I'm Teaching to Watch the Door

In the depths of the chaos, earth, wind, water and fire gushed out, and thunder flickered.

A gorgeous palace sinks and floats quietly in the middle, it is the dojo of the Heavenly Dao Saint Nuwa Empress, the Wa Palace.

In Wa's palace, Nuwa opened her chaotic eyes and looked in the direction of the wild land.

In the slightly opened eyes, there are stars flowing.

For a long time, the light in the eyes faded, there was sadness, regret, and helplessness, and finally turned into a touch of indifference.

Nu Wa, who raised her head slightly, called out to the outside of the palace: "Tong'er!"

Not long after, I saw a Taoist boy with braids rushing in. "Ma'am!"

Nu Wa, who nodded slightly, heard a misty voice: "The calamity rises, and the human king changes. You go to the prehistoric human race."

"Follow your mother's order!" Daotong below respectfully accepted the order.

After saying that, I suddenly saw the rays of light dissipating around Daotong's body, and the disputes between Cai Rui and Cai Rui were very colorful.

Nv Wa's sleeve robe, who was sitting quietly on top, swung lightly, and a glorious spirit pearl flew out of it and fell towards the prehistoric world.

The brilliance dissipated, and there was no Daotong figure in the field.

After finishing all this, Nuwa looked deeply at the direction of the prehistoric world, and sighed softly.

Suddenly the chaos surged, and the Wa Palace, which was up and down in the earth, wind, water and fire, gradually faded, and then disappeared into the chaos.

On Mount Sumeru in the western world, Jieyin and Zhunti, who are preaching to Dizang and others, are also very happy.

After waiting for so many years, this moment has finally arrived.

The two looked at each other, then Jieyin said softly: "Tong'er!"

The boy Bailian who was waiting below hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"master!"

Jieyin didn't speak, but stretched out his hand a little, and a golden light entered Bailian boy's mind.

"Follow my master's order!"

After saying that, there are lotus flowers blooming under the feet of Bailian boy, and his figure disappears in the field as he stretches and retracts.

"Brother, there are only the last few decades left." Zhunti next to him looked sideways, with expectation in his eyes.

There were strands of joy on the cheeks that greeted Cai Se.

"In the future, I will have to work harder!" Jie Yin compared a Buddhist gatha, with longing in his eyes.

Zhunti nodded slightly, and compared a Buddhist gatha: "Shoumi Mountain has to be troubled by senior brother to sit in command."

The two looked at each other and smiled, the sound of Dao rolled out, and the golden light filled the air, blooming on Mount Sumeru.

In the prehistoric land, in the Huoyun Cave, red clouds billowed, and luck spewed out.

Such a major event in the human race, the Three Emperors naturally discovered it immediately, and also knew the details of the calamity.

"Hmph! The human race is the protagonist of the world, and the change of the human king is under the control of a saint like you?" Xuanyuan's eyes glowed golden, and there was anger hidden on his face.

Be it Di Xin or Ji Chang, they are all his descendants. Xuanyuan actually didn't care who was the king. It was just the sage's plan that made him very annoyed.

What he did was just to carve up the luck of the human race.

After saying that, he saw Xuanyuan raised his right hand to the void, and a big seal surrounded by black and yellow aura floated in the palm of his palm, it was the Kongtong seal that had turned into a spiritual treasure of merit.

A ray of Qi spread out from Xuanyuan's body, wrapped around the Kongtong seal, and suddenly the great seal disappeared into Xuanyuan's palm out of thin air.

"The way of luck! It's really amazing." Fuxi next to him opened his eyes with surprise.

Shen Nong, who was sitting quietly beside him, also said softly: "Human Emperor! The affairs of the human race depend on you!"

They both sit in Huoyun Cave and suppress the luck of the human race, but Xuanyuan is different from them. The other party can communicate with each human race by luck, but the two cannot.

Xuanyuan, who heard the words, sighed quietly, with distress on his face!

