The human world is undergoing rapid changes. Viewed from a high altitude, the rolling torrent has finally completely turned light yellow. From then on, the Han family can be called the body of a yellow dragon.
The sky remains deserted year after year, and a few real people or even immortals have been added, but they are all just as insignificant to the vast sky.
The white clouds have been flowing for thousands of years, and the sands of time have left countless people behind.
It was winter at this time, and there was a mysterious place on the clouds. A solitary peak stood upright, and the red characters "Huoyundongtian" were carved outside the cliff cave. The writing was strong and cold, and it was particularly lonely in the clouds and sea of clouds.
The cave is supported by eight sky pillars, and the skylight, clouds and shadows are self-contained, not inferior to the Nanlian Mountain cave. There is a crystal fairy palace located in the wilderness, with the three characters "Wa Palace" on it.
Somewhere in the main hall and window of the palace, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were staring outside, their eyes shining brightly, thinking about something.
The sun rises and sets... The sky is filled with millions of stars, as if they really exist. What do their shadows portend?
Or you may never find the mystery...
Spring comes, summer solstice, autumn goes, winter comes...
The sycamore trees outside the cave became green and yellow, and the yellow leaves fell on the road, trampled into mud by the play of the female disciples. The laughter of youth was still in the ears, making people feel that they were old. Soon it was covered with thick white snow,
Cicada pupae are sleeping frozen under the soil...
This is another year.
"The agreed return date has arrived."
The woman in the snow-white tunic trembled slightly, woke up and whispered, then left the window and selected clothes in the closet. Her green and jade slender fingers paused for a moment on the black and white tiara, then brushed it over and selected.
I bought a palace dress that was as colorful as the clouds... If you choose one thing, you can only abandon the same thing.
You can't have both fish and bear's paws... Or you can have both, but it requires a lot of strength. She knows that this is not what she can count on at the moment.
Take one step at a time, aim your arrow at the target, and move forward one foot to get closer to the bull's eye.
After going out, the morning glow just enveloped the body, reflecting it beautifully, and the skin was as white as snow. The morning breeze blew the thin clothes, revealing the extremely beautiful female body. The cool temperament revealed a gentle and soft feeling at this moment.
"Master is very beautiful today..." the second disciple Xiuyun said with a smile.
The adopted little girl who was once afraid of her own snake tail has become accustomed to many things in her life and relationships... Of course, she no longer has the demon saint snake tail, and she can no longer wear the imperial robe. Many things have become unaccustomed to her, even
China, which I loved to look at in the past, is changing so rapidly that I cannot recognize it, and it has gradually become unfamiliar to me.
Nuwa lamented the time in her heart. She never smiled and only showed her gentle side to her disciples like these daughters. At this time, she flicked Xiuyun's forehead: "You are also Yangshen, please be careful and don't just play around."
, look at how lucky your senior sister is to practice hard."
"It's rare for Sister Cicada to come down with Master for a year and not be with us. She just studied the Shuangling Pool and has been away from the group for a long time..." Xiuyun complained in annoyance. Like the younger sister who was abandoned by her elder sister, she felt a little resentful towards that person for a while.
The man who captured the heart of my senior sister.
Nuwa didn't know that the second disciple had so many thoughts in her mind, so she just sighed slightly and said: "Chan'er's approach is right. Xiuyun, remember, the path to immortality is a solitary path... No one can accompany you to the end.
, not even mother and son, close relatives, husband and wife, Taoist lovers, the only one who will accompany you to the end is yourself."
"Master, can't you do it too?" Xiuyun was a little reluctant. She knew what the teacher said was right, but she had become attached to this woman who was both a teacher and a mother, and made Huoyun Cave her home. If there were no war, no death, and no hatred
How wonderful a man can always be like this...
"no."
Nuwa rarely said with a straight face that she felt that her female disciple was a bit coquettish. Although she had qualifications and strength, her character was not bad, but she had not fought against evil spirits several times. Now she dared to use her dark side to infiltrate Yingzhou.
