Chapter 9 Nuwa seeks the way

Fuxi suffered a lot of injuries when he spyed on the secrets of the Sacred Heaven. If it weren't for the Heavenly Dao Hongjun just a small punishment and a great commandment, Fuxi would probably have fallen here. This severe injury would probably be difficult to recover within thousands of years.

However, Fuxi was also very happy to be able to calculate such a secret for Nuwa. As long as his sister can become a saint, what if he is injured?

Moreover, as the Emperor Xi of the demon clan, he can mobilize the fortune of the demon clan and his own merits to heal and practice. This injury is nothing, and it can be faster than normal.

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After Nuwa left, Fuxi's face showed a look of thought.

"This is a holy secret, and it is so mysterious, and this trace is so profound..."

After a moment, Fuxi sighed casually. From that trace of heavenly secrets, he felt the mystery of heavenly secrets more and more.

"This hexagram is extremely mysterious, I hope there is no variable..." Fuxi shook his head and said.

After saying that, he sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing and heal his wounds.

A few days later, Fuxi slowly opened his eyes, and the trajectories of great roads appeared in his eyes.

His eyes flowed and fell onto the demon clan's heaven.

"It's time to go to the heavenly court..." Fuxi said lightly, got up and left the cave.

As early as thousands of years ago, Di Jun asked Bai Ze to invite Fuxi. After all, it is a good thing for the demon clan to take over with one more quasi-saint master.

However, Fuxi has not left for a long time. This time Nuwa went to the Eastern Continent of the Great Desert to seek the way, and he happened to go to the Heavenly Court at this time.

At that time, he had the chance to be among the demon clan, so he agreed to Di Jun join the demon clan. After the demon clan established him, he gained merit and successfully killed the good corpse, but it was also one of the opportunities.

But he knew in his heart that his future opportunity to achieve enlightenment might also be among the demon clan. Therefore, even if Di Jun did not come to invite him, he would go to the demon clan heaven.

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The injuries on his body were not light, but Fuxi's speed was not fast at this time and he flew slowly all the way.

If it were normal, it would take only a few days to go to the Demon Clan Heaven with his peak state at the mid-stage quasi-saint level. However, judging from this situation, it would be difficult to reach without a month.

But he was not in a hurry at this time, and flew slowly all the way towards the heavens.

Fuxi's clear eyes flowed and fell onto the Eastern Continent. He sighed, "I hope my sister can become a saint smoothly this time, and it's not in vain for my hard work..."

After saying that, he turned to look at the Heavenly Court, and the speed under his feet was a little faster.

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After leaving the cave, Nuwa came directly to the east of Buzhou Mountain. She did not choose to fly, but walked slowly in the prehistoric world, looking for a trace of opportunity in her heart.

"Although the prehistoric world looks calm on the surface, it is still killing in the field..." Nuwa shook her head and sighed lightly, with the expression on her pretty face a little complicated.

Most of the demon clans have gone to the heavenly court, but the part left behind is slaughtered by the witch clan. In order to keep a life, they can only hide while fighting against the witch clan.

Although Di Jun once asked Ying to send the demon clan to help, the far water could not save the near fire, and most of the demon clans left by the prehistoric world still lived in dire straits.

For the witch clan, the demon clan is not only a mortal enemy, but also a good "food" to improve their strength. Moreover, the witch clan is warlike, and the demon clan can also be their target of training.

Therefore, although the prehistoric powers seem calm on the surface, all the great masters are in seclusion, and the top leaders of the Lich clan do not show off. But in fact, the prehistoric killing has not stopped.

Fight, kill.

Nuwa frowned when she saw this, and sighed in her heart, "So what if one of the tribes disappears? A new race will emerge in the future. As powerful as the three tribes in the prehistoric world, they will also disappear in the long river of time..."

During the Three Clans period, Nuwa also witnessed the power of the Three Clans and the struggles of the Three Clans. But what did the fights and killings of the Three Clans finally bring? In the end, the three Clans still disappeared from the stage of the prehistoric world and remained hidden in the world.

What is the difference between the two lich tribes at this time and the three tribes? Although she couldn't see the final ending clearly, Nuwa didn't believe that the two tribes would have a good ending if they remained alive.

"If there was a race that could live in peace in the prehistoric world..." Nuwa murmured with a look of hope on her pretty face.

"Buzz!"

When the two words of race appeared in her mouth, the purple qi of Hongmeng in Nuwa's primordial spirit became throbbing.

I seemed to have some clarity in my heart. Although I couldn't explain it clearly, I already had a direction.

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Wuliang Mountains, in the Hunyuan Palace.

Mo Li, who was hidden in the void, had a flash of light in his eyes, and a colorful gaze fell to somewhere in the prehistoric world, with a look of thought on his face.

Seeing the changes in the way of heaven at this time, Mo Li nodded slightly.

After blessings in my heart, Mo Li chuckled, "It seems that the opportunity for Sister Nuwa is approaching..."

Finally, he said, "This opportunity is also my chance..."

After saying that, Mo Li flashed and left the Hunyuan Palace.

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After Nuwa's heart was a little enlightened, her expression also stretched out.

After glanced at the prehistoric world of killing, Nuwa rose up in the air and came directly towards the Eastern Continent.

Nuwa flew slowly all the way, thinking in her mind that the direction of making the Hongmeng purple aura in the soul throbbed.

At this time, it is impossible for races that want to live in peace in the prehistoric world. The only possibility is to create a new race by itself.

However, it is not easy to create a new race. Even though he knows that this may be his own chance to become a saint, Nuwa still has no idea.

"This is?!"

In vain, a throbbing heart, and the light in Nuwa's beautiful eyes flowed and fell into the valley below.

She pressed the clouds and landed in the valley. After looking around for a week, she realized it in her heart.

"This place turns out to be the place where the ancestor dragon tribulation..." Nuwa murmured. Nuwa looked at this place and thought of something in vain, and a hint of coldness flashed across her face.

Although there are some changes here, the place where the ancestor dragon was injured by the heavenly tribulation and left the dragon blood, there was still a trace of pure dragon energy.

This dragon energy is also extraordinary. If it can be used for one's own use, it may be able to obtain the inheritance of the dragon clan.

Nuwa ignored these things and walked to the lake next to her.

A little throbbing in my heart was in this valley, and my chance was probably here. But this place changed. There was no lake in the original place, but now it appeared here, so Nuwa sat cross-legged here.

Be clear in your heart and think quietly, and think.

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Nuwa didn't know how long she had been sitting. As long as the enlightenment in her heart arises, she opened her eyes in vain, walked to the lake, took some mud and lake water, and didn't know what she was doing.

Nuwa finely pinched the mud at this time, but after a while, Nuwa pinched a few mud objects, which were all pinched according to her and Fuxi's original appearance, with a human body and a snake tail.

However, after pinching, there was no sign of the Hongmeng purple aura in the soul. It was obvious that the race she created was not like that in her hands.

Then, Nuwa pinched other creatures again.

Although it did not cause the Hongmeng purple aura in the soul, Nuwa found that her law of creation was growing rapidly. After the light of creation fell into the mud in her hand, these muds would have life.

However, it may be that the mud and lake water of the creation are not good, or that the laws of creation of Nuwa are not deep, so these muds have not truly become living beings.

"What's wrong?" Nuwa frowned and murmured.

After saying that, a light of inspiration flashed in his heart.

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Chapter completed!