To live in the floods [ floods ]

In Wa Palace, Nu Wa and Shang Qian sat facing each other, with a cup of fragrant tea in front of them.

Shang Qian organized the news revealed by Hongjun, told Nuwa, and emphasized that the Human Emperor was blessed by the merits of the human race and had a high status.

"I'm also aware of the skyrocketing luck of the human race." Nuwa was a little worried, "But I'm always afraid that the human race will follow in the footsteps of the lich. The lich had such strong luck before the calamity."

Her elder brother has already been involved in Liang Jie once, and Nuwa really doesn't want Fuxi to be involved in it for a second time.

There is also the human race, a race she created with her own hands. Nuwa would rather her human race remain weak than become strong, and then be perished by heaven's schemes like a lich in the middle.

Shang Qian took a sip of tea with a smile: "I'm somewhat sure that the probability of what the empress is worried about will happen is extremely small."

"Oh?" Nuwa cheered up, "Shangqian, hurry up and talk about it, I don't know how many years I have been worried about this matter."

"Do you think that if the human race is allowed to cultivate, how many Da Luo Jinxians can be cultivated among the human race?" Shang Qian first asked Nuwa.

Nuwa thought about it carefully, and showed a helpless expression: "I dare not say how much, but if the human race wants to cultivate to the Da Luo Jinxian, it must be more difficult, and there are strong and weak among the Da Luo Jin Xian, and the human race is probably the weakest." The batch of Daluo."

The races created by themselves are numerous.Although the human race is extremely creative and full of unpredictable futures, Nuwa also knows that this acquired race is not as sacred as these innate creatures in the wilderness, and when she created the human race, her cultivation was not high...

In the prehistoric world, the root angle is actually a very important thing. Otherwise, why the sage of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun is famously valued the root and foot, because some magical powers and talents are born.

The three-legged Golden Crow was born to be able to control the sun, Nuwa was born to be good at making good things, and Shangqian, whose main body is falling treasure money, has an extraordinary perception of treasures.To a certain extent, this kind of talent and magical power is more important than pure cultivation.

Shang Qian shrugged: "So even if the human race is powerful, it will not pose any danger to that person. The dragon, phoenix, and lich died by force because these four races are inherently too powerful and have the power to dominate the wild."

Nine times out of ten, the way of heaven thinks so.However, Shang Qian felt that Tiandao had shot himself in the foot with a stone, and the human race was not as easy to manipulate as Tiandao thought... Otherwise, where did the term "man will conquer heaven" come from.

Nu Wa was already wise, but she was anxious and confused when it involved her elder brother and her children. With such a small transfer of business money, she quickly understood the key points.

Indeed, it is precisely because of the limitations of the innate power of the human race itself that no matter how powerful a human being is, it is difficult to pose a threat to other innate gods in the prehistoric world, let alone threaten the authority of heaven.Therefore, the luck of the human race will last forever.

"The human race survives with weakness. It's good like this, it's good like this." Nuwa's eyebrows stretched out, and her heart that had been hanging in midair fell to the ground with a bang.

She would rather the human race be ordinary than the powerful human race die young.Nuwa doesn't care whether the human race can fight for hegemony, she only cares whether the human race can be safe.

After returning to her sanity, Nuwa became the resolute goddess of the wilderness again, and she immediately summoned Fuxi's sleeping soul.

When Fuxi's soul was summoned, he was still a little confused, with a subconscious smile on his face: "Sister..."

The next moment there was a pain in the back of the head, followed by blackness in front of the eyes, and I didn't know anything.

Nu Wa stuffed a gold brick back into her sleeve without changing her expression, and smiled softly and helplessly, as if she wasn't the one who rolled up her sleeves and knocked her brother unconscious just now with a brick.

Shang Qian was dumbfounded, and when the gold brick touched the back of Fuxi's head, his heart trembled.

Tsk, your ancestor is still your ancestor, it really is not an operation that a poor little coin like her can imagine.

"This guy Fuxi loves to talk to me because of his age. If I hadn't knocked him out, he would not have been arranged so easily by me." Moved over, the spirit shrunk down to the size of a fist and was held in the palm of Nuwa.

Shang Qian looked a little jealous, and a bold idea came up in his heart out of time.

In fact, she also has such a relative who doesn't listen to persuasion. If she can directly make him faint for tens of thousands of years and hide Fengshen... Hey, thinking about it like this is actually a little bit heartbreaking.

But in a blink of an eye, thinking of the gap in cultivation between himself and Tongtian, Shang Qian froze again.

Harm, she is a little coin who respects her teacher, how can she have such a rebellious idea?

After Nuwa is ready, she will take Fuxi to the underworld to reincarnate and arrange for him to be born as a human in the next life.

"The matter of the three emperors and five emperors of the human race, I already know that this matter is very important, so leave it to me." Nuwa knew what Shang Qian came to find her, and as a mother of the human race, it was indeed more appropriate for her to come forward in this matter.

Shang Qian stuck out his tongue, made a ghostly emoji at Nu Wa, and left Wa Palace in a flash.

The purpose of her coming this time is to entrust the matter of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors to someone who can bear such a major cause and effect. Now that the matter is over, she is going back to Honghuang.

The most important thing is that Shang Qian was not stingy with mana, and used escapism all the way to the Biyou Palace in Kunlun Mountain.

What a poor message!Suiren, the first human emperor of the human race, passed away in ten years, so Empress Nuwa would have to wait at least ten years in the underworld if she wanted Fuxi to be reincarnated.

She needs to discuss it with Tongtian quickly, so that such a big advantage should not be taken for nothing, and the fat and water should not flow into the fields of outsiders. It is a good thing that the Three Emperors and Five Emperors are lucky, and they must be deployed as soon as possible.

