Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 20 Insomnia Story
Layman Jingxuan looked around and saw that the sky was not bright yet, and it was still early.

Simply, according to the image on the yellow paper, he posed in a standing posture to practice.

Well, he also practiced Dapin Tianxian Jue, but his progress was too slow.

It seems that all his talents have been exhausted in repairing the magic weapon, or the spiritual power in his body can't be stored at all, and 99% of it has been sucked away by the Lingzuosi, so now, he is only practicing the Dapin Tianxian Jue for meditation .

However, the ancient battle skills of gods and demons seem to be completely different?

Although there is only one page, and it is a very simple pose, with six arms clasped together above the head and six legs spread apart underneath, it looks a lot like yoga, but it is actually the seal of the vase.

Although Layman Jingxuan doesn't have six legs, when he posed in this pose, he obviously felt the vibration.

It doesn't come from itself, it seems to be the internal movement of Lingzao Division.

A faint flow of energy flowed from the ground of Lingzaosi, passed through his feet, poured into the meridians of the whole body, and finally gathered in the palm above his head.

"Whoo~"

Layman Jingxuan seemed to have taken a sip of hot soup, with a surge of heat in his chest, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

From time to time, Lingzaosi finally started to repay him.

The medicinal power of the elixir and the spiritual power of the spirit stone that had been absorbed before have now become purer energy, circulating in his body, constantly flushing the meridians, increasing the width of the meridians while also polishing the toughness of the meridians.

And it is extremely gentle, like a meridian massage in the body.

Later, Layman Jingxuan actually fell asleep standing up.

He dreamed that he had become a fruit fly demon.

It is not an ordinary fruit fly demon, it is a hybrid of fruit fly and blood fly, so it hatched directly from an egg to become what it is now.

The place where it was born is called Ruins Abyss.

There are red wastelands everywhere, as if they were dyed red by blood, and then gradually dried up and cracked.

Everywhere is full of dangers, space cracks can be seen everywhere, often the first step is a plain, and the next step becomes a space cliff, and many monsters that are bigger and more ferocious than the fruit fly demon are cut to pieces by such a space cliff.

However, relying on the transformation of shadows and Chimu's ability to perceive space, he avoided all dangers and came to the only pure land in the abyss.

The sun here is warm and the air is fresh, like a new world reborn in the wasteland.

There is a young man who recites scriptures in the hall every day. Beside him, there is always a tall figure who is indescribably tall but whose face cannot be seen clearly.

Every time he looked at him, the fruit fly demon felt that he was facing a universe.

Here, the fruit fly demon spent a peaceful and happy time.

Sometimes I hid in the tree, listening to the young man chanting scriptures, and sometimes watched the tall figure instructing the young man on spells. The days passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of parting.

The young man who was chanting looked at the fruit fly demon with pity and sadness, "It's been so long, you haven't understood the true meaning of the scriptures at all, what a pity!"

"What a pity?"

The fruit fly demon is ignorant, at this moment he still doesn't know what he missed.

Thousands of arms appeared on the young man's body, and he squeezed out the seal of the vase. With a bang, the space barrier was shattered, revealing a completely different world on the other side of the barrier.

The fruit fly demon was stunned. He never knew that the boy had such a terrifying ability.

It's a pity, after all, I missed it. Almighty's magic power is boundless, but it is not something it can understand and master.

But that's okay, it wasn't the life I wanted.

Without looking back, he flew towards the bright world that he yearned for.

From beginning to end, he was a different fruit fly demon who knew what he wanted.

He stopped by a sparkling lake.

A woman collected clouds in the sun, and with a wave of her sleeve, a large cloud floated over and turned into large balls of colorful cotton, which were then collected into the basket by them.

From that moment on, the fruit fly demon fell in love with the lives of the Weaver Girls.

He felt that he was born in the wrong birth, and should not be a dirty fruit fly. A beautiful and sunny life is what he belongs to.

So, he picked the biggest spinning machine and lived there.

Entering the space inside, working hard day after day, I finally turned the wooden building into my own world.

At this time, he had long forgotten Xu Yuan's past, and regarded himself as a member of Zhinu, but occasionally remembered the regretful eyes of the young man, so he drew down the ancient battle skills of gods and demons that he saw and could remember , although it is impossible to practice, it is regarded as a nostalgia for the past.

"As expected, you still don't understand the power contained in this simple combat technique!"

Layman Jingxuan's spiritual consciousness suddenly awakened, as if he met a clear and bright young man, and instantly comprehended the idea transmitted by the other party.

"Having attained the Dharma, the land is full of tan flowers, sage Mahasattva!"

