Long Zhenjun walked up the stairs step by step and came to the entrance of Nuwa Palace.
At this time, he suddenly received a message from a familiar voice: "Wait a moment."
Long Zhenjun paused in his steps and froze on the spot.
Thoughts swirling.
We're already at the door, why don't you let me in?
Is it possible that Miss Nuwa is dressing up to see me in her most beautiful face?
No way.
Not to mention how others view me after so many years.
When a saint thinks, the image he displays is of unimaginable beauty. He cannot dress up like a mortal!
Why is that?
However, he was confused, and the three women below the stairs were even more confused.
First, Empress Nuwa ignored Ao Qing's blasphemy and asked them to stop.
Finally, Ao Qing stopped at the door and stood there dumbly. What was going on?
Long Zhenjun noticed their looks, coughed dryly, and said: "Do what you have to do, look at what I am doing, is there something wrong with my face? Let me sigh here, inside the door are memories, outside the door are memories
Time, I need to calm down before I can talk to you truly."
Jiuyou Sunu frowned and said: "Is this guy pretending to be looking for death?"
However, the nine-tailed fox was thinking smartly and thought of something, and said: "Maybe the empress asked him to wait outside the door. You forgot, the spirit bead is inside!"
Only then did the two women suddenly realize.
The empress does not want these two enemies to collide, argue in her dojo, and disturb the tranquility!
Look what this guy Ao Qing can do.
Really good at pretending!
There are still memories and years!
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Inside the palace.
The decoration is simple and exquisite. In fact, it is not much different from the Nuwa Palace in the mortal world, because inside, there is a statue, a statue of Nuwa herself.
The objects and sculptures built by mortals cannot be compared with the real Nuwa Palace.
Nezha was kneeling before His Highness at this moment, completely unaware of what was going on outside the door. He had no idea that his enemy was at the door.
Nuwa's voice came from the sculpture: "Lingzhuzi, let's call you Lingzhuzi, go away."
Nezha said anxiously: "But Madam, Ao Qing is a traitor and he completely ignores my birthplace in the Nuwa Palace. How is it like blaspheming you? Not to mention that Ao Qing is against heaven and earth and cannot be tolerated in the three realms! For the sake of all living things, the spirit
Zhuzi also asks the empress to take action!"
Nuwa's voice was ethereal, and she said: "Don't exaggerate or confuse right and wrong. Ao Qing will not blaspheme me. Nezha, do you really want to completely cut off this relationship?"
It's already obvious enough.
Your identity as Lingzhuzi and your involvement with my Nuwa Palace have long since left only a trace of nominal friendship.
If you continue like this, this trace of affection will be gone.
Nezha gritted his teeth and said, "My dear! Please, for the sake of Lingzhu, please let Sister Xuannv take action once! If Ao Qing doesn't die, Lingzhu can't quell the demons in his heart!"
Nuwa was silent for a long time and sighed: "You leave first, I have my own arrangements."
Nezha thought that the empress would be like before, and finally relented, so he sent people from Nuwa Palace to help him, and said:
"Then Madam, you must not forget it. After this incident, Lingzhu will never bother Madam again except visiting her to worship!"
"Go ahead."
"Yes, empress!"
Nezha stood up respectfully and walked out of the hall.
What he didn't know was that once he left, he would never be able to return to this familiar yet unfamiliar "homeland" in his memory.
outside the door.
Long Zhenjun hummed a little tune and speculated on what God Nuwa was thinking.
Suddenly, the palace door opened.
Long Zhenjun's whole body was tense.
Unexpectedly, the person he imagined did not appear, but was an acquaintance!
Nezha!
At this moment, Nezha slowly closed the palace door with a hint of respect, as if he had not seen Lord Long at the door.
Long Zhenjun instantly knew why the great goddess Nuwa did not let him in.
The enemy is inside!
He really felt a little itchy, or he was trying to test the attitude of Goddess Nuwa.
He directly took out the fire stick, and under the dumbfounded eyes of the three women at the foot of the mountain, he hit Nezha on the forehead with the stick!
Bang!
Nezha's body tensed up instantly, he looked blankly in front of the empty place, and fell to the ground.
Long Zhenjun picked up Nezha, threw him under the stairs, and said: "Can you please help the three of you send him out... just throw him out, leave him alone."
Jiuyou Sunu bewilderedly took over the unconscious Nezha and looked at Long Zhenjun who didn't care.
How dare he!
However, Long Zhenjun did not say any more, but said to the palace: "Sister Nuwa, am I coming in?"
"Come in."
"Okay."
With an anxious mood, he slowly opened the door of the palace, walked into the simple and exquisite hall, and looked at the beautiful and familiar face carved in white jade on the altar.
That's it?
Long Zhenjun's heart skipped a beat.
I came to see you, but you didn't even show your true body. It seems that what happened back then has really faded away after so long.
Long Zhenjun must choose a slightly respectful greeting.
But when he raised his hand, the white jade sculpture gradually lit up with crystal light, and a shadow similar to a spirit body was "extracted" from the statue, fell to the ground, and turned into a physical entity.
It is the goddess Nuwa who is exactly the same as the sculpture.
Seeing this, the awe and solemnity that had just risen in Long Zhenjun's heart disappeared, and he laughed and said:
"I haven't seen you for so many years. Sister Nuwa is still so amazing in the three worlds."
The goddess Nuwa looks exactly the same as she did back then, and has not changed much. The only thing that has changed may be her temperament.
Back then, she was like an untouched girl, pure and elegant.
Nowadays, there is a bit more indifference and...maturity that has experienced reality?
Although these words are slightly blasphemous when used on the goddess Nuwa.
But Mrs. Ye didn't know how to describe this feeling better.
Nuwa looked at Long Zhenjun, who was almost the same as before, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, he is still the same as before. I really didn't expect that it has been so many years since I left. I have asked Teacher Hongjun several times.
, but it seems that even Teacher Hongjun doesn’t know where you have gone.”
Long Zhenjun said stupidly: "Sister Nuwa, this is embarrassing me. You are already a saint, but I am a traitor to the three realms. How can I afford your senior brother? If it were Mrs. Ye, Sanqing and the others, they would be about the same."
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Nuwa shook her head slightly and said: "Sanqing, I haven't called them senior for a long time. Too many things have happened in these years, and many people have changed. Sometimes I think, if senior brother doesn't give up, how can I survive?"
To this day?”
If she were not a saint, she might have been killed by other saints simply because of her identity as the ancestor of the Nuwa people.
Of course, what God Nuwa didn't know was that even if Long Zhenjun did not give up his throne, he would gain merit and become a saint purely by virtue of his merit when humans became the protagonists of heaven and earth.
What Long Zhenjun did was just the icing on the cake, making him even more holy.
Long Zhenjun smiled bitterly and said: "This is just the icing on the cake. I just didn't expect that after so many years, my old friend has become a saint, but I am still being hunted everywhere."
Nuwa smiled and said: "Change the place, I have many things that I want to talk to my senior brother about."