Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

Outside the city of Chaoge, at the Nuwa Temple, the Shang king’s carriage arrived here, followed by hundreds of officials. It was a very lively scene.

However, King Di Xin of Shang listened to the advice of his ministers and believed that Nuwa was the Holy Mother of mankind and the god of happiness. Praying to her could gain protection, safeguard the country and bring eternal prosperity.

Emperor Xin came here today to perform sacrifices, but only he himself knew what he was thinking.

At this moment, there was dead silence in the Nuwa Temple. Bigan and other ministers stared at Emperor Xin in front of them and were speechless for a moment.

Only Emperor Xin stood alone in front of his masterpiece, looking at his own inscription written in a flamboyant style, feeling very satisfied.

Not far away stands the statue of Nuwa, silent and speechless.

On the wall, the marks carved by the sword were so eye-catching, iron-painted and silver-hooked, and the words between the lines were full of wantonness and arrogance:

The scenery of Feng Luan Bao's tent is very special, and it is full of intricate decorations made of gold and gold.

Ququ distant mountains fly green, dancing sleeves and reflecting the clouds.

The pear blossoms are blooming in the rain, and the smoke in the peony cage is charming.

But you can act charmingly and take back Changle to serve the king.

Emperor Xin turned his head and looked at the sacred statue of Nuwa, which was full of charm, with a uncertain look in his eyes.

He just wanted these old guys to see how he, Emperor Xin, was above their worship, so that they would know that the power of the emperor was above everything else.

Only by dissolving all sacredness can we establish supreme authority and completely break these old stubborn ideas.

God's will? I am God's will!

Nuwa became the one chosen by Emperor Xin.

He wanted to see what else this group of people had to say.

But what Emperor Xin did not know was that Nuwa was truly divine, and not a fictitious tool for maintaining rule as her existence suggested.

Because immortals and mortals are separated, the earth and heaven are connected, and the existence of the Human Emperor Palace no longer interferes in worldly affairs, people have forgotten the long past of the human race.

Ordinary people have never heard of the names of saints, especially those like Nuwa who are not well-known.

Even many practitioners of the human race know very little about Nuwa, the Holy Mother of mankind, and know less than the saints and leaders of the orthodox and evil sects.

The era when Nuwa and others were active is too long ago. To ordinary people whose life span is only a hundred years, it seems like an illusory legend.

Nuwa never interfered in the affairs of human beings, and there is no record of her showing her divine power.

In Emperor Xin's cognition, Nuwa was just a fictional existence, and was portrayed as miraculous, but in fact it was nothing but groundless flattery.

"Emperor Xin! How can you be so rebellious! Do you know what you are doing?!"

A voice broke the silence, and Young Master Bigan walked forward with an angry face. Looking at the glaring marks on the wall, he felt as if his soul was about to burst out.

He never imagined that Emperor Xin would do such a ridiculous thing and commit such a heinous act during the ancestor worship ceremony.

Emperor Xin stood there with a smile on his face, and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed slightly.

Outside the Nuwa Temple, there was a commotion, the earth was shaking, dark clouds covered the sky, the day was as dark as night, and lightning was surging.

Behind Emperor Xin, the statue was emitting divine light. Although silent, everyone present could feel the surging anger within it. It was so real, like the wrath of heaven.

"Holy Mother, please calm down..."

All the ministers knelt down in haste, but the next moment, divine light surged and blasted everyone out of the Nuwa Temple. The gate was closed from then on, shrouded in divine light, and no one could get close.

There was a violent wind outside the temple, blowing people and horses to the ground. The sky was angry and the thunder frightened all living things.

Two figures appeared in the Nuwa Temple. Nuwa stood on her own statue, looking at the wall with murderous intent in her eyes. She wished she could slap that audacious bastard to death.

Even if she is a saint, who would dare to speak such obscene words to her?

She didn't do anything right, but suddenly this thing came out and insulted her.

If Fuxi hadn't stopped her, she would have pulled out Emperor Xin's soul and thrown it into the Eighteen Levels of Hell to torture him. Otherwise, wouldn't others think she was easy to bully?

Saints should not be insulted. Do you really think she is kind and soft-hearted? Do you think she has a good temper?

Moreover, what happened here would definitely attract the attention of many powerful beings, which would be a loss of face for her.

Originally, she thought that the matter of conferring deity had little to do with her, but such an incident happened, which really made her angry.

With one palm, she destroyed the wall. Nuwa gnashed her teeth, not feeling relieved at all. What had she done to offend anyone? She was insulted like this!

