This is the final part of the plan.
The Demon-Subduing Book is just a disguise, its true identity is a household name divine object - the Investiture of the Gods!
Li Daoxuan had doubts when he first entered the Heavenly Palace.
After the Battle of the Gods , many gods in heaven were actually controlled by the List of Gods, with their true spirits attached to them, so they could be resurrected even if they died in battle.
Why didn't the List of Gods work when the gods and Buddhas were swallowed?
After awakening the memory of Master Tongtian, Li Daoxuan suddenly realized.
The Investiture of the Gods was not ineffective, but it was renamed the Book of Demon-Subduing Heaven, which became his golden finger.
The list contains the original imprints of all immortals and gods, so Li Daoxuan can obtain their magical powers and magic weapons through this book.
Of course, the intention of the saints in handing this list to Li Daoxuan was not just to train him, but for this moment.
Li Daoxuan unfolded the List of Gods and looked at the familiar names on it, with a hint of emotion in his eyes.
He opened his mouth and chanted: "The Great Emperor of Tianqi Rensheng, Mount Tai, why don't you return to your throne as soon as possible!"
A sound of bull's eyes was heard, and Huang Feihu came riding a five-colored divine bull. He had a long beard that fluttered behind his head, phoenix eyes, and drooping eyebrows. He was wearing golden armor and holding a golden chisel and a reed pestle in his hands.
He clasped his fists and saluted Li Daoxuan.
"Thank you, Saint!"
He glanced at the world, then smiled slightly, rode a cow into the sky, turned into light and shadow and disappeared. In an instant, a bright star appeared in the dark night, dispelling some of the darkness.
Huang Feihu's name gradually disappeared from the List of Gods, and Li Daoxuan sighed when he saw this.
This means that the other party voluntarily gave up his final original true spirit and completely dissipated between heaven and earth. Even a saint cannot resurrect him.
In contrast, the power of Lady in Green increased.
They chose to return their power to the new Heavenly Dao and help him defeat Hongjun.
Back then, Hongjun dreamed of swallowing up all the gods and Buddhas and making all the great power belong to himself. To this end, he even refined the Heaven and Lingshan Mountain into his own stomach. However, after swallowing them, he found that the power he gained was far less than he had imagined.
Because those gods and Buddhas have already transferred most of their power to the List of Gods.
Just wait for today, the list will be announced and I will ascend to heaven and kill the enemy.
"Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder Voice Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord, quickly return to your position!"
With a loud bang of thunder, the Three-Eyed Thunder Lord was born, holding a purple lightning whip, with fluttering hair, a stern look in his eyes, and a hatred of evil.
After the salute, he swung the purple lightning whip, his power was intimidating without him even getting angry, and the sound was like a huge bell.
"Slay the demons and eliminate the evil, and dare to ask for thunder punishment for the people!"
His burly body turned into thunder and flew towards the eternal night, and finally turned into a star as dazzling as lightning, shining brightly.
There is one less name on the List of Gods.
"Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly, return to your position!"
Nezha was wearing the Hun Tian Ling, riding on the Wind Fire Wheel, holding a Fire Spear, and flying towards the eternal night without looking back.
"Monster, take my shot!"
The Four Guardians, the Nine Star Officials, the Five Direction Gods...
The immortals returned to their positions, and one figure after another appeared, wearing tall hats and wide belts, with dignified faces. They saluted to Li Daoxuan, and then resolutely turned into stars in the eternal night.
This is the last thing they, as the righteous gods of China, can do for the common people.
Accept the incense of the people and follow the righteous path of heaven and earth!
In a trance, Li Daoxuan once again remembered a sentence that the Saint Taiqing once said.
Those gods and Buddhas... died voluntarily.
He didn't understand it before, but now, he finally understands.
One by one, the names disappeared from the List of Gods, and in their place were more and more stars in the eternal night. They guarded the bright moon and together dispelled the darkness.
Li Daoxuan's voice suddenly paused, and he was silent for a moment before he slowly read out the name.
"Zhongtian Ziwei Beiji Great Emperor...returns!"
The figure of Li Shimin appeared before him, wearing a dragon robe and an imperial crown. He looked heroic, majestic and handsome, just as when he first met him.
They looked at each other and smiled.
"The emperor guards the country's gates, and the king dies for the country. Taichong, I will always remember the poem you wrote for me that year."
After a pause, he laughed loudly, his heroic spirit still the same as before, and said: "Let the two of you create another prosperous era!"
His figure broke through the air and turned into an incomparably bright star, illuminating the darkness.
Li Daoxuan did not say anything, but took off the wine gourd from his waist and poured the wine on it.
Brother Li, have a safe journey.
…
The world, Chang'an City.
