Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 761 Yang Hui
Ye Ang's explanation dispelled Nuwa's doubts. After all, she had indeed met Taoist Beichen before, and it was not surprising that she had such a familiar feeling.

Yang Mei stepped on the water without causing any ripples, and walked slowly in front of Qinglian. He lowered his head and looked at it for a moment, then bowed slightly to Nuwa, "Mother, I'm going to go to Yang Hui's shackles now, just To wake her up, I still need to trouble the empress."

Nu Wa nodded, "Yang Hui has a good temperament, and I like her too, so I will help her."

Yang Mei nodded, and quickly made a tactic with both hands, and chains of laws shining with silver luster appeared on Qinglian.

Just taking a look, Yang Mei frowned unconsciously. When he left back then, he was only in the realm of the Kanya Sage, but now he is only the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he is not even as good as Yang Hui's cultivation at this time. Logically speaking, his means at that time could no longer lock Yang Hui.

However, the blockade in front of him was obviously set by him at the beginning, but the shackles were reinforced in a very superb way without changing its original structure.

The level of complexity has risen quite a bit.

But, it can't be difficult for him now!
With a flick of Yang Mei's fingers, a silver luster spread into dozens of light spots, hitting the silver chain with great precision, and the seemingly indestructible chain of laws disintegrated immediately, spreading around while slowly dissipating.

"My lady, please!"

Nuwa had already walked in front of Qinglian at this time, Yang Mei took a step back slightly.

Nuwa's hands were in the seal, and two faint indigo light chains slowly appeared in her hands. Under the guidance of her jade fingers, both of them were entangled in a thread. The pair of light chains were abnormally long and constantly bending. A huge closed loop is formed.

When Empress Nuwa gently raised her hand, the closed loop slowly lay flat, and with her fingertips lightly tapped, it slowly fell onto the green lotus, like a weightless gauze, gently covering the green lotus up, and then slowly submerged into the green lotus at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the surface of the pool, the water surface was as flat as a mirror, with slight ripples. As the green lotus swayed slightly, a faint green glow filled the air. As the water vapor evaporated, the green lotus had turned into a girl in golden clothes.

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful face and delicate features, and her lively eyes seemed to be a little puzzled because she had just woken up, as if she hadn't woken up.

She woke up quickly, her eyes opened wide, and she looked at the silver-haired middle-aged man in front of her without blinking.

After a while, she murmured to herself: "I must miss Father God so much, I dreamed of him again, and I'm still so old, no, no, no, I'll sleep for a while before I talk about it." After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes , to lie down again.

Empress Nuwa shook her head helplessly, stretched out her hand to lift her up, and walked towards the shore. Yang Mei smiled wryly and followed behind.

"what!"

Yang Hui soon realized something was wrong, she seemed to be falling in mid-air, something was wrong, until this time, she didn't notice that someone was lifting her.

"Empress Nuwa, you are here too."

Nuwa put her on the ground, and tapped her forehead lightly, amused and angrily, "I haven't woken up after sleeping for so long, have I?"

Yang Hui smiled sheepishly, and then she couldn't laugh anymore, and turned around with an unbelievable expression on her face, and she saw a silver-haired figure as expected.

"Father God! It's really you!"

Facing Yang Hui who was rushing towards her, Yang Mei caught her with a face full of comfort, and put her down carefully, "Why, so happy to see Father God?"

"Of course I'm happy. You don't know how much Xiao Yang Hui has missed you all these years." Yang Hui whimpered.

Yang Mei laughed loudly, "Okay, don't cry like this, you are a big girl."

"what?"

When Yang Hui heard this, he was surprised immediately, then quickly stood up, cast a light mirror spell, and immediately saw his current image.

The girl looked at herself in the mirror image in front of her, feeling a little dazed and lost, before she said in a daze for a while, "Xiao Yanghui, it's gone."

Yang Mei's face darkened, but she had no choice but to explain to her: "At the beginning you were born early, it was a violation of the number of days, and when you couldn't do it, God the Father restricted your transformation with a certain law. Now the time has come, so naturally you have to withdraw Those restraints restore your true nature."

Yang Hui was confused, "Is that so?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask Uncle Qingye." Yang Mei said angrily.

"Hey, Uncle Fuxi, you're here too." Yang Hui seemed to have only discovered Ye Ang at this time, and immediately greeted Ye Ang obediently.

Ye Ang: "..." Hehe, so what if he grows up, he's not just a brat.

He skillfully tapped Yang Mei's head lightly, which attracted Yang Mei's glaring eyes, but Ye Ang didn't care, "Your father god is right, he has practiced for countless years, and the first thing he did when he came back was Are you happy to see you right away?"

"Happy!" Yang Hui looked happy.

"Are you moved?"

"Impressed!" A very positive answer.

"Then why don't you go talk to your Father God? I haven't seen you for so long. You must have a lot to say. Go ahead and don't bother me."

The young girl Yang Hui happily took Yang Mei to another place.

Seeing Yang Hui walking away, Nu Wa turned her head to look at Ye Ang, and asked, "What's wrong, is there anything wrong?"

Ye Ang frowned slightly, and asked back: "How difficult is it for you to be promoted to God Da Luo?"

"It's hard!"

"Is it dangerous?"

"It feels very dangerous, but—" Nuwa thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "I have a vague feeling that the danger is not as scary as it seems."

"Isn't it that scary?" Ye Ang murmured, "It's worth having fun."

"What's wrong?" Nuwa was a little puzzled.

Ye Ang explained: "When I first came to Daluo Zunshen, there were many disasters along the way. If I was not careful, I would never recover. Every step was trembling, like walking on thin ice, for fear that if I was not careful, I would die. "

"There is nothing false in this crisis, it is all true and true. After passing through this catastrophe, I suddenly feel like I have taken off the shackles. The sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide and the sea is wide and the fish are leaping. Now, you tell me, that Among them, the catastrophe, you don't think it is so terrible."

"Could it be that one of us feels wrong?" Nuwa's face also became serious.

"No." Ye Ang denied, "Even if we felt something was wrong at the time, afterward we were still God of Da Luo, and it was difficult to deceive us."

"Then how could there be such a huge difference?" Nuwa was puzzled, and guessed: "Could it be because you are the first existence in the prehistoric world to become the God of Great Luo?"

"Pangu is still before me." Ye Ang said leisurely.

"Maybe it's because you opened up Daluotian, which saved us latecomers a lot of disasters?" Nuwa continued to speculate.

"Impossible." Ye Ang continued to deny, "I don't deny the importance of Da Luo Tian, ​​but it must also be realized that it only plays an auxiliary role. For a monk, once he embarks on the road to enlighten Da Luo , is the beginning of calamity, Da Luotian can only point in one direction, and cannot help other things."

Nuwa nodded with a vague understanding, and suddenly asked, "Why do you suddenly want to ask this?"

(End of this chapter)