Dao rhyme flowed, that situation has slowly disappeared, and the world has once again returned to a vast expanse of whiteness.
That is the real body of Empress Nuwa, which keeps appearing, it can be regarded as the incarnation of Empress, or the soul of Empress.
In the ancient times, he once stood out for the human race, but was defeated in the end. He was imprisoned by the heavenly law in the small void of the Notre Dame Palace, unable to move anymore, and was imprisoned for an unknown number of years.
Li Changshou expected such a situation, but what he didn't expect was that this scene really appeared in front of him, and he almost couldn't hold it back.
There was nothing in this white world, and the atmosphere in the attic was somewhat depressing.
Li Changshou bowed his head and walked back to where he was sitting just now, picked up the brush, and continued to compose the painting.
Empress Nuwa sat quietly on the soft couch, she had a momentary emotional breakdown, but soon returned to her previous indifference and indifference, looking at the pool, she was also a little dazed.
Like nothing happened.
A sage, the pinnacle of life, stands aloft, and he doesn't want others to see his miserable state, especially if the other party is his junior.
Li Changshou recalled that when he first came here, Empress Nuwa cared a lot about his title, and reminded himself not to call her mother or ancestor indiscriminately, and deliberately made his relationship with the human race very indifferent.
Yes... I can't bear it, probably.
"Your Majesty, let the flow of time be normal."
Li Changshou said warmly: "I'll finish drawing this cartoon, and I won't leave in a hurry.
Moreover, if I want to leave, Madam, your state at this time will not be able to stop me. As I expected, the rebellion of King Wucheng just happened in Nanfangbuzhou at this time, and the Kingdom of Shang began to mobilize various armies to crusade against the State of Zhou.
The first battle will probably take place in two to three months. "
Nüwa frowned slightly, she tapped her finger lightly, a cloud mirror appeared, and dozens of pictures flashed through it quickly, it must be the situation in Nanzhou.
Li Changshou said: "If you can spy on Yuxu Palace and Biyou Palace, you will find that the two should be talking, discussing who should be selected by the Chanjiao side for the first wave of helping Zhou Guoxian, and the final candidates should be a few third-generation disciples.
On the Jiejiao side, it should be that Uncle Tongtian and some senior disciples are about to quarrel, or after the quarrel, the place is empty, and a group of senior disciples are sulking, feeling that their master suddenly loses vigor at a critical moment.
In fact, Uncle Tongtian understood how powerful the Pangu Banner in Second Uncle's hands was. "
Nu Wa's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she tapped her fingers lightly.
Soon, she looked at Li Changshou's figure, her voice was a little hoarse, and asked:
"Isn't your body here?"
Li Changshou shook his head immediately, and replied: "If this is the case, because the speed of time is different, I should be as dumb as a papaya here, and my reaction is extremely slow, and my soul will also be pulled."
"Then how did you find out about these situations?"
"I don't know how many times I have calculated it," Li Changshou said seriously, "Your Majesty may not know, my calculation is not based on the way of heaven, but to enumerate various possibilities and integrate known information.
I know the situation of the Shang Kingdom very well. I have done a detailed investigation on the marching speed of the mortal army, the deployment of troops in various places, and the temperament of the generals at each checkpoint.
It is not difficult to speculate that the reaction of the interpreter was influenced by the situation of Shang and Zhou. "
Li Changshou pointed to the two hourglasses in front of him, reminding Empress Nuwa that he knew the comparison of the flow rate of time between inside and outside the range of supernatural powers.
Nuwa frowned slightly, flicked her fingers, a light gray halo slowly swayed, and the hourglass flow in front of Li Changshou began to slow down.
In a few hectares, the difference between the internal and external time flow rate is doubled.
But still not back to normal.
Li Changshou didn't say much. When he picked up a pen to write and draw, if it wasn't for the continuous movement of his wrist with his palm, it would always make people think that this was a static situation.
Li Changshou drew page by page, and each page was very detailed.
The manga tells the story of a young man who kills ghosts, burdened with blood and deep hatred, looking for the existence of the ghost king, and looking for a way to save his sister.
The content is actually not the key point, but a special symbol, a blooming fire lotus, is hidden in each picture page.
The inkstone on the side was dry and wet, and Li Changshou stopped and went with the paintbrush in his hand, as if he was not in a hurry.
On the contrary, Empress Nuwa began to observe the situation in Nanfang Buzhou continuously. The pictures presented by Yun Jing had their own 'double speed', and the rhythm was very tight.
Basically, those links that Li Changshou knew.
Jiang Shang resigned from Chaoge City and went back to Xiqi to become a doctor under the arrangement of Chan Jiaoxian.
Because Jiang Shang lost control of the list of gods and the whip of the gods, he didn't pay too much attention to teaching and teaching. Let Jiang Shang enter the state of Zhou as an official, to a large extent, he wanted to use this to interfere with Li Changshou's thoughts.
