There is a dilapidated Taoist temple deep in Zhongnan Mountain, and there lives a little Taoist priest whose hair has not faded off his mouth.
The young Taoist priest was named Taiweizi and his common name was Gu Qingxiao. After his master's death, the Taoist temple deteriorated day by day. He didn't have enough money for incense to buy rice, and he couldn't even eat the offerings in front of the Sanqing statue.
Until one day, he tried to draw a Taoist talisman using Maoshan's secret technique.
Golden light flashed. A heavenly soldier wearing broken armor and a hungry look on his face stood in the courtyard.
"What is this for?"
"Zhongnanshan. Who... Are you?"
"Heavenly Soldier Zhao Tiezhu."
Only then did Gu Qingxiao realize that what he was summoning was not the heavenly weapons of this world, but the heavenly soldiers and generals from the heaven on earth - a group of heavenly soldiers and generals who had been hungry for hundreds of years.
From then on, the incense offerings from the Cangxuan Realm became Zhao Yun's silver spear maintenance fee, Huo Qubing's war horse fodder money, and Bai Qi's long sword that killed 400,000 people was finally able to find a blacksmith to sharpen it.
As for Xiang Yu? He thought the pig heads from Zhongnan Mountain were not enough to eat.
When Cangtian Shenting noticed that this small temple was beginning to snatch incense, they sent the first god to come to question the crime.
The god stood at the door of Taiwei for a stick of incense, then turned and went back.
A man with double eyes squatted at the door, slamming his Overlord Halberd on the ground.
"Tell you the Emperor of Heaven - this mountain has an owner."
A little Taoist priest abandoned by heaven. A group of famous historical generals who have been hungry for hundreds of years. A Taoist temple in the mountain that is leaking from wind and rain.
They want to rebuild heaven in this world.
I really can't stand it anymore, so I gave up.