Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

Chapter 56

For hundreds of years, Danqiu has been Kong Xuan's baby daddy, and the most important thing is that Kong Xuan keeps twittering every day.

Calling around him all day, Danqiu is almost bored to death.

"Miss Xiaowa, don't listen to him, Kong Xuan is doing well here, so let him stay here." Chen Xuan laughed.

First there was Dan Qiu in the dojo, and now there is Kong Xuan, and it became more and more lively.

"Yes, yes! I don't want to leave my father." Kong Xuan also echoed.

"Humph!"

Dan Qiu snorted, knowing that his protest was futile, then pouted his mouth that could hold the oil bottle, and ran away angrily.

Kong Xuan followed immediately.

"Brother Chen, to be honest, I came here today because I have something to ask for advice." Nuwa didn't see anyone, and sat directly opposite Chen Xuan.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xuan asked.

"Brother Chen, I remember you once said that Empress Nuwa's chance has not yet arrived, so I don't know what that chance is like?" Nuwa expressed her confusion.

Facing Nuwa's question, Chen Xuan was shocked.

Damn, how did he forget about this?

The congenital gourd vine and the nine-day breath soil are still in his hands, which is the opportunity for Nuwa to create a human being and become a saint.

However, if Chen Xuan remembers correctly, the time period when Nuwa created humans was clearly about one yuanhui (12 years) after Hongjun's sermon.

Hasn't it been tens of thousands of years?

What are you doing!

But what Chen Xuan didn't know was that because of his help and influence, Nu Wa beheaded the two corpses nearly 10 years earlier.

Moreover, because of his influence, Lao Tzu and others became Hongjun's registered disciples only.

Although Xuanmen has stood up in the prehistoric times, its luck is not strong.

In order to let Lao Tzu and others return to their hearts.

Hongjun can only sanctify Nuwa as soon as possible, let Laozi and others see the benefits of sanctification, so as to motivate them and gather luck faster.

"Brother Chen?" Nuwa frowned, panicked a little, thinking that she was showing her feet, and immediately said: "Brother Chen, you also know that my brother is a big Luo, and he has some friendship with Empress Nuwa. Empress Nuwa said she had a whim, so I came to ask."

Chen Xuan immediately came back to his senses, coughed twice, and said with a smile: "I did say that at the time. As for the opportunity, it's actually here with me."

As the protagonists of the world after the prehistoric era, the human race is more important than the Lich's calamity.

If Nuwa delays making humans because of himself, then the cause and effect will be great.

So Chen Xuan took out the vines of the innate gourd vine and the nine-day breath soil that he had signed in before.

When these two items were taken out, Nuwa's heart trembled suddenly, and a strange color flowed in her beautiful eyes.

Although it was the first time to see the gourd vine and Xi soil, Nuwa could feel a sense of blood connection.

"Miss Xiaowa, please give these two things to Empress Nuwa. This is an opportunity for Empress Nuwa to prove her way!" Chen Xuan said.

"A chance to prove the Tao? If I remember correctly, didn't Empress Nuwa cut off the two corpses, how to prove the Tao?" Nuwa wondered.

"Miss Xiaowa, have you forgotten that the third way to prove the way is through merit and virtue?" Chen Xuan said.

"Proving the Tao through merit and virtue! Is this the method of Nuwa Empress to prove the Tao?" Nuwa frowned.

Nu Wa certainly remembered the three methods of proving the Tao.

However, Brother Chen clearly said that among them, those who have proved their merits and virtues are the saints of the Dao of Heaven, who are controlled by the Dao of Heaven and cannot be free.

"Everyone in the prehistoric world wants to be holy, and all saints are ants. I think that if there is a chance to be holy, Empress Nuwa will not give up." Chen Xuan continued.

However, although Nvwa on one side did not speak, she was a little sad in her heart.

Brother Chen still underestimated her Nuwa.

Proving merit and virtue is definitely not the path she wants to take.

Although she had thoughts in her heart, Nuwa didn't say it out, but said solemnly: "On behalf of Empress Nuwa, I would like to thank Brother Chen first."

I saw Chen Xuan said again: "Please also ask Miss Xiaowa to keep it a secret for me, don't say that these two things came from me."

Nuwa wondered: "Why? If Empress Nuwa proves the Tao because of this, it is a great cause and effect. Afterwards, Empress Nuwa will definitely thank Brother Chen."

Chen Xuan put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and said, "Miss Xiaowa, I was originally an idler in the wilderness, and I lived in seclusion here without karma, so I don't care about this karma!"

"Brother Chen, this..." While Nuwa was surprised, she was also a little fortunate.

She originally had the idea of ​​finding a suitable opportunity to reveal her identity to Brother Chen.

But now that Brother Chen said that, she couldn't help but think about it.

It seems that only an existence like Brother Chen can be called a true reclusive expert, and only Brother Chen can be called a high-spirited person.

If he reveals his identity, there may really be a gap between him and Brother Chen.

This made her extinguish the previous thought.

But Chen Xuan was really not as complicated as she thought.

Mr. Chen just wanted to follow the Gou Dao.

"You give these two things to Empress Nuwa, and the karma will be on your head!" Chen Xuan laughed.

Nuwa bowed to Chen Xuan solemnly, and then said: "Then I will thank Brother Chen."

Chen Xuan waved his hand and said casually: "What's the relationship between the two of us, don't say such outrageous things!"

Nu Wa's pretty face blushed slightly upon hearing this, Brother Chen, is this hinting at her?

It seemed that she had to find out which fellow daoist her brother Xinyi was as soon as possible, so that she and Brother Chen could be together logically.