Immediately afterwards, Wucheng King Huang Feihu rebelled and fled to Xiqi. Emperor Xin was furious and suspended most of his offensives except for the east, and went all out to crusade against Zhou.
Zhou Guo was preparing for the battle as if he was facing a big enemy. The peripheral checkpoints were broken one after another, and the merchant army was approaching under Qishan Mountain.
Immortal Chanjiao began to directly intervene in the mortal war, forcibly blocking the Shang army to the east of Qishan Mountain. Wen Zhong, who was sitting in the rear, saw this and secretly dispatched Jiejiaoxian who had already served in the Shang army.
Four generals of the Mo family, Zhang Guifang and other "strange people and strangers" appeared one after another.
Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and Yang Jian were ordered to serve as the generals of the state of Zhou under the order of explaining the teaching; after several battles, Jiang Shangzhi's strategy ability was also recognized by Ji Chang.
Of course, more importantly, Jiang Shang is a major link between Zhou Guo and Chanjiao.
It was effortless to explain the teachings, and secretly emptied the military and political power of Zhou State, and was also grateful by Ji Chang and other Zhou royal families.
The situation near Qishan has reached a stalemate.
This wave is the main attack of Jiejiao, but it is only Wen Zhong who really plays a role.
At this moment, the great luck of Jiejiao depends on Wen Zhong's thought. Whether and when he chooses to ask Jiejiao for help is very important.
And Wen Zhong is a disciple of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit...
Catastrophe? It's just a big show.
Chains of cause and effect, twisting and turning, involved Zhao Gongming, and gradually pulled him into the eye of the storm at the core of the catastrophe.
The only person who can stop all this is in the Palace of the Virgin, drawing a book of blood for the Virgin.
The kind that is super attentive.
today.
Through the cloud mirror, the Holy Mother saw that Wen Zhong left the barracks, and summoned the auspicious beast Mo Qilin that was occasionally obtained in the previous battle, and headed towards the East China Sea, already going to ask for rescue soldiers.
The Holy Mother asked: "Do you know what happened at this time?"
Li Changshou paused at the tip of his pen, and said with a smile, "Wen Zhong went to the East China Sea?"
Madonna: …
"Aren't you in a hurry
He had already made up his mind to completely oppose the way of heaven in the matter of Zhao Gongming. "
"Your Majesty, you misunderstood me," Li Changshou said with a smile, "How could I, who is so greedy for life and afraid of death, do such death-seeking things?"
The Holy Mother said: "May I ask, what is your plan?"
"Heavenly Dao should be monitoring this place."
The Holy Mother flicked her fingers lightly, and the two hourglasses in front of Li Changshou regenerated and changed, and the precious age-scarred sand inside began to tremble constantly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Layer after layer of time-stop magical powers are attached here.
"Your Majesty, it's not that I'm disrespectful to you. I think your Majesty still underestimates the power of heaven."
Li Changshou said sternly: "The Dao of Heaven is almost omniscient and omnipotent, Dao Zu has the least amount of consideration in every move, so I really dare not say more about some things.
But empress, don't worry, this time I won't have any unpleasantness with Tiandao or Shizu.
On the contrary, Master and I should finally reach a consensus on this matter. "
"What the hell are you trying to do?"
Empress Nuwa couldn't help raising her hand to her forehead, and softly groaned a few times: "You are really just like the teacher, it's too unpredictable, and you are calculating one after another."
"Your Majesty, you will know later."
Li Changshou shook his head slightly to Empress Nuwa, and said softly: "I have only accumulated so many years, it is definitely impossible to have any plan to shake the foundation of the heaven.
And the current growth rate of the Dao of Heaven... Your Majesty, you should be able to feel that not beings can stop it.
This world has been out of balance since the death of Senior Lang. He really wasted too many resources. "
"The human race really..."
"My lady, I will not endanger the human race, nor will I take advantage of the human race."
Li Changshou said in a steady voice, with 120% firmness in his voice, "I just want to try to balance the way of heaven in a way I can do.
Not implicating the human race is my bottom line.
Similarly, if the Dao ancestor was persecuted by the human race, I would not bow my head like a mother.
If the human race is slaughtered, I will put the blame on Tiandao, and I will never die with Tiandao, but I will not stop all my plans because of the unprovoked deaths and injuries of the human race.
Niang Niang, what we are afraid of, what we dare not, and what we care about are all things that the enemy will use.
If you want to compete with the Dao of Heaven, you must be prepared to become an existence like the Dao of Heaven, stick to your position, and do everything you can.
If you want to fight for a chance of survival, you must have enough bets, even if the life is completely defeated. "
Nuwa frowned, unable to speak for a long time.
