Buzz …
Moo …
The Dao sounds pierced through the world. The huge image of the goddess stood between the sky and the earth, looking down at all living beings and the sky.
The bearing of a Saint!
It had appeared in the world today!
That kind of beauty could not be described with words. That kind of majesty could not be looked at directly. Her hair was white, her feather robe was white, her Dao runes were mysterious, and her aura was myriad.
When Saint Nuwa suddenly appeared in the world, everyone in the Primordial World and the Three Thousand Great Worlds felt the anger of the Saint. Countless living beings lay on the ground. Countless cultivators were trembling!
In the Celestial Court, the Jade Emperor was furious. He ordered thousands of Heavenly Generals to investigate. Whoever dared to provoke the Goddess of the human race and the Saint of Heaven and Earth would be severely punished by the Celestial Court.
On a majestic mountain in the Aparagodānīya State that was filled with golden light, the old men sitting beside the lotus pond smiled. One of the younger old men sighed softly and said, "The Dao Sect has prospered for so long.
"The Dao Sect has prospered for so long, and it's finally our turn. Senior Brother, I'll go and make more arrangements. "
Another white-haired old man, who was dressed in a cloth robe, shook his head and said, "No, we can't be too hasty."
"Senior Brother, if we don't fight with them, how can we defeat the Three Pure Ones?"
"If we fight with them, all the hard work we've put in over the years will go to waste."
The two experts spoke one after another. Their words were slightly biased. They actually began to interact with the Dao runes and sat down to discuss the Dao.
Golden lotus flowers floated out of the lotus pond. The two of them discussed the Dao, but it gave the other cultivators on the mountain endless benefits.
The figures cultivating everywhere on the mountain did not dare to take the golden lotus flowers. They only let the lotus flowers land on their bodies and bowed in the direction of the lotus pond. Then, they hurriedly calmed their hearts and comprehended.
In the South Continent, the Tribulation Clouds had already merged with the ground. Although very few people in the world could sense the might of the Saints, they felt that the sky was much lower, and the air seemed to have become much stuffy.
In the solemn and elegant Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain, dozens of Daoists sat cross-legged and listened to the wonderful Dao sound. They each comprehended something and turned a blind eye to the majesty of the Saint.
In the Green Touring Palace on Golden Ao Island, more than a hundred disciples of the Saints were drinking and having fun. The figure on the high seat smiled as he looked at the lively situation below and shook his head gently.
In the small Dao Dojo in the Great Crimson Heaven, Great Daoist Master Xuan Du could not sit still anymore. It was as if there were boils on the meditation cushion under his butt. He kept moving.
The Taiji Diagram beneath him rotated gently. The old man opened his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of thought in them.
After a short while, the old man waved a beam of divine light. The divine light disappeared as if it had been absorbed and assimilated by the world. However, the enraged Goddess Nuwa gradually calmed down.
On a short mountain outside the Xuan Yuan Tomb in the North Continent …
Yuding Zhenren, who had been hiding all this while, opened his eyes. His eyes seemed to be able to see through all illusions, and he looked at the shadows in the sky for a moment.
After that, Yuding Zhenren slowly closed his eyes. He did not say or do anything, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.
The three figures who had just rushed into the Miasma Lake suddenly stopped. Their expressions changed as they looked towards the south.
Without saying anything, when the Dao runes that carried the wrath of a Saint swept across the world, the three demon patriarchs immediately stopped and retreated from the Miasma Lake in fear. They sensed the Saint's Dao runes.
The three patriarchs looked at each other. They did not know what was going on and why Goddess Nuwa was so angry.
When a Saint was angry, the world would be turned upside down. If the Saints fought, the destruction of the Primordial World would not be a problem!
In the depths of the Miasma Lake, the yellow-robed girl also stopped. Her large, intelligent eyes blinked. She did not know what was going on.
"Why is Goddess Nuwa angry? Who offended her? "
The yellow-robed girl mumbled. Yang Jian also sensed the Saint's Dao runes in the gourd. Apart from being frightened, his heart was inexplicably agitated.
That was a Saint!
It was not a legend of the Primordial World, nor was it a myth of the future. It was a true Saint who was immortal and indestructible!
If only he could be outside the gourd and the Xuan Yuan Tomb now! He could look up at the majesty of a Saint. It was an excellent tempering of his Dao heart!
Wait a minute, Nuwa … Nuwa's wrath?
Yang Jian widened his eyes and sat at the bottom of the gourd speechlessly. Then, he slapped his forehead.
Why did the God-Conferment begin now? He didn't even have the time to find out who was manipulating him behind the scenes, and it had already … begun.
Forget it, I'm in a predicament now. I just have to focus on thinking of a way to escape. There's nothing I can do even if I go out.
"Senior, let's make a deal. How about letting me out to take a look?"
The senior that Yang Jian was referring to snorted and muttered, "Those three old demons are still waiting there. It's fine if you come out, but I don't want to protect you anymore. Your master really doesn't know what's good for him! "
Why is it related to my master again?
Could it be that this female senior and my master had some sort of ancient relationship, and in the end, my master let down the beauty under the moon?
Yang Jian imagined a love and hate record of the Primordial World. Then, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The Dao runes were gradually fading. In fact, it had only been a few moments since the Saint's Dao runes appeared. It was just that the living beings could not withstand the pressure of the Saint and felt that time was passing too slowly.
Yang Jian thought carefully about who had calmed the anger of the Saint Nuwa. The yellow-robed girl sighed and seemed rather disappointed.
"I thought there would be a good show to watch. In the end, she's still so restrained."
Yang Jian was rendered speechless.
Fine, she's someone who wants the world to be in chaos.
