My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 152: Huang Taiyi and the Further Evolution of Superpowers

The moment Huang Tian broke through to the Golden Core stage, the rain outside the window suddenly stopped and the sky cleared.

The sky, as if thoroughly washed, presented an incomparably clear and deep azure.

The thick, leaden-gray clouds dissipated completely, leaving only wisps of cloud, which were ignited by the newly revealed bright sun, turning them into layers of gold and orange-red, like piles of fluffy, burning wool.

When a strong wind blows, the clouds drift like flowing veils or swan feathers, naturally unfurling in the sky.

The warm sunlight slanted in through the window, falling on the brown wooden table and bringing a touch of tranquility and gentleness.

Huang Tian got up, went to the table, poured himself a glass of warm water, then went to the computer and opened his email. There was an email from the journal "New Advances in Mathematics".

"The manuscript has been approved..."

A smile appeared on his lips as he clicked on the paper submission webpage, where he saw the words "Completed-accept...".

This means that his previously submitted paper no longer needs any revisions and will be published soon.

Basically, his papers will appear in the latest issue of the journal this month or next month, providing a platform for countless researchers to study, research, and discuss.

He slowly drank the warm water in his cup, feeling good. He closed his laptop, put the cup back on the table, took out his keys from the drawer, and calmly went out downstairs.

Stepping out of the apartment building, the refreshing coolness after the rain hit him. He hopped on his electric scooter and slowly rode down the street, listening to the complaints and chatter of passersby.

"The weather in Changshi is so unpredictable! It was sunny a moment ago, then suddenly it started pouring rain, and then it cleared up again after only a short while. It's just ridiculous..."

"There's a lot of water on the ground, this is a problem. I hope my shoes won't get wet."

"It feels so refreshing after the rain. I love the air after the rain. Taking a breath makes me feel so clear and refreshed."

"I don't like the sticky feeling after the rain. I prefer to stay in bed during a heavy rain, reading, watching TV shows, or sleeping. It's so comfortable."

"It's already January, and it's already chilly. With the rain, it's even colder on the streets. Don't drag me out shopping next time; my hands are so frozen I can barely feel them."

"Oh dear, the colder it gets, the more we need to go out and move around. Besides, it's not even the coldest time yet. It won't get cold until the Lunar New Year in another month or so. I just wonder if it will snow?"

"Don't run! Don't run! There's so much water on the ground! Don't slip and fall! I'll spank you if your clothes get dirty!"

"Kids are just naughty, they need to be disciplined properly. No need to hit them, at least make them stand in the corner as punishment, otherwise they won't learn to be afraid..."

"..."

It was mid-afternoon, and the sudden downpour had given the city a brand new look.

On the road, many vehicles shuttled back and forth, their horns blaring and the beeping of electric scooters echoing each other.

The streets are lined with all kinds of shops, including clothing stores, gold and silver jewelry stores, and cake shops. There are many people, especially in front of one or two newly opened milk tea shops, where long queues have formed. Young men and women are scrolling through their phones and chatting with their friends.

The air is filled with the faint scent of earth, the fresh aroma of fruit, and the fragrance of many restaurant dishes, giving it a vibrant feel, as if this is real life.

"Drip~"

Riding his electric scooter, Huang Tian didn't have any particular destination in mind. He just wandered around aimlessly, going wherever the road took him. If he saw something interesting, he would stop by the roadside to take a look. If a shop had just opened, he would go over and check it out.

For example, he went into a newly opened Mixue store and bought a warm cup of milk tea, which he then sipped while standing by a tree on the sidewalk.

After drinking his milk tea, he continued riding his electric scooter, slowly following the flow of traffic. He rode around for a long time until the sun began to set and golden light filled the world. Only then did he ride back to his apartment building, park his scooter, and walk across the street to a small restaurant with a sign that read "Clay Pot Stewed Soup".

"Boss, one order of... beef fried rice noodles and yam and black chicken soup in a clay pot."

"Okay, almost done!"

After finding a relatively clean place to sit down, Huang Tian looked around and felt a little emotional.

There's no other reason than that this clay pot stew restaurant has only been open for a short time. Previously, this place was "Shihui Restaurant," which is the place where he used to eat fried pork with tofu skin and rice in a wooden bucket.

As expected, the store was eventually sold.

However, the stir-fried pork with tofu skin and rice in a wooden bucket, which I hadn't gotten tired of yet, was gone, but clay pot soup arrived.

"Young man, here's your fried noodles and clay pot soup." The owner, wearing an apron, brought over the food.

Picking up his chopsticks, Huang Tian first took a bite of the beef fried rice noodles. The rice noodles were soft, chewy, and smooth, with a slightly spicy flavor. The beef was tender and had a hint of char.