As the eternal night fell, the world fell into darkness, but unlike the eternal night during the Southern Dynasty, this time, many disasters broke out in the world.
Mountains collapsed, the ground cracked, cold currents and volcanoes appeared.
The endless darkness gradually enveloped everyone. Countless people began to despair and felt the breath of the end of the world.
The world will soon return to chaos, and all things will wither.
But at this moment, a bright moon suddenly rose, spreading its light and illuminating the world. In an instant, warmth emerged and dispelled the cold.
Soon after, stars lit up one by one, gradually illuminating the night sky. The starlight gathered together, the earth stopped shaking, the mountains and rivers no longer collapsed, and the earth, water, wind and fire also became stable.
People looked up and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky and the stars shining brightly. The dreamy starry sky was like a beautiful painting, which made people's hearts beat fast.
They cheered and cried with joy.
No one knows what the stars that light up the night sky mean.
The next day, the sun rose and the morning light was bright.
People sang and danced in the sunshine, children ran among the golden wheat fields, and the women of the Tang Dynasty went out of their homes and played Cuju and polo with the men.
This great sacrifice is destined not to be recorded in history, and the grand plan that has been planned for 30,000 years will also be blown away by the wind. When the torrent calms down, all things grow, and everything continues to move forward.
The Yangtze River rolls eastward, and its waves wash away all the heroes.
But there are a few people who cannot let go of the missing name in history books and the missing figure in their memory.
Langzhong.
A little green tea dog was enjoying the hard-earned sunshine, smiling sweetly, rolling on the ground happily, and competing with the yellow dog next door to see who could bark louder.
Master is finally back!
She waited and waited for so many years, and finally saw her master again.
But for some reason, she always felt that her master was in a bad mood. He was always in a bad mood and kept reading a book.
indoor.
Taizhen looked at the "Xuanzhen Collection" in her hand. Many words were missing on it. It seemed as if she in the story was talking to a blank person?
Her intuition told her that the person was very important, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't figure it out.
Her hair was messy and there were waste papers all over the floor.
Who is it, the person I forgot, who is it?
…
Mount Yamfu.
The King of Medicine Sun Simiao was invited by Chen Ziyu to give acupuncture and treat a delicate little girl.
Sun Simiao has already become a god through the means of worship, and his medical skills are unparalleled in the world, but now his eyes are solemn, and finally he shook his head at Chen Ziyu.
After the two of them left, Sun Simiao sighed, "Your Majesty, I am powerless to save your daughter. I am afraid she will not live for many years."
"This is definitely not a disease, but a curse. Even after death, the soul will be scattered and it will be impossible to practice the way of ghost immortals."
Chen Ziyu felt as if struck by lightning and looked dazed.
"Medicine King, is there really no other way? Any natural treasure, as long as you tell me, I can find it!"
Sun Simiao shook his head and sighed, "Why not... ask her what her wish is and try to satisfy it."
Chen Ziyu calmed herself down, returned to the room and picked up the quiet and weak little girl. She had a face as delicate and lovely as a flower, but her face was pale and skinny, and she had to gasp for air every time she took a step.
It is hard to imagine that she is the daughter of the Emperor of the Underworld.
"Mom, am I going to die?"
The little girl raised her head, looking so well behaved that it made people feel distressed. She wiped away the tears on her mother's face, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Mother, can I...see my father?"
Chen Ziyu opened her red lips but didn't utter a word for a long time.
Your father, my husband...
Who is he?
Where did you go again?
…
Longhu Mountain, Heavenly Master Ceremony.
The aging Zhang Qianyang passed the Yangping Zhidu Seal, which symbolized the position of Heavenly Master, to his son Zhang Weiyang. He was so old that he could hardly move and needed someone to support him even when walking.
However, at the banquet in the evening, he stubbornly asked for an extra set of bowls and chopsticks on the table.
Someone asked him if an important person was coming.
He nodded without hesitation.
But when others asked him who was coming, he was speechless for a long time.
…
Time passes quietly.
The historians have filled in the gaps in history, and some illogical places have been covered up by the Spring and Autumn style of writing. Everything seems to have passed.
The Tang Dynasty was thriving.
In the small courtyard of Xuandu, a figure was about to pass away.
She was an old woman with white hair, her face full of wrinkles showing the traces of time, and there was a glimmer of light in her cloudy eyes.
The divine whip placed aside symbolizes the old woman's identity, who is none other than the great Tang Dynasty prince, Princess Changle, who is feared by all the world.
She kept calculating something, without stopping for a moment.
One hexagram after another.
She was counting the person who had been ignored by history, and there seemed to be a voice in her heart telling her that that was someone she should never forget.
Therefore, she has been fortune-telling all these years. However, this matter involves the laws of nature, and every time she does it, she has to pay the price of losing her lifespan, so that now she is old and gray, with white hair and frosty temples.
