Prehistoric: I Am A Blacksmith!

Chapter 238 (In Wa Palace, Nu Wa Saint)

The palace exudes a strong atmosphere, and a vast cloud of auspicious cloud covers the chaotic void.

A horrible aura belonging to a saint suppressed the entire chaotic void, enough to destroy the quasi-saint monks, and could not make the palace shake a bit.

The door plaque on the front entrance of the palace is condensed from the innate Dao pattern into the three big characters “Wa Palace”, which contains infinite ways of good fortune, allowing people to understand the mystery of heaven and earth at a glance.

“Wow!”

A bright golden light broke through the chaotic void and steadily landed in front of the Wa Palace, manifesting Lu Heng’s stalwart body.

Although the Chaos Void has no direction, Lu Heng has a high level of cultivation and can accurately find the location of the Wa Palace in the endless chaos.

The Wa Palace is the dojo of Nu Wa, and Lu Heng came to help in some other way.

But he hasn’t started calling the door, the gate of Wa Palace has been opened.

“Crunch!

The gate of the palace where dragons and phoenixes were carved and painted slowly opened, and a woman wearing a colorful green gauze skirt and a phoenix crown appeared slowly.

Qingluan “I have seen the gods, and the empress has ordered me to welcome you into the hall.”

Nu Wa is a saint cultivation base anyway, before Lu Heng arrived at the Wa Palace, he already knew he was coming.

Lu Heng did not hesitate, and followed Qingluan into the hall.

The jade mirrors in the main hall form a ladder, the golden pillars support the dome, and the bright night pearls are inlaid around the walls, exuding a more dazzling luster than the sun.

In the first place of the hall, Nu Wa wearing a black and blue skirt, her eyes closed with a peaceful face, a holy and elegant atmosphere enveloped the entire hall.

Lu Heng stepped into the main hall and arched his hands slightly towards Nuwa.

“Lu Heng met Uncle Master.

Although his combat power is comparable to that of a sage, he is a junior after all, and he still needs to have the etiquette he should have.

Nu Wa slowly opened her eyes that contained stars, and two fairy lights of good fortune came out from them.

Her eyes fell on Lu Heng, showing a peaceful look.

Nuwa will never forget that Lu Heng once rescued Fuxi from Huoyun Cave, and became the elder of the holy temple, blessed by the luck of the capable people.

The fact that Fuxi was trapped in the Huoyun Cave has always been a part of Nu Wa’s heart disease, but it was unexpectedly resolved by Lu Heng.

Now that Lu Heng comes to the Wa Palace, whether it is for help or other things, Nu Wa will be very kind to him.

“Senior Nephew Lu Heng must have important things to come to the Wa Palace.

Nu Wa did not discuss with Lu Heng in a long way, but directly pointed out the crux of the problem.

Lu Heng doesn’t like to make rounds and corners when he does things, so he will express his intention directly.

“The three worlds jointly conferring gods led to the war of the gods. Shi Nephew hoped that Shi Shu could help him when he fought against the three religions of humanity, interpretation, and the West.

As soon as Lu Heng said this, Nu Wa’s expression changed slightly, and her eyes exuded a thoughtful look.

She doesn’t like fighting, she seeks stability and stability in everything, and she also conforms to the general trend of heaven and does not act against the heavens.

Although the Three Realms Conferred God Emperor’s Tribulation is aimed at the prehistoric and wild tribes, Nuwa is a saint and does not establish a religious sect, so she does not need to be personally judged.

Originally, she could stay out of the matter, even if the three Pure Ones and the Western two holy fights are hot, they don’t need to pay attention.

But after all, Lu Heng was kind to Fuxi, rescued him from Huoyun Cave, and got rid of his heart disease.

Although Lu Heng rescued Fuxi with a simple effort, for Nuwa, it was a great favor.

In the past, when Lu Heng rescued Fuxi, Nuwa thought of paying back the favor.

Now that the interception of education is facing the suppression of the three religions of man, interpretation, and the West, this favor has just been paid off.

“Never mind, in the past you saved the brother of the palace from the sea of ​​suffering, and now I am helping to teach, and it can be regarded as understanding the cause and effect here.”

“Although I am willing to make a move, I don’t care about the outcome of this battle.”

Nuwa only agreed to help each other teach, but as to whether she can stop the cooperation of people, interpretation, and Western religions, she doesn’t care.

“The teacher and nephew are very grateful for being able to help each other in teaching. As for the outcome of this battle, we just need to wait and see.

Lu Heng did not ask Nuwa to help Jiejiao to win this battle, she only needed to stop a saint, which was already the greatest help.

After all, Nuwa is not an interceptor, and it is a great favor to be able to help out.

As long as Nuwa blocks a saint, he blocks another, even if there are other changes, they can make adjustments in the shortest time.

You must know that whether it is Three Pure Ones or quasi mentioning or receiving, they have used the method of slicing the three corpses to prove, maybe they have any magical secrets that can change the situation of the battle.

Lu Heng naturally didn’t dare to be careless, so he wanted to ask Nuwa to help.

But from Nuwa’s tone, Lu Heng even heard a deep meaning.

She only said that she could help each other to teach, but she might not win. Could it be that Yuanshi Tianzun, Taiqing and Zhunti, and lead, really have magical skills to reverse the battle.

The deep meaning revealed in Nuwa’s words made Lu Heng vigilant, but anyway, thank her for her willingness to help.

“Thank you, Master, for helping me. If after the War of Conferring the Gods, the Great Shang Dynasty will still be able to stand on the peak of the human race, and there should be an icon of you in the Holy Hall.”

As soon as Lu Heng said this, Nu Wa’s face was ecstatic, her eyes glowing brightly.

You must know that the holy dignity is the most sacred place of the human race, and it is the place to inherit the luck of the human race.

Once the icon of Nuwa enters it, it is equivalent to being recognized by the human race again as the Virgin Mary, and can be blessed by the human luck.

Although Nuwa is a saint, as the human race becomes more and more prosperous, she occupies more and less human luck. On the contrary, as the lord of the holy hall, Lu Heng is constantly consolidating luck.

She even guessed that after the enlightenment of the gods, the saint might not be able to be blessed by the human luck, and only Lu Heng can occupy the human luck.

But what I didn’t expect was that Lu Heng was willing to let her icon enter the holy hall. This was undoubtedly an opportunity for Nu Wa.

Of course, Nuwa knew that the prerequisite of this opportunity (is it Zhao) was that Jijiao could defeat the three religions of man, wen and the West, so that the Shang Dynasty could still stand at the pinnacle of the human race.

Lu Heng’s willingness to let the image of Nuwa into the holy hall was deliberate.

Nuwa is the Virgin who created the human race anyway, and there are inseparable cause and effect in it, and even many human monks still worship her icon.

Besides, the human race has been far better than the previous life, they are no longer pawns in the eyes of the saints, and can dominate their own destiny.

Even if the icon of Nüwa enters the holy hall and is enshrined by the world, the rise and fall of the human race is still under the control of Lu Heng.

“Senior nephew, although you can rest assured, this palace will definitely help you, but you still need to think about it, otherwise it will be difficult to say the outcome of this battle.”

When Nuwa said this, Lu Heng’s vigilance in his heart became more serious.

There is no doubt that among the four of Yuanshi Tianzun, Taiqing, Zhunti, and Receiving, there must be a powerful magical secret technique that can turn the tide of battle.