After eating a few bites of fried noodles, he picked up a soup spoon and took a sip of the clay pot soup. The soup was rich and smooth, not greasy, and very fragrant. The chicken had been stewed until tender, and the meat easily separated from the bone with a gentle bite. The meat was soaked in the soup and was quite fresh and fragrant. The yam was also soft and powdery, and a few goji berries were slightly sweet.

"tasty."

Although at his level, fasting is easy for him, it's still nice to occasionally enjoy some delicious food.

After eating the beef fried noodles and the yam and black chicken soup in a clay pot, Huang Tian paid and left the shop. Standing by the roadside, he looked up at the sky. At this moment, only the last tinge of dusk remained in the sky. Night fell, the starlight was cold, and the moonlight was warm.

Neon lights flashed on both sides of the street, and pedestrians strolled between the light and shadow, their shadows jumping and undulating under the illumination of streetlights and shop lights.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Tian walked slowly into the building, went up to the third floor, returned to his apartment, boiled water, took a hot shower, and then lay comfortably on the soft bed.

"Phew, not a bad day."

He leaned against the headboard, and with a thought, all sorts of sounds came to his ears.

"Hmm, no dark voice..."

The voice was dark and menacing, filled with intense hatred for those who wanted to kill him.

When people who are close to him mention him, their voices are blue.

On Earth, no one wanted him dead, so there was no black voice coming from him.

After following the blue voice lines for a while, he turned to look at the ordinary colorless voice lines.

After watching for a short while, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"My superpower has changed again?!"

His gaze followed the unremarkable tone of voice, and in an instant, time and space intertwined, the world spun, and a scene appeared before his eyes:
Mianyun Temple, Sichuan Province.

After finishing his evening prayers, Master Shanjing walked out of the main hall with his hands behind his back and strolled slowly along a pebbly path.

Turning a corner, a brightly lit room came into view; this was the tea room of the Taoist temple.

The tea room was bathed in warm yellow light, and the shadows of several young people were reflected on the window. Even before they approached, their laughter could be heard. Master Shan Jing slowly walked over, pushed open the door, and a wave of heat rushed out.

The tea room was not large and simply furnished. Two men and three women sat around a long table.

A boy wearing glasses sat in a chair, drinking a bowl of tea. The steaming water fogged up his glasses. Another boy with a buzz cut was looking down at his phone, scrolling through videos without sound.

Three girls, dressed in thick clothes, sat together, chatting and joking with each other.

“A few believers are having tea and chatting here…” Master Shan Jing smiled kindly.

Mianyun Temple is home not only to a group of Taoist priests, but also to ordinary people who come to stay at the temple.

It costs sixty yuan a day for a double room, and you eat with the Taoist priests. Of course, if you prefer a quieter environment, you can switch to a single room for one hundred yuan a day, which also includes three meals.

Many young people are willing to stay at Taoist temples for various reasons. Some want to experience a peaceful and natural life, some want to escape some of life's troubles, and some are feeling depressed and want to stay at the temple for a while to adjust their mood.

These five young men and women were the people staying at Mianyun Temple.

"Greetings, Daoist Master."

"Daoist priests, have you finished your evening prayers? Come sit down and have some tea with us. It's cold now, and I don't feel like moving. Let's chat for a while while we drink tea."

Upon seeing that it was Daoist Shan Jing, the five people smiled and spoke, with the short-haired boy even bringing over a chair from the corner.

"Thank you, I'll just do it myself."

Master Shan Jing thanked them and sat down with them at the long table. A thin-faced girl poured Master Shan Jing a cup of tea.

"I bought this tea online myself. It was quite cheap. Well, actually, I can't tell which tea is good and which is bad. I just want it to warm my stomach and have a little aroma," the thin girl said shyly.

Master Shan Jing thanked him again, picked up his teacup, blew on it gently, and said with a smile, "To be honest, I don't know much about tea. The tea in the temple is all bought by Senior Brother Shan Zhu. For me, tea is just something that I can drink."

When he mentioned Master Mangosteen, everyone laughed. This was because the name was a fruit, and they all privately called Master Mangosteen "Fruit Master." Of course, it was just a joke and not meant to be malicious.

The six of them sat together chatting for a while. Suddenly, the boy with the buzz cut asked curiously, "Master, when I was reading in the temple's academy during the day, I think I saw the name Zhang Jiao in some book. Was he also a Taoist?"

Everyone looked at Daoist Shan Jing. No one was unfamiliar with the name Zhang Jiao. Not to mention the massive Yellow Turban Rebellion in history, Zhang Jiao had been mentioned countless times in various TV series and games about the Three Kingdoms in modern times.

