Xiaojianxian of the prehistoric and wild

Chapter 131 130. Calculation?

Without saying anything, Nuwa turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Laozi suddenly said, "Junior Sister Nuwa, wait a moment."

Nu Wa turned her head, her eyes revealing doubts.

Seeing this, Lao Tzu said calmly: "The Chaos Clock is the treasure of the demon emperor in the past, and my junior sister is a sage of the demon clan. Now there is no owner of the Chaos Clock, and my junior sister is in charge of it."

Hearing what Lao Tzu said, although Yuanshi Tianzun, Master Tongtian, Taoist guides, and Taoist Zhunti were a little surprised, no one refuted it.

However, looking at the chaotic clock floating in the sky, Nuwa suddenly smiled.

With a wave of her hand, a rift in the void appeared in the sky. Nuwa stretched out her hand and slapped it, and the Chaos Clock and the Witch-Slaying Sword were smashed into the rift in the void, disappearing without a trace.

After finishing all this, Nuwa left directly.

"The Chaos Clock, I'm not interested in it. Since you don't want it either, let it wait for someone who is destined."

Where the saints couldn't see, there was a hint of sarcasm in Nu Wa's eyes.

Tiandao had just plotted against her, so how could he let the Chaos Clock fall into her hands?
Ah!
Seeing the back of Nuwa leaving gracefully, the saints were silent for a while, and finally I sighed softly: "Junior Sister Nuwa, we are not as good as you."

Sighing, looking at the corpse of the Northern Dark Tortoise below, Lao Tzu said: "Junior Brothers, Junior Sister Nuwa is gone, we'd better take this Northern Dark Black Tortoise to support the sky with its limbs, and then seal off the northern land of the Great Desolation. Although the Great Desolation The north has been polluted, but we can't let this boundless karma go elsewhere."

Hearing this, the rest of the saints all responded in unison: "Good!"

33 days away, in endless chaos.

An ancient mysterious dojo is floating in the chaos.

It is the Taoist Daoist Temple, the place where many great powers listened to the Tao in the past, Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, in the Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun sat high on the cloud platform, behind him a roulette wheel containing the supreme mystery was constantly spinning, Gujing Wubo's old face could not see any thoughts.

It wasn't until Beiming Xuangui died and Nuwa gave up the Chaos Clock and returned to the dojo to recuperate that the roulette behind Hongjun slowly disappeared.

And after the mysterious roulette disappeared, the emotionless indifference on Hongjun's old face also disappeared.

"God, heh!"

In Zixiao Palace, there was only a whisper.

The northern dark turtle died, and the endless flesh turned into an operational barrier, covering the entire northern part of the prehistoric land, leaving only the limbs and the shell of the turtle.

The saints took their limbs to support the four poles of the sky, and the remaining tortoise shell, because of the great resentment and curse contained in it, even the saints did not want to touch it, so they could only leave it in the northern part of the wild.

However, although so many things happened when the Beiming Xuangui was beheaded, because all the things happened in the big formation set up by the saints, all the prehistoric beings were basically unaware of it.

No one knows exactly how the Beiming Xuangui died.

No one knows what a heavy price Nuwa paid for this.

What they saw was that Laozi and others supported the four poles of the sky with the four limbs of the Beiming Xuangui, and resolved the crisis of the world.

As for Nuwa, all living beings in the prehistoric world know nothing except that Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky.

In this regard, the saints have no plans to publicize Nuwa.

Although on the surface, it seems that in order to save the world from danger, Nuwa killed the Beiming Xuangui at her own expense, so that she was cursed and almost fell to the holy throne.

Who can prove the Tao and become holy, and who would be a fool?
Whether it is Sanqing or Xiying Zhunti of the West, they both smell something unusual from it.

Therefore, they kept silent about Nuwa's affairs.

At the same time, they also became more or less wary of a certain existence in their hearts.

After all, this time it was Nuwa, what about next time?

As strong as Nuwa, it is inevitable that they will be counted into it. Who can guarantee that they will not be counted?

33 days away, in Zixiao Palace.

All the saints prop up the sky with the four limbs of the North Underworld Turtle, which resolved the crisis in the world.

However, after doing all this, they were just about to go back to their respective homes when they received a voice transmission from Hongjun and were summoned to Zixiao Palace.

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In Zixiao Palace, under the cloud platform.

One of the six futons was empty at the moment.

Nu Wa did not come.

No one knows whether Hongjun notified Nuwa, but Nuwa didn't come, or Hongjun didn't notify Nuwa at all.

But no matter what the situation is, it shows that the previous guesses in their hearts are not groundless.

At this moment, Sanqing and Xixi Ersheng looked at each other.

it is more than words.

Just when Sanqing and Xixi Ersheng were thinking about each other, a figure quietly appeared on the cloud platform.

Even Lao Tzu, who had the deepest cultivation among the several saints present, didn't realize how Hongjun appeared.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of the five saints present all shivered slightly, and they secretly restrained their thoughts.

"I have seen the teacher."

The saints pay homage.

On the cloud platform, Hong Jun nodded slightly, and said calmly: "This time, the Lich catastrophe, Emperor Jun died, so that there is no owner in the heaven."

"However, there are countless creatures in this vast expanse, but there is still a need for someone to lead it."

"Therefore, the Heavenly Court cannot be left without a master for a day. You should choose another person to take charge of the Heavenly Court and rule the Three Realms."

"I don't know if you have any ideas?"

Hearing what Hongjun said, all the saints fell into deep thought.

To be honest, they didn't expect Hongjun to call them here for such a thing.

However, the position of Emperor of Heaven, at least in name, is the ruler of the Three Realms, and this position is indeed very important.

Therefore, from this point of view, it seems reasonable to call them all in order to determine the right candidate for the Emperor of Heaven.

But here comes the question, who is qualified to be the Emperor of Heaven?
As saints, it is naturally impossible for them to concurrently hold the position of Heavenly Emperor.

But it is also impossible to choose from those ancient powers who were at the same time as them-otherwise Dong Wanggong and Di Jun would be a lesson from the past.

At this level of power, he will definitely not be content to be a showman.

But once the Emperor of Heaven wants to truly control the Three Realms, there will inevitably be another conflict.

Therefore, this Heavenly Emperor can only be selected from among those with lower seniority.

But if you really want to choose from the juniors, then this would be a good job.

At the same time, the problem also came, even if Nuwa didn't come, they still have five saints.

There is only one Heavenly Emperor, how to divide it?
Who doesn't want to find a good job for their disciples?

However, in normal times, they might have already quarreled to win the qualification for their disciples.

But because of what happened to Nuwa just now, all the saints are still in fear at this moment, so no one speaks first for a while.

(End of this chapter)