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
"I know," Li Changshou smiled, and looked down at the painting in front of him, "I'm not very familiar with the empress, and I actually lack a sense of belonging to the prehistoric human race.
But Niang Niang, in my hometown, you are a mythical symbol that cannot be desecrated.
What I have seen and heard here today has made me lose my last hope for the Dao of Heaven. "
Nuwa said: "You can't beat the teacher."
"If that's the case, then I will leave Honghuang," Li Changshou said in a low voice, "In short, I have to give it a go."
Nuwa asked back: "Do you want to set off a war of saints?"
Li Changshou was silent, and silently added a word in his heart...
[more than].
"On the day when all the mysteries are revealed, I hope to get my mother's understanding, just understanding."
Li Changshou tidied up the pages of the book in front of him, spread out new drawing paper, and continued to draw with his head bowed.
He said:
"I also ask my mother to keep an eye on the situation in Nanzhou for me, and if the Twelve Golden Immortals appear on the stage, please let me know.
To be on the safe side, I will try my best to rush back as early as possible, and I will probably meet the trial given by the master on the way. "
Nuwa couldn't help being silent.
Good guy, already started teaching her to do things!
All right, since this guy has become the hope of the human race, let him do it.
Li Changshou secretly observed the expression of Empress Nuwa.
Presumably, the empress was feeling remorse in her heart, and impulsively revealed her current situation to Li Changshou, which would embarrass the dignified saint.
The attic became quiet again, and Empress Nuwa adjusted the time flow rate to two to one again, sitting there in a daze.
She clearly wanted to prevent Li Changshou from returning to Nanzhou to interfere in the catastrophe.
But at this moment, there was no thought of stopping him.
How can we balance the Dao of Heaven without using the human race or relying on the Dao of Humanity
Now the power of heaven has overwhelmed the power of the six saints, the more lonely souls there are in the Conferred God Stage, the more tyrannical the power of heaven will be.
This is not simply a master's strength blessing in the way of heaven;
Righteous Gods are like the 'formation foundation', they can form a large formation, covering the entire three realms, allowing the Heavenly Dao's control over the heaven and earth to have a qualitative leap and improvement.
This is the greatest significance of the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods.
The years are passing by quickly, the catastrophe of Nanzhou is gradually escalating, and the world is full of turmoil.
Finally, Wen Zhong invited Shi Tianjun from the East China Sea to avenge the killing of the disciples of the former Jiejiao disciples. Ten Tianjun discussed for a while and arranged ten absolute formations in front of the Xiqi Army, with a deadline of 100 days.
If the Ten Jue Formation cannot be broken within a hundred days, they will directly move the formation and destroy the Zhou army.
Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, Huanglong, Manjusri, Puxian, and Cihang came to Nanfangbuzhou first to figure out how to break the formation.
In the Palace of Our Lady.
Empress Nuwa's lips twitched a little, but she still whispered: "Over there, the Twelve Golden Immortals have appeared."
"Um."
Li Changshou agreed, and the brush in his hand was not messed up at all. After painting the last fire lotus, he breathed a sigh of relief.
You're done!
"Niang Niang, this should be the picture book I copied most carefully," Li Changshou bound the drawing paper into a book, injected immortal power, and wrapped the picture book layer by layer.
"I hope this story can warm your tired heart."
The Holy Mother looked a bit disgusted, "Hey, this kind of words are okay in books, but it's a little disgusting to say them."
"It's true," Li Changshou said helplessly, "My Lady has done a lot for the human race, but the Human Race can't do anything for her.
If these things I draw can relieve my mother's fatigue and make her happy, I am really willing to draw more.
I used to think that the empress was against the human race...
It was I who wrongly blamed my mother without knowing it. "
"Okay," Nu Wa's eyes flashed a little sadly, "Everyone is like this, when they want to plot people, they are either sensational or righteous.
I really just had some natives to accompany me on a whim.
Come on, what do you need from me? "
"Healing, you don't have to do anything."
Li Changshou bowed deeply to the figure on the soft couch, and said with a smile:
"The next road, I will go on my own."
"Do you really have a hole card against Tiandao?"
"Well," Li Changshou nodded, "Otherwise, the Dao of Heaven would not allow me to move between heaven and earth, and just force me to leave with the lives of my relatives and friends.
In the current heaven and earth, it would be more beneficial to the heavens without me, wouldn't it? "
Nuwa's eyes were full of light: "I'm really curious."
"You should not be involved in future battles."
Li Changshou sighed softly, and said with a smile: "When you are old, you should rest well and don't run around.
If I can win, you will enjoy the happiness. If I lose, your situation will not be worse than now. "
old!
Nuwa's forehead stretched out with cross veins, and the sage rhyme surged in all directions.
Li Changshou cupped his hands with a smile, his figure took half a step back, a faint aqua blue brilliance appeared around him, the figure broke free from the divine power of a saint, and appeared outside the attic.