The moment Nu Wa walked out of Chen Xuan's Dojo at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Hong Jun's eyes in Zixiao Palace suddenly opened.

"Nuwa actually got the thing to prove Dao?"

If you really talk about the heel of the innate gourd vine, even if it is above the other nine innate spiritual roots.

Because the congenital gourd and vines are primordial spiritual roots, they fell down because they were not tolerated by the prehistoric world.

Even so, it can still be called a prehistoric treasure.

Aside from the seven top-grade innate spirit treasures that were produced, the vines and the soil where they grow are also very miraculous.

Otherwise, Nuwa wouldn't designate these two things as the tools for proving the way.

But what puzzled Hongjun was that when he first talked about it, the congenital gourd vine seemed to have disappeared, even if he tried his best to deduce it, he could not find the whereabouts.

But now she was found by Nuwa.

This made Hongjun have to think deeply.

Then, Hong Jun seemed to have thought of something, his eyes froze slightly, his face was slightly cold, and he said coldly: "You still can't help but show up? I want to see who you are!"

Yes, he was already sure at this moment that the person who gave Nuwa the gourd and vine must be the one who ruined his good deeds repeatedly.

Although the way of heaven is not obvious and Hongjun can't come out, Hongjun can still indirectly affect Honghuang.

He hadn't figured out the person's location before, but now, because of Nuwa, Hongjun has locked on to the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

He Hongjun had always been the only one who plotted against others, but now he was plotted against by others instead.

Can Hongjun bear this?

To settle old and new grudges together, he must make the black hand behind the scenes look good.

Chapter 57

The next moment, a strong coercion descended, and almost all the creatures near Chen Xuan's dojo were paralyzed to the ground by the coercion.

But just when the coercion of Hongjun's consciousness was about to break into Chen Xuan's dojo.

The sudden fierce aura actually dissipated that coercive impact.

Hongjun, who was far away in Zixiao Palace, let out a muffled snort, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes: "This is impossible!"

Now he is in harmony with the prehistoric way of heaven, and this blow definitely possesses the power of a saint.

Even if the eyebrows were raised, it was impossible to be so relaxed and freehand.

The people inside didn't even show their faces, so they cracked his moves?

When did an existence stronger than a saint appear in the prehistoric world?

"This matter has to be discussed in the long term." Hongjun originally wanted to make a move, but thought about it.

Now he can't do anything to that person, and taking the initiative to attack will put him at a disadvantage.

Afterwards, Hongjun snorted coldly: "This is just my first confrontation with you, just wait and see!"

As for Chen Xuan in the dojo, who was still lying down, suddenly the whole dojo shook slightly.

But soon, the shock disappeared.

Chen Xuan raised his head and looked up to the sky: "Why did the chaotic world's holy circle suddenly activate automatic defense?"

But soon he didn't think much of it.

Now that there are frequent chaos in the prehistoric world, it is very likely that someone who fought passed his dojo.

Anyway, in his own dojo, even a saint can't do anything to him, so why bother so much?

However, at the foot of the mountain, Houtu and Dijiang originally wanted to visit Chen Xuan, but they suddenly felt Hongjun's coercion coming, and happened to see his coercion being broken by the Chaos Thousand Worlds Sacred Circle.

When this scene fell into the eyes of the two ancestor witches, they were suddenly startled.

"My dear, the coercion just now seems to be Taoist Hongjun!" Di Jiang said.

Although he had a questioning tone, but he was beaten by Hongjun after all, and he was sure in his heart that the coercion came from Hongjun.

And he can be sure that the coercion just now is countless times stronger than the one that hit him before.

Even though his current cultivation base has reached the middle stage of quasi-sage, he still feels a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of this coercion.

"Brother, the coercion just now seems... It seems that I want to enter the dojo of Fellow Daoist Bailong... Then... I was broken up!" Houtu stammered.

Di Jiang gasped when he heard the words, and then he also stammered: "Little sister, you are right, Bailong... old... Taoist may really be some kind of peerless power who lives in seclusion. Call him brother...this...this..."

After a burst of shock, Houtu suppressed the shock in his heart and said, "Brother, Taoist Bailong is a peerless power. He must have deliberately lived here in seclusion, so we can treat him as usual. make him dissatisfied."

"Alright then!" Di Jiang nodded, feeling a little excited in his heart.

An existence that can fight Daozu is actually his younger brother in name, it is a bit exciting to think about it!

As for Houtu, his gaze towards Chen Xuan's dojo became more determined.

It seems that only with the help of Taoist Bailong can the Wu Clan be able to fight against Hongjun!

In the dojo, Di Jiang and Hou Tu sat opposite Chen Xuan.

"That...Brother Bailong, I haven't missed it for a long time." Di Jiang rubbed his hands.

This made Chen Xuan a little strange. Isn't this elder brother Di Zu the most bold and unrestrained temperament?

Every time I come here, I yell for wine and meat, but I don’t want to call today?

It seems that there is still some restraint!

"I think brother, you are greedy for my wine, you are greedy for barbecue!" Chen Xuan smiled, relieved the atmosphere, and said: "Danqiu, get us some barbecue!"

For so many years, Danqiu's barbecue skills have been passed down by Chen Xuan, and his skills are no worse than Chen Xuan's.

"It would be best if there is barbecue." Di Jiang smiled foolishly.

It seems that the younger sister is right, brother Bailong is a hidden master, so he won't care so much about himself.

Thinking of this, Di Jiang let go.

Several people drink and eat meat together.

Di Jiang was bold and unrestrained, gorging on meat, lifting the wine jar and pouring it into his mouth.