The surprise came so quickly that even Wang Shuo smiled inadvertently.
As far as he knew, three of the seven gourds produced by the innate gourd vine were obtained by Hongjun, including the last chaos gourd.
Now, both the Heavenly Qingyun and the Chaos Gourd were intercepted by Wang Shuo. Thinking that Hongjun would only see a pile of dirt when he came over, he couldn't help but laugh.
Next, he stopped at the mountainside.
It took half a year to uproot the gourd vine and transfer it to the Chaos Bead.
Now the innate gourd vine has not yet matured, and the seven gourds have not yet taken shape. Calculating the time, I am afraid it will still take thousands of years.
So there is no rush.
After receiving the innate gourd vine, Wang Shuo was not satisfied. Instead, he walked around Buzhou Mountain and found many innate spiritual fruits, spiritual roots, and materials.
After collecting them one by one, he continued on his way.
Because he enjoyed the scenery along the way, Wang Shuo arrived at Kunlun Mountain half a month later.
At the top of the mountain.
Nuwa and Fuxi are practicing.
Wang Shuo started climbing and reached the top of the mountain in the evening.
Nuwa and Fuxi sensed something. When they looked back, they found that it was Wang Shuo...
Both Nuwa and Fuxi looked at him in disbelief with their eyes wide open and their mouths open.
There are currently two rumors in the prehistoric era. One is that Wang Shuo was jointly suppressed by the Tiandao Alliance on the Sun Star and buried in the Sun Star.
The second is that Wang Shuo was seriously injured and escaped, and he did not dare to come out for at least thousands of years.
As a result, just over two hundred years later, I met Wang Shuo again...
"Senior Qinglian!" Nuwa spoke first.
At this time, Nuwa had matured a lot. Her little face, as smooth as white jade, no longer had the blush as before, and she was no longer so afraid of being born. Her skin was still as white as snow and jade, and her whole body exuded a flawless aura.
Under the perfect figure, a snake's tail slapped the ground playfully.
Fuxi was like a reckless man, and he was dirty. He was wearing clothes made of animal skins. He stared at Wang Shuo with his eyes wide open, fearing that this guy would do something outrageous.
Only Nuwa patted Fuxi on the shoulder: "Brother, don't be nervous. Senior Qinglian also gave us the Houtian Lingbao back then. We have a good relationship, and we have not joined the Tiandao Alliance, so we are not considered enemies."
"Furthermore, Senior Qinglian doesn't look as scary as the rumors in the ancient times." Nuwa said with a smile.
Indeed, when Wang Shuo is not cheating on others, he is like a humble young man, always smiling, giving people a very gentle and calm feeling.
It is difficult to associate such a person with the despicable villains, murderous demons, and disobedient people who were rumored in ancient times.
"Haha! Sister Nuwa is still discerning. I know what Fuxi is worried about. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Moreover, I have deceived the secrets of heaven. Even heaven cannot predict me, so you don't have to worry about me coming to see you.
Your affairs will be exposed and you will suffer retaliation from the Tiandao Alliance." Wang Shuo said.
"Don't be shy, little girl. When Senior Qinglian comes here, he must have something to tell you. As long as Senior Qinglian speaks, I will do my best." Nuwa was still very humble.
Wang Shuo had no choice but to explain his purpose: "I came here this time because I heard that Sister Nuwa has a unique understanding of soil. I plan to ask Sister Nuwa to make me a mask with five-color sacred soil, which can change my face."
These words immediately stunned Nuwa. Changing her face? Nowadays, there are many face-changing spells in the ancient world. Why not just learn it and make a mask?
But when I think about it, I feel relieved. Wang Shuo's current situation is like a mouse crossing the street. Who will pass the spell to him?
"But Senior Qinglian, I'm very curious, how did you know that I like to make clay figures?" Nuwa was indeed very strange. Making clay figures by herself was purely a personal hobby, and only his brother Fuxi knew about it.
His brother often said that she lost her ambition by playing with things, which became a special understanding for Wang Shuo.
"Haha, you don't have to worry about this. Make me a mask and I'll give you a good thing." Wang Shuo smiled and took out the five-color sacred soil and handed it to Nuwa.
Fuxi who was next to him hurriedly stopped him and said: "Sister, no, if you help him practice the treasure, we will be cast aside in this primitive world. This person is a person who disobeys the way of heaven and is despised by heaven and earth.
There is no hope of becoming a saint in the future, and there is no possibility of making any further progress. You have never seen that such a long time has passed for him. All living beings are cultivating at a rapid speed, but he is still in the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian."
Nuwa looked at her brother helplessly. She was someone with bad intentions. She was obviously determined to make her refine the magic weapon. Why couldn't her brother understand?
If you refuse, whether you can survive today is a question, so why worry about being rejected?
"Brother, there is no need to say anything. If your senior is in trouble, I will help you." Nuwa was thoughtful and immediately took the five-color soil and sat down on the spot to refine it.
Fuxi sighed heavily, then ignored it, turned around and disappeared down the mountain.
Wang Shuo just sat next to him and watched Nuwa refining the weapon. Until three days later, with a sweet shout from Nuwa, the mask made from five-color soil finally came out.
Looking at the exquisite mask and the touch of human skin on it, Wang Shuo couldn't help but marvel. She was indeed the goddess who created humans. She was the only one in the entire prehistoric era who could do this kind of craftsmanship.
"Thank you, I'll give this to you." Wang Shuo took out an innate armor tree spiritual fruit and handed it to Nuwa, then gave her an innate spiritual treasure before leaving.
When he came to the foot of the mountain, he also saw Fuxi. The guy snorted coldly and avoided Wang Shuo out of fear, which made Wang Shuo couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Fuxi's character is still not as good as that of Nuwa.
Leaving Kunlun Mountain.
Outside the mountain, Wang Shuo started to deduce and calculated the current location of Sanqing. These three guys actually went overseas.
With a slight smile, Wang Shuo sped up and rushed overseas.
As long as he finds Sanqing and asks me to make elixirs for him, he can enter the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian with the blood essence of Zulong and Shi Qilin. If he adds the spiritual fruits of Xiantian Jiamu and ginseng fruit trees, he can enter the late stage of Daluo Jinxian.
It's not impossible.
Moreover, he can also take time to follow me and let this guy take up time to become his personal alchemist. When his cultivation level catches up, it will not be too late to leave.
When he came overseas, on the edge of an island, Wang Shuo put on the mask refined by Nuwa, and then transformed into an elegant scholar.
Moreover, even Wang Shuo's temperament has changed. He can change his temperament, but unfortunately he cannot change his natal aura.
From the Chaos Orb, he took out a spiritual sword. It was only an innate spiritual treasure, but it matched his current temperament.
And this spiritual treasure, named Qingping Sword, was supposed to be a chance magic weapon that reached the sky, but it was taken away from the Qilin Treasure House by Wang Shuo, and now it belongs to Wang Shuo.
It's time to meet the Sanqing. After I refine the elixir and achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, I will go back to the Phoenix Clan to meet Yuan Feng. I haven't seen this girl for a long time. I really miss her.