“I remember Zhang Jiao seems to have founded… that Taiping Dao, right?” a girl asked.

Master Shan Jing nodded, “Zhang Jiao can indeed be considered a Taoist. He founded the Way of Great Peace. The Way of Great Peace takes the Taiping Jing as its classic text, venerates Zhonghuang Taiyi as the supreme deity, and advocates the establishment of a peaceful world.”

However, his uprising failed, and due to various other reasons, Zhang Jiao's position in Taoism became somewhat awkward..."

The group understood, and the boy with the buzz cut pressed on, "That...that Donghuang, no, Zhonghuang Taiyi, what kind of god is he? Is he the same as Donghuang Taiyi?"

“Zhonghuang Taiyi and Donghuang Taiyi are definitely different. The latter was the supreme god worshipped by the Chu state during the pre-Qin period, and was extremely noble.”

Master Shan Jing shook his head, “And Zhonghuang Taiyi, you can actually also be called Zhonghuang Taiyi.”

Taiyi probably means the supreme and noble god. Some books say, "Taiyi resides in the North Star of Ziwei Palace" and "The brightest star in the Central Palace is where Taiyi always resides."

Around the Qin and Han dynasties, Taiyi was considered to be the North Pole Heavenly Emperor or the Great Emperor of Heaven in the Ziwei Palace, the supreme god who ruled over the four directions.

The two characters "Zhonghuang" before "Taiyi" were added by Zhang Jiao, and should be related to the theory of the Five Virtues.

Emperor Guangwu of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu, considered himself to be of the element of fire. According to the theory of mutual generation of the five elements, fire can generate earth, and earth occupies the central position in the five elements. Its color is yellow, which is considered a very auspicious color.

The Way of Great Peace (Taiping Dao) considers earth auspicious, worships the Central Yellow Supreme Unity (Zhonghuang Taiyi), and reveres the color yellow. This implicitly suggests that Zhang Jiao's Way of Great Peace, which governs the element of earth, will soon replace the Eastern Han Dynasty, which governs the element of fire.

"This is probably the origin of the name Zhonghuang Taiyi." Master Shanjing took a sip of tea. "According to the Taiping Dao, Zhonghuang Taiyi has a higher and more noble status than the Five Emperors, but this is just one opinion."

Well, actually, these opinions about which god is more venerable are all just one perspective. You might say Donghuang Taiyi is superior, while someone else might say Nuwa is superior. It mainly depends on which view has more believers, and whichever view has more believers becomes the mainstream.

They all nodded in agreement. Indeed, everyone has their own interpretation of the concept of God. After all, there are no real gods or immortals in this world, so how can we compare them in terms of hierarchy and status?

While they were chatting, Huang Tian's eyes gleamed with a strange light in the apartment, because none of the six people, including Daoist Shan Jing, mentioned the name "Huang Tian".

They only mentioned "Zhonghuang Taiyi".

'Could it be that after my true form achieved the Golden Core stage, my supernatural abilities evolved once again, to the point that I can now even see when someone utters their title or code name?'

He seemed to be deep in thought. "Perhaps the changes are not just that; I need to experiment further..."

After thinking for a moment, he focused his mind and tried to transmit a little of his strength through his voice.

"Whoa!"

A cool breeze blew through the tea room, and Master Shan Jing shivered.

"Strange, where did the wind come from?"

He touched the back of his neck; it felt a little cold.

The short-haired boy got up in confusion and walked to the door. "The door is closed tightly, and the windows are closed too..."

“It can’t be…” A round-faced girl wearing glasses looked timid.

The thin girl slapped her arm speechlessly. "What are you thinking? There's no such thing as nonsense in this world. Besides, we're in a Taoist temple, not in the middle of nowhere. There are so many people here, including the Taoist priest. What are you afraid of?"

The round-faced girl smiled shyly upon hearing this.

Master Shanjing waved his hand and said, "Don't overthink it. We should trust science. That wind just now probably leaked in through the crack in the window."

Upon hearing the words "believe in science" from a Taoist priest, all five of them couldn't help but chuckle.

"Have some tea, have some tea." Master Shan Jing picked up his teacup. "On this cold day, something hot will make you feel better."

The five people smiled as they held their teacups and sipped them slowly.

Inside the apartment, Huang Tian's eyes shone brightly. "It really can transmit power!"

However, the transmitted power is somewhat weakened.

The spiritual power he had just used could have created a small breeze, but in the tea room it was just a gentle breeze.

He pondered to himself, "Perhaps it's related to distance? The closer the distance, the less the power is lost; the farther the distance, the more the power is lost?"

(End of this chapter)