Prehistoric: Summon the mythical Nuwa at the beginning

The Great Tribulation of the Gods, that is, from the Jade Emperor to find Hongjun to complain about the black situation, the saints calculated each other, and the original catastrophe evolved into an immeasurable catastrophe.

The end result was the decline of the East and the rise of the West, which had a great impact on future generations.

Originally, there were more than 300 righteous gods, and no matter what, the disciples of the sect needed to take the lion's share.

However, this matter was caused by the Twelve Golden Immortals, and this is where the contradiction between the saints lies.

Of course, everything is in Hongjun's plan.

After the saints returned from the Zixiao Palace to sign the Divine List, hundreds of years had passed.

Jiang Ziya is destined to be in charge of the gods, so when Jiang Ziya entered the teaching, Yuan Shi Tianzun was very satisfied, and petitioned Zixiao Palace on the spot, so that Hongjun could give the god list and the whip.

"It's strange that all of this is really as I remember it, without the slightest mistake. "

At this time, the Tongtian Sect Master was meditating in the Biyou Palace.

The Great Tribulation of the Gods is about to begin, so at this moment, most of the saints are in their own homes to seize the time to calculate the heavenly chances.

And the heavenly opportunity calculated by the master of the Tongtian Sect is to intercept the sect and close the mountain, and if the disciples of the sect do not come out, they should be able to survive the disaster.

However, in his mind, there was an inexplicable memory, and that memory made him vaguely seem to know what was going to happen in the future.

The Interception Sect cannot be sealed, because there are too many Interception disciples, and even many Interception Sect disciples are deeply involved in the mortal world.

With the character of the disciples of the sect who values love and righteousness, even if they disobey the heavens, they will not sit idly by and watch their relatives and friends suffer from the disaster.

A small sect interception disciple may eventually implicate him, the sect leader.

Therefore, he must make up his mind, either to forcibly close the mountain with an enchantment, or to take the initiative to plan and no longer close the mountain to avoid robbery.

If you think about it carefully, there is no way to avoid such a thing as a catastrophe, and it is not right to think that a saint who is a saint can calculate the absurd result of closing the mountain to avoid the catastrophe to keep the sect intercepted.

Could it be that he was calculated?

In other words, it is the memory in your own mind that is the calculation of others about yourself...

All of a sudden, the Tongtian Sect Master was in a tangle of 120,000 points.

However, no matter how entangled Tongtian is, the general trend of the world still continues.

On this day, shortly after Emperor Xin of Yin Shang succeeded to the throne, under the persuasion of the old prime minister Shang Rong, he wanted to go to the Nuwa Temple to offer incense and meet Nuwa.

Zhun Ti and Jieyin, who are far away in the west, grasp the heavenly opportunity and consciously seal the god catastrophe, starting from this moment.

Then let them start driving the catastrophe.

I saw that in the Nuwa Palace surrounded by walls, a strange wind suddenly blew, and where the strange wind passed, the curtain in the Nuwa Palace flipped over, revealing the true face of the statue of Nuwa Niangniang hidden in the gauze tent.

It stands to reason that a stone statue, no matter how high the carver's cultivation is, will not be able to carve the true face of someone who has never seen it with his own eyes.

This stone statue is even more different from Nuwa Niangniang, and its appearance may not be more beautiful than that of the concubine in the Dixin Palace.

However, after that gust of wind, a burst of divine light appeared on the idol.

Ordinary people can't see it, but in Di Xin's eyes, it is Nuwa Niangniang's true appearance, beautiful and beautiful, incomparable in heaven and earth.

As a result, Di Xin suddenly fell in love and coveted Nuwa.

He immediately ordered someone to take the four treasures of the study, and inscribed a poem on the wall of Nuwa Palace:

"Fengluanbao's tent scene is very, and it is full of lacquered and golden.

The distant mountains are flying in emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow of the sun.

The pear blossom brings the rain to compete for the beauty, and the peony cage smokes and makes up charming.

But he has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle. "

It doesn't matter if this poem is not in line with this era, but this poem does have the meaning of flirting with Nuwa.

This day happened to be Nuwa's birthday, Nuwa was also idle, and Luo Ming didn't know where to go during this time, so she went to Huoyun Palace by herself to celebrate her birthday with the three saints.

Some people may be curious, with Nuwa's status, why did she have to go to someone else to celebrate her birthday? Shouldn't the three saints come to her?

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

The three saints in this Huoyun Palace have long ended their due responsibilities as human emperors, and the development of the human race has begun to get on the right track, and there is no longer a need for immortal emperors like them, so they are bound in the Huoyun Cave by the rules of heaven.

They can't get out without a special reason.

Therefore, Nuwa could only surrender her identity and go to them.

When she came back from the Huoyun Palace, Nuwa suddenly thought about it and wanted to go to the Nuwa Temple to see how her incense was doing this year.

But as soon as I arrived at the scene, I saw the poem inscribed on the wall in the palace, and I was angry on the spot.

It's worth it——!

She did not hesitate on the spot and wanted to take Na Di Xin's life.

"Hmph, with you, a faint king, you actually want to have another twenty-eight years of national fortune, dreaming ——!"

When she was about to kill Di Xin, Nuwa sensed the red light above Di Xin's head, which was the head of good luck and the image of 28 years of national fortune.

In other words, the Shang Dynasty has been in the country for so many years, and in any case, it will come to an end in twenty-eight years.

Whether it is a natural perish or a death by others, it will perish the country.

However, how could Nuwa watch Di Xin be at ease for twenty-eight years after molesting her.

If she was in the past, she was subject to the way of heaven, and when she saw this Di Xin's luck, she didn't dare to do anything to Di Xin at all.

But now it's different, now she has the help of Luo Ming, and she has retrieved the source of Hongmeng purple qi from Hongjun, and she is no longer subject to the way of heaven or Hongjun.

Therefore, Nuwa did not hesitate and sent down thunder.

Although Na Di Xin has the emperor's luck to protect the body, it is still not comparable to the power of the saint.

All of a sudden, I saw that the black clouds in the sky were shrouded, and the layers were pressed down, and Di Xin, who was teaching his two sons to practice swords, sensed it, looked up at the sky, and saw that among the clouds, there seemed to be an angry face of a beauty.

"Nuwa Niangniang?"

At that moment, Di Xin couldn't help but be overjoyed, and almost wanted to rush into the sky.

I thought to myself, the dignity of the emperor, if even Nuwa Niangniang can give orders, I only wrote a poem in the Nuwa Palace in the morning to confess, and in the afternoon, Nuwa Niangniang came to the door.

It was also he who was stunned, and until this moment he didn't understand what a catastrophe was.

In fact, he had always felt that after becoming the lord of the world and the emperor of the human race, he could do whatever he wanted.

Therefore, even the saints of heaven have not been put in their eyes.

If it is the human emperor of the desolate world, it is not wrong to have this kind of thought, but in this world, it is just arrogant to not put the saint in his eyes.

"What a damn ——!!!"

Nuwa saw that Na Di Xin did not have the slightest remorse, and looked at herself with such an impudent expression, and suddenly, with a wave of her hand, endless divine thunder fell from the sky.

The luck of the human emperor automatically condensed on the top of Di Xin's head, wanting to save Di Xin's life, but the power of the saint shattered this condensed and unreal luck, like tearing a piece of paper.

The next moment, Di Xin was turned to ashes by the divine thunder and died so much that he could no longer die.

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