Please allow me to salt fish [Hong Huang]

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, long time no see, how are you doing?" Kunpeng smiled and cupped his hands to Fuxi who came out.

"How come Junior Brother Kunpeng is free?" Fu Xi warmly greeted him to the hall.

Kunpeng smiled and said nothing, is he going to say that he came to smuggle the Great Desolation Zhou Tianfu for the Wu Clan?

Although the two clans of liches temporarily ceased fighting under Daozu's intervention, Daozu just said that there can be no big battles like that, and small frictions cannot be stopped.

Not to mention Erlang, who was unwilling to die on the battlefield, the Wu Clan and the Yao Clan had the upper hand before, so they couldn't just give up their territory with a single sentence!

Therefore, in the prehistoric land, where the liches meet, the two clans still inevitably start a local war.

Because his younger sister was still here, Fuxi simply applied to be a permanent resident in the Great Desolate Continent to take charge of all matters concerning the demon clan in the mainland.

After Kunpeng arranged the Zhoutian Talisman sales point specially corresponding to the witch clan, his heart moved and he turned to take a look.

So of course he couldn't tell the truth.

"I'm going to come down for something, and I'll stop by to see Fellow Daoist. Is there anything I need to help with?"

I have heard it under the seat of Hongjun, and it stands to reason that it is not wrong to call each other a teacher and brother.

But it may be that the appearance of the transformation is too young. Every time Kunpeng yells this, he will be called a junior. In order not to be taken advantage of, he simply calls him a fellow daoist.

Fu Xi's mind was clear, and he stopped calling his junior brother, but said: "With the Primordial Zhou Tian Talisman, it is convenient to contact you if you have important matters. It's a waste of time to trouble fellow Taoists."

This was originally an excuse, so Kunpeng naturally wouldn't find it troublesome.

In other words, because of his unconscious low-key and the fact that Di Jun was the main force in the promotion of Honghuang Zhou Tianfu, in most people's understanding, this thing was created by Di Juntai and his brothers.

After the upgrade, especially the recent launch of the membership system, Emperor Jun Taiyi has endured a lot of abuse behind his back, and Kunpeng will naturally not stand out.

Of course, in order to prevent the post scolding Dijun from being seen by himself, Kunpeng has always been very careful, and asked Dingguang to monitor him at any time, so he must firmly put this black pot on Dijun's head.

Today, Sanqing is probably the only one who knows that he is behind the scenes, but Sanqing will not talk too much to others, so Kunpeng still maintains his good image of innocence.

Just thinking of this, Fuxi suddenly said: "Actually, I happen to have something else to bother fellow Taoist, but this matter has nothing to do with my duties. I wonder if you are willing to help?"

There was a hint of embarrassment on Fuxi's face, it must be difficult to speak about this matter.

Kunpeng knew what the other party was like, and since it was not a business matter, it might be a private matter, so it was normal to feel embarrassed.

He calmly said: "Fellow Taoist, come and listen. If there is a need, Kunpeng will never refuse."

Fuxi struggled for a while, and stammered:

"Fellow Daoist and Your Majesty have known each other for a long time. I wonder if you can tell them about the opening of members of the Great Desolate Weekly Talisman recently. There are many complaints from the monster race below; but there was an example of leaking information before, and everyone is worried. In case of an emergency, the message cannot be sent, so I have to open a membership.”

Having said this, Fuxi's voice weakened and murmured

Said: "Your Majesty, as the leader of the monster clan, really don't need to care about this gain or loss..."

After Fuxi finished speaking, Kunpeng tried his best to hold back his strange expression, so that his face was a little distorted.

But Fuxi misunderstood a little, and hurriedly said: "If fellow Taoist is in trouble, just pretend that Fuxi didn't say that today."

"Cough, cough cough!" Kunpeng cleared his throat, trying to make himself serious and said: "Friend Fuxi doesn't know that there are not enough stocks in the Heavenly Court before the successive battles. In addition, the operation, maintenance and use of the Great Desolate Zhou Tian Talisman are free, Your Majesty It’s not too much for everyone to pay out of their own pockets in order to provide better services now!”

"After all, I was used to free fees before, but now it's just a normal usage fee. Has anyone complained?"

Kunpeng raised his eyebrows, stared, beat his chest and stomped his feet, as if he was heartbroken for Di Jun.

Hearing this, Fu Xi showed shame, and quickly explained: "It's because I didn't think carefully. I'll tell you what His Majesty has paid, and I think everyone will understand and accept it."

