"Uncle?"
Nuwa came out of seclusion and became the temporary owner of Tai Chi Tu.
Huang Long was the first to discover it and hurried over, but was shocked by the image in front of him.
When I saw Nuwa, Feng Lixi's appearance was restored, which was unremarkable, that's all. But those bright pupils were full of exhaustion at the moment, like a piece of dead wood with no vitality, as if it could turn into fly ash at any time.
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Even more miserable than Fuxi's appearance a hundred years ago.
"Sister."
Fuxi, who had always been calm and never panicked even when faced with the Dutian Shensha formation, was shocked when he saw this. He hurried over, the Xuan Gong was running, the avenue roared, and boundless mana was injected into Nuwa's body.
However, even though the magic power is boundless, when it falls on Nuwa, it is like falling on a sieve, passing through naturally without any effect, and it does not change the decadent atmosphere on Nuwa's body at all.
"What's going on?" Fuxi asked anxiously.
Nuwa is the most powerful person in the world and represents boundless life.
At your fingertips, you can bring the dead back to life and give you life.
However, Nuwa, who now represents life, has become like this.
"I can't make it!"
Nuwa's eyes were dim and she looked at Fuxi Road blankly.
"We can't make it. Let's talk about it later. Don't worry." Fuxi looked at Nuwa's appearance and felt a little panic in his heart for the first time. "We are innately sacred. We have eternal time. If we can't do it now, we can wait until a few yuan."
After the meeting."
"But the Tao is here. I can see it, but I can't touch it. I can't get up to it, but I can't ignore it, let alone avoid it." Nuwa murmured to herself, and the aura of dejection on her body became even worse.
Seeing this made Fuxi's heart beat like a knife, but he had no choice but to hug Nuwa. He didn't know whether to comfort Nuwa or to comfort himself and said: "It's okay, it's okay. If we start over, we can always find the way of creation."
"Maybe, it's just that, brother, I may have to be reborn again, and I want you to be ready to take care of me." Nuwa said.
"Yes. With me." Fuxi gritted his teeth, knowing that this was the best result!
The quasi-sage creates the great road, the great road will not perish, and the quasi-sage will never be destroyed.
But if the quasi-sage's Tao heart is damaged, he will fall into the Tao injury, and gradually the oil will dry up and become the nutrients of the Tao.
Now Nuwa is in such a situation, she has fallen into a Tao injury and her medicine has no effect.
We can only let her realize it on her own. If she can't realize it, reincarnation in advance would be a good thing.
"Can't you realize it?"
Huang Long looked at Nuwa, who was like a dead tree, and was shocked in his heart.
How is that possible?
Nuwa can’t create humans?
Is this the consequence of telling me in advance?
To encourage growth?
Then I killed Nuwa?
If Nuwa no longer creates humans, will there still be prehistoric times?
"It has nothing to do with you. After all, it is me who is stubborn and refuses to look back. Your advice is right. This path can be taken, but I am not qualified enough to create a perfect protagonist." Nuwa saw the shocked Huang Long and revealed
A gentle smile.
She doesn't blame Huang Long.
"It has nothing to do with you, so there is no need to blame yourself. As monks, we live with the Tao and die in response to the Tao. This is common sense and honor." Although Fu Xi was heartbroken, seeing Huang Long's expression, he also expressed relief.
"Impossible. In this world, if even Nuwa cannot create the protagonist of heaven and earth, then there is no divine being in this world who can create the protagonist of heaven and earth." Huang Long was still in disbelief.
"Yes, I can't make it. No monk in this world can make it. But I can't. I can't make a protagonist with perfect character and flawless character. Maybe there is no protagonist in the world."
Nuwa's face showed a hint of weakness, like the last remaining candle in the wind.
Huang Long looked at Nuwa who was suffering from Taoism, his brows furrowed tightly, and his mind was constantly searching for information about Nuwa's creation of humans.
Nuwa can’t create humans?