Li Changshou turned around, and just about to step away, the universe in front of him shook slightly, and a figure stepped out from it, dressed in gray shadows and with a blurred complexion.
It is the will of the catastrophe, the will of heaven!
The gray-clothed old man who stared at him for a long time in the Hunyuan Jindou all those years ago!
The old man had his hands behind his back and stared at Li Changshou without saying a word.
Li Changshou said: "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it's not right to attack directly."
"You can't go back at this time."
The voice of the old man was calm and calm, as if he was talking about trivial things.
"Can't go back
I really don't know, whether the will of Taoist friends can be infinitely produced, which is much more powerful than my paper Taoist. "
Li Changshou raised his hand and drew a circle. The universe collapsed in front of him. Inside was the void outside the Palace of the Virgin, and he walked in on his own.
"Come outside, don't disturb the Virgin Mary reading comics."
The gray-clothed old man stared at the situation in the attic, and his eyes fell on Li Changshou's painting. After looking carefully for a while, his figure dissipated by itself, and stopped Li Changshou's figure again outside the Palace of the Virgin.
Li Changshou spread out the five fingers of his right hand, and gently pressed against the void.
The Avenue of Balance, the Avenue of Balance.
A phantom like a scale beam appeared behind Li Changshou, and strips of colorful light and shadow appeared in the void, covering a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
[I said: There is no superiority or inferiority in the great way, and there should be a balance.]
The figure of the gray shadow old man suddenly trembled slightly, most of his aura was sluggish, and his blurred face seemed to be full of astonishment at this moment.
Li Changshou took a step forward, and the old gray shadow retreated half a step subconsciously.
Balance exists between the avenues.
Li Changshou broke the defense with one sentence:
"Fellow Daoist, after all, you are just an aura, not a saint."
The gray shadow old man snorted for a while, and the shadow of boundless treasures appeared behind him. He pointed at Li Changshou with his left hand, and thousands of streams of light illuminated all parts of the void.
…
Notre Dame Palace, in the attic of the secret realm.
Sitting on the soft couch, the Holy Mother frowned and stared at the great battle in the void. When Li Changshou sacrificed a trump card to balance the bottom three thousand avenues within a certain range, his expression was a little astonished.
Then, the corner of her mouth curled up.
If it's just such a hole card, there is still no chance of winning.
But this guy is already better than he expected.
With a flip of Su's hand, the painting that had just been written into the book had already landed in her palm.
The Virgin Mary walked towards the pool, and couldn't wait to turn the first page, and was soon fascinated by the stories in it.
Before she knew it, she had already returned to the pool, and this body, which was close to her own soul, turned into a human body with a snake tail, and slowly spread out in the pool.
Fighting was going on outside the Palace of the Holy Mother, and the universe was shaking violently.
In the Palace of the Notre Dame, the empress became more energetic the more she looked, turning over the paintings page by page, smiling lightly from time to time, and crying from time to time.
Suddenly, she realized something, felt something, and looked at the fire lotus on the current page in astonishment, a little panic flashed across her eyes.
As if to verify something, she kept opening the painting in front of her...
Every page exists, that special symbol, that fire lotus with different postures.
This is, this is...
This is!
There was a sudden roar outside the Palace of the Notre Dame, large pieces of the universe were shattered, the faces of the fairies in the Palace of the Notre Dame turned pale, and part of the palace had already collapsed.
At this moment, Li Changshou was wearing a tattered robe, his forehead was soaked with blood, but he smashed the old gray shadow in front of him with his palm.
That will collapsed in an instant, and there was a vacuum of Heavenly Dao surveillance here!
In the Palace of the Holy Mother, Empress Nuwa had already opened the last page of the painting, on which a flame like a candle jumped out of the fire lotus, which was printed into Empress Nuwa's eyes.
Human race, firewood!
Empress Nuwa was shocked for a moment and hesitated for a moment, but she made a quick decision and took the fire into her body.
The body of the saint, who was bound by heaven and earth and nailed to the broken ground by seven spears, had a flame shining on his forehead, but then disappeared.
The power of heaven that was cut off before flooded in like a tide, and they searched this hidden world repeatedly, but they did not find any clues.
In the attic, Empress Nuwa had turned to the page she had seen before, took a fairy fruit, and bit her lips lightly.
Outside the Palace of the Virgin, Li Changshou disappeared in a flash.
On the stone tablet in Li Changshou's heart, he erased the word 'five' and replaced it with 'six', but after thinking about it, he restored it to 'five'.
It is too unkind to plot against the Virgin of Human Race.
After all, I am not the way of heaven, so I can carry the rest of the road by myself.
Turning his head and looking in the direction of the Notre Dame Palace, Li Changshou smiled lightly, his eyes shining brightly.
'May this flame give you a little warmth. '
A child of the human race, Li Changshou.