Four ways to destroy the world

Nuwa didn't understand Luo Hu's words. After all, she and Luo Hu were just nodding acquaintances, and she couldn't say anything out of her heart, so she just smiled politely.

Luo Hu didn't seem to understand Nu Wa's eyes, and continued to ask, "Fellow Daoist, don't you want to try?"

Nuwa held Fuxi's hand, and said in a gentle tone, "Fellow Daoist..."

Luo Hu really didn't talk about it, "The monster clan has one or two emperors, Juntai, which is not bad. Two golden crows were born with innate magic weapons. Who else can I. It's you two, who can't be high or low. Are you planning to be Di Jun's subordinate?"

What I said this time, not only Nuwa's expression was ugly, but Fuxi's expression was also ugly.

Luo Hu didn't care about whether he still had friendship in the future, so he stripped Nuwa clean, "So I went to Zixiao Palace and wanted to find another high position?"

Nu Wa suppressed her anger, and said in a good voice, "I came to Zixiao Palace just to seek Taoism. Fellow Daoists have repeatedly provoked each other with words, whose order is it?"

Who can call him.Luo Hu didn't respond to Nuwa's words, but said, "Fellow Daoist is not reconciled either."

"In Yaozu, you can't go up or down. It's difficult for Emperor Jun Taiyi to get ahead. He wants to be Hongjun's apprentice, but he likes Sanqing."

As Luo Hu spoke, he conjured up the scene from last time, the scene of Zhou Hexuan chasing her and calling her Nuwa Empress in the Little Three Thousand World.

"Since they are all unreliable, why don't fellow daoists establish themselves as kings?"

Nu Wa's eyelids twitched, as if she understood what Luo Hu meant, she subconsciously looked in the direction of Zixiao Palace, opened her mouth, but didn't dare to answer.

Luo Hu was not in a hurry, put away the scene in his hands, and looked innocent again, "Since Fellow Daoist still has something to do, I won't bother you."

After saying that, he didn't look back and left, as if what he said just now was not from him.

Luo Hu left without nostalgia, and the rest of Nuwa and Fuxi were worried all the way. After returning to Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa couldn't help sighing when they passed by those witches.

In fact, before preaching, she had several contacts with Di Jun.

It's ridiculous to say that she and Di Jun were strangers thousands of years after she took shape, waiting for the two clans of dragon and phoenix to recede, and after the two clans of liches reoccupied the wilderness, Di Jun didn't think of her as a member of the demon clan.

It wasn't until she fell out with the witch tribe that the two brothers couldn't beat the twelve ancestor witches, and Nu Wa was suddenly warmly welcomed by the monster tribe.

It's not a family, but the Yaozu lacks a great power.

She and Fuxi are here to make up the numbers.

The same is true for going to Zixiao Palace, thinking about whether it can be improved to a higher level.Na Hongjun is indeed powerful, but as Luo Hu said, Hongjun prefers Sanqing.

She has become a make up again.

Thinking of this, Nuwa burst into tears, "Brother, is this what you and I should do?"

Fuxi was aware of Nuwa's suffering, so he hugged Nuwa and comforted him, "The big deal is for you and me to retire. The mountains and rivers are so big, there is always a place to return."

Fuxi's mind and Nuwa understood, she nestled in Fuxi's arms silently, and when the sun star above her head fell, she raised her head and said to Fuxi, "Brother, I want to try."

Fuxi combed Nuwa's long hair with fingers, and listened quietly to her words, "Whether it's from the Yaozu or Zixiao Palace, if you are pushed to take a step, you and I will only be controlled by them. Since the other There is a shortcut, why not take it."

A trace of melancholy appeared on Fuxi's handsome face, "I'm not afraid of these things, I'm just worried that Xuan Ming will deliberately set a trap to attack you."

Nuwa raised her hand to smooth the melancholy between Fuxi's brows, her eyebrows and eyes curved, "I'm not afraid. If my brother is really worried, why not count it as a trigram."