Feeling relieved, Kunpeng decided to quickly end this topic.And told himself again that he must cover up his identity, and never let anyone know that it is actually him who manipulates the Zhou Tianfu behind the scenes.

"How is Fellow Daoist Nuwa doing? I wonder if I can go and see."

Kunpeng mentioned something that he had been concerned about before, so he changed the topic by the way.

Now that he is a colleague, and Kunpeng came alone, Fuxi didn't mind, and took him to the direction where Nuwa was staying.

Nuwa still stayed at the original Hululing, and Fuxi's palace was also nearby, and the two arrived in a short time.

When Kunpeng arrived, he saw Nuwa sitting cross-legged on the ground with countless clay dolls around her.

These dolls have different shapes, some are like Nuwa Fuxi, with long snake tails on the lower body; some are like unformed monsters, with animal ears on their heads or tails behind them; It is exactly the appearance of the Dao body, just like the original form of Pan Gu's father god.

And no matter what kind of clay puppets, they are very delicate and lifelike.

Kunpeng's eyes lit up, his hands were itchy, and he wanted to take some of them away and store them up.

"Brother, fellow Daoist Kunpeng, why are you here?" Nuwa was immersed in making dolls before, and didn't realize it until they approached. She put down the half-made clay dolls in her hands and smiled.

"I haven't seen Senior Sister Nuwa for a long time, come and have a look." Kunpeng said sweetly with a cute smile.

Although she knew that the other party was not really smaller than herself just because the transformation body looked small, Nuwa was hit by his pretending to be obedient and said with a cordial smile: "The last time I came to the senior sister, I didn't go out to entertain you. Junior brother forgive me."

Kunpeng quickly shook his head and said, "No blame, no blame!"

After speaking, he pointed to the clay puppets and said, "The dolls made by senior sister are so exquisite, why are you still dissatisfied? Can you tell me, maybe Kunpeng can help senior sister find a way."

"This..." Nuwa hesitated, looking at Fuxi.

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng is a demon master of the demon tribe, resourceful and resourceful. If you have any questions, little sister, you can try to talk about it."

Fuxi could see that Kunpeng had no malicious intentions, and Di Jun also said that although Kunpeng was not very meddling in his own business, his actions would have results

Well, Nuwa is stuck in her train of thought now, so it's better to listen to other people's opinions.

Since the elder brother said so, Nuwa pondered for a moment and said: "Because of the chance, I have been sitting here for many years, and I am often lonely, so I made some clay puppets to accompany me."

Having said that, she smiled slightly, as if embarrassed.

"Later, I felt that my chance was in these clay puppets. I gradually made more and more exquisite ones, but I still couldn't find the right way. I don't know what went wrong?"

There was distress in Nuwa's voice. This feeling of knowing that there is a way but not being able to find it is really aggrieved and uncomfortable, which made her a little aggrieved in the end.

Thinking that she is also a great power in the wild, she would nest here every day making mud, and it would be a joke to spread the word.

Kunpeng swept over the puppets one by one, spared Rao's head, and suddenly hammered his hand and said, "I know!"

"What?" Fuxi and Nuwa looked at him expectantly.

"Because there is a lack of vitality." Kunpeng pointed to the clay puppets and said, "When I first came here, I thought these clay puppets were alive. The way of good fortune."

Seeing that Nuwa nodded, Kunpeng continued: "But if you look closely, you will find that these are still dead objects, lacking real vitality."

"Senior sister only used ordinary clay when kneading. I have never tried to use high-quality spiritual soil. Coupled with my senior sister's good fortune, I may not be able to create real creatures."

Before the words fell, Nuwa's face was full of joy, and she almost couldn't wait to try it.

At this time, a yellow light flashed across, and a large group of black lacquered soil suddenly appeared.

"Nine Heavens Breathing Soil!" The three were surprised at the same time.

Nu Wa was so excited that she couldn't help herself, knowing that she was going in the right direction, she hurriedly thanked the top, "Thank you, teacher."

Then he walked to the pile of dirt, reached out and picked up a lump, and then paused, as if hesitating.

Fuxi was about to ask a question, but Nuwa decided: "The clan I created will be a brand new one. Now all the clans in the prehistoric and desolate regions will transform into Taoism, but none of the clans use Taoism as their body. , I simply use this as the main body of my family, saving the effort of transforming into a Dao body."

After speaking, the whole person enters a state of emptiness and mystery. With quick movements of the hands, the turbid air of the world is stirred and immersed in the soil, and a lifelike doll is produced.