A layer of the sky exploded under the unparalleled power in the world, and in its place were immeasurable Tan Hua, rushing in like a sky-high tide.

....
Layman Jingxuan woke up slowly, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Master Sizheng, a client has arrived!"

Du Lala's fiery figure appeared in front of the moon gate outside the courtyard.

Another busy day has begun!

For several days in a row, Layman Jingxuan was extremely busy.

The publicity effect of the Huanling Conference was reflected at this time. In addition to the nearly 30 spirit stones harvested that day at the Huanling Conference, business came to the door every day for three consecutive days. Du Lala also contacted several external customers. Roughly It is estimated that 5 to 60 spirit stones will also be credited.

The business is doing well. If it weren't for the bottomless pit of Lingzaosi, Layman Jingxuan felt that he could lie flat.

Therefore, Du Lala changed into a fiery red dress, because Layman Jingxuan always said that she should not dress so old-fashioned, and provided her with clothes at public expense.

"There are so many magic weapons, how can we finish the cultivation?"

With resentment on his face, he walked in with eight tails of smoke.

"Eat up all the old treasures in the warehouse, they are not enough to consume, and I can't make ends meet. I can't live through this day!"

Layman Jingxuan lay on a chair basking in the sun, glanced casually at you, then sat up suddenly,
"What's the matter with the hairpin on your head? It seems that the grade is not low. Where did it come from?"

Hey~
Niaoyou jumped up in fright, pulled out the hairpin and put it near her mouth, she didn't know, she thought she was going to cut her neck to kill herself,

"Don't force me, if you force me again, I will eat it! This is what I saved from the food, and I created such a hairpin. Even though you are the master, you can't let your subordinates eat it!" Don’t you live like a nobody? Besides, Du Lala has a set-up fee, so why can’t I have it?”

"She's going out to meet clients, do you use it?"

Layman Jingxuan said, suddenly felt a little dizzy, and lay down slowly while holding his forehead.

"Hmph! I'm going to the back mountain!"

Curly turned around and left.

The sound of Yingwu gong sounded right in the ears of Layman Jingxuan, "Master, Huang Longyu is recovering, and it is estimated that it will mature in another month. But, can you care about it and run there dozens of times a day, sooner or later It has to be revealed to her!"

"She dare not!"

Layman Jingxuan rubbed his brows. He couldn't sleep well for the past few days. When he woke up, his waist was sore and his legs hurt, and he had bruises from time to time, which made him very tired.

Of course he didn't know that this was the old man's revenge in his dream.

Ever since he had successfully completed the task of sealing the spirit, the old man had started. He found all kinds of powerful spirit bodies from nowhere and asked him to seal them.

He often beat Lay Jingxuan until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he complained about the old man in his dreams.

But, in reality, he can't remember these, hesitantly asked Yingwu Gongdao,
"Tell me, is Lingzaosi haunted? Why do I feel like I've been beaten up every day when I wake up?"

"Ah... this..."

Ying Wuluo hesitated for nearly ten seconds, and tentatively said, "Master, should we consider changing to a softer bed?"

Uh.
"Sizheng, what's wrong with you?"

On the fifth day, when Du Lala saw Layman Jingxuan, she was shocked.

Layman Jingxuan, who is usually in high spirits, had two panda eyes on his face today, as if he had been punched hard twice.

Layman Jingxuan rubbed his neck, "I slept with a stiff neck yesterday, and that jade pillow can really hurt people to death!"

"If you look like this, today's client appointment will be cancelled, right?"

Du Lala said worriedly, "May I ask a doctor to look at it for you?"

"Ying Wuluo is the doctor. He said that there is nothing wrong with me, but that I don't have enough sleep."

Layman Jingxuan thought for a while, and decided to turn the illness into an opportunity for marketing, and make a good hype, "Tell the customers that our company suffers from insomnia, which has seriously affected the progress of repairing the magic weapon. Let them help me touch it. There is no bed that is soft enough to help you sleep."

Is this necessary?
Du Lala was puzzled.

"Tell all customers that those who can cure our company's insomnia will get a VIP gold card, and all future magic weapons will be repaired with a [-]% discount!"

Layman Jingxuan had long thought about selling membership cards, and this time, it was a hit.

It was the first time Du Lala heard the word VIP gold card, and she wanted to ask what it meant, but she was afraid of appearing ignorant.

After thinking about it, she asked tactfully,

"That is to say, there is also a commission for selling cards?"

clever!

But you are not paying attention, right?

Layman Jingxuan gave Du Lala a sideways glance,
"I will give you some training today on how to effectively manage customers."

"Get me a hot towel first... I just twisted my neck again!"

(End of this chapter)