[Honghuang] May the light of your Virgin cover the earth

The young man remembered that from the moment he was born, she had been with him all the time.

More than 200 years have passed, and the softest memories of childhood have already settled deep in my heart, becoming a bright red cinnabar, which cannot be replaced or erased by anyone.During those boring years of cultivation, he had thought more than once that if she stayed by his side all the time, letting him hug and rub against each other, completely immersed in her soft and clean breath, it would be a... …

"Kong Xuan." Nuwa said with a frown, "No matter how extravagant you say, it still can't change the fact that she is my good corpse, who shares the same life with me, and is connected with my soul. If you like her, could it be that you also like this deity?" No?"

Nuwa seemed to be really angry, her tone was cold, with a hint of sarcasm.

The young man was stunned for a moment, imagining himself holding Nuwa in his arms, and immediately put this terrible thought behind him.He was sitting in front of Nuwa, and said sincerely: "Sage, please, I didn't mean to blaspheme the saint, but since I was a child..." He slowly narrated some childhood things, trying to Calm Nuwa's anger.

Nuwa listened nonchalantly, her eyes gradually dimmed, her long snake tail drooped down in the mud, circling around unconsciously.This is a gesture she used to do when she was a child, just to sneak up on her elder brother Fuxi to make trouble when he was practicing.But for a long time afterwards, she never had such an opportunity.

"If what you said is true..." Nuwa said lightly, "Not only will you pay me a good corpse, but you will also help my brother Fuxi chop up three corpses to prove the way. If you can't do it, don't covet it any more. to her."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you, Saint Nuwa."

Nu Wa gave a humming sound, and then frowned and looked at Cheng Shuying for a moment, as if she wanted to find out something, and also seemed to want to explore some secrets.Cheng Shuying was still lying quietly on the cloud couch, never waking up, nor did she respond in the slightest.

Nuwa pressed Cheng Shuying's chest and abdomen lightly with her index finger, and her brows frowned even deeper.

Between Cheng Shuying's chest and abdomen, there is a very faint ray of anger.Nuwa herself doesn't practice the way of fire, and Cheng Shuying, as her good corpse, is even less likely to have anything to do with fire.But that ray of fire between her chest and abdomen, if there is nothing, is fierce and violent, it is very similar to the real fire of the Golden Crow's sun, as ferocious as it wants to burn everything in the world.

And just now, she also felt a few round and hard things wrapped in the golden beam of merit, hidden in Cheng Shuying's sea of ​​consciousness, and occasionally made a violent and sharp cry, waiting ignorantly Waking up, but there is a faint sense of joy and cheers.

what is this?

Nuwa thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of a reason.

"Sage Nuwa!"

Suddenly there was a hasty cry from outside, and then a blue luan bird descended from the sky, shaking the soil in the cave to rustle.As soon as the blue phoenix touched the ground, it immediately turned into a human form, and hurriedly said to Nuwa: "Please go to the heaven quickly, the sage. His Majesty the Demon Emperor wants to refine a witch-slaying sword to compete with the shamans. Please go to the sage to sit in the town!" !"

Nuwa was shocked when she heard this.

Everything in the prehistoric world has spirituality, even if it is a name, one must pay attention to a Zichou Yinmao carefully. With such a ferocious and bloody forest name like "Witch Slaying Sword", it is obviously a fierce sword with evil spirit.What does Di Jun want to refine such a fierce sword?To slaughter all the witch clans in the world, or to slaughter all twelve ancestor witches?

Nu Wa hurriedly followed the blue phoenix into the sky, not even caring about Cheng Shuying who was still asleep.

The young man leaned down gently, and whispered in Cheng Shuying's ear, "You are safe for now."

Nuwa flew all the way to the demon clan's heaven, and drove directly into the hall.When the monster clan saw Nuwa Saint, they turned sideways to make way for her to come to the hall unimpeded.The hall was so empty that no one was left, only four three-legged crows stood there quietly, watching a flaming golden long sword.

The blank of the long sword has been forged and shaped, and it only takes a little more time to forge a fierce and fierce sword.

What makes Nuwa's heart tremble even more is that the fierce and ruthless word "Tu Wu" on the sword has a faint blood red color, and it reveals a monstrous fighting spirit, which obviously has swallowed up many wars. The corpses of the dead Yaozu and Wuzu.As a sage of heaven, she lived the same life as heaven and earth, and had few opponents under heaven, but she also felt a kind of fear in those two blood-red characters.

This is a kind of fear that comes from the bottom of my heart. It has nothing to do with cultivation and realm, it just makes people feel chills in the back.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, Xi He, Lu Ya." Nuwa looked at the four three-legged crows one by one, and asked in as gentle a tone as possible, "What are you trying to do?"

