The Nuwa Temple stands above the continuous clouds, the white cranes neigh among the fairy clouds, and the faint golden halo emanates from the temple, which looks more sacred and solemn. The Nuwa Temple is a sacred and solemn place, and people living here The greatest ancient god Nuwa who made people out of earth, mended the sky with stones, and protected the common people in the world with her own body.

Fusheng knelt at the feet of Empress Nuwa, his black and white eyes were full of respect. When he saw Empress Nuwa, his face was solemn and cold like never before, but he lowered his previous arrogance.

Sitting on the lotus pedestal, Nuwa Empress is wearing a very simple white dress, she is elegant and elegant, without any decoration at all, but she is still incomparably dignified, with a compassionate expression, all the creatures in the three worlds are in her heart, and she loves them Guarded by her, those are her children, that is her love.

The three thousand ink hairs are entwined by that simple ebony hairpin, which hangs easily but neatly and without mess. It hangs straight on the shoulders like a waterfall. It is black and beautiful, and it looks brighter against the white clothes.

"Disciple Fusheng pays homage to Master." Fusheng's cold, deep and magnetic voice sounded slowly, without a single wave of ups and downs, like the ice under the icy hell for thousands of years, icy cold to the bone.

Empress Nuwa nodded slightly, looking at him with compassionate eyes,

"You came at a good time. I happen to be very leisurely recently, or in other words, I am very leisurely every day."

The jade pestle for pounding the medicine in his hand was beating lightly in the jade mortar, unhurriedly and very calmly.

"The older I get, the more I want to talk to people." He looked at Fu Sheng with a smile, but his eyes were cold.

Fu Sheng said, "Master was joking, Master's lifespan is as long as the heavens, and age is not a concern. If you want to talk to someone, just ask someone to summon Fu Sheng."

Empress Nuwa smiled slightly, "First there was Pangu and then there was heaven, and the Supreme Being was before Pangu. Is it just a matter of longevity and heaven? Your distracting thoughts are blocking your eyes now."

Fu Sheng shivered, knelt down, buried his head low, "Fu Sheng didn't dare, he didn't have distracting thoughts in his mind, it was just a momentary negligence."

A black gown was spread out on the ground, and the jade floor was cold, clean and clear.

Empress Nuwa lowered her head and fiddled with the pestle and mortar in her hand, her eyes were calm, and her calm and breezy appearance resembled the clouds in the sky, "You grew up under my knees since you were young, and you are my only beloved disciple. High hopes for you."

Raising his eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, his soft and compassionate eyes swept towards him, "I know, you have always been able to control yourself, and I seldom take care of your affairs. Your ten thousand years of cultivation is really not easy among these gods, and Don't give up easily."

Fu Sheng felt strange in his heart, he knew that after all, he couldn't hide the truth from Empress Nuwa or his master, perhaps, he never thought of hiding it from her, bowed his head like a child who did something wrong,

"Fusheng knows his mistakes, please punish me, master."

Empress Nuwa put down the jade pestle in her hand, and raised her hand to gently caress his black hair. The jade hand was soft and warm, shuttled through his hair, combing his somewhat messy hair, very much like a mother's hand. To Fusheng, she is Existence like a mother.

"Child, there is nothing wrong with having love in your heart. The key lies in whether you are little love or big love." Empress Nuwa sighed meaningfully, and spoke slowly, the complexity in her eyes puzzled Fu Sheng,

"Little love? Big love?"

Nuwa looked at him with a smile, "Yes, little love, pretending to be one person, affection for one person, love for one person, love for only one person is small love, narrow and short-sighted. Big love is the love of thousands, The love of love for all creatures and creatures in the world is responsibility and responsibility. I know that you have always had responsibilities and responsibilities, and you don’t lack big love, but you can’t have too much small love. Small love is to pick up, big love is to Let go, you have to learn to let go, when you really know how to let go, it is when you gain the Tao.”

"Hasn't Fusheng attained the Tao?" He murmured those few words, he has cultivated for thousands of years, and among the gods, his seniority is considered to be the deepest, and he is an ancient god. Could it be that he has not attained the Tao?

Nu Wa smiled slowly, looking with satisfaction at the hair he had just smoothed out,

"Just ask how many people in this world dare to lightly say that they have attained the Dao, and when they attain the Dao, their realm conforms to nature, and they are one with the sky. Pass."

Standing up slowly, the long hem of the skirt dragged on the ground, making a rustling sound. Empress Nuwa walked barefoot on the jade floor, her jade feet were silent, she took a few steps slowly, Fu Sheng also got up and followed closely behind.

"I taught you a lot, but I didn't teach you anything, do you know? I taught you what you pick up and memorize, and when you put it down, what you melt into yourself is no longer what I taught."

Turning around and looking at Fu Sheng who was still a little puzzled, he smiled slowly and gently, like the warm spring breeze, "Maybe you don't quite understand it yet, it doesn't matter, I will give you time. The world has been in turmoil recently, faintly The unease is becoming more and more obvious, and you must not take it lightly."

Fu Sheng bowed and bowed, "Fu Sheng remembers that he will step up his inspection of all monsters and pay attention to the movements of the Three Realms, Master, don't worry."

In the Qingxin Spring in front of you, a pool of lotus blooms just in time, and occasionally a few flowers are still budding. The coolness of the Qingxin Spring comes to your face. It is clear and cold, and the lotus is quiet and refreshing.

Empress Nuwa and Fusheng stood by the spring for a long time, not knowing whether she was looking at the beautiful lotus pool, the white cranes flying leisurely from a distance, or the red clouds in the sky.

The breeze blew by, lifting up the elegant and elegant dress of Nuwa Empress, three thousand threads of troubles flew with the wind, and with the faint golden light, the jade platform under the bare feet was clear and handsome, the demeanor of the God of Creation, this Who in heaven and earth can compare with it?

Floating tall and tall, she silently waited behind Nuwa Empress, her eyes fixed on the lotus flower, but the figure of the little fox appeared in the spring of Qingxin Spring, her voice and smile floated in front of her eyes and resounded in her ears I can't let her go, is this the little love that Master said?

The corners of the mouth raised unconsciously, evoking a smile, and even adding luster to that cold and indifferent face.

Seeing his appearance, Empress Nuwa slowly shook her head and sighed softly, because of the catastrophe of love, even if you are a cold-hearted stone god, you can't break free, and I can't help you...

Looking at the sentient beings in the world from a distance, the brows and eyes became more and more sad, and the wide sleeves fluttered in the sky, bearing the crimson red, faintly looking tight.

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