Apart from a few top-notch mighty figures and Yang Jian, who had the foresight and roughly knew what was happening, no one knew who had calmed Goddess Nuwa's anger.
The reason why the Saint Nuwa could hold back her anger was naturally because of the words of the old man in the Dachi Heaven Daoist Temple. As for the contents of those words, no one knew.
After a while, the illusory image of the Goddess in the world turned into clouds and condensed above the South Continent. A heavy rain poured down.
Among the thousands of cavalry galloping on the South Continent, the vigorous emperor laughed in the rain. The cavalry protected the civil and military officials and headed towards the prosperous city of the South Continent.
However, no powerful mystical abilities noticed that the smile of the human emperor seemed to be filled with various deeper meanings.
Even among the officials and generals of the court, how many could understand King Zhou's smile?
…
The might of the Saint came and went quickly. In less than half a day, the Primordial World was already in an uproar.
The Emperor of the mortal dynasty of the human race — many cultivators were used to calling him the Common Lord. When he was congratulating the Nuwa Palace, he saw that the statue of Goddess Nuwa was as pure as ice and as clean as jade. He actually wrote a poem. His words were rather explicit and blasphemed the Saint.
Goddess Nuwa, who had gone to the Fire Cloud Cave as a guest, returned to the Dojo. She sensed it and saw the poem written on the wall. How could she not be angry?
Goddess Nuwa was the Goddess of Creation of the human race. The human emperor actually dared to tease her. He was really tired of living.
When the Saint was angry, he immediately wanted to kill millions of corpses and wash Chaoge City with blood. However, the Heavenly Dao stopped him. Goddess Nuwa saw at a glance that King Zhou still had 28 years of destiny left. It was related to the Great Tribulation after that. She could only endure it for the time being and did not kill the insensible human emperor.
Of course, that was just an "official" explanation. The deeper meaning could not be expressed, lest the Saint vent his anger on him.
Yang Jian had thought many times about where he should be and what he should do when the Great God-Conferment Tribulation began.
He had even thought that if King Zhou was not so unreasonable, he could give him a few pointers and mess up the arrangements for the God Conferment.
He had also thought about whether he could take advantage of Goddess Nuwa's angry appearance to form a relationship with the Saint and earn some benefits.
In fact, Yang Jian had always felt that he would stay with his mother and sister and enjoy the family happiness before the Great Tribulation …
However, he did not expect it!
When the God-Conferment Tribulation arrived, he was actually trapped in the gourd and fell into the hands of an enemy who clearly had a feud with Chanism!
Who could he reason with!?!
Yang Jian sighed in his heart. He, who had been sitting calmly, wanted to go out as soon as possible and obtain the legacy of the Black Turtle as soon as possible. He wanted to increase his strength and make some arrangements for the God Conferment.
"Senior … Ahem, Fairy, can you let me out to meet you?"
"Yo." The yellow-robed girl chuckled and asked teasingly, "Have you thought of it? You actually called me a fairy. You're messing up the seniority and disregarding etiquette. "
Yang Jian was rendered speechless. He coughed twice and smiled awkwardly. "From your voice, you're definitely not a person with wrinkles all over your face. Naturally, I have to call you fairy to show my respect." "Flowery words.
"Flowery words, just stay inside. Those three old demons haven't left yet."
"Where are you taking me, Fairy?"
"Don't you want to obtain the legacy of the Black Turtle?" The yellow-robed girl snorted. "Back then, the three of us tried our best but couldn't get the treasure. Today, I'd like to see what gives you the right to get it!"
Yang Jian was silent. He thought for a while and calmed down, waiting for the yellow-robed girl to call him.
After about two hours, the three demon patriarchs who were guarding the Miasma Lake left in a hurry. The yellow-robed girl was a little confused. She only put her hands on her waist and cursed, "Those three old demons are really timid. They didn't dare to come in to investigate and just left with their tails between their legs!"
When Yang Jian heard this, he understood in his heart that Goddess Nuwa must have raised the Demon Summoning Banner, so the demons had to go to Nuwa's Palace to pay their respects.
The remaining two demons in the Xuan Yuan Tomb, Daji and Xi Mei 'er, must have already left for Goddess Nuwa, so there was no chance to' kill them in passing '.
It was a mess, a mess, everything was a mess.
Just as Yang Jian was feeling anxious, he heard a voice coming from outside the gourd, "Since they're all gone, I'll give you a chance. Your intelligence has been praised to the heavens by Big Sister, but I think you're just an idiot. If you can guess who I am, I'll let you go. "
"You're making things difficult for me, Fairy."
Yang Jian sighed. Just as the yellow-robed girl snorted proudly, Yang Jian added, "You must be a member of the Dao Sect.
Most of you come from the Jie Sect and are of the same generation as my master. You're definitely not a nobody since you can intimidate the three demi-saint patriarchs of the demon race. "
The yellow-robed girl listened quietly, wondering if Yang Jian could guess who she was after saying so much.
Even if he guessed it right, it would be like a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse!
At this moment, Yang Jian was indeed thinking quickly. He integrated the information and finally locked on to the powerful fairies of the Jie Sect.
The Three Xiao Fairies, the Goddess of Golden Spirit, the Goddess of Wudang, and the Goddess of Turtle Spirit.
Among them, the Goddess of Turtle Spirit was the most likely, because this was the place where the black tortoise slept. There might be something useful to her sealed here.
However, this fairy mentioned "sister" twice, and when she threatened the powerful figures of the demon race, she was also frighteningly ferocious.
"Could it be … the famous Fairy of the Three-Immortal Island?"
Yang Jian heard his master mention that among the Three Xiao Fairies, Yun Xiao was gentle, prudent, and beautiful, Qiong Xiao was eccentric, and acted strangely, while Bi Xiao was smart and good at scheming.
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