Great Sage

Eighty years later, Nuwa's Palace was completed.

It took more than 180 years from planning and design drawings, to site selection, to the completion of construction.

All are handcrafted by five palace craftsmen.

After all the buildings and greening were completed, Lu Feng and Hun Kun sat in the distance to rest, while Nuwa floated above her palace, moving forward and backward, arranging formations.

The prehistoric age does not count, 180 years is just a moment, Lu Feng looked at Hun Kun sitting beside him, and his two best apprentices.

Of these two people, one is Gautama and the other is Subhuti.

Both of them now have the cultivation base of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and they are among the best among Hun Kun's apprentices, so they were also brought here by Hun Kun to move stones, ahem, to rub against the protection of the saint Nuwa.

Fearing that they would be affected by the disaster during the catastrophe, they lost their lives in a daze.

The first time he saw the two of them, Lu Feng thought of the sky-replenishing stone that he had recovered—Wukong, who had ended before it even started.

Gautama and Subhuti are also the main characters in the future Journey to the West. They are actually the Tathagata Buddha and the Bodhi Patriarch.

A master of Western religion, a real master of monkeys.

Lu Feng suddenly thought of testing them.

"Bodhi, look, there are two Bodhi trees on the top of the mountain. Can you use these two trees to express a feeling?"

Lu Feng pointed to the Bodhi tree in the distance, wanting to test Subhuti and see how his understanding is now.

Subhuti raised his eyes and replied without thinking: "There are two trees in front of my house, one is a Bodhi tree, and the other is also a Bodhi tree."

Lu Feng immediately clicked a thumbs up, really, old Zhou Shuren!
Kun Kun saw that Lu Feng was laughing, but he couldn't hold back his face, so he slapped Subhuti hard on the head.

"Find it yourself, don't take what you said when you were complaining as a teacher as philosophy."

Subhuti smiled awkwardly, but began to think with his chin resting on his hands.

After a while, he looked up at the bodhi tree, and said calmly: "The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand. Always wipe it diligently, so as not to stir up dust."

After a few words, the realm is remarkable.

"That's right, it has a bit of charm. By the way, isn't this what your master taught before?"

Lu Feng praised solemnly, but he still couldn't laugh or cry.

These two sentences are definitely not what Subhuti thought of now, because when he went to save Hun Kun, he was saying these words to the little demon apprentice of the demon clan.

As soon as the words fell, Subhuti hadn't opened his mouth to explain, and there was a change in the world.

But thousands of red lights manifested, and the whole world suddenly became brighter, with thousands of auspicious colors and clear dao rhymes.

Nu Wa suddenly appeared in front of several people and said, "Sanqing has become a saint."

Several people were speechless for a while, and after discussing a few words, they still felt that there was nothing to do.

The sanctification of the Sanqing can no longer be stopped.

Even if Lu Feng wanted to stop him, Hongjun would not let him succeed. After all, the return of the Six Sages was part of his plan.

After the sanctification of Sanqing, it didn't have much impact on Lu Feng and the others, and they stayed here again to chat and joke.

But it didn't stop for a few days, and the heaven and earth changed and reborn. After daybreak, ten suns suddenly appeared in the sky.

This time without any calculations, Lu Feng already understood that these were the ten sons of the Golden Crow of the Monster Clan. They floated up in the sky, and their purpose was to burn the race on the ground to death, er, to hit the morale of the Wu Clan.

The witches are good at running but not flying. The ten sons of the Golden Crow are all flying in the air. Ordinary witches can't attack them at all. Only those big witches can attack them.

But in today's world, the number of great witches is limited, and it is unlikely that the top ten ancestor witches will play, then...

As we all know, Kuafu chasing the sun is real.

Lu Feng called Nuwa and Hun Kun, and said mysteriously: "There will be a good show soon, let's go and see it."

Nuwa lacked interest. After she became a saint, she obviously didn't have so many thoughts about going to the theater, because her spiritual consciousness can already cover the prehistoric world, and she can easily see whatever she wants to see.

But Hun Kun was really excited when he heard that, he pulled Lu Feng to go out, so in the end...

Lu Feng and Hun Kun flew over the territory of the Wu Clan, gathered a cloud and sat cross-legged on it, set up a square table with some wine and vegetables on it, and sat opposite each other.

Another half month later.

"Brother Lu Feng, you said there is a good show. It's been half a month now, and we've already drank more than a dozen jars of wine. Why hasn't this good show come on stage?"

In the sky, ten golden crows were still wandering, and many streams and rivers on the ground were dried up.

"Don't worry!" Lu Feng smiled mysteriously. Suddenly, he raised his hand and said excitedly, "Look! The show is about to begin!"