Especially Shennong!When Shang Qian thought of the word Shennong, his heart surged. The old man Shennong was the first ancestor who engraved the natural talent of farming into the soul of the human race!

Shang Qian rushed to Biyou Palace in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to report, so he went straight into the small courtyard on the back mountain of Biyou Palace.

The majestic Biyou Palace in the front is the place for receiving guests and preaching, and only this small courtyard at the back is the place where Tongtian stays in his daily practice.

Seeing that his master, who is usually not dignified, is holding the wine jug while drinking and giggling, Shang Qian couldn't help but see a black line on his forehead.

She shouldn't have handed over the brewing method of fresh wine to Tongtian, she should have thought of it long ago.There are two types of sword cultivators in the world, one is cold and lofty with only the sword in their eyes, obviously Tongtian is not like this.

Tongtian is the latter type, a urchin-like wine sword fairy, who pretends to be a mysterious and unpredictable expert when there are strangers around, but if there are only familiar people, he will directly indulge his nature.

Seeing Shang Qian coming in, Tongtian reacted quickly, the wine jar in his hand disappeared, his eyes were clear, the smell of alcohol was taken away by a breeze, and he coughed twice: "Apprentice, I am actually interested in coming to visit your poor master today , Speak, there is something to discuss."

Shang Qian automatically ignored the first half of the sentence, and directly explained the matter of "Three Emperors and Five Emperors" clearly.

Tongtian Mosuo held the hilt of Qingping's sword by his side, pondered for a while, then stood up abruptly.

"Let's go, go find my elder brother." Tong Tian thought for a long time, but he didn't have any thoughts in his mind, and then chose the most proficient method he had used since he was born.

——Looking for my brother.

After deliberation with you for a long time, this is still the way.While following Tongtian, Shangqian complained inwardly. Thanks to seeing Tongtian's low-browed and thoughtful appearance just now, she still had a little hope in her heart, thinking that maybe Master really had some good ideas this time.

Shang Qian was walking fast, while pleading: "Master, I beg you, but we must fight to keep Shennong's right to assist."

Tong Tian paused and raised his eyebrows: "Shen Nong? Have you finally given up on that three-legged bird in Buzhou Mountain?"

"I really have nothing to do with Dijun." Shang Qian explained with a headache, "The main reason is that this Shennong is one of the three emperors of the human race, and the merit of luck is more profound than that of the five emperors. We must fight for it."

Shang Qian seriously analyzed the pros and cons for Tongtian: "Suiren is the first emperor of the human race, and no one else can get in his way. Fuxi is also the elder brother of Empress Nuwa. Empress Nuwa must teach herself. The only one left is Shennong. It is our advantage to be one step ahead of other parties, and if we can take advantage of the information gap to win Shennong, we will definitely reap a lot of merit."

This was carefully analyzed by Shangqian. The word poor information is a pun, which has two meanings.On the surface, only Hongjun Nuwa and her three knew about the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. In fact, only she really knew—only Shang Qian knew who the Three Emperors and Five Emperors were.

That is to say, Tongtian didn't pay attention to these, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with "Shen Nong, one of the three emperors" blurted out by Shang Qian.

If it were someone else, they would be very shocked.Three emperors and five emperors, now only the personality has not been implemented in people, where can the news of Shangqian confirm that Shennong is one of the three emperors?

Tong Tian stroked his chin with great interest: "Speaking of which, this is the first time in so many years that you have asked for a teacher~"

Tong Tian showed a satisfied expression, and even breathed a sigh of relief.

It can be regarded as a sense of accomplishment as a master.He, the only direct disciple, is too troublesome. While Tong Tian feels proud, he will always be a little bit disappointed.

Tong Tian patted Shang Qian on the shoulder, and said in a dreamy and satisfied tone, "Don't worry, he is the only one left of the Three Emperors. When he is born as a teacher, he will pack it for you and send it to Qilin Cliff!"

Why are these words so ambiguous... Shang Qian's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to say something, but found that he had already arrived at Bajing Mountain, so he could only swallow the words that came to his lips.

Is there a person kneeling at the foot of the mountain?Shang Qian took a hasty glance, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure at the foot of the mountain with a straight back, kneeling for an unknown amount of time, with moss growing on his body.

This should be Xuandu, the only disciple of Lao Tzu in the future.

But it has nothing to do with her, this idea just turned around in Shang Qian's mind, and then it was occupied by the more important matter of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors that was imminent.

She naturally didn't see the excited expression on Xuandu's face after seeing her and Tongtian.

There is a kind of quiet and peaceful atmosphere that belongs to Lao Tzu everywhere on Bajing Mountain, especially the more you go to Lao Tzu's small courtyard halfway up the mountain, this feeling becomes more obvious.

All creatures move quietly in this atmosphere, and even the chirping of birds is particularly harmonious.

But all of this has nothing to do with Tongtian, Tongtian walked out of the small courtyard swaggeringly, the courtyard door was closed tightly, Tongtian kicked it open directly.

"Brother, I'm in a hurry, are you there?" Tong Tian asked if he was there, while kicking the master's door open.

Qing Niu, who was lying quietly under the tree, was startled by the sudden kick on the door, and couldn't help shivering.

Lao Tzu who was sitting on the futon opened his eyes helplessly, and swept the dust with his hand: "What's the matter?"

Tong Tian curiously tugged at the horns of the green bull, his eyes fluttered around: "Brother, your mount looks good, does it have any brothers? I'll tie one up as a mount too."

"Alas..." I sighed and straightened up.

Tong Tian suddenly pointed at Lao Tzu and laughed loudly: "Brother, where did you get your black and white clothes and your white hair dust, it's too ugly!"

Lao Tzu: "..."

Shang Qian took a step back quietly, lowering his head to reduce his sense of existence.