Earlier, he felt that there was a calamity in the world, and he originally thought that taking that step before the calamity would be better than fighting with the saints during the calamity, and taking advantage of this to take back the luck of the human race.

When I didn't want to get close to that step, I realized that it was not so easy.

Although he has already obtained the Humane Holy Throne, the Huoyun Cave is still shrouded in luck. However, the luck of the human race is scattered. First, Nuwa created humans to share the luck.

The fate of the human race collapsed, so that he made a quick kick at the door, but it was difficult to enter.

The only chance lies in this Conferred God. If he can take back the luck in the hands of the saints in the calamity, he can easily become a saint of humanity.

It's just that this amount of calamity is also the only luck left by the many forces in the prehistoric world to carve up the human race.

If the calamity fails, even if he has the holy position, it may be difficult for him to take that step in his life.

If he wants to achieve something, he can only rely on his master Shui Yuan.

Thinking of those heavenly sages, Xuanyuan had no choice but to Jixi Shuiyuan and other preparations.

Shennong obviously knew about Xuanyuan's situation, but he didn't know how to tell it.

As for Fuxi at the other end, he had a bitter expression on his face, he knew that it was Empress Nuwa who Xuanyuan was angry with.

Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the human race, and she enjoys the three-layer luck of the human race exclusively. After creating the human race, she did not do anything substantive for the human race.

No one spoke anymore, and the Huoyun Cave became very quiet.

Shui Yuan, who was looking in the direction of the human race, was slightly taken aback when he received a sound transmission from Xuanyuan.

Back then in Huoyun Cave, Xuanyuan had made it very clear to him that he didn't want Di Xin to be born just after he was born, and something would happen.

"Sure enough, it's not that simple!" Shui Yuan murmured softly, but Shui Yuan wasn't too surprised.

It's not that easy to become a saint.

No wonder the opportunity to assist Xuanyuan was easily cut off by him, and the person in Zixiao Palace didn't care at all.

When Nuwa and others were sanctified, Hongjun was already planning humanity.

The small trend can be changed, but the big trend is hard to break!

I don't want all the changes to be gathered in the Conferred God Calamity.

If the ending of Fengshen remains unchanged, everything will be set back to the original track.

"It doesn't matter much if Xuanyuan is missing, but what will happen to that one?" Shui Yuan murmured softly, looking into the chaos.

Although he and Styx have been sanctified, because the relationship between those mouths of hell has not yet fully recovered, one of them must stay in the underworld, plus Tongtian, it is still no problem to deal with the four saints.

It's just Nuwa, Shui Yuan has never been able to understand this one.

Undoubtedly, Empress Nuwa is definitely the most special of the six sages of heaven and earth, but the other party's behavior in Fengshen is equally weird.

As the Holy Mother of the Human Race, she not only sat and watched the fate of the Human Race being divided, but even stood on the side of explaining and teaching.

In the current Conferred God, if the opponent is on the side of Yuanshi Tianzun, there will be some troubles.

Although Nvwa told Houtu about the flood and barren land, she couldn't guarantee what the other party thought.

Shui Yuan, who frowned slightly, gathered in the underworld, where his spiritual thoughts were received.

Just now, when he appeared, he saw Houtu and Styx appearing in front of his eyes.

"Brother! The Conferred God is about to begin." Styx shouted excitedly just after meeting.

Although he already knew a lot of things, Styx didn't have the slightest worry about the upcoming calamity.

In a pair of blood-red eyes, there was only excitement.

Glancing at Styx who spoke excitedly, Houtu said with a sullen face: "The speed of those mouths of hell is getting faster again, and it seems to feel the crisis of heaven and earth."

Hearing this, Shui Yuan was slightly stunned, and Styx beside him was also shocked.

Huangquan is a unique thing in the underworld, and it is a part of the tunnel.

There was such a change in the Calamity of Quantity, could it be that they would still lose in the Calamity of Conferred Gods?

