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Chapter 446 is also a person

"You're pretty quick, kid. Why don't you stay here and help me with the work?"

Laozi praised Chenxiang with great satisfaction.

Chenxiang was dragged to the Tushita Palace by the green ox, and all he did all day was work.

"Master, please let me go back," Chenxiang pleaded with Laozi.

"Go back? Go back where?" Lao Jun asked Chen Xiang.

“Of course I’m going home,” Chenxiang replied.

"Do you have a home? Where is your home? Are your parents alive?" Laozi asked again.

"Yes, we are all here. Our home is at the foot of Cangshan Mountain by Erhai Lake in Miaoxiang Kingdom," Chenxiang replied.

“That’s not your home, that’s your godfather’s home,” Laozi said to Chenxiang.

“But my mother lives there now,” Chenxiang said.

"You and your mother have no home at all, and neither does your uncle," Laozi said to Chenxiang.

"..."

"Look at you."

"Everything is fine when you're doing chores, but as soon as you stop, you start scratching your head and all you can think about is your mother and your godfather..."

"You never have any lofty ambitions, how are you going to conduct yourself?" Laozi criticized Chenxiang.

“My ambition... my former ambition was to defeat my uncle, Erlang Shen.”

“Now I realize he’s not so great after all. In a few years I’ll be able to surpass him,” Chenxiang said.

"When your uncle was about your age, he already had a temple built for him and was revered by the local people."

“That Guanjiang Estuary was his first temple, and he treated it like his home.”

"At that time, there was a tiger problem in the Guanjiangkou area. Yang Erlang hunted down more than 70 tigers and distributed the tiger skins, bones and tendons to the people of Guanjiangkou."

"Master, you know everything!" Chenxiang exclaimed.

"Speaking of books, I have quite a few in my Tushita Palace. Would you like to see them?"

Chenxiang nodded.

"Do you still miss home?" Lao Jun asked.

"We still need to think about our home," Chenxiang said.

Laozi, exasperated, swept Chenxiang's head with his whisk, sending him aside.

"Laojun, you are the founder of Taoism. You are also a monk, but I am a layperson," Chenxiang said.

"You may have gotten used to living alone, but I am just a mortal with divine power. My mother is still alive, so I dare not travel far."

Lao Jun glanced at Chen Xiang.

"He only cares about his birth mother but doesn't miss his birth father. He may seem like a filial son, but he is actually unfilial," Laozi scolded Chenxiang.

"Let me see where your biological father is now..."

Lao Jun helped Chen Xiang calculate.

Liu Yanchang died young, and Erlang Shen was narrow-minded. Lao Jun thought that Erlang Shen would arrange for Liu Yanchang to suffer in hell or be reborn as an animal. However, Lao Jun foresaw that Liu Yanchang was born into the Song Dynasty royal family and had the destiny of an emperor.

Erlang Shen's arrangement for Liu Yanchang's reincarnation was too good; he gave him a good birth... or so?

Lao Jun sensed something was wrong and decided to calculate the future again.

Liu Yanchang was talented but unappreciated. He failed the imperial examination twice due to external factors. On his way to the capital for the third examination, he heard that the Temple of the Three Holy Mothers on Mount Hua was very efficacious, so he went up the mountain to pray for the Three Holy Mothers to bless him to pass the examination. As a result, once Liu Yanchang was on Mount Hua, he forgot about the imperial examination.

Liu Yanchang won Yang Chan's heart with his talent, but this talent was in calligraphy and painting, and he felt that he was not appreciated and had really chosen the wrong path.

Laozi looked down from the Thirty-Three Heavens, his gaze landing on the Song Dynasty Imperial Palace. After observing it carefully, he could only shake his head.

"Master, have you got the results yet?" Chenxiang asked nervously.

"I think we should just forget about your father," Lao Jun said, shaking his head at Chen Xiang.

"Master, what do you mean by this?" Chenxiang became even more nervous.

"Since you weren't reborn into the animal realm, you can still be considered a human being in this life," Laozi said absentmindedly to Chenxiang.

