No system, no struggle for hegemony, the number one cat in chaos, even if Hongjun comes, he will be slapped.
When chaos first emerged, three thousand demon gods were busy trying to seize the law and prove it, and Pangu was busy creating the world.
There was only a ray of consciousness, yawned in the chaos, and condensed into a cat.
When Pangu opened the sky, it was burned by the light of an ax and lost a handful of hair, so it picked up a bead and held it as candy;
When Sanqing realized the truth, he slept on the futon and used the whisk from Yuanshi as a cat-teasing stick;
Hongjun said, the cat gnawed the fruit in his sleeve and was covered in crumbs;
Nuwa came to visit, saw its heels and feet at a glance, and called it "the cicada king" with a smile.
Others are competing for opportunities, luck, and calculating cause and effect.
It's basking in the sun. Chasing butterflies. Photograph the spring water. Having trouble with grasshoppers.
Until one day, Taoist Hongjun came to Kunlun Mountain in person and used his spiritual thoughts to penetrate its soul——
Its backhand is a slap.
At that moment, Tiandao was silent, Sanqing was shocked, and the whole world heard a clear voice:
Snap.
From then on, there was an ancestor in the ancient world that no one could afford to offend.
Sanqing competed to be its godfather, and Nuwa came to visit from time to time, leading Zhunti to line up to deliver spiritual fruits to it.
And Hongjun - every time he passes by Kunlun Mountain, he has to go around three miles.
"It's not that I'm afraid of it," Hongjun said expressionlessly. There was a packet of dried fish secretly hidden behind the sleeve of his Taoist robe.
"It's Taozu's mercy."
