Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 5

After eating the roasted whole lamb and sending Du Lala away, Layman Jingxuan began to inspect his territory.

The chickens, ducks and sheep sent by Daoist Zi Yan are now stocked in the back mountain, turning the whole into a farm.

It took him nearly half an hour to walk back to the Yamen from the back mountain.

Only then did I discover that the Lingzao Division is really big. Apart from the main hall and courtyard inside, the Dianling Terrace, Huanling Pond, Guantao Pavilion, and Huilan Mountain behind, they are also the territory of the Lingzao Division.

According to a rough estimate, at least a hundred people lived here at the peak of the Lingzouji.

It's just very strange that in the Department of Spiritual Creation, there was no account book or anything like that, nor the spiritual garden mentioned by Taoist Ziyan. All traces of the past have been wiped clean.

So Layman Jingxuan felt that there must be something else in it, but he hadn't discovered it yet.

Back to the mourning hall, the sky is already full of stars.

Sitting in the empty lobby, Layman Jingxuan suddenly felt a little panicked.

It was an accident to come to Heaven, and now he has taken over the department of Lingzuo. Pity him for being a mortal. He has neither practice nor background. Everything depends on the unknown curl in his body. If someone finds out the magic weapon one day, or leaves in a hurry, I am afraid that I will fall off the high platform immediately and be smashed to pieces.

"Liao, curl, come out for a chat?"

Curly didn't respond.

Layman Jingxuan is relieved, he is going to absorb a golden pill, and then try to practice the so-called "Da Pin Tian Xian Jue" to improve his strength, but the premise is that you can't come out to make trouble.

He opened the interlayer of the floor and took out Daodan again~
strange!
Didn't he take Dao Dan yesterday?

Why are there still three in the box?

Layman Jingxuan felt a little dazed, he shook his head, took out the Dao Pill for a closer look, and then, the surrounding smoke appeared again.

Once again, he came to last night's dream, and miraculously, the original lost memory was restored. Yesterday and today's dream are connected, like a series.

Ten sculptures of different shapes were placed in front of him, including males and females, belonging to different classes of the three religions and nine streams, and one, which looked like a miniature version of the curl, with a few long tails hanging behind it, curling like smoke.

The skills of the previous life are not boastful, the knife skills are superb, the demeanor is lifelike, and the mood and psychology of the characters are well grasped.

To put it more simply, it means that the carved things have thought and aura.

The old voice reappeared,

"The carving is complete, now, try to awaken the statue's spirit!"

How to wake up the spirit of the statue?

Layman Jingxuan wanted to ask but didn't. This is in heaven, and everything has animism. Of course, I can't use my experience on earth to look at everything around me.

He grabbed a statue and imagined the mood when he sculpted this work. Empathy and empathy are also what an artist must have. It is both talent and training.

This statue is a mermaid. When sculpting, Layman Jingxuan was actually a little self-pitying. He felt like a mermaid left the water, left the earth on which he lived, and ran to the heaven, becoming a different kind of existence.

Thinking like this, soon, I don't know if it was dazzled or what, I felt the mermaid's tail tremble.

Then, he saw tears streaming from the mermaid's eyes.

Just like a hallucination, it disappeared in a flash, and when I saw it again, the mermaid statue was as usual.

"Sorrow... the first to awaken is sorrow!"

The old voice seemed a little surprised, and then returned to indifference, "Next!"

The next one, Layman Jingxuan, carved his own mother. Although his parents were not very close, they both passed away when they were in college, but for some reason, when he came to Heaven, he even began to miss his mother, whom he hadn't thought of for a long time.

"Son, what's wrong with you, tell mom?"

This is faster. When he picked up the statue, he felt the statue move, as if it stretched out its arm, wanting to stroke his hair.

Tears flowed from Lay Jingxuan's eyes.

"Compassion... The old man doubts whether he taught the wrong person. With such kindness, he should become a disciple of the Buddha!"

The invisible old guy seemed a little dissatisfied, his voice was full of sourness.

Hmm~ Layman Jingxuan is neither surprised nor annoyed. In the dream, his thoughts became very simple.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the statues one after another, without any hindrance, and each of them reacted quickly.

"What kind of talent is this?"

The old guy was able to keep calm at the beginning, but he was shocked later, "Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism are all easy to understand. The old man suspects that you are cheating!"