There are fewer and fewer evil spirits in the soil, and there is no point in staying in the lower soil to exercise. It is time to take them out to see the world.
Thinking like this, she immediately ordered: "You all come out with me... Chan'er, you come too."
"Yes, Master." A ray of light flew out in the distance, and the girl stood behind Nuwa, looking at the sky, with an expression like Jiang Zinan's.
Nuwa had long been accustomed to the strange things and went out surrounded by a group of disciples.
Standing on the sea of clouds, she looked back at this cave that had been so impressive in her memory for thousands of years, and that she had not lived in for only a few years, as if she wanted to remember it forever.
"Is this my home or just a dream?"
She closed her eyes and waved her hand, the Crystal Fairy Palace shone brightly, the light pillar reached the sky, and a fiery red crystal ball hit the roof of the cave. The power belonging to the fairy garden had been silently permeating the Fire Cloud Cave Sky this year, and now it expanded and swallowed it up.
With eight sky pillars, tracing back to the ground, the earth and rocks outside the Wa Palace were swept away, the vegetation was in a mess, and it was like a doomsday scene...
The disciples couldn't help but exclaimed, and someone asked cautiously: "Master, what are you doing?"
"Seal the palace, leave forever... never to return." The fire cloud cave sky connected to the Wa Palace, was absorbed into the fairy garden in an instant, and fell back into the hands of Nu Wa, leaving only a mountain that lost its spiritual energy in front of it.
In Jiang Zinan's eyes, there is no doubt that this master has a cold side - once he makes a decision, he will never hold back.
"Master's status as a saint is obviously still many years away..." Xiuyun woke up, puzzled and asked eagerly. She cared more about her master than her hometown.
"If it's not mine, don't miss it. Over the years, I have calculated and completed my own path. The path is the most precious thing, second only to life... The part of the wealth that belongs to me as a saint is already deep in my body.
Already."
Nuwa's tone was light and indifferent: "What I need now is the power to support my path. Simple above-ground experiments are no longer enough. It's time to devote myself wholeheartedly... But before leaving, I still go
Meet some old friends."
Regardless of whether the persuasion succeeds or not, this is a farewell to the past. She no longer wants to play the game of saints. There is no way for her here.
She wants to jump out of the well and struggle to survive under the dangerous sky outside.
Snowflakes fell quietly in front of the Sansheng Cave. The beauty in palace clothes walked lightly, leaving no trace on the soft and thick snow. When she reached a place, she said: "An old friend is here to visit. Why don't we meet up with old friends?"
"Haha, Emperor Wa is back, a rare visitor, a rare visitor..." Taoist Tongtian greeted him with a smile, thinking about the purpose of Nuwa's visit.
In fact, the saint is well versed in the heavenly secrets of this world. He has known about the presence of Emperor Wa in the past few years, but she did not take the initiative to visit, nor did the three saints. This is the dignity of a saint.
Friendship is no match for the different roads, and the road has become farther and farther.
After entering the main hall and going up to the cloud bed, the four saints sat silently on the cloud bed. They all saw continuous cloud light, as if spring water was flowing, with a thin flowing sound without any obstruction.
This cloud is actually a branch of the dark side of heaven, flowing endlessly, but it always has a phantom flavor.
After sitting in silence for a long time, Nuwa finally sighed, put away the cloud light, and sighed: "It can't be true or false, and it can't be true or false, so why should these three Taoist friends take it seriously."
The three saints, Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Cult Master, listened but remained silent.
When Nuwa saw her, she stopped talking about this issue and asked again: "Three fellow Taoists, how is the progress of this list of gods?"
The Conferred Gods List is supposed to collect merits, but lately not many evil spirits have fallen into the trap. These words made the faces of the three saints look a little ugly.
Nuwa saw it in her eyes and said nothing. She didn't care about it now. She continued to talk about her journey on earth. Finally, Ye Qing invited the three saints: "Even if it is not false, it is mostly desolate. It is difficult for three Taoist friends to understand it."
It takes luck."
"But on the ground, there is a great opportunity. This time I took action to capture a giant ship, and the heaven gave me a book of Taoism and built it into a fairy garden."
