Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 198: Granting a name and granting a law!

Jiang Haofeng glanced at the two little Taoist boys and said calmly, "Get up."

As he raised his hand, a breeze blew over and helped the two of them up.

"Thank you, sir!"

Feeling the power in front of them, the two little Taoist boys showed a hint of curiosity on their faces. What kind of power was that just now that actually lifted them up from the air? He was worthy of being the master, and he was really amazing.

Jiang Haofeng looked at the expressions on the two little Taoist boys' faces, smiled and shook his head.

These two little Taoist boys had just been enlightened and knew nothing. They were completely like a blank slate, almost like the newly born human race.

It’s just that because the saint personally enlightened them and they were influenced by the rhyme of nature, the two little Taoist children were born with considerable power.

The cultivation base of the two is currently equivalent to the early stage of True Immortal, which is equivalent to the cultivation base of the 2,950 ordinary innate humans at that time. However, the innate humans have physical bodies, which are clay figures made from a mixture of the Nine Heavens Xitu and the Three Lights Divine Water, and are also enlightened by the Taoist rhyme of creation of the Saint Nuwa.

Both his physical body and magic power are at the level of True Immortal. His physical body is not weaker than those of the witches in the realm of True Immortal, and his magic power is not weaker than those of the Taoist immortals in the realm of True Immortal.

The two little guys in front of me, one is a breeze, the other is a white cloud. To round it off, it is basically equivalent to having no physical body. The cultivation of True Immortals at this time is nothing more than the cultivation of magic power. The physical bodies of the two are very fragile, and they are definitely True Immortals of the Yuanshen Dao.

Jiang Haofeng looked at the two timid Taoist children in front of him. He did not expect that he, the dignified Martial Ancestor of the human race, had two Taoist children at the beginning who were actually orthodox Yuanshendao practitioners. Moreover, judging from their true bodies, they were probably not suitable for practicing martial arts.

A breeze, a white cloud, they don't even have a physical entity, so it is impossible to cultivate the physical body in an orthodox way. Even if you practice hard, it will be half the result with twice the effort.

Well, who made me omnipotent? Whether it is martial arts or immortality, I am good at it. I am also good at immortality.

"You will stay with me from now on."

Jiang Haofeng first looked at the little boy beside him, thought for a moment and said:
"You are the incarnation of Qingfeng, so you take Xuanfeng as your Taoist name."

Then he looked at the little girl beside him, "You are transformed from a white cloud, so you should use Qingyun as your Taoist name!"

Jiang Haofeng didn't think much about it. After some casual thought, he decided on a name for the two Taoist boys. He originally planned to call them Qingfeng, but there were already Qingfeng and Mingyue in Wuzhuang Temple, who were disciples of Zhen Yuanzi, so Qingfeng had the same name as the other two.

So he named him Xuanfeng, which was just right, as it also avoided revealing his original background through the name. Although Xuanfeng was also related, at least it did not directly refer to the original body. The same was true for Qingyun. The reason why he was not called Baiyun was because of this.

These two little guys did not exist in the original prehistoric history. Now they were enlightened by Nuwa because of my existence. I wonder how far these two little guys can go in the future.

Can you fight with Lingzhuzi?

If his cultivation is good enough, he can help me run errands in the future.

Who knows, when he travels to the West one day, these two little guys may be able to help him.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Jiang Haofeng's face.

"Xuanfeng (Qingyun) thanks the master for the name!"

The two little Taoist boys knelt down and saluted again.

"Ok!"

Jiang Haofeng nodded with satisfaction and looked at the two little children kneeling below. At the moment, the two Taoist children seemed okay. At least, they were well-behaved and not as noisy as Nezha.

"Get up."

"There are no big rules for joining my school. Just watch carefully and learn well." "As long as you don't betray your teacher and ancestors, and don't do anything wrong, the rest is fine!"

"I respectfully follow the master's instructions."

The two Taoist boys looked at each other and bowed respectfully to Jiang Haofeng again.

"Well, I just happened to have nothing to do, so I'll give you two a lecture."

"You two are good at the way of the soul and cultivating magic power. Today, I will teach you the Taiqing Immortal Method and the Thirty-Six Heavenly Powers. You two should practice well."

"Yes!"

"sit down."

Jiang Haofeng waved his hand, and fairy light flashed. The white cloud under which the three people were sitting instantly dissipated and turned into fairy light that poured into the white cloud. At the same time, a white cloud gathered in the sky again and landed at the feet of the three people.

The two white clouds connect perfectly, and there is basically no abnormality.

As the white clouds gathered together, two white cloud cushions appeared above the clouds.

After the two Taoist boys saluted, they sat cross-legged on the cushion. A ray of fairy light rose up, isolating this place.

The next moment, Jiang Haofeng's voice sounded, and he began to preach to the two Taoist children.

Of course, preaching to the two of them was just a matter of convenience. Jiang Haofeng was now a genuine quasi-saint, and it didn't take him much time to preach to two minor cultivators in the True Immortal Realm. Most of Jiang Haofeng's mind was still on Fuxi below.

Fuxi is the key point. For Fuxi, Jiang Haofeng even interrupted the deduction of Tai Chi martial arts, ended his retreat early, and came here to protect the law.

In any case, Fuxi is definitely the top priority here!

With the birth of Lishan, life in the Leiyun tribe returned to normal. The tribe went about their normal work, and Fuxi continued to observe the people in the tribe. However, this time, Fuxi always held the little Lishan in his arms, or Hua held Lishan and looked at Fuxi from afar.

There was no other way. Little Lishan was too attached to Fuxi. He would cry loudly when Fuxi was not around. I had no choice but to do this.

Above the clouds, Jiang Haofeng took in the whole scene. Looking at Lishan with innocent eyes, it seemed that this time Nuwa's corpse was really reincarnated.

No, I don’t know if saints can reincarnate?
Whether the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk can withstand the power of a saint is still unclear. In his previous life, Jiang Haofeng had seen a statement that the power of a saint is enough to fight against the law of reincarnation. Even if one is reincarnated, the saint's memory and power cannot be erased.

With Jiang Haofeng's current quasi-saint level vision, this is really possible.

But whether it is possible or not, I guess only the saints know.

Shanshi is also a part of a saint, so it may be difficult for him to reincarnate.

Just like the Taiqing Saint in the past, he came down to earth and became Laozi. He was an old man when he was born, and he was born with knowledge and great power.

Forget it. I can’t figure out the saints’ affairs. I will know when I become a saint. But the Lishan in front of me obviously has no memory of her past life. She is just a simple little baby girl, but she is particularly attached to Fuxi.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred days passed quickly. Lishan, who was making new clothes for Lishan, was shocked and took a long time to react. After a while, he looked at the two little guys in the room with some reluctance.

He fixed his eyes on Fuxi and sighed, "Fuxi, you must take good care of your sister in the future!"

Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, looking at his mother somewhat at a loss.

(End of this chapter)