"A craftsman should understand all kinds of things in the world. Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, which teachings are not cultivated by humans. People have hearts, and hearts have emotions. Love and hatred are emotions. Compassion is also emotions, and ruthlessness is still emotions. What am I doing wrong? "

Layman Jingxuan retorted unconsciously, and didn't realize that he was rebutting. He just said what he thought and said naturally.

"Even if you're right, what's the matter with the last one? With a bunch of big tails, this one is definitely not human, right? Why can you empathize with her?"

"This, this is indeed not human, but since it is born in the world, it is also the handwriting of creation. Creation is the greatest talent of human beings, so I can also experience the joy and sense of accomplishment of creating a perfect creature!"

"What a big tone! Do you mean that you can compare yourself to good fortune and experience the mystery of good fortune?"

This time, the old man was not shocked, but full of inexplicable emotions, including awe, anticipation, and suspicion. The emotions were very complicated and hard to describe.

"That's incomparable!"

Layman Jingxuan put down the statues, picked them up one by one, and repaired them with a carving knife from time to time, "There are some imperfections in the creation, it's true that I can repair them for him!"

The old man seemed to be choking, and began to cough incessantly.

The old man suspects that you are bragging, but your methods and performance make the old man unable to find evidence!
After thinking for a while, seeing Layman Jingxuan still immersed in the joy of carving, the old man decided to end today's lecture,

"Okay, let's go back! Today's lesson is called Enlightenment, and when it's time to use it, you will naturally know what to do!"

"Ok!"

Tool man Wang Jingxuan exited silently.

In the mist, the old man roared,

"Why is there such an arrogant and talented person? I am under a lot of pressure, old man! I have to teach such an apprentice when I grow old!

Knowing all the three religions and gaining insight into all kinds of situations in the world, such a person is either completely enlightened, or he is a big treacherous... Have I accumulated great virtues or committed great evils?God, who can tell me the answer! "

When Layman Jingxuan opened his eyes, it was dawn again!

Today is not as tired as yesterday, but he clearly remembered that he took out the Dao Dan yesterday, but now his hand is empty.

The small box lay neatly under the interlayer, and when it was opened, the three dao pills were intact.

So, is it because I haven't reached the time to eat Dao Dan, or is there someone who doesn't want me to eat it?

Vaguely, Layman Jingxuan felt that he had forgotten some very important memories.

It was like having an unforgettable dream, and in the dream, he was obviously very happy.

Naturally, he went back to the bedroom to wash up, brushing his teeth halfway before he realized what was wrong~
I didn’t prepare quilts and toiletries, but there are everything here, fine salt for cleaning teeth, fresh small soap, and quilts are like new, exuding a faint sandalwood fragrance.

Even though it has been abandoned for 1000 years, it is amazing to still be able to do this!Could it be that there are Tool Immortals who serve daily life in the Department of Spirit Creation?

In Layman Jingxuan's mind, a picture emerged:
While he was asleep, a few invisible dwarves, holding magic wands, began to clean up and clean the room. They also put away the wooden box in their hands and put it back under the mezzanine.

If not, then Lingzaosi is haunted!
There's weirdness here!
He shivered violently, always feeling that someone was constantly peeping in a corner out of sight.

"grown ups!"

Du Lala called Wang Jingxuan behind her back, which surprised him again.

It's really a bit paranoid.

"Heavenly King Chiguo is here, bringing the magic weapon to be repaired: Jasper Pipa, and the material fee of [-] spirit stones. He doesn't know what materials he needs, so he has prepared spirit stones!"

Are you so polite?

Layman Jingxuan forgot about the haunting in an instant, and kept rubbing his hands, "You are waiting for me here, what do you want to say?"

"My lord, this subordinate is too talkative. Even if you have magical means, you must not let the king of heaven take away the magic weapon today!"

What do you mean?
Layman Jingxuan thought about it for a while, and immediately understood that Du Lala was worried that she would cultivate too quickly, making King Chiguo feel that the money was not worth it.

You think too much!

I don't know if I can repair this department, and I'm panicking now.

"Niaoyao, grandma, can you wake up for a while, take up your precious time, let's talk?"

In his heart, he issued an earnest call.

(End of this chapter)