What kind of big joke are you kidding?
Nuwa created humans, and humans are the protagonists of heaven and earth, so Nuwa created the protagonists of heaven and earth.
Why can’t the protagonist of heaven and earth be created?
Huang Long kept searching in his mind, suddenly raised his head, looked at Nuwa and said: "Uncle Master, just now you said that you want to create a perfect protagonist of the world!"
"Yes. It must be perfect. If it is not a perfect ethnic group, how can it defeat the almost perfect descendants of Pangu and all the races in heaven? The ethnic group I created is originally an acquired ethnic group and is not as good as an innate ethnic group. If we do not make up for it, we will not even be able to win.
It is impossible to gain a foothold in the ancient times, let alone become the protagonist of the world." Nuwa said.
"However, the world is not complete and perfect, so where can the perfect protagonist of heaven and earth come from?" Huang Long heard this and finally understood the crux of the problem.
Where does the perfect protagonist of the world exist?
Even though Huang Long is a staunch humanist, if you ask him to say that humans are perfect, I'm sorry, but he really can't say this.
Perfect, how can it be perfect?
"If the world is not complete, there is no perfect protagonist?" Nuwa was stunned, her eyes suddenly brightened a little, and then she said, "If it is not perfect, how can we compete with the descendants of Pangu? How can we compete with all races?"
"Empress, do you think you are perfect?" Huang Long asked.
"It's perfect." Nuwa said.
Huang Long:......
Is this the self-confidence of the top female cultivators in the world?
The Queen Mother of the West is like this, and so is Nuwa.
"Compared with you, the empress, after becoming a saint, are you still perfect?" Huang Long thought for a while and asked.
Nuwa was stunned for a moment, her eyes gradually gained some life, and she stood up.
Am I perfect?
I am perfect.
But who is more perfect between me and myself after sanctification?
After sanctification, I should be stronger and better, so I will be more perfect after sanctification, so that means I am not perfect now?
How could I, the imperfect me, create a perfect protagonist in the world?
Only the perfect me can create the perfect protagonist.
You have to wait until I become a saint to create the protagonist of heaven and earth again.
But I didn’t create the protagonist of heaven and earth, and the path of creation is not perfect, how can I become a saint?
"So this path is wrong." Nuwa suddenly came to life, and the aura of decadence began to gradually dissipate, turning into a strong sense of vitality.
"So, Madam, do you think there is a possibility that the protagonist of the world does not need to be perfect? After all, the so-called perfection means reaching the end, and at the end, a group that cannot evolve itself represents imperfection.
So perfection itself is the biggest imperfection?" Huang Long said cautiously.
"Perfection itself is the greatest imperfection?" Nuwa suddenly stirred, her eyes flashed with light. She repeated this sentence, and the light in her eyes became more and more powerful.
Yes, perfection means completion.
And completion means that he can no longer progress.
That is the biggest imperfection.
There are fifty avenues, why do you only develop forty-nine and leave only one?
If even this is perfected, is it possible for heaven and earth to evolve?
Thinking of this, Nuwa suddenly laughed: "The road has no limit, and my life has no limit. If the road has limits, how miserable will my life be? There is no perfection in heaven and earth, and there are no limits in heaven and earth. Only one generation is better than the other, and today is better than yesterday. In the future,
The sun is better than today! If there is perfection, then this world will come to an end. The older it is, the stronger it will be, then this world should perish!"
"The protagonist of heaven and earth has a tolerant heart, is gentle and benevolent, and can empathize with all races. This is the foundation. However, since he is a living being, he has desires, but what is the harm? When we seek the truth, isn't it a kind of desire?
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"If there is no desire, there may be no mistakes, but there will also be no joy and no creation."
"Secondly, strength is limited but potential is unlimited. What we should have is infinite potential, not strength."
"The heaven and the earth are not complete yet. As the protagonist of the world, how can we say that they are complete?"
"My way has been accomplished!"
This chapter has been completed!