament, delicate features and unparalleled handsomeness, but his expression was cold, as frosty as ice.
Two people?
Kong Shuangwei frowned slightly and snorted coldly, but his tone was a little more uncertain: "What do you mean, fellow Taoists?"
The Taoist in gray didn't say anything, and the Taoist in white didn't say anything either. They just used their eyes, which were like ice knives, to shoot cold arrows at her, either wanting to stab her to death or freeze her to death.
Although they did not take action, Kong Shuang could feel the vast spiritual power and unseen cultivation of the two people opposite her, which was at least much stronger than her.
Kong Shuang felt more certain and wailed in her heart. This was much more serious than she had imagined. Not to mention sneaking into Kunlun Mountain, she couldn't even get a bite of this fruit.
Still unwilling to give up, Kong Shuang smiled with his last bit of stubbornness and said, "In the prehistoric times, I still understand the principle of sharing half of the fruit when meeting. Although I discovered this spiritual fruit first, since you two fellow Taoists also want it, I can't let you return empty-handed this time."
Her expression was sincere and thoughtful, and her tone was righteous and awe-inspiring.
Unfortunately, the two Taoists on the opposite side didn't buy her trick at all.
The Taoist priest in white summoned his magic weapon, a hint of disdain on his cold face as he shouted, "This is East Kunlun, the Taoist temple of my three brothers. Naturally, everything here belongs to my three brothers."
As expected, Kong Shuang lowered his head, feeling a little more at ease.
The Three Pure Ones brothers of Kunlun Mountain were transformed from the original spirit of Father God Pangu. They enjoyed the merit of creating the world and were truly the chosen ones of heaven.
According to Hongyun's information, the older one must be Taiqing Laozi, the eldest of the Three Pure Ones, and the ice block must be Yuqing Yuanshi.
This time——I hit a wall!!!
Thinking of this, Kong Shuang couldn't help but look up and glance behind the two of them. Aren't there three brothers? Why are there only two?
She is still most interested in Shangqing Tongtian among the Three Pure Ones, who is a famous representative of beauty, strength and tragedy in the ancient times.
According to legends of later generations, the three brothers will fall apart in the future, and the third brother, Tongtian, will suffer the most. He is beaten to a bloody pulp by the eldest and second brothers and the two bald donkeys from the West. His magic weapon is gone, his apprentice dies, and he himself is locked up in a small dark room.
Kong Shuang gritted his teeth, put on a smile, and said in a clear and melodious voice, feigning surprise, "Could it be that you two are Daoist Fellows Taiqing and Yuqing? I have admired the Three Pure Ones for a long time. I came to Kunlun Mountain specifically to pay my respects to you Daoists. I took these spiritual fruits originally to give to you Daoists. What a fate."
Taiqing's originally expressionless face softened a little, and he glanced at her, as if to say that you still have some vision.
Yuqing, however, didn't buy it. She glanced at the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in her hand, looking as if she was about to hit her, and sneered, "Sweet talk!"
He won't give in to any soft or hard tactics! The warm and friendly smile on Kong Shuang's face froze. At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky, striking in their direction. Laozi Yuanshi couldn't help but look over. Yuanshi's face showed a nervous expression, and even Laozi's usually calm face couldn't help but show some cracks.
She couldn't help but complain in her heart, thinking that even God couldn't stand Yuqing's arrogant look!
Before she could finish her complaints, a bolt of lightning struck her directly the next second. She was so shocked that she almost vomited blood.
Kong Shuang felt something in her heart and was surprised. She opened her arms to welcome the thunders. The thunder tribulation that she had been thinking about had finally come. After suffering the thunder tribulation, she would become a Daluo Jinxian. But she couldn't help but feel a headache. Why did it happen at this time?
She flew up in a hurry and quickly flew out of Kunlun Mountain. If she survived the tribulation in Kunlun Mountain this time, she was afraid that Yuanshi would not be able to control himself and smash her to death!
Suddenly, from the depths of the ancient world, there were cries of phoenixes and roars of dragons, bursts of Buddhist chants, and countless rays of light appeared in the sky, with continuous Taoist rhymes, as if golden lotuses filled with merits were falling from the clouds.
Kong Shuang was puzzled and muttered, "Isn't it just the promotion to Daluo Jinxian? Why are there so many strange phenomena? I wonder how many people will be promoted like me now."
Before he finished speaking, a clear laugh sounded out of nowhere.
Who is making fun of her? Kong Shuang frowned and looked around, ignoring the crackling thunder chasing after her.
As if the void was torn apart, a red figure slowly walked out, wearing a bright red Bagua robe, with fluttering sleeves and a faint flow of formations at the corners of the robe. As he moved, although he only took one step, he was already in front of her.
Before Kong Shuang could look at his face, a bolt of lightning struck her forehead again, making her a little dizzy.
The thunder in the sky became more and more fierce, with rumbling and lightning, and the sound was piercing her ears. It became more and more difficult for her to resist. There were countless black spots on her originally green Taoist robe, and her face was even a charcoal color. Suddenly, an almost irresistible pressure came from the sky, knocking her to the ground directly, and even the thunder in the sky took the opportunity to strike her several times.
The man in red acted in time, waving his sleeves lightly, and a familiar spiritual power floated down onto her body, repairing her battered body.
Kong Shuang finally breathed a sigh of relief, spat a mouthful of blood, and then crawled on the ground and tilted her head to look at the man in red. The Phoenix clan always looked at faces, and she was no exception. She stared at him with her eyes wide open.
It was a face between a teenager and a young adult, eyes like peach blossoms, red lips and white teeth, beautiful and graceful, with a high spirit. She had never thought that there was such a beauty in the ancient world. She quickly stood up, rubbing her face covered with black dust vigorously, and spoke in a very gentle and slow voice:
"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. May I know your name?"
At the same time, a solemn and majestic voice echoed from the sky: "My name is Hongjun. I have now become a saint and have attained the Great Dao. I will teach and enlighten all living beings. I will preach at the Purple Sky Palace in the Thirty-third Heaven for a period of one hundred years. Anyone in the prehistoric world who is predestined can listen!"
It turned out that Hongjun had become a saint. No wonder there was such a strange phenomenon. This day had finally arrived.
Kong Shuang had no time to think about whether Hongjun's voice had drowned out his own voice, nor did he have the mind to look at the handsome guy. He just felt wronged. It was clearly the same time, others were becoming saints there, while he was being struck by lightning. It was really the same person but with different fates.
The man in red was very happy to hear the news of Hongjun's ascension to the Sainthood. He bowed respectfully in the direction of Zixiao Palace and praised: "Good, very good!"
Kong Shuang was distracted by him and looked at him unconsciously. It wasn't like he became a saint, so why would he be so happy?
As she thought about this, her eyes suddenly lit up. Only her eyes shone brightly on her dark face. She said, "Daoist friend, I see you also want to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the teachings. Why don't we go together?"
The man in red smiled slightly, pondered in silence, and showed no intention of agreeing to her. He stretched out a slender jade finger and pointed upwards.
Beauty can be deceiving. Kong Shuang looked up and saw a silver snake-like thunder with tremendous force coming towards him.
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