One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 615: Nuwa's Rebirth

And on the green hill, there is Butian Fort.

The Butian Fort, which used to be bustling with people and filled with many sects, is now deserted.

After learning the truth about the catastrophe, each sect had their own ideas. Some wanted to enter the world to build an ark, try to repair the sky and save the world. Some others lost their faith and disappeared.

But no matter what he thought, he didn't stay in Qingshan anymore.

Firstly, the owner of this place, the immortal Xuan Xiao, has already driven away all the guests. Secondly, if the catastrophe is really unavoidable, more people would rather die in their homeland.

Even Su He contacted Jiuquan and returned to Longtan.

Because Su He escaped from Longtan, the Emperor of Heaven had already set up seals and traps to prevent Su He from returning to Longtan. In order to paralyze the Emperor of Heaven, before the actual action, Su He never returned to Longtan, and Hu Xiuwu did not send anyone to set up the Divine Court Formation.

Without the blessing of the Divine Court Formation, if one wants the help of the Divine Spring and Dragon Pond, Su He, who is on the other side of the Dragon Pond, must return to help.

Before leaving, Su He handed over the position of the guardian of the Immaculate Divine Spring to Xuan Xiao. On the other hand,

The only ones left on Qingshan who helped were Zixuan, whose soul was injured, and Xu Changqing, who still stayed to take care of her.

  Xu Changqing was carrying a bamboo basket covered with cotton cloth as he walked in the wide corridor. He felt cold wind blowing in the air. There was no warmth or security that a house should give people. Even though he had lived in the empty Butian Fort for a few days, Xu Changqing still couldn't adapt to this environment. He felt sad:

"What our ancestors said is true. It is difficult to gather energy in a big house."

A house that is too big will not give people a sense of security, but will instead highlight the insignificance of human beings. Even though there are still formations left by Shushan and Xianxia sects in Butian Fort to ensure the temperature inside the fort, the atmosphere in the house is still cold and terrifying, like an empty school campus or an empty hospital corridor.

Even in the imperial palace, only the great hall where the emperor received audiences from all officials was magnificent. It was a hall that could house seventy-two three-meter-high pillars and fully displayed the emperor's majesty.

However, the bedroom in the Hall of Mental Cultivation where the emperor lived was only a dozen square meters in size, the same size as a normal bedroom.

In fact, the same thing happened in Butian Fort. Xu Changqing understood the truth, and the elders of all sects at that time also knew it.

Xu Changqing walked into the room where Zixuan lived. The room built with huge stones was very spacious. If you slept directly on the bed, it would be no different from sleeping in a classroom that could accommodate dozens of people. It would make people feel like sleeping on the street.

However, four poles were erected at the four corners of the bed in the room, with curtains hung on them. When resting, the curtains were lowered, and the space suddenly became smaller, turning it into a simple step-out bed.

Zixuan was sleeping in the gauze-curtained bed. It was already noon, but Zixuan was still sleeping soundly and couldn't get up.

Xu Changqing was already accustomed to this. He placed the bamboo basket in his hand on the stone table and lifted the covering cloth. White mist impatiently emerged and fled in all directions.

This was the food he had just bought in the town at the foot of the mountain while flying on his sword. Zi Xuan had taken too good care of him before, so he was not very good at cooking and could only make pickles or boiled vegetables.

Zixuan was recuperating, and Xu Changqing thought it would be better not to let Zixuan eat the pickles he made.

Anyway, Senior Xuanxiao is still guarding Qingshan, so it doesn't matter if he leaves for a while.

He took out a box of red date steamed buns, a bowl of ginseng chicken soup, and two side dishes, one meat and one vegetable, from the bamboo basket.

While flying on the sword, Xu Changqing had been using his magic power to protect the bamboo baskets, so they were all steaming.

  Arrange the dishes and serve the chicken soup.

When she sleeps, she looks like Daiyu, graceful like Xishi, with a slightly frowned brow that makes people love her. The thin quilt that is high and loose makes it even more difficult to control oneself.

But Xu Changqing did not look away, but just looked at Zixuan's slightly furrowed brows with pity.

The feelings between him and Zixuan have long gone beyond the level of physical attraction. They are a resonance of two souls and a mutual understanding of ideas.

