Nuwa's luck weakened, and other saints immediately noticed it. Dachitian, Taiqing Realm, Taishang Laozi looked in the direction of Wa's palace and said: "There are changes again. Fortunately, we did not go to the human world, otherwise
"Junior Sister Nuwa must be blamed on me, but what happened to Junior Sister Nuwa's luck that has weakened?"
Taishang Laozi looked at Chang'an City, and Mo Ranchen's figure appeared in front of him, "This small human race has made a series of changes in a short period of time. I don't know whether it is good or bad? But what does this have to do with me.
"With that said, I fell into deep thought again.
Qingweitian, Yuqing Realm, Yuanshi Tianzun looked in the direction of Daluotian, "Junior Sister Nuwa, you are still too young." Yuanshi Tianzun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but he only glanced at Mo Ranchen and said nothing.
Please note again that for him, mere human beings and those without profound merit are not worthy of his care.
Jin'ao Island and Biyou Palace were once visited by thousands of immortals. Now, apart from Lord Tongtian, there is only the Virgin Wudang. There are also some beasts that have just turned on their spiritual intelligence and are walking on the island. After the war, they declared themselves gods.
When the leader of Tongtian Cult came out of Zixiao Palace, everything was powerless, so he stayed on the deserted Jin'ao Island, ignorant of worldly affairs.
Leader Tongtian frowned and did not look at Da Luotian. Instead, he noticed Mo Ranchen in Chang'an City. After thinking about it, he sighed.
"Master, what happened?" Our Lady of Wudang looked at the expression of Master Tongtian and asked with some confusion.
"Variables, while traveling to the west to measure tribulations, another variable has appeared. I don’t know what will happen next. This time, the tribulations are destined to flourish. I don’t know if this variable will bring some different changes to Buddhism.
"Tongtian Cult Leader said that the calamity is about to occur and all secrets will be covered up. At this time, the origin of Mo Ranchen is already unclear. Next, his future will have all kinds of possibilities.
"Isn't this great? Buddhism has never dealt with us, but now there are variables, maybe there will be a figure like Shen Gongbao. As long as it has a relationship with Buddhism, what might happen? Master, why don't we do the same?
Be a behind-the-scenes promoter and plot against Buddhism?" Our Lady of Wudang suggested. As the senior sister of Jiejiao, Mother Wudang was naturally heartbroken when she saw that Jiejiao had such an end. She always thought about restoring Jiejiao and avenging all her disciples.
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"It's not the time yet, and someone has already taken action first." Leader Tongtian shook his head and said.
Under the underworld, there is a place of nine secluded places. In the Pingxin Palace, Queen Pingxin does not care what happens to Nuwa. She is originally the witch queen of the witch clan, and she has no good impression of this demon clan saint.
After the disaster, Empress Pingxin rarely paid attention to what happened in Honghuang.
"Amitabha, junior brother, this person is destined to be my Buddha." Taoist Jie Yin said to Taoist Zhunti beside him.
"What the senior brother said is exactly what the junior brother thinks, so let Tathagata go and bring the person back." Taoist Master Zhunti replied.
"What the junior brother said is what the senior brother thinks. Let the Tathagata go...wait." Taoist Jieyin looked at Daluotian and said: "Nuwa is still the same as before, her temper is still so bad, and she actually personally did this
I took him away, that's all. It seems that this son has no destiny with my Buddha." Jieyin sighed secretly.
"What senior brother said is true. Alas, there are so many talents in the East!" Taoist Zhunti agreed, and the two of them spoke with full of affection.
As soon as Mo Ranchen returned to Changle Book Garden, he felt dizzy. There was a vague fairy sound. When Mo Ranchen opened his eyes, he found a tall courtyard in front of him. He raised his head and looked towards the distant place.
The plaque, "Wa Palace? This gate is only a few hundred miles away. Are you afraid that others won't see such a big plaque?" Mo Ranchen praised, he felt that in front of this gate, he was weaker than an ant.
Feeling the fairy spirit around him, he felt that as long as he lived here for a few days, he could be reborn and become immortal.
"Mo Ranchen pays homage to the Empress Nuwa. I wonder what the Empress Nuwa ordered to bring the boy to the Wa Palace?" Although Mo Ranchen was a little confused about his sudden appearance here, he knew that it was all bullshit that a man had gold under his knees, and he did not expect anything extra.
If Nuwa doesn't do anything to him, she is an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years. Who knows what she is thinking, but he doesn't think that the other person is a human virgin or a good bird.
We are all adults. Don’t think that all saints are good people. They say that Nuwa is so good in mythology. In reality, these are all farts. This is the prehistoric era. Saints have killed more people than you have ever seen.
There are too many people there.
After Mo Ranchen finished speaking, he knelt down and bowed directly. No one answered, so he just knelt down. If no one answered, he just kept kneeling. What can he do? He is a saint, and you are not even an ant.
As a mortal in the world, as for expecting others to forgive you, haha, you are thinking nonsense.
Nuwa glanced at Mo Ranchen who was kneeling at the door. She did not answer or make any move. It was as if nothing happened. However, a meaningless ant appeared at the door of Wa's palace. How could a saint care about an ant?
I don't know how long it took, but Mo Ranchen was still kneeling on the spot. At this time, Mo Ranchen's consciousness had begun to become blurred, and there was an unknown fire in his heart that had nowhere to vent.
Since childhood, Mo Ranchen's mother has treated him very badly. He hates his mother very much. He always feels disgusted by the maternal love that people often talk about, but he also feels envious. He looks at other people's mothers and looks at his own mother.
, a person who has not had maternal love since childhood, how much do you think he can care about the so-called Holy Mother of the Human Race?
Mo Ranchen didn't know why, but his whole life was terrible. He had never been truly happy since he was a child. At home, he was the most unnecessary, and at school, he was also the loneliest. Anyone who communicated with him
No one has ever treated him sincerely.
It is said that every home is a safe haven for children, but Mo Ranchen can never learn from those flowers living in the greenhouse and the confidence they exude from their bones.
So much so that Mo Ranchen can remember the small favors and benefits of others for a long time, and the evil others do to him will continue to expand. Perhaps one day, when a person speaks ill of him, Mo Ranchen will think that if he has the ability
, you must kill the other party.
Kneeling here for a long time, Mo Ranchen felt extremely insulted. He was not a generous person, otherwise he would not have gotten into a fight with Changsun Chong because of such an incident. Mo Ranchen never thought that
He is a good person. He has never experienced maternal love. He has never had a happy childhood. He was betrayed by the person he trusted the most. Mo Ranchen has never felt truly happy in his life. He has no ambitions, but he dreams of power and does not conquer the country.
Wealth, but delusion of freedom, weakness is the original sin, Mo Ranchen can only hate extremely, hate the injustice of heaven, hate everything in this world that is unsatisfactory.
Mo Ranchen was unable to resist. He was too weak. A weak person could be worse than an ant. His hatred towards the superior saint was nothing more than incompetent rage. No matter how angry he was, it was nothing more than an ant.
Mo Ranchen hated himself for being cowardly and incompetent, hated himself for being powerless, hated himself, hated himself for being like this.
Mo Ranchen, whose consciousness was gradually blurring, felt that his consciousness became clear. The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes turned blood-colored.