Shui Yuan frowned. He was very happy earlier, because his appearance changed the authenticity and humanity in many ways.

But after going through the events of Honghuang Xingkong and Xuanyuan, Shui Yuan had a feeling that maybe that person didn't care about what he did.

These are variables in his eyes, but in the eyes of that person, they are still fixed numbers.

Dao fifty, Tian Yan four nine, escape one, it is a fixed number, but also a variable!

The so-called stability and change are just different from person to person.

From different angles, the view is naturally different.

"Go and have a look!" Shui Yuan said, walking towards the Six Paths of Samsara.

With a flash of stature, the three of them had already appeared beside a mouth of hell.

In the four yellow springs of gold, wood, water and fire, the distance between the spring water and the spring mouth is not long.

Feeling a little bit, compared to before, it is indeed much faster.

It was supposed to be a happy event, but now it puts pressure on Shui Yuan.

"Could it be that one of the calamities will make a move?" Ming He withdrew his gaze and looked at Shui Yuan.

Some time ago, in the chaos of the battle with the two saints of the West, plus the hard-hitting of Yuanshi Tianzun's attack on the Pangu banner, Styx didn't care much about the saint of heaven.

His elder brother Shui Yuan is so good, and he also has an extraordinary sword array Tong Tian, ​​Ming He is not worried at all.

The only variable is Daozu. How strong the opponent is, I am afraid no one knows.

"Maybe!" Shui Yuan said with a sullen face, not knowing in his heart.

Apart from the earlier fights between demons and dao, Hongjun has been in Zixiao Palace since he joined the dao with his body.

At least in the eyes of all living beings, he has never set foot in the prehistoric, but he has the entire world in his hands.

Another thing that Shui Yuan didn't know was how Hongjun planned to erode the tunnel.

Fitting one's body into the Dao, planning the Sanqing, and the establishment of the Heavenly Court are undoubtedly eroding the will of the Dao of Heaven. And letting the Three Emperors sit in Huoyun Cave to divide the luck of the human race is an erosion of humanity.

But in the underworld, now that the River Styx is sanctified, it is impossible for Western religions to intervene in the underworld.

To swallow the prehistoric world left by Pangu, the three ways of heaven, earth and man are indispensable.

What will the other party do?

"Isn't it? With his body and the Tao, is he still himself?" Styx frowned, with puzzlement in his eyes.

Shui Yuan and Hou Tu didn't speak, because they also didn't know exactly what Hongjun looked like.

At this moment, the three of them looked up at the six paths of reincarnation at the same time.

A ray of spiritual light descended from the sky and escaped into the six realms of reincarnation.

"A Lingzhu escaped into the human realm?" Ming He exclaimed, with a look of astonishment on his face.

As a true saint, he has seen many reincarnations and recultivations, but he has never seen a magic weapon reincarnated.

There is no doubt that this is definitely the means of a saint.

"It's Nuwa's breath!"

Hou Tu also frowned slightly, very puzzled!

Shui Yuan, who was standing by the side, was naturally clearer. That Lingzhu is the famous Nezha in later generations.

Didn't want to think that Di Xin had just been born, and Nuwa had already cast the spirit beads, so would he still worship the Chanjiao as in the original book?

Nuwa's movements are really weird!

"Nuwa?" Styx muttered, his eyes glistening.

Conferred God's Calamity, even Nuwa, who was sitting alone in Chaos, intervened, this Calamity is really extraordinary.

"How about the specifics, just wait until the calamity is opened!"

After saying that, Shui Yuan glanced at Huang Quan behind him and disappeared under the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

When Di Xin was born, it was only twenty years since the calamity began.

During this period of time, if one of the Yellow Springs is fully recovered, it means that all three of them can leave the underworld.

A Nezha is of course irrelevant, what matters is Nuwa's position.

It's just that Shui Yuan can't see through this one!