Great Sage

Lu Feng and Hun Kun flew for half a day, and didn't stop until they reached Nuwa's palace.

Nuwa's palace is in a large formation as a whole, and it looks like a cloud of mist from the outside. Even people who are not deep enough, or who Nuwa doesn't want to see, can't even see the cloud.

After the two fell down, just as Lu Feng wanted to call the door, a mysterious dao rhyme appeared and pulled them in directly.

After landing, Lu Feng found that he was beside Nuwa, but Hun Kun was not near him, presumably he was thrown to another place by Nuwa.

Then, Lu Feng took a closer look.

"Sister, you..." Lu Feng looked confused for a moment, as if he had encountered a dilemma.

After such a long time, Nuwa is still sitting by the pond fishing, even her position has not changed. Doesn't she need her spiritual sense to observe the water here?

"What's wrong?" Nuwa looked up.

"It's just...there seems to be no fish in this pond." Lu Feng struggled.

The pond was dug by Lu Feng himself with a shovel, and later water was brought from a spring on Kunlun Mountain, and there was no fish in it.

What's more, now that Lu Feng has scanned it with his spiritual sense, he clearly knows that there are no fish in it.

Nu Wa turned her head and glanced at Lu Feng.

"I am a sage, and the sage catches the fish of the world, not the small fry in the pond."

As she said that, Nuwa raised her hand to take back the fishing rod, but her expression didn't change at all.

She removed the ponytail, threw the fishing rod on the ground casually, and with a simple move, a hammock flew over and hung itself between two bamboo trees.

Nuwa walked over and lay comfortably on the hammock.

"You two, do you really regard my place as a refuge? As soon as you came here, you smiled with me, and so did Hun Kun. After landing, he meditated and realized. You really don't know how dangerous my place is?"

"Yes, yes, it is extremely dangerous." Lu Feng quickly agreed.

A few black lines appeared on Nu Wa's forehead, and when she raised her hand, a rhyme hit her. The power of a saint, and the Dao Dao rhyme inspired by a saint, scared Lu Feng into a shudder.

But immediately, he realized a bit of mystery from this rhyme, said "Sister help me guard the gate", and sat down directly, and began to digest the feeling just now.

Nuwa: ...

It's really not polite at all.

No, just trying to hit you once made you realize it! ?
However, she thoughtfully arranged a small formation around Lu Feng to prevent him from being disturbed by outside voices.

After a while, Nuwa suddenly had an idea.

She transmitted the sound to the main hall in the distance, where the "guest hall" was specially built before, specially for the guests who came to Nuwa Palace to rest and live.

In the guest hall, Hun Kun was retreating to digest the majestic purple energy that Lu Feng gave him, when Nu Wa suddenly sent a voice to tell him:

"Senior Brother Hun Kun, I will give you a chance later, see how much you can understand."

After hearing this, Hun Kun was overjoyed.

What happened these few days? This is, not to mention Lu Feng gave him a majestic purple aura, Nu Wa, as a saint, also gave him a chance, what good luck!
So Hun Kun immediately said politely: "So, thank you, fellow Taoist Nuwa."

He has already become a saint, so don't call him Shimei when you thank him, it's not very polite, just call him fellow Taoist, since we are both cultivators, we are friends.

On the hammock, Nuwa twitched the corners of her mouth, raised her hand and played a sage rhyme.

Naturally, there is no fixed route for this rhyme, it is completely unobstructed to pass through the house and the wall, and it is easy to reach in front of Hun Kun, just like punishing Lu Feng just now, and hit Hun Kun.

However, immediately, Hun Kun...

"puff--"

With a mouthful of blood, the wall in front of him was sprayed red, and Hun Kun strengthened his mind. Just now, his Dao was directly impacted by the Dao of Saints, causing the Dao to be injured.

Fortunately, the Primordial Purple Qi was fused deep in the Yuanshen, and the Primordial Purple Qi immediately appeared to repair it, so that it did not cause irreversible damage to Hun Kun.

Hun Kun immediately stood up, and asked cautiously, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, but I, Hun Kun, bothered you? If so, I'll leave now, there's no need to be like this."

Nuwa: ...

We really didn't intend to embarrass you, but your strength is too weak. As a disciple of Pangu, you have lived such a long time, and your comprehension is so poor.

Looking at Lu Feng again, a mysterious dao rhyme has begun to float around his body.