Xu Ji rode on the back of the big buffalo, following the path of light transformed by the sun, all the way up.
The clear river water automatically separates to both sides.
Countless numbers are beating as if alive, forming formulas and integrating into the light path.
When he emerged from the bottom of the river, hundreds of miles of vegetation along the sandy water bloomed simultaneously.
The fragrant fragrance of flowers fills both sides of the river.
Countless bees and butterflies are flying.
In the sky, there are flocks of red geese, and white swallows are like rain.
A divine bird with a long golden tail flame and a golden body, just like the phoenix in myths and legends, flew in front of Xu Ji singing loudly.
It was like an elf, soaring and flying around Xu Ji.
Xu Ji smiled and stretched out his hand.
This phoenix-like divine bird fell into his palm.
It fell into the palm of my hand, like a grain of rice.
This reminded Xu Ji of the scene in "Journey to the West".
When Sun Wukong took the initiative to jump into the palm of the Tathagata Buddha, the Monkey King at that time was just like the divine bird now. In the eyes of the Tathagata, he was just a grain of rice or a mote of dust!
In the palm of Taozu's hand, everything is included.
Xu Ji thought and blew a breath. The divine bird spread its wings and danced in the palm of his hand.
Numbers are flying among countless flowing fires.
"Go!" Xu Ji smiled.
The divine bird then flew out of the palm, flew back to the willow tree, and flew back to the golden bird's nest.
She is the child of the willow tree and the bird of mathematics.
At this moment, countless people were already swarming on both sides of the Shashui River.
Countless faces come into view.
There are farmers who put down their hoes, businessmen who put down their abacus, and craftsmen who come out of their workshops.
Also, those monster clans, witch clans, water clans, asuras...
The number of people in the crowd instantly numbered in the tens of thousands.
More people are coming from all directions.
It even comes from hundreds or thousands of miles away in the clouds or in the mist.
"Tianzun!" I don't know who took the lead in shouting.
On both sides of the sand and water, there was only one voice left in an instant: "Tianzun!"
Xu Ji smiled and waved to the crowd.
At this time, the water tribesmen of Shashui River finally came to their senses.
A carp spirit swam up to Xu Ji with a newborn little spirit in its arms.
"Tianzun..." She still remembered the tradition from a few years ago: "Please hug it!"
Xu Ji smiled and reached out to take the little monster.
The smooth pink fish has a small pink head.
very cute!
"The little guy is so beautiful!" Xu Ji hugged him and asked his mother: "Do you have a name?"
The carp spirit was stunned for a while, then immediately shook his head: "No!"
According to Chinese tradition, children born after the first lunar month of each year will not be given a name, regardless of their ethnicity.
Even though Tianzun has been in seclusion for several years, this tradition has not changed at all.
Xu Ji looked at the little spirit. The little guy felt so comfortable in Xu Ji's arms that he even spit out a small colorful blister.
A line of cause and effect appeared in Xu Ji's eyes.
Xu Ji then asked: "What is this little guy's father's surname?"
The carp spirit replied: "My dear God, my little wife and husband are a strange fish from the East China Sea who have attained enlightenment. Because of the virtue of Mr. He from Liucheng Primary School, he takes 'He' as his surname!"
"What's your last name?" Xu Ji's eyes were burning.
He looked at the line of cause and effect, which seemed to have no beginning or end and no clear direction.
But it's subtle, yet it has a significant impact.
Inexplicably, a figure of Mohu was reflected in Xu Ji's eyes.
He once had a fleeting impression in the ancient memory fragments left by the old god.
Yes!
Xu Ji remembered.
In the past, in the ancient Taoist palace, there was a man who sat and discussed Taoism with the old immortal.
That person's body seems to be a fish monster too!
It was through observing and studying the discussions between the old gods and this man that Xu Ji mastered many magical powers.
"Taoist Ho Luo!" the old god seemed to have called that man.
"Master He Luo!" Xu Ji's fingers pinched lightly.
Then, an ancient prophecy naturally appeared in his mind: Ho Luo has ten bodies and one song, and he turns into a bird, and his name is no longer the same!
That is an extremely ancient figure.
He is also a member of the ancient Taoist palace.
But what Xu Ji saw from the memory of the old immortal was just an empty shell, a puddle of ashes.
This means that the Taoist priest has already died.
Now, the little carp spirit that Xu Ji is holding may be the last mark left by that ancient figure after experiencing countless reincarnations and reincarnations.
As he pinched his fingers, Xu Ji seemed to see a golden carp swimming in the Buddha's light.
"King of Inspiration!" Xu Ji came to his senses.
I know that what I am holding is the inspiration king in Journey to the West!
Nanhai Guanshiyin Bodhisattva's pet.
"First Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, I have met them all..."
"It doesn't seem strange to meet another inspiration king!"
"And..." Xu Ji recalled what he saw in the ancient Taoist palace: "Taoist He Luo once discussed Taoism with the old gods and evolved various magical powers, which was of great benefit to me!"
So, Xu Ji returned the child to the carp spirit with a smile and said, "Just call him inspiration!"
"What an inspiration!"
"When he grows up, I hope he can grow into a person who is beneficial to the people and all sentient beings!"
In Journey to the West, the King of Inspiration is just a man-eating monster, a river god with a backstage, and a pet kept in a pool of merit.
In this life, when he met Xu Ji, he might have changed his destiny against fate.
At least you don’t have to be a pet anymore!
"Thank you Tianzun!" The carp spirit thanked him profusely and left with little inspiration in his arms.
At this time, everyone else finally came to their senses.
Those who had children hugged their children one after another.
"Tianzun...Tianzun..."
But those who came without children were dejected and helpless.
I can only secretly swear that I will create a good human being this year. Maybe I will be blessed when the Heavenly Lord comes next year!
Speaking of which, China’s current birth rate is unbelievably high.
Not to mention the human race.
The Monster Clan and the Witch Clan, which have always had a difficult time reproducing offspring, have now returned to their normal reproduction rate.
However, the pregnancy period of the demon clan and witch clan is very long.
The human race has only been pregnant for ten months.
Some special groups in the demon clan often live for three or five years.
The Wu clan is even more exaggerated!
It takes ten years to give birth to a pure witch child!
However, even so, the demon clan and witch clan are grateful!
Because, before coming to China, whether it was the demon clan or the witch clan, it would be difficult for them to have a normal offspring!
This is not something that can only be accomplished by high cultivation or strong magical powers!
For millions of years, the two Lich clans have relied entirely on luck to reproduce their offspring!
With good luck, you can give birth to a normal offspring.
If you are unlucky, you will be born either a deformed and unintelligent monster, or just a beast.
The Wu clan is even worse!
The babies you give birth to are basically stone fetuses!
In the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the witch clan can only rely on the blood essence and blood of ancestral witches and the essence of great witches to barely maintain the size of the clan.
Normal reproduction is no longer possible!
Nowadays, the lichs and monsters in China have gradually returned to the normal fertility of ancient times!
Therefore, this time Xu Ji not only held a child from the water tribe, but also a child from the human tribe.
There are also children from the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan.