His hexagrams...

Fuxi laughed, everyone knew that Dijun's Hetu Luoshu was famous, and his calculations were absolutely correct. "I can not."

Nuwa didn't care about this, she put her arms around Fuxi's neck and acted like a baby, "I don't care, brother, you can do the math for me, if it's good, I'll go to him, if it's not, I won't go."

The childish speech made Fuxi helpless, and finally agreed to go back and tell Nuwa a fortune teller.

He took the yarrow from the side of the road and scattered it in front of him. In Fuxi's eyes, the disordered yarrow was like a mystery of intertwined roots, and he wanted to find the mystery about Nuwa in it.

Finally, Fuxi found it.

He looked up at Nuwa beside him, with a smile in his eyes, "Your idea is right."

Nuwa also laughed, happily preparing for it.

Fuxi silently put away the yarrow in front of him, his face suddenly paled.

He made a hexagram three times, but to no avail.Some people are covering up the secrets and warning themselves not to spy on the secrets.

Fuxi thought, maybe it was Hongjun, or it was Tiandao.

The more you cover up, the more you can explain the problem.

He didn't want his sister to take this road with no end in sight.

The visit of the two brothers and sisters became Nuwa alone, and Fuxi said as usual that fortune-telling was exhausting and he had to rest for a while.

Nuwa didn't think much about it, and was worried about other things. She made an appointment with Fuxi to return the next day, and left in a hurry.

After Nuwa left, Fuxi stared at the pile of yarrow and let out a chuckle.

He really doesn't like the feeling that fate has come and everything has been decided.

**

In fact, Luo Hu didn't have a foothold yet, but fortunately, everyone in the prehistoric world deduced the secret of heaven and calculated it with their fingers.After getting the general direction, look in that direction, and you can almost find it.

Nu Wa is one of luck. It didn't take long for her to meet Luo Hu, who was at the foot of Mount Buzhou, observing the Wu Clan.

In fact, Luo Hu had no interest in them. The main reason was that the live broadcast room was open, and Chu Suisui climbed up on time, chatting with Luo Hu.

[Hey, in ancient times?It turns out that the human race has already appeared, which made me excited for nothing, thinking that I could see Empress Nuwa making humans. 】

Create man?

Luo Hu narrowed his eyes, and said to Chu Suisui, "What do you want to see, please be more specific."

Chu Suisui yawned and moved his fingers slightly.

[Just Nu Wa makes people out of mud.Such a classic story, why don't you get a CG? 】

Luo Hu didn't understand the second half of the sentence, but it was enough, to make a man out of clay?Thinking of Little Sanqian's creatures, Luo Hu laughed.

What is the relationship between this Nuwa who made people out of the earth and you Hongjun? Is it because you are afraid that some saints will be left behind when you take her into the sect?

When Nuwa came, Luo Hu had already stopped to watch for a while, Chu Suisui yelled that he didn't want a muscular man, but wanted to see Empress Nuwa.

The witches who came and went made Nuwa think of the creatures of Xiaosanqian, who were not much different from these witches, some of them were weaker than the witches, and such creatures could become immortals and occupy a part of the world.

"It's amazing, isn't it?"

When Luo Hu opened his mouth, his eyes fell on these witches, but he was referring to those little three thousand creatures.

Nuwa seemed to understand, "But I don't understand, what does this have to do with me?"

Luo Hu laughed, and handed the object in his hand to Nvwa, "Hongjun said, you don't want to try to become holy through merit?"

She looked down and saw a small clay figurine in her hand. It was very rough and her face was blurred, but Nuwa couldn't figure it out, "Fellow Daoist..."

Luo Hu stood with his hands behind his back, "Pangu proved the Tao with strength, and he also created a lot of living beings. If he hadn't lost his body and spirit, he would have been a saint already. There is a prehistoric world today, and there is no need to recreate the world. Would you like to give it a try?"

Luo Hu turned around, "See if you can become a saint by recreating a living being."