The myth of Taiyi is relatively ancient, and only the myths of stars and dots have been passed down.
Taiyi God was originally the main god of the south in the pre-Qin Dynasty. It was still worshiped in the early Han Dynasty, and there were basically only a few legends in later generations.
Thinking of this, Song Lin had a thought in his mind and immediately entered this world.
Wow!
There was a dizzy feeling, and when he opened his eyes, he was standing by the river.
The bright moon illuminates the winding river. The green water of the river is gurgling like a long snake lying on the earth. The water smoke curls up on the river like a goddess's long dress.
Twelve mountain peaks are covered with green and green. The peaks are clustered together and reach straight into the sky. The great rivers are churning and trailing smoke.
This situation and this scene make people intoxicated.
“Nice view.”
Song Lin praised.
The scenery of this world actually gives me a feeling of enlightenment, which shows how active the laws of the great world are.
If you stay here for a long time, you might be able to understand the great truth about the river.
Whoosh…
At this time, a rustling sound suddenly came from the grass not far away.
Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw a little girl wearing colorful petal clothes jumping out of the grass.
Why add a small word? The girl is really small, only about the height of a palm. Her fair little face is full of panic. She clenches her fists and runs hard with her calves, as if something is chasing her behind her.
"Ouch!!"
The bushes parted, the leaves flew around, and an old wolf jumped out.
The green eyes stared closely at the little girl in colorful clothes, and saliva flowed from her smelly mouth.
"Ouch!"
The girl in colorful clothes hit Song Lin's ankle hard. She blinked her big eyes and looked at Song Lin pitifully.
"Haha, I'm sorry, little girl."
At this time, the old wolf rushed toward the two of them. Song Lin's eyes narrowed, and the old wolf suddenly stopped, and the body fell to the ground.
The little girl in colorful clothes got up in embarrassment, patted the dust on her body, saluted Song Lin, and said in a small voice: "Cai Xi, thank you, big brother."
"You're welcome, Caixi, where is your home?"
Song Lin squatted down and said.
He could sense that the little girl in front of him had a pure heart. She was not an ordinary monster, but a kind of spirit from heaven and earth.
"My home is in Wushan!"
Caixi's green little finger pointed at the highest one among the twelve peaks.
"Wushan? Is the goddess up there?" Song Lin asked curiously.
The Wushan goddess is famous in the Chu region and is rumored to be the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven.
"Eldest brother also knows the goddess sister?" Cai Xi's big eyes shone slightly, "I will take you to see her."
"Okay, I'll take you up."
Song Lin opened his palms and placed them on the ground, letting Caixi climb up.
Then flew to the highest peak.
The water vapor from the river forms white clouds surrounding the mountain peaks, which seems to be a formation.
Song Lin flew to and stopped in front of Bai Yun. Bai Yun was obviously alive and gathered into an old face.
"Grandpa Baiyun, please give in. This big brother just saved me."
"Okay, welcome."
The white clouds sounded old, and then spread out to form a path of clouds.
Song Lin took Caixi down.
The scenery on the top of the mountain is even more gorgeous, with clear water surrounded by a sea of flowers, towering ancient trees, and rugged rocks.
Song Lin and the two stopped in front of a large turtle-shaped stone by the Bishui Lake.
There is a white dragon sleeping with its body curled up on the shore, and its snoring can be heard faintly.
Hearing someone's movement, Bailong opened his golden eyes: "Who?"
"Young Master Xiaobai, it's me."
"oh."
Bailong fell asleep again.
At this time, countless people of the same size as Cai Xi appeared in the sea of flowers. Cai Xi jumped out of her hands and chattered with these elves about what she had just seen, causing a burst of exclamations from time to time.
A skinny green donkey came forward and showed a long smile to Song Lin: "Welcome your distinguished guest. I don't know what your distinguished guest's name is."
"Just call me Song Lin."
Song Lin noticed the bamboo house not far away, with lilac climbing on the green tear bamboo, and an old white ape next to it. Seeing Song Lin's gaze, the old white ape nodded.
One person and two demons started chatting.
Song Lin found that the creatures here did not have much defensiveness. They were sincere in dealing with people and things, and would not be defensive, even if they met a stranger like himself.
But what about the so-called goddess?
At this time, it began to drizzle in the sky.
The flower fairies sang ancient songs.
"On an auspicious day, General Mu will be happy to visit the emperor;
The long sword is filled with jade, and the jade ring is ringing.
Yao's mat is covered with jade, and the general's handle is decorated with beautiful flowers;
Steamed rhubarb and orchids are served, and osmanthus wine is served with pepper paste."
Bailong, whose name was Young Master Xiaobai, also woke up and took out his konghou to play music.
The sound is sweet and crisp, lingering around for three days, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.
The old fish jumped in the waves in the lake, and a few skinny dragons crawled out from the shore at some point, their bodies swaying to the music.
The drizzle gradually became lighter, and the flower fairy's body emitted white light, and her appearance quickly became aging.
"This is..." Song Lin was surprised, why was he suddenly about to die?
"Wouldn't it be nice to live and die without any worries?"
The green donkey sat cross-legged like a human being, took out a wine gourd from somewhere, and drank wine to the sound of singing.
"Life and death..."
Song Lin murmured to himself, is this also a kind of fun?
Maybe, life is short, and spending your whole life in happiness, rejoicing in life and death, is indeed a very high state.
They did not feel the sadness of death, but sang songs to welcome death.
Seeing through life and death is an extremely high level for human beings. I didn't expect that these creatures are born with it.
This gave Song Lin a lot of insights. By drawing materials from these creatures, he might be able to understand a deeper realm.
All the flower fairies, including Cai Xi who had just been rescued by Song Lin, also turned into light.
Many rays of light form a graceful human shape in the sky.
The wind is the clothes, the clouds are the rings, the soul is the grass, and the essence is Ganoderma lucidum.
Forming such a unique goddess in the world.
The goddess transformed from emptiness into reality, with a delicate figure and gorgeous clothes. Her appearance is unparalleled and her beauty is infinite. It has never been seen in ancient times and has never been heard of in this world.
It is as beautiful as flowers, like jade, and like the bright white moonlight.
Song Lin saw such a beautiful and charming woman for the first time.
Yao Ji, the goddess of Wushan Mountain, walks like clouds in the morning, like rain at dusk, her skin is like ice and snow, and her body is like a virgin. She does not eat grains, but eats wind and drinks dew.
Yao Ji came down with a gust of fragrance, looked at Song Lin, and smiled slightly: "Welcome our distinguished guest, thank you very much for your kindness."
"Easy to do."
"There is no need to be polite to distinguished guests. Even if they are living creatures that live and die, they still have their existence, and their lives are also extremely precious."
"I know."
The flower fairy disappeared, and there were only white dragons, skinny donkeys, old apes and a few skinny dragons on the mountain.
"Is there a place for our distinguished guest to stay?"
"No, it's better to live in Wushan."
"good."
Song Lin did not refuse and lived in the mountain since then.
The next day, early in the morning, the morning sun rose in the east and the glow was brilliant.
The goddess will also turn into clouds.
Song Lin walked out of the lilac green bamboo house, and the golden glow fell from the sky and surrounded him. The scene was extremely strange.
The goddess' beautiful eyes looked over and asked in surprise: "What is the relationship between you and Dongjun? Are you Dongjun?"
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(I’ve been holding this chapter in for a long time. It’s not a myth. I just read Li He’s poems and was inspired to write it. In my imagination, the myth of Chu is romantic and magnificent, and it’s not like ordinary fighting and killing. Same, I’ve been looking for this feeling.)