Hexagram 1,469!
She was just about to throw out the tortoise shell, but a mysterious deathly aura descended upon her head, and her trembling hands slowly froze.
Her pupils grew dimmer, and a feeling of unwillingness welled up in her heart.
Could it be that she really couldn't figure out the name?
At this moment, her cloudy eyes suddenly shook, revealing a strange light, and the vitality that had originally disappeared was restored as if it were a last breath.
That's... a rainbow!
She saw a colorful rainbow descending from the sky and coming towards her. Faintly, she seemed to see a Taoist priest in white clothes and a golden belt, who was handsome and extraordinary.
In an instant, Changle remembered everything.
Tears welled up in her eyes and she tremblingly shouted out two words.
“Master…”
Li Daoxuan walked up to her, stretched out his hand and smiled.
Changle recalled the evening more than a hundred years ago when her father, the emperor, and her mother, the queen, prepared a birthday banquet for her in the palace. The young girl held her master's hand and crossed Chang'an across the Rainbow Bridge to the palace.
She held her master's hand and walked slowly onto the Rainbow Bridge. The two of them climbed up into the sky and looked out at the magnificent Chang'an City at sunset.
"Master, now that you're back, are you still leaving?"
"I'm not leaving."
Li Daoxuan touched her white hair and said with a smile: "I will never leave again."
Changle was finally satisfied. He slowly closed his eyes and completely lost his last breath.
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand and the divine whip flew up and turned into a willow branch again. He guided Changle's soul into it with his fingers.
Suddenly, the willow branches burst into bursts of clear light, full of vitality.
The evening breeze blows and the willow leaves sway.
…
Underworld.
The sickly little girl rode on the little bird's back, overlooking the scenery in the underworld, with a hint of longing in her eyes.
At the age of eight, when he should be playing, he had to lie in bed all day and had only one chance to go out every day.
Suddenly, she seemed to see something and said crisply, "Auntie Que, look, there seems to be a person over there!"
Xiao Que'er was surprised and said, "He seems to be a living person, how did he end up in the underworld?"
It flew down with the young master and saw a man in white planting willow trees. It immediately said rudely: "Hey, who are you? This is around Mount Yanfu. Leave now!"
The man in white stopped what he was doing and turned around slowly.
The moment he saw him, Xiao Que'er was struck by lightning and his voice became stammering.
"You, you, you are... Li, Li Daoxuan!"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, but his eyes were looking straight at the beautiful and thin girl. When their eyes met, there seemed to be some invisible force that moved his heart and his eyes became unusually gentle.
“Want to plant willow trees together?”
Li Daoxuan invited her.
The little girl's eyes lit up and she said, "Okay!"
She didn't know why, but she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when she saw this person.
The two of them planted the willow branch together and watered it.
"Thank you for helping me plant the willow tree. Look, it's very happy too."
The willow branches swayed, gently brushing the little girl's hands, as if expressing gratitude.
The little girl was even more surprised, and her laughter sounded like an oriole.
But soon she was tired, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she was panting.
"If you help me plant trees, I'll give you a delicious treat."
Li Daoxuan gently wiped the sweat and mud off her face. With a wave of his hand, a cloud from the sky fell and turned into a snow-white candy that landed in the little girl's palm.
"Try it."
Smelling the tempting aroma, the little girl swallowed her saliva, but ultimately did not eat it.
"My mother said that I can't just eat other people's food. I need to take medicine."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, saying: "After taking this, you won't need to take medicine anymore."
"Really?"
"Of course, if your mother scolds you, I will spank her."
The little girl said angrily: "Bragging!"
Mother is so powerful, do you think you are my father?
Just as she was about to eat the candy, a figure fell from the sky, her red dress as fiery as fire and as cold as frost.
"wait--"
Just as Chen Ziyu was about to stop him, she saw Li Daoxuan. She was instantly struck by lightning and froze in place.
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, opened his arms, walked forward and held her in his arms.
Chen Ziyu's body trembled slightly, it was a kind of throbbing feeling of losing and regaining something.
Li Daoxuan held her and turned her around for a few times, then smiled softly and said, "My dear, I'm back."
"This time, I won't leave again."
After a long time, a "hmm" sound was heard in my arms, and there was a slight tremor.
The little girl came closer, looking timid, her big, lively eyes full of desire.
"You, are you my father?"
Li Daoxuan smiled and nodded, saying, "Sorry, Dad went out to fight the bad guys and is back just now."
The little girl immediately jumped up, opened her arms, and said excitedly: "I want to hug too, I want to hug too!"
Li Daoxuan laughed and picked up one in each hand.
He looked at his daughter's face and the dragon and phoenix jade pendant on her chest, and said softly, "I didn't expect you to be my daughter."