"Master, are you lying to me?" Chen Xiang's expression changed instantly, becoming resolute. Combined with his strong muscles, the whole scene was different.

"I'm not lying to you." "Your biological father, Liu Yanchang, has been reincarnated as a human, and you don't need to go looking for him to acknowledge your relationship anymore."

"He's just a child now. In a few years, when he's an adult, if you go to him again, he'll ask you, 'Do you even deserve the surname Zhao?'" Lao Jun laughed.

At first he looked worried, but then he started clapping and praising.

Laozi rarely paid attention to human affairs anymore, but this time, he couldn't help but marvel at how well Chenxiang's uncle and father had put on a show for the Three Realms. Although it was a bit cheesy, the entertainment value was amazing, a first since the beginning of time.

Lao Jun tilted his head and looked at Chen Xiang, stroking his long beard with one hand.

"Since your father made me laugh, I'll give you that axe," Laozi said.

"Really, sir?"

"How could I possibly lie?"

Chenxiang immediately went to the woodpile, took down the axe, and tied it carefully around his waist.

"Chenxiang, how many days have you been working here?"

“Five days.” Chenxiang opened his palm.

Five years have passed in the human world.

As Chenxiang listened, his brows furrowed once more, his eyes filled with worry.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that your mother will die of old age in five years while you're gone? Or are you afraid that your godfather will get into a fight and be paralyzed in bed?" Lao Jun asked.

“I’ve been feeling uneasy for the past few days, and my premonitions have never been wrong,” Chenxiang said to Laozi.

"But my elixir will take forty-nine days to refine, and there are only twenty-eight days left." Laozi stroked his beard, looking at Chenxiang, wondering how he would answer.

"Can I find someone to cover for me for a few days? I'll be back soon after I go down there," Chenxiang said.

"Who in the celestial realm can you find? Apart from the youngest sister of the Li family, you don't know anyone," Laozi said.

"Can it be either a man or a woman?" Chenxiang asked.

"Women won't do; it has to be a man," Lao Tzu said.

"Are there any other restrictions?" Chenxiang asked again.

“It can’t be my ox,” Laozi added.

"it is good……"

Chenxiang pondered, who could he turn to?
He suddenly remembered that he had been going to the Milky Way every evening for the past few days to herd cattle for Laozi, and each time he went to the two banks of the Milky Way, he would see a man and a woman gazing at each other across the river. The man on the other side of the river was also a cowherd, but he was herding an old yellow ox.

Chenxiang decided to try and see if she could ask the man on the other side of the Milky Way for help.

"Master, I'll be back soon."

Chenxiang left the Tushita Palace and flew towards the Milky Way.

As Chenxiang walked past the Weaver Girl, she was momentarily stunned. Then she saw Chenxiang plunge into the Milky Way and swim to the other side.

The Cowherd on the other side of the Milky Way stared in disbelief at Chenxiang swimming across it, and was somewhat at a loss when he realized that Chenxiang had come to find him.

"This...brother, what brings you here?" the Cowherd asked cautiously.

"You are my cousin's husband, I need your help," Chenxiang said to Niulang.

"Oh, no wonder you and my wife look a bit alike."

"Uncle, can you come with me?" Chenxiang asked.

"Want to cross the Milky Way to the other side? I can't cross!" The Cowherd waved his hands repeatedly at Chenxiang.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Chenxiang asked.

"My body sinks like stone or iron as soon as it enters the Milky Way, and I can't swim at all," the Cowherd explained to Chenxiang.

“I’ll carry you across.”

"Carry it on your back?" Uncle Niu asked, a little embarrassed.

Chenxiang was even taller than Niulang. When they carried Niulang across the Milky Way, they both kept sinking to the bottom of the Milky Way.

With a flash of lightning in his eyes, Chenxiang flew up from the Milky Way with Uncle Niu and flew directly to the Weaver Girl.

The two of them suddenly lay down not far in front of the Weaver Girl, which greatly frightened Chenxiang's aunt.