A huge three-legged Golden Crow flew in front of Nuwa, its whole body was burning with raging golden flames, and even the golden pupils were faintly glowing red.He uttered a sharp and mournful cry, and then said in a hoarse voice: "What are you doing? Saint Nuwa saw clearly yesterday that the twelve ancestor witches and the great witch Houyi shot nine of my sons, and now the only one left is Go down to the land and suppress one person. If I don't kill all 13 people, it will be hard to get rid of my hatred."

Di Jun bit the last four words word by word.

A small three-legged crow chirped beside him, as if echoing what his father said.

"Nuwa saint." Another huge three-legged golden crow flew in front of Nuwa, and slowly bowed its head. Feeling is the only thing. The saint is high above, and refuses to be contaminated by the cause and effect of the world, so my brothers and I will join hands to avenge the nine dead nephews."

Nuwa was startled when she heard the words, and her gaze stayed on the last three-legged crow, which was also the only one that was not golden.

The three-legged crow smiled sadly, gathered the little Golden Crow under its wings, and said softly: "...I have only one child left."

Nuwa closed her eyes and sighed heavily.When she opened it again, her eyes were filled with clarity: "...Since you have already made up your mind, then I will allow you." She turned the snake's tail into two long legs, and walked step by step to the golden long handle. In front of the sword, he stretched out his hand and bit his fingertips, and wrote stroke by stroke along the outline of the sword:

Tu - Wu -

A vaguely regular breath permeated the sword bit by bit through the saint's blood.The blade of the sword touched the regular breath of the saint, jumped slightly, and emitted a more blazing light.Dijun and Taiyi next to each other spit out a ball of raging sun fire and poured it on the sword body.

A faint dark red light flashed in Nu Wa's eyes, and she said in a low voice, "The sword to kill the witch is complete."

The moment the words were blurted out, a blazing golden light burst out from the sword body, and raging flames rose from the sword body to the sky, three points more intense than the real fire of the Golden Crow's sun.The three-legged Golden Crow next to it uttered a hoarse and sharp cry, piercing through the ground.

The two most powerful majesties of the Monster Clan finally took action against the Witch Clan in person.

The moment the golden crow's chirping pierced through the ground, Cheng Shuying woke up from the dream, dripping with cold sweat.

The young man supported her by the side, and asked with some concern: "Did you have a nightmare?" Although ascetics are rarely haunted by nightmares, there are occasional exceptions.Especially since Cheng Shuying had just been struck by lightning and was exhausted, she might have a terrible nightmare.

Cheng Shuying shook her head, leaning on the young man's arms and muttering to herself: "...I feel it."

The young man patted her back and comforted her gently, "Don't be afraid."

"I feel it." She closed her eyes tightly, and her heart began to tremble faintly, "With the evil thoughts in Nuwa's heart, her cultivation level has risen again. If she can't kill the evil corpse this time, Then she's likely to..."

— Bewitched.

Cheng Shuying opened her mouth and swallowed these two terrible words.She realized that she was trembling in the arms of the young man, so she unconsciously moved to the side to distance herself from him.The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then thought with some distress that he seemed to be self-defeating again.

In the peaceful cave, a group of soft clouds floated on the soil, surrounded by a huge and solid array, which looked quite safe and comfortable.Cheng Shuying on the cloud group leaned back uneasily, keeping herself as far away from this strange young man as possible, and then immersed her spiritual thoughts into her sea of ​​consciousness, carefully observing everything inside.

Her sea of ​​consciousness is vast and boundless, as vast as the nine-day galaxy.In the sea of ​​consciousness, there are clusters of golden light beams of meritorious virtues, emitting a faint golden light like a small sun.Some of these meritorious golden beams were saved by her, and some were brought by her.In the largest beam of virtuous golden light, nine pale golden oval pebbles were steadily suspended in it, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

—Slumber?

Cheng Shuying was slightly taken aback, trying to turn her consciousness into tentacles, and touched the nine pale golden pebbles.She was sure they were stones, for they were cold and hard and lifeless.She had hatched a phoenix egg more than 200 years ago, and knew that if it was an egg, there must be a slight heartbeat and vitality, and it would definitely not be as deep and cold as this.

Did something go wrong during the incubation?

Cheng Shuying recalled the nine dark purple thunders that had never been seen before, and she vaguely understood something in her heart, and it seemed that she didn't understand anything.

Suddenly, a deep and pleasant voice beside her asked her, "What are you thinking about now? You're so preoccupied."

Without thinking, Cheng Shuying blurted out subconsciously: "Hatch the egg."

"...incubating eggs?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed softly: "If you like hatching eggs, why don't you lay an egg for me and hatch it yourself."