The little girl was surprised and asked, "What?"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, saying, "Nothing."
"No, if there is something, tell me now!"
In the evening breeze, the little girl's voice chirped like a lark.
Li Daoxuan listened quietly with gentle eyes, and secretly kissed Sister Yu from time to time, waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of her and make the beautiful woman angry.
The years are peaceful and time seems to have stopped at this moment forever.
…
A moonlit night, a land of tenderness.
"You sneak out like this, aren't you afraid that the one at home won't agree?"
Taizhen's beautiful eyes turned, her clothes were half undressed, and her soft and boneless body lay on Li Daoxuan. She laughed softly, with a hint of charm in her voice.
Li Daoxuan coughed and said, "I paused time."
Tai Zhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I almost forgot, my junior brother... is now a saint."
"But this saint...why is he a little henpecked?"
In order to have a tryst with her, he actually activated the Avenue of Time and made the world pause. It's really laughable.
Li Daoxuan quickly changed the subject.
"Senior Sister, does what you said before still count?"
Before ascending to the heavens and killing the enemy, his senior sister had whispered something in his ear, the content of which was quite explosive.
Tai Zhen smiled slightly and said, "Okay, my saintly little junior brother, I will satisfy you tonight."
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she became majestic and arrogant, as if the Queen Mother of the West had awakened again.
"Junior brother, do you like this one, or..."
Her eyes changed again, becoming clear, bright, pure and lively, and her voice sounded like a frightened deer.
"Li Lao Mo, what do you want to do to me?"
Li Daoxuan coughed, waved his long sleeves, and closed the window completely.
The joy of the boudoir is not something that can be told to outsiders.
…
"It is reported that on May 26, 2021, my country will usher in the first total lunar eclipse of the year, and most parts of the country will be able to observe it..."
Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.
A young Taoist priest was watching a certain audio app with great interest when suddenly a figure blocked his way. He looked up and was surprised to find that it was a handsome young man in a Tang suit.
"Little Taoist priest, play with your phone less and stop giving likes to those dancing beauties all the time. It's easy to lose your concentration on Taoism."
The young Taoist priest blushed, made a face at him and said, "What do you care?"
He ran away angrily.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled. After one thousand two hundred years, his master had finally been reincarnated.
This old man has a very stubborn character. He refuses to follow the path of gods or ghosts. He insists on reincarnation and rebuilding his foundation.
There's nothing I can do about it, since he is the master.
But in this life, you have to call me Master.
Thinking of this, Li Daoxuan smiled slightly.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
"The headmaster is here!"
In the distance, there was a large crowd of people. A contemporary Taoist priest was walking towards them with great dignity, and he was accompanied by a large number of successful people in society. It was a grand ceremony.
Li Daoxuan shook his head slightly.
After the change of the Way of Heaven, the world slowly entered the Age of Dharma Ending, and the spiritual energy gradually dissipated. Up to now, let alone the Yang God, even those in the Bigu Realm can be said to be enlightened masters, and the Yin God Realm has even become a legend.
The once brilliant golden age has completely disappeared.
He turned and left, and disappeared.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the total lunar eclipse appeared on time. As the bright moon was blocked, the sky and the earth seemed to become much darker all of a sudden.
The top of Kunlun Mountain is said to be the place closest to the sky.
A melodious sound of piano rang out, and on the top of the mountain, a beautiful figure was playing the piano. She was wearing a purple dress with a fluttering shawl. She looked ethereal, with skin as white as ice and bones, and was so beautiful that it was beyond words.
Especially the sound of the piano under her jade fingers is like the sound of nature, which makes people forget the worldly affairs.
The song ended and applause broke out.
Li Daoxuan appeared beside her and said with a smile, "Ya, it's really Ya."
"But my lady, you can only come down to earth to meet a mortal like me during a lunar eclipse. Time is limited during such a beautiful time. Let's get down to business."
Lady Qingyi shook her head and sighed, "Letting you listen to the zither is like a cow chewing a peony, a waste of nature's gift."
Li Daoxuan smiled casually, held her hand tightly, and looked into her eyes.
"My lady, how did you know?"
Lady in green showed a hint of doubt.
"I not only like to chew peonies, but I like to chew...purple peonies even more."
He kissed her, waved his hand to blow the guqin away, and pulled the incomparable fairy down from the clouds .
It's not easy. I don't know how many times I have persuaded her over the past thousand years. Today, she is finally willing to put on this fairy purple dress.
Use the sky as your blanket and the earth as your bed.
The fairy descended to earth.
The next day.
"It is reported that last night's lunar eclipse lasted longer than experts predicted for some reason. The specific reason is still unknown, but it is suspected to be affected by the movement of the sun..."
(End)