Prehistoric: Human race at the beginning, stable for 100,000 years

Time passed like this, and Ji Heng did not return to the ancient times. He stayed in the Wa Palace and listened to the way of creation from Empress Nuwa.

Three thousand years have passed quickly, and now, there are only three days left before the opening of Zixiao Palace.

"Okay, do you have anything else to ask?" Nuwa asked softly.

"If it's about the way of creation, I really don't have any questions." Ji Heng smiled:

"It's just that I still have a doubt. Before I entered the Wa Palace, the big bead held by fellow Taoist Jinfeng..."

"Oh." Nuwa thought for a moment and said softly:

"That's a spirit bead, a semi-innate creature. It seems to have some connection with your human race."

‘Spirit beads. ’

Ji Heng confirmed his previous thoughts.

It seems that this is indeed the 'Third Prince' in the future, but he has not yet transformed.

Nuwa paused and narrowed her eyes:

"What? Heng, do you think there is something wrong with him? Or has he calculated or thought of something?"

Now that Ji Heng asked this question, based on Nuwa's understanding of him, she immediately thought of this situation. Ji Heng might have seen something.

"Nothing." Ji Heng smiled and shook his head:

"Can I tell you something about him?"

"Okay." Nuwa nodded:

"When humans were created, there was still a portion of the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and the Three Lights Divine Water, but the number of humans already totaled , so we couldn't continue to create them.

I had become a saint at that time, and it would be of no use if I kept this thing, so I rolled it into a ball. Later, when Emperor Jun saw me, he made a proposal to me, using my purple and green gourd to refine a summoning all-powerful ball. Demon's magic weapon.

I accepted his proposal, but it would be too wasteful to refine only one demon summoning banner with this innate spiritual root, so I took out part of the essence and threw it on this bead.

In the end, this bead gave birth to Lingzhi, and I gave him the name Lingzhi. "

Nuwa paused, then smiled and said:

"It is estimated that it will not take a thousand years for him to transform into a Taoist body. When the time comes, after returning from Zixiao Palace, you can help me throw him to the ancient continent and find a good master for him."

"Okay." Ji Heng nodded and said with a smile:

"Disciples must obey orders."

Nuwa's idea is very simple. Since Ji Heng has brought it up, this thing may be more important, maybe it is a creature with calculations, so just leave it to Ji Heng.

She believed Ji Heng could handle these problems.

Ji Heng's idea is even simpler. The connection between Lingzhu and Nezha is not trivial. This is a 'protagonist' in the future.

The two chatted for two more days, and then Nuwa took Ji Heng into the depths of chaos.

Nuwa transformed into a Taoist body, wearing a red dress, revealing her white and round calves and jade feet. Every step she took on the void was full of vitality, and a small world was born in the chaotic void, flying towards the surroundings of the ancient wilderness. go.

This is the incarnation of the way of creation. Everything you do and say is a great creation.

The speed of the two of them was obviously very slow, just like two mortals walking on the ground, but every step they took seemed to be walking through endless void.

This is the power of the saint.

Ji Heng was rushing through the chaos with all his strength, but he could not help but be affected by the 'chaos' in the chaos.

But walking with Nuwa, there is no confusion at all. Time and space, southeast, southeast, northwest, up and down, fate and cause and effect, everything is very stable.

"Am I good-looking?" Nuwa asked suddenly and coldly.

She looked into Ji Heng's eyes with a smile, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, her eyebrows with willow leaves, peach blossom eyes, her nose high and her mouth as small as a cherry blossom.

When it comes to beauty, Empress Nuwa can definitely be called the number one in history.

"The empress is naturally the most beautiful in the world!" Ji Heng bowed respectfully.

Although he was complaining about the problems of the Holy Mother in his heart, Ji Heng still did a very good job on the surface.

It’s so off the mark, my family, my mother asked me if she looked good! Who in the family understands?

"What a talkative person." Nuwa covered her face and chuckled:

"Am I better looking or the one who plays pirates?"

"Of course you are beautiful!" Ji Heng patted his chest and said loudly:

"The empress is the most beautiful in history."

Nuwa nodded with a smile:

"Not bad, not bad. I like honest children like you. As a reward, you can draw me comics for three hundred years."

???

Don't make trouble, seriously, I praise you so much, are you rewarding me?

"Yes, disciple, I obey." Ji Heng said with a forced smile.

There was a sense of powerlessness in my heart.

Just as the two of them were heading towards the Zixiao Palace, there was another figure in the chaos.

For example, Saint Tongtian is dressed in a green shirt and has green grass on his feet. He looks like a peerless swordsman. Behind him is a guy... sitting in a big bowl. It is Duobao.

Then there was Yuanshi Tianzun sitting cross-legged on the heavenly clouds, and behind him was Guangchengzi with a solemn expression.

Then, there was another slow figure. It was an old Taoist, with his eyes closed, sitting in the void and floating forward. Behind him stood Xuandu.

As for the last one, it’s even more powerful.

The other saints all brought their disciples, but this one was different.

The West is indeed the most special. The great sage of the West brings the young sage to attend the meeting in Zixiao Palace.

Ji Heng wanted to laugh, but he held back his laughter. He just had to think about laughing at a saint, so it was better not to laugh out loud.

After restraining her thoughts, Nuwa's speed became a little faster.

About half an hour later, the six great saints and the four great 'disciples' all gathered in front of Zixiao Palace.

Zixiao Palace, this is an extremely simple palace.

The whole hall is a gray hall, but it is surrounded by endless purple energy.

Purple has always been a noble color in ancient times.

Ziweixing, Hongmeng Ziqi, and the seven gourds of the Innate Gourd Vine all have a hint of purple.

This Zixiao Palace gives people an extremely heavy feeling just by looking at it.

In this Zixiao Palace... Ji Heng felt like he was facing heaven and earth!

Majestic, majestic.

"Senior brother Sanqing, long time no see." Nuwa smiled at Sanqing.

"Hahahaha." Tongtian laughed several times:

"Long time no see, Junior Sister Nuwa, I haven't seen you for a long time."

I nodded slightly without much response, but this nod could mean everything.

Yuan Shi also nodded, and then said:

"Long time no see, Junior Sister Nuwa."

As for Nuwa, Yuan Shi had already excluded her from the demon clan, let alone the person he thought of as a person who turned into an egg.

Again, the saint is the supreme. In Yuan Shi's heart, the saint is like this. No matter what Nu Wa has done, no matter how strong Nu Wa is, as long as you are a saint, you can get the respect of Yuan Shi.

The faces of the Second Saint of the West froze at the side, but it passed quickly and no one noticed.

The saint's face-changing speed must be the fastest in the world.