Avenue of Red Clouds

"Hey..." Hongjun Daozu sighed as he looked at the sacred creatures, then looked at the saints and said: "Don't be polite, can you think of a countermeasure?"

All the saints, look at me, and when I look at you, they all shook their heads. Lao Tzu remembered the leaving Nu Wa, and immediately said: “Sister Nu Wa just said that she had thought of a way. She left in a hurry and didn’t know what was going on. It's related."

Daozu Hongjun pinched a finger and nodded, his frowning brows slowly loosened, looking in the direction where Nuwa was leaving, Hongjun was relieved. The water is easy to save, but the sky is hard to make up. !

"Poor Dao come to help." A voice came from outside the sky, the sound was still outside the sky, and it was already beside him when the voice fell.

The ancestor Yang Mei appeared from the space quietly, without a trace of spatial fluctuations, as if the ancestor Yang Mei had always been here, and he was not just here at all.

"The Daoist's space avenue is becoming more and more profound and mysterious, and the poor Dao admires it." Hongjun looked at Yang Mei's ancestor and said slowly: "It is only a trivial matter to have a Daoist come to help."

At the moment when the ancestor Yang Mei arrived, Hongjun had already figured out why the ancestor Yang Mei came, and the corner of his eye looked at Penglai Island in the East China Sea inadvertently, feeling the depth of his calculation, which made people feel palpable.

When the other saints saw the appearance of the ancestor Yang Mei, they were shocked. They had seen the ancestor Yang Mei in the Purple Cloud Palace. At that time, Dao Zu Hongjun preached, and this one was on the same level as Dao Zu Hongjun. .

For a while, these saints all smiled at the ancestor Yang Mei and nodded, which was regarded as a courtesy.

"It's not a solution for the water of the Tianhe river to keep flowing back. The hole in the sky needs to be filled, otherwise the flood will not be solved." Old Ancestor Yang Mei looked at the huge hole, and the mana of the saint gathered into a barrier. Blocked by the water, occupied the time to fill up the hole.

"Then I don't know what the ancestor Yang Mei can do?" Primitive Tianzun looked at ancestor Yang Mei and said quietly. After all, ancestor Yang Mei said, they have already thought of it, but if they don't come up with a solution, it will be useful at all. No.

"No hurry, it will take a while." Old Ancestor Yang Mei didn't even look at Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, and said flatly where he stood with his hand.

Primitive Tianzun almost didn't let him choke to death. After all, there was no solution. When he came, he said that he was so arrogant and thought there was any good way to give it away?

After a while, a figure shot from a distance, it was Nuwa who had left before, but now it is back.

Seeing Nu Wa would come, these saints immediately asked: "Sister Nu Wa has thought of a way, I don't know how to make up this hole?"

"Everyone, don't be anxious." Nu Waqian came to the place where all the saints released their magic power. With a wave of her hand, a door opened, and various colorful and six-colored stones appeared inside.

The ancestor Yang Mei looked at it, and as Hong Yun said, he became more confident.

When the other saints saw this object, "Five-colored stone? What is the use of Junior Sister Nu Wa finding this object?" They were all wondering why Nu Wa had brought the colorful stone.

The saint doesn’t know, but Hongjun knows, watching Nuwa slowly and saying, “Yes, an excellent thing to repair the sky, but this requires a good melter to smelt this, and to repair the sky, you have treasures. Melt the five-color stone."

Nu Wa shook her head. She thought of what she needed to repair the sky, but she had never thought of the melting pot for smelting the five-color stone, and she was a bit distressed for a while.

"Junior sister, don’t be anxious, there is a yin and yang gossip furnace in Pandao, I don’t know if I can smelt five-color stones." Lao Tzu, like offering treasures, tells his usual alchemy furnace, but Lao Tzu understands that this is not an ordinary thing, and it may fall if he is willing. Merit, after all, it is difficult for a saint to go further, but with merit, everything is easy to say.

Nu Wa did not speak, Hong Jun shook his head first, indicating that Lao Tzu's yin and yang gossip furnace was not good, Lao Tzu was immediately disappointed, but no longer said anything, after all, Hongjun Dao Zu had personally denied him.

At this time, the ancestor Yang Mei laughed "haha", and slowly took out a thing, it was a tripod, and all things appeared on it, it was the innate treasure, Qiankun Ding, since the beginning of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the Taoist of the Universe and Luo Huyi After the battle body died, the Qiankun Ding disappeared. Hong Yun always thought it was in the hands of Hongjun, but did not expect to be in the hands of the ancestor Yang Mei.

"Look at Taoist Fellow Hongjun, is this okay?" Ancestor Yang Mei pointed to Qiankunding and said slowly.

How could Dao Ancestor Hongjun not know this thing, when the universe exploded, this object should have been obtained by him, but the ancestor Yang Mei's spatial magic is so powerful, he directly took the Qiankun Ding away, making Hongjun Daozu only stare.

"Yes." Hongjun Daozu's tone changed in an instant. He seemed to have thought of something, knowing the calculations of Hongyun and Yangmei ancestor~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In that case, this Qiankun Ding was smelted by the Nuwa Daoist friend. Five-color stone. "Old ancestor Yang Mei looked at Hongjun and smiled slightly. It is a very good thing to be able to be angry with Dao ancestor Hongjun at this time.

The ancestor Yang Mei handed the Qiankun Ding to Nüwa, and the Nvwa who got the Qiankun Ding put the five-color stone in it. Although it was not the deity of Nuwa, this dharmakaya also has the cultivation of quasi-sages, urging this Qiankun Ding. Still no problems.

The Qiankun Ding had its own sacred fire, which burned, and the five-color stone began to melt, gradually turning into a ball of colorful liquid. Nuwa saw that it was OK, so she dragged the liquid out and slowly flew towards the sky hole.

With a huge colorful stream in his hand, he flew straight to the hole in the sky, and then Nuwa glanced at the saints. All the saints understood and withdrew their magic power. Suddenly, the water of the Tianhe River poured back into the wilderness, and Nuwa surged upwards. , Blocked the hole, but a small piece protruded a little.

Nuwa cut it off, took a look, didn't care, threw it to Honghuang at will, and ignored it.

The hole in the sky was blocked, and Nuwa flew down, but within a moment, the five-colored stone began to tremble violently, trying to drop it.

"Originally, there was Bu Zhou Mountain which supported the heaven and the earth, but now Bu Zhou Mountain has fallen. What should I do?" Zhun Ti looked at the trembling colorful stone and asked the sages.

"My palace remembers that there was a mysterious tortoise in the North Sea. It was so big that it appeared at the beginning of the sky, but because of its huge size, it could not be transformed. It may be the pillar that supports the world." Nuwa thought of traveling in the North Sea. The mysterious tortoise encountered immediately said to the sages.

Hearing that Nuwa said so, the sages all pinpointed and counted it. Sure enough, the secret revealed that there was a giant tortoise in the North Sea. It was as big as the mainland, and it was too big to believe. The limbs of the mysterious tortoise were used to make the pillars of the sky. It couldn't be better.