Chapter 216 Baichuan’s timing
Di Jun sighed helplessly and spoke slowly:
"How long will it take for you to refine it? The Heavenly Court was established more than ten thousand years ago."
Bai Chuan touched his chin and thought for a while: "It may take three thousand years at most, or thirty years at least. If you are in a hurry, you have to use the Kunlun Mirror, which is another price."
Di Jun nodded:
"Three thousand years is enough."
Save as much as possible, there are other things to do.
"What about the second thing?" Fuxi asked.
"The second thing..." Di Jun smiled:
"The Heavenly Court was established, and I canonized all the monsters, but I don't have many spiritual treasures in my hands. After the trip to the starry sky, I have gained some foundation. I want to ask you to help me refine spiritual treasures. Of course, I understand the rules."
As he said, Di Jun took out another jade box:
"This is the Fusang branch and my and Taiyi's... cough, my and Taiyi's feathers, and other starry sky treasures."
Bai Chuan smiled, took the jade box, and glanced at it...
Born! Did you pull your brother bald?
The shining golden feathers made Baichuan's eyes dazzled.
Duo Shao?
One hundred and eight thousand?
Four heart feathers?
Baichuan's mouth twitched slightly.
You two, are you too poor?
No, to some extent, these two people are rich.
You say you are poor, look at the number of feathers.
Yuan Feng is so stingy! He made Fu Zhu work illegally for so long to get that little thing.
Just the number of feathers contributed by Taiyi, wouldn't Fu Zhu be envious?
You say you are rich... You two are plucking your own feathers!
"Ahem." Di Jun's face became more embarrassed:
"Don't blame me, fellow Taoist. Heaven is poor. The feathers of Taiyi and I... are worthless. We can recover them after ten thousand years of rest."
"Fellow Taoist, I believe the others, but this feather of my heart..." Fuxi said with a smile:
"How many ten thousand years can it recover?"
"No problem, no problem." Di Jun's face froze:
"A few Yuanhui, no harm, I hope you two fellow Taoists don't spread it."
"Don't worry, are you still worried about our character?" Baichuan smiled and waved his hand.
I'm just worried about your character!
Di Jun, it belongs to making the best use of everything.
The blood of the Golden Crow, the feathers of the Golden Crow, these are all top-level refining materials.
Especially Taiyi's.
His Dao realm cultivation is there.
Among the contemporary powerful people, Taiyi is definitely among the top five.
It's no exaggeration.
In terms of strength, he is better than the patriarchs of the three tribes at that time.
If there is a real fight between Zhulong, Zulong, Yuanfeng and the like, no one can be Taiyi's opponent.
Although there is the problem of Chaos Bell, Taiyi's own realm of Taoism cannot be ignored.
"Daoyou Dijun has really paid a lot for the Heavenly Court." Fuxi bowed and said.
"Of course." Emperor Jun chuckled: "Heaven is my hard work and the hope of all living beings. If I don't give everything, how can I succeed?" "Good." Baichuan nodded and said with a smile: "Then please wait for good news, I will send these back to you in ten thousand years." "Good." Emperor Jun stood up and bowed: "Thank you two Taoist friends, I will remember this kindness." "Yes, yes, yes." Baichuan stood up and bowed: "It's good that you can remember it." Emperor Jun's hand twitched slightly, his face was slightly unnatural, and he laughed dryly twice: "Then I will leave first, please don't forget the time." As soon as Emperor Jun finished speaking, Baichuan was slightly stunned. Time... Immediately, Baichuan's eyes lit up. The last merit, isn't it here? After hurriedly seeing Emperor Jun off, Baichuan and Fuxi sat under the Qiongguan formation. "Daoyou! I thought of a merit!" Fuxi saw Baichuan in a hurry, a little confused, and a little curious: "What merit? Daoyou is so anxious." "Hour!" Baichuan was beaming with joy: "It just so happens that Zhenli still lacks some merit to be promoted to a merit spiritual treasure. If this is accomplished, it will probably be almost done." "There is no such thing as hour in the present Honghuang. There is only the sun, moon, and year that have been set since ancient times. There is no more detailed division at all." This point is actually harmless to Honghuang. After all, the worst in Honghuang are almost all immortal creatures. As for the mortals, there is no such thing now. It is precisely because of this that for the powerful, the sun, moon, and year are enough, and the detailed hours, moments, minutes, and seconds are completely useless. Slow down is a year, a year, and fast up is a moment, an infinitesimal moment. This is Honghuang. It is directly interrupted in the middle. Fuxi's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had grasped some clues:
"Fellow Daoist, can you elaborate? But do you have a plan?"
"Of course." Baichuan said without hesitation.
This kind of thing doesn't need to be thought about in detail.
"The law of the day and night operation of the prehistoric world is 365 days for a year. I plan to add a stroke to it.
"There are twelve months in a year, which should be divided into four seasons, three months once, spring, summer, autumn and winter respectively. The 365 days are divided into 24 solar terms, which correspond to the 24 Qi Bureaus in the Bagua formation.
"The 24 solar terms correspond to the twelve months, two solar terms per month, once every half a month, and a cycle repeats itself. The prehistoric world completes a cycle in seven days, and a cycle in seven days is a week.
"The last is this day."
Baichuan paused, pondered for a few times before speaking:
"This is the most critical. One day is a cycle, just like a year. For us, there is no difference between one day and a year, but for weaker creatures, many things still happen in one day.
"Therefore, one day is divided into twelve hours, corresponding to the month, and twenty-four hours, corresponding to the solar terms. About four weeks is a month, and the hours are divided into four quarters...
"Finally, there are minutes and seconds. One quarter is fifteen minutes, and one minute is sixty seconds. I can't think of any meaning, but this is just the right way to divide it.
"In this way, the hours of heaven and earth are perfect, and the days, months and years are perfect. "
Fuxi's eyes lit up, and he was about to clap his hands in applause.
Buzz!
Boundless Xuanhuang condensed on the Qiongguan formation.
Fairy music sounded, the ceiling fell, and golden lotus emerged from the ground.
The Xuanhuang merit and auspicious cloud enveloped the Qiongguan formation.
The next moment, it fell directly towards Baichuan.
Baichuan looked up and was shocked.
Isn't it... Teacher, there is no need to discuss it in detail?
Baichuan was embarrassed, but he still took the merit directly into his pocket, without any hesitation, and injected it all into the truth.
Even, there was still a little left.
Really...
Baichuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he stood up and bowed to the void:
"Thank you, teacher. ”
【This method is very good.】
The only response from Baichuan was a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
Hiss!
Baichuan took a breath of cold air.
This rhythm... in just a moment, it was like seeing the whole world.
Teacher, the fusion of the Tao is complete.
【Do you have any other ideas?】
Baichuan was slightly startled, then scratched his head and smiled:
“How about making the four seasons clear?”
The prehistoric world without winter is not perfect.
【Yes.】
Okay, okay.
Baichuan smiled.
Is there a quick version of merit?
He said it once, and the merit was directly credited.
Happy New Year, fellow Taoists!