"This boy is an unjust and tyrant, how bold he is, how dare he recite poems to insult me, how hateful! If I don't punish him, I will not be able to see my inspiration." Nuwa said hatefully, staring at Fuxi, because it was Fuxi who stopped her from taking action.

Upon seeing this, Fuxi knew that if he did not appease Nuwa, she would suppress his brother, otherwise he would not be able to vent his anger.

What’s more, Fuxi was also unable to calm down when Nuwa was humiliated.

After some calculations, Fuxi finally spoke: "I think that King Tang defeated Jie and became the king of the world. He has enjoyed the country for more than 600 years. Now that the matter of conferring gods is imminent, there is no need for you to intervene. Emperor Xin will have his own retribution and he will not escape."

"Do you mean to let him go just like that?" Nuwa looked at Fuxi with a dangerous look. She was not satisfied with this result.

She had never suffered such injustice before she became a saint!

"Although Yin Shou has lost his way, his fate is not over yet, and he is still protected by the fate of the human race..."

"So what? Can a mere luck protection really protect him?" Nuwa didn't care.

A saint is not involved in cause and effect, and she does not establish a religion like Yuqing Shangqing and others, so she does not have to worry about the so-called backlash of luck.

A little bit of backlash of luck cannot do anything to a saint, no matter how prosperous the luck of the human race is.

What's more, as the Holy Mother of the human race, she was the one who created the human race. Even if she slapped Emperor Xin to death with one slap, the fate of the human race would not backfire on her.

"Letting him die like this would be too easy for him. It can't be considered a punishment. People often say that there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart." Fuxi smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Nuwa frowned and thought, then finally nodded, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"That makes sense. Ha, you lewd fellow, writing such obscene words, very good, very good. I want to see how long you can be lewd!"

Nuwa left the place angrily, and before leaving, she glared at Fuxi threateningly.

The final result won’t make me feel better, so I will suppress you for a thousand years!

Fuxi saw a warning in that look, and it was because of this that he stopped Nuwa from attacking Emperor Xin directly.

Fuxi shook his head helplessly, and with a wave of his hand, the wall destroyed by Nuwa was repaired, but the words on it had changed.

"The Yin dynasty was ruled by an unjust and incompetent ruler who had no intention of cultivating himself and building up moral integrity to protect the empire. Now, he has no fear of heaven and earth, no respect for the saints and wise men, and has forgotten his ancestors. He has gone against the grain. King Tang defeated Jie and became king of the empire. He has enjoyed the empire for more than 600 years, but now it has run out of luck."

A line of words was engraved on the wall, shining with golden light. The aura of the Human Emperor flowed like a decree proclaiming to the world, grand and upright. Under the involvement of aura, it even triggered the flow of great trends.

As the first owner of the Kongtong Seal, Fuxi also practiced the way of heaven's secrets. His control over the destiny of the human race far surpassed that of other powerful beings. He could even directly control a lot of the destiny of the human race.

Moreover, when Fuxi wrote this, what was more important was that his attitude was, to a large extent, the attitude of the Human Emperor Palace.

At this point, it can be said that Emperor Xin has completely lost the possibility of seeking help from the Human Emperor Palace.

If there was a possibility that the Human Emperor Palace would intervene and stand on the side of Emperor Xin before, then now this possibility has been cut off.

The consequences of insulting a saint are unbearable.

Nuwa is the Holy Mother of humankind. Even if Nuwa does nothing, her existence itself is the greatest protection for humankind.

Emperor Xin was born into a human race, and the consequences of his ignorant and licentious words were far beyond his imagination.

Emperor Xin was no longer allowed to step into the Nuwa Temple, but the ministers who were able to enter and see these words looked as pale as death.

They didn't dare to publicize it and had to cover it up, hoping that what happened here would not be known to outsiders.

But how could they know how many eyes were focused on this place at this moment? How could they hide it?

Emperor Xin's face was gloomy and there was a flash of madness in his eyes.

Even if he was blasted out of the Nuwa Temple, he was not afraid at all.

The ignorant are fearless and do not know the power of the sage.

Seeing that there were loud thunder but little rain, as if it was the wrath of heaven, he could only bluff, and was unable to do anything to him, which made Emperor Xin proud of it instead.

This is what is called sacred!

If Bigan and others had not tried to stop him, he would have really demolished the Nuwa Temple.

It's better to keep it and let the world see his masterpiece.

When the ministers came to report the changes in the words on the wall, Emperor Xin laughed at them. In the end, they were still playing tricks and warning and threatening him? What was he afraid of?

He wanted to see what he could do to him!