Xu Changqing gently called his sleeping wife: "Zixuan, Zixuan, wake up."

Zi Xuan opened her eyes dazedly, held on to the bed and sat up, leaning on the edge of the bed, looking at Xu Changqing with deep love in her eyes.

The cold sword was immediately placed across Zixuan's neck. Xu Changqing's voice was even colder than the sword:

"Who are you? Come out of my wife's body."

With just one glance, Xu Changqing recognized the awakened Zi Xuan. She was definitely not the original Zi Xuan.

This 'Zi Xuan' also had tenderness in her eyes, but that was different from the real Zi Xuan. Her tenderness was more like the love a grandmother has for her grandchild. After she woke up, Butian Fort was vibrating and humming. It wasn't Butian Fort that was abnormal, it was the mountains and the earth that were shaking and excited. The spiritual energy of the earth spontaneously flowed into Zi Xuan's body.

It was like a child who had been away from his mother for a long time finally seeing her again.

Trembling with excitement, he jumped up and down, wanting to snuggle back into his mother's arms.

Zixuan didn't care about the sword on her neck, and looked at Xu Changqing, who was full of murderous intent: "I am Zixuan's ancestor, you can call me Nuwa."

Xu Changqing was shocked: "Are you Nuwa?! If you are Nuwa, please leave Zixuan's body."

In the world of Legend of Sword and Fairy, Emperor Fuxi has cut off the belief in Nuwa, and Shushan even regards Nuwa as an evil god.

It was only after meeting Zixuan that Xu Changqing learned the story of Nuwa from Zixuan.

However, that was not enough to completely change Xu Changqing's view of Nuwa, so Xu Changqing did not treat Nuwa with as much respect as Hu Xiuwu.

Nuwa smiled: "It's not that I want to occupy Xiao Zixuan's body. I was awakened from my deep sleep by someone."

Xu Changqing was skeptical: "Who is it?"

Nuwa shook his hand and said, "It was the Lady of the Nine Heavens who woke me up."

Xu Changqing was surprised: "Why did the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens wake you up!?"

Nuwa looked at the Immaculate Spring from afar and said: "They are in trouble."

A wisp of hot sword energy blew into the room, knocking away Xu Changqing, who was a little confused and didn't know whether he should believe Nuwa.

"Don't be disrespectful to Lady Nuwa."

The sword energy carried a talisman paper figure with it. When the sword energy dissipated, the paper figure flashed with spiritual light, absorbed the spiritual energy, and transformed into the appearance of Xuan Xiao.

Nuwa saw this scene and said: "It smells like Xuannv's magic. You are the descendant of Jiutian Xuannv."

  Xuan Xiao did not comment, nor did he explain the grudge between Qiong Hua and Jiu Tian Xuan Nu. He just bowed:

"Xuan Xiao from the Qionghua Sect greets the Lady of the Nine Heavens. The human world is facing a great disaster again, so please help me."

Nuwa said: "It must be a disaster that Xuannv could awaken me."

Back then, she had already vaguely sensed that the Emperor of Heaven was wary of her, but she still resolutely resisted the Emperor's orders and repaired the sky to save people.

There is a grudge between the gods and her, and the gods would not have awakened her unless they were left with no other options.

Xuan Xiao nodded: "The Emperor of Heaven is greedy, and the Nine Springs are unstable. Please ask Lady Nuwa to go to the Demon Realm and suppress the Emperor of Heaven."

Nuwa looked sad: "Has the Emperor of Heaven become like this? The Nine Springs are the gift and blessing that the great god Shennong left for the six realms. Is the Emperor of Heaven going to take away even this gift?"

"I will go to the demon world."

Nuwa stood up from the bed and glanced at Xu Changqing again: "Little Changqing, I'm afraid it will take some time before I can return Xiao Zixuan's body to her."

"By the way, after I return it to her, please help me persuade her."

"It's good for a couple to love each other, but they can't just leave their daughter alone."

Nuwa muttered something to Xu Changqing, which shocked him so much that he kept muttering "I have a daughter". Then he shook his head and followed Xuanxiao to leave the Butian Castle and head towards the Immaculate Divine Spring.

Go to the demon world from the nine springs.

With such strong support, the situation will change.