"This fairy garden has just been completed. Although it will not strengthen my strength, it has opened up a path. Fellow Taoists, you can take a closer look."
This crystal ball appeared because it absorbed the fire cloud cave sky. When it was lowered into the earth, it was surrounded by dense green air, and clear fireworks appeared from time to time without any filth.
Looking again, there are faintly scattered Qihuayao grass inside, which is lush and green, but it is a garden.
Take a closer look at the five-color scabbard that Nuwa wears. The hilt is clearly made of mountains and rivers, with the Red Sky Sword inserted inside. She is fully armed.
The Three Saints were moved by this. The Yuanshi Saint touched the list of gods in his hand, stared at the Immortal Garden and the Red Sky Sword, as if he didn't believe it: "Ye Qing is willing to use the heavenly power to obtain these resources?"
Nuwa glanced at it and said calmly: "Ye Jun is Qingmai. He has another path and does not need the fairy garden. As for the Red Sky Sword...he lent it to me."
Saint Tongtian has a frown on his face and can borrow swords from each other. How far has the relationship between the two developed?
I'm afraid it's not just an alliance of interests, but a real relationship between Taoist friends, which is really rare.
The three saints were silent for a moment. For a moment, the Supreme Saint, who had never spoken a word, finally spoke: "The promise I made once before is still effective. What else does the Marquis of Han need from me?"
"Deploying feng shui formations, condensing blessed land, and netting the whole state." Nuwa did not lie to them. This kind of deception has no meaning, and they must choose sincerely.
This is not a one-time or two-time move, but a long-term matter...
The Three Saints heard Nuwa's intention, but Nuwa was still generous and willing to channel it. After the Western Saints left, they didn't even get a reply.
Looking at each other, in the last ten years, the income of Fengshenbang has dropped significantly, and new resources need to be expanded. Tongtian said: "Shan, we can rush to the earth, but we do not have to leave this place and go to the earth, and there must be corresponding rewards——
This is the fairy garden.”
"Great kindness, I can accept it on behalf of the Marquis of Han, but it will take some time. You all understand this. Although the land is huge, these are not easy to obtain..."
"If it weren't for the fact that there is a war between immortals on the upper earth, and countless people are dying, and countless immortal gardens are ruined, I would not dare to say this."
Nuwa smiled, because she had the foresight to choose her allies. In this game, she actually defeated these few people. Because she had completed the promised task, her mood was even more relaxed, and she was faintly losing the influence of the saint.
Then the beauty bloomed like the spring breeze, as if this cold winter had passed early.
"I hope so." The three saints said reservedly, their eyes looking at each other were a little subtle, and they felt Nuwa's choice, but they still had doubts.
Without him, Qingmai's influence on the ground is too weak. Ye Qing can simply be said to be an oasis in the desert. This is water without a source and a tree without roots. How can it nourish, grow or even bloom?
Just relying on the so-called dragon energy to get promoted?
There are 60 million in the earth... Oh, now there are 80 million, there is still room for plotting, and what is there on the ground?
The Marquis of Han relied on Hanchang County. Is it still Hanchang Town now?
Just a drop of water
When Ye Qing can expand, he can open up to the main area of influence along the Qingmai coast to the east... But with seven or eight states separated, how many obstacles must be overcome and how many powerful enemies must be defeated?
Even if this child is invincible and can capture everything, what is the risk of stretching it to the point where it becomes difficult to replenish it?
His expedition will be completely based on victory. Once he fails once, the steel wire will snap, all glory will disappear, and it will slide across the sky like a meteor...
This is the result of choosing the wrong pulse and choosing the wrong path.
Even Saint Tongtian looked at Nuwa's charming appearance at this moment and secretly sighed: "She has committed her old habit again. Hasn't she learned her lesson even after being bound by the covenant for seven thousand years?"
Women... they just don't think too much. They are trapped by a little moral friendship and don't know how to take a long-term view. In this world, the road is too difficult.
If it is not long-term, it is ultimately hopeless.