Nuwa vomited anger at the puppet, and the puppet swelled in the wind, and quickly swelled to its normal size, then came back to life, standing there blankly.

Next, Nu Wa's speed became faster and faster, and the doll took shape rapidly, and before she knew it, there were hundreds of people standing around.

But still not enough.

At this time, Nuwa glanced at the empty stone wall, suddenly remembered, took out the gourd vines that she had collected at the beginning, and threw it away after it was stained with the Nine Heavens' Breathing Soil.

The flecks of mud fell to the ground and instantly turned into standing human figures.

It wasn't until the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil left in front of her that Nuwa recovered from this madness, glanced around and said:

"Today, I will use the innate Taoism as a reference, and take the Nine Heavens as the main body, and give you life with the way of good fortune. Today is the first time you have appeared in the prehistoric, and you will use the human race

Name it! "

When the last word was pronounced, Honghuang trembled, and endless merits and virtues poured into Nuwa, making her whole body surrounded by a golden light.

Ninety percent of the merits and virtues belonged to Nuwa, and another ten percent was integrated into the gourd vine in her hand.

Kunpeng and Fuxi on the side only felt that Nuwa's aura rose sharply.

As the last golden light sank in, purple light flashed, and the familiar coercion descended on the prehistoric world.

Kunpeng bent his knees and sat down, not caring about Fuxi's apologetic expression.

The next step is to reproduce the scene of Hongjun preaching that day.

The entire prehistoric sky is full of flowers, golden lotuses are gushing from the ground, purple air is rising eastward, and auspicious air is a thousand streams.

This strange phase lasted a little longer than Hongjun's last time, but Kunpeng felt less coercive than last time. I don't know if this means that Nuwa is weaker than Hongjun.

It wasn't until the abnormality disappeared, and the whole prehistoric world knew that someone had become a saint again, that Kunpeng got up and congratulated, "I wish you all the best for becoming a saint."

Nuwa raised her hand and said with a smile, "You don't need to be polite, junior brother. If you hadn't awakened me, I don't know when I would be able to take this step."

It seems that Nu Wa is not the kind of person who crosses rivers and demolishes bridges.

Thinking about what he wanted before, Kunpeng showed a sly smile in his heart.

The surrounding human races have been recognized by the Dao of Heaven at this time, and they automatically understood some things. They all knelt down and said: "Thank you for your kindness, your mother is the mother of the human race, and the human race will never forget it."

Nuwa waved her sleeves, and all the races stood up automatically.

Now that the good fortune has been completed, she doesn't need to stay in this place anymore, and she can't help saying: "I haven't sat in the elder brother's hall yet!"

The three looked at each other, and Qiqi flew towards Fuxi's palace.

The remaining human race suffered from not being able to fly, so they could only watch them leave in a daze.

……

In the palace, three people sat down.

Kunpeng looked up at Nuwa, frowned slightly and said, "I don't know what arrangement Senior Sister has for that human race?"

Nuwa was stumped by this question.

She hadn't thought about this matter from the beginning, and she really couldn't come up with a solution for a while.Moreover, that is the foundation of his own enlightenment, and now the prehistoric and dangerous environment, with the strength of those human races, if they die, I don't know if it will affect their holy throne.

"It's not as good as this." Kunpeng saw that Nuwa had no idea, and took the initiative to say: "Young lady is also a monster saint, and this newborn human race might as well be protected by the monster clan. Although the main force of the monster clan is now in the heaven, but in the prehistoric It is still possible to make a family plot of land.”

This idea really solved Nuwa's urgent need, she couldn't run to take care of the group of human races all the time, and it happened that her elder brother Fuxi was in charge of the prehistoric demon race, so it was convenient for him to take care of them by the way.

Under the gaze of Nuwa looking over, Fuxi nodded.

This is not a big deal, and in order to make friends with Nu Wa, Di Jun must not disagree.

After solving the matter on the human side, Kunpeng let go of half of his heart.

Although the current race is weak like a chicken cub, he has an inexplicable liking for him, fearing that if left unattended, he will be picked up and eaten by other greedy people.

Taking advantage of Nuwa's just proving the Tao and being in the right mood, Kunpeng showed a shy smile and talked about another matter.

"Kunpeng has one more thing to bother senior sister. It's okay if senior sister doesn't want to. Kunpeng will definitely not care."

"Before, I was bothering my junior brother. Now, if there is any senior sister who can help, tell me quickly." Nuwa said hastily.

"It's like this," Kunpeng pinched himself, trying not to laugh, "I saw that the clay puppets made by my senior sister are very delicate, I wonder if I can customize one..."

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