It's so miserable, I was cheated by the system for 10 years at the beginning

In the depths of the chaos, Zixiao Palace.

On the futon, Hongjun closed his eyes, surrounded by fairy air.

As a sanctified man, his aura is as elegant as that of a mortal, not so mysterious.

In this regard, he imitated Li Fei, adored Li Fei very much, and was willing to remain a mortal without magic power, not asking about prehistoric matters!

Below the Taoist Palace, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Eastern Emperor Jun nodded indifferently after meeting each other.

After going through a series of frictions, their relationship was finally estranged.

"Brother Dao and I have known about the two clans of liches since you were still Da Luo Jinxian.

Alas, it's really God's will, it's all decreed. Hongjun sighed slightly.

So what if he is a saint who does not add to the calamity?

What about foreseeing the future?

There is also powerlessness.

"What? Daozu and seniors have foreseen it a long time ago!"

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches and Dong Huangjun turned pale with shock.

Everyone's minds are in a mess.

Think about it carefully, during the days of practicing at the senior.

Scenes from the past emerge.

At that time, everyone got along well and helped each other to enlighten themselves.

very happy.

Senior clearly intends to resolve the Lich War in advance!

Thinking of this, Donghuang, Dijun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at each other in shame.

They said guiltily in unison: "We are ashamed of the teachings of our seniors."

Hongjun sighed and nodded, "You have indeed failed Brother Dao's long-term good intentions.

The last time you each came to see me, is that also what Brother Dao meant? "

"Yes!"

Hongjun suddenly closed his eyes.

Alas, Daoist brother, you think highly of me too.

I am a saint, and it is true that I ignore calamity.

How can the amount of calamity be resolved?

You and I both know that the prehistoric world will produce calamities every once in a while.

The cataclysm of fierce beasts, the first catastrophe of Long Han, and this battle of liches.

It's a certainty, it's inevitable.

What do you want from me?

Nor express.

Do you want me to save Hongyun and give them a heart lamp in your place?
Even if you die due to calamity, you can be reborn in the future.

Hongjun couldn't figure it out all the time, so he didn't see Donghuang and the others.

In the end, this is the only way I can think of.

Therefore, Hongjun took the brains and blood of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, the soul essence of Donghuang and Dijun.

Their strength plummeted, thinking that Daozu was punishing them.

After returning, the two Liches were severely restrained by them.

Honghuang was able to recuperate temporarily.

Li Fei never thought that throwing the blame at will would make Hongjun do so many things.

So much so that these heart lamps played an important role in the subsequent calamity!

……

"Nuwa, where has the prehistoric development reached? Have the two clans of liches fought?"

Li Fei supported his waist with one hand and helped straighten the clay figurine with the other.

Let the sun shine on the front and back of each living clay figurine.

Looking at the sharp edges and corners of the clay figurine men, there are tough, creamy, noble, scholarly and other handsome styles.

Women have glamorous styles such as enchanting, dignified, Xiaojiabiyu, Yujie and slim.

He is happy.

It is simply a visual enjoyment, which guarantees the genes of the Chinese people.

Let future generations be handsome and beautiful!
"There is friction, and the fight hasn't really started yet. Just now, Daozu summoned Zuwu and the others to go to Zixiao Palace. I don't know what happened?"

Nu Wa is weaving the white silk of Taoist Mosquito, with a look of sadness on her pretty face.

Li Fei laughed heartily, but he yearned for it in his heart, thinking that it would be great if he could go out and have a look.

Alas, I don't know what kind of scene the Great Desolate Land was like.

"What can happen to this, don't worry."

According to legend, during this period of time, Taoist ancestor ordered the two clans of Lich to cease fighting.

Empress Nuwa also made people out of clay during this time period.

And when I think of the legend of the prehistoric.

Li Fei couldn't help thinking of a dark idea.

It is said that Nu Wa created humans out of earth, but her original intention was to see the two clans of liches feed on each other, so they fought.

She thought of a way to create human beings out of clay to serve as food for the second race.

In order to ease the conflict between the two groups.

Later, the contradiction escalated for some reason, and the two clans of Liches still could not avoid the decisive battle, and both of them withdrew from the prehistoric stage.

As food, human beings reproduce extremely fast and have extremely high intelligence.

Soon after occupying the split prehistoric land, Nv Wa received great merit and was thus sanctified.

Li Fei thought about it, and looked at the gentle and quiet girl Nuwa.

Shaking her head, it is obvious that Nu Wa is not such a person!

"Nuwa, you often say thank you for my advice.

Actually... ahem.

Forget it, don't mention it, so as not to reduce my image of tall and stalwart in your heart.

Today, I will give you some pointers! "

"Tips? Is it a matter of playing games?" Nuwa blinked her big watery eyes and blushed.

Li Fei covered his face in embarrassment: "Sister, you have changed. It's not about this!"

Alas, for 20 days in a row, the system is loaded to 20%, but I don't have much strength...

"It's so mysterious, Brother Li won't be pointing me to become a saint, right? Goose goose goose goose goose~"

Hearing Nu Wa's laughing geese, Li Fei also laughed.

Since "meeting each other honestly", sister Nuwa has become more and more cheerful.

"Who knows? Hehe.

I see that you haven't been back to Honghuang for a long time, so you take these clay figurines out and wander around.

Maybe, you will get something. "Li Fei smiled mysteriously.

Nuwa, you are right, I just tell you the way to become a saint!

Nuwa used her little finger to pull Xuanqing's hair behind her ears, and looked at the clay figures with a smile.

Although she didn't know Li Fei's deep meaning for the time being, she got used to accepting it and gradually realized it.

"Then I'll listen to Brother Li and take the clay figurines out for a walk!"

So, at the time when Sanqing and Zhunti took Luoyun down, they were going to ask Li Fei again about the method of becoming a saint.

Nuwa rides on the clouds and goes up...