The good corpse followed Nuwa and stayed.

Nuwa is a very kind deity, and she also has a lot of talent in the way of creation. Although she was worried about where her path to sanctification was, she did not leave the good corpse behind.

Especially when she found out that the other party was living a lonely life.

The life of the demon clan is long, and with the increase of cultivation, it is even more extraordinary, even if Meng Ji is only a relatively weak family among the many demon clans, but opening the spiritual wisdom and not opening the spiritual wisdom are completely different things.

Therefore, in Nuwa's opinion, this little demon is still a cub even if he may have lived for hundreds of years.

Cubs need to be taken care of, not to mention that the other party is an extremely well-behaved cub who never adds trouble to himself.

"What's your name?" It was another hundred years after the retreat came out again, she looked at the other party sitting obediently by the lake, a pool of clear water like the most transparent jade, he sat in the middle of the grass and trees by the water, and beside him were the appearance of a small Meng Ji made of Lan Hui, the deep and light green flowed on the tips of the other party's small soft white and tender fingers, as if he could touch life and cheer.

"My name is Kanzen." The good corpse smiled gently, he made up a small Meng Ji, and then made up a trick, and then the small creation in the child's hand came alive, although it would only simply turn his heels, squat, and turn in circles in place, but the good corpse still felt very happy, he caressed the piles of green things around him lovingly, raised his head and gave Nuwa an extremely pure smile.

"What are they?" When Nuwa saw the group of small things made of Lan Hui, she recognized them as large and small Meng Ji.

"He's Ah Da, she's Xiao Lu, he's Ah Qing, she's Cao'er......" Seeing the good ones one by one, she looked at Nuwa with a little sad red eyes, "They are all my former race, but I don't know much about the way of creation, so I can only do this, they are made up by me every morning, and they will lose their spirituality and turn into ashes at dusk, Nuwa Niangniang, your cultivation is so high, can you think of a way to let them live a little longer?" ”

“…… Or can you look for other materials? Seeing the little cub's red eyes, Nuwa suddenly realized what she had neglected, she and her brother were born and raised by heaven and earth, and they were born with compatriots, and the cub in front of her was an orphan of the clan saved by his sudden kindness, he was just a cub in the group, and suddenly lost his shelter, but here the brother retreated, and he also retreated, what kind of loneliness should the other party be?

"Other materials?" Seeing goodness, he tilted his head in confusion.

#对着徒弟卖萌真的好么#

#八一八那些年掉节操的师傅#

#为了启发女娲造人, Daozu is also quite hard#

"Like carving from trees?" If Nuwa was in the future life, she would know that there is an action called tilting her head to kill, but at this moment, she only felt that the cub's eyes in front of her were as warm as a pool of clear water, and her white and tender cheeks made her can't help but reach out and want to go over and pinch it, but the inexplicable stunned heart made her stop.

#那一年, I almost ate the master's tender tofu#

#论欺师灭祖的可能性#

#师傅也有萌萌哒的黑历史, it's a pity that I didn't know about # back then#

Just do it, Nuwa really found a piece of spiritual wood, and used spiritual power to carve a fat Meng Ji

The first time she started was not familiar, but Nuwa was self-taught, and as more and more Meng Ji took shape in her hands, one by one was either powerful and tall, or menacing, or naïve...... In the end, even if the carved Meng Ji was not lifelike enough but was already quite spiritual, Nuwa originally saw that he had drafted a magic formula, and her heart was inspired.

"In this way, I will also be a companion for you." Nuwa couldn't help but smile when she saw the surprise in her eyes.

"Thank you, mother." Seeing goodness is like the cub who meets the treasure and circles this one Meng Ji beside him, looks at it with his hands on his cheeks with a smile, and turns his head and smiles at Nuwa.

Nuwa's heart became softer and softer when she saw him like this, and she only thought that if she really became a saint in the future, she would take him by her side and be a disciple, but when she thought that after becoming a saint, she would not take advantage of cause and effect, and she would not die or die, but her brother's fate did not know where, and a faint layer of sorrow was hung between her eyebrows.

She was also beautiful, but at this time she was sitting by the water with a frown, and the swimming fish at the bottom of the water were also sad for her, and they all sank to the surface of the water and couldn't bear to look at it again.

"Are you hungry?" Nuwa's contemplation lasted for a day, and it wasn't until Jin Wuxi fell that she came back to her senses and looked at the boy beside her who didn't say a word and smiled slightly.

"I don't have to eat now, I just meditate and practice every day." Jianshan smiled, and there was indescribable excitement in his tone, "Niangniang, look, they are all still alive." ”

"In that case, you can try this wood carving in the future." Seeing his innocent smile, Nuwa felt pity in her heart, and thought for a moment that if she and her brother could have children, it would probably be like this, so she immediately waved her hand and dropped a large piece of fine spiritual wood to him.

However, Nuwa was optimistic after all, the creation of the wood carving only lived for only three days before turning into dust, she saw the little boy only mournfully guarding the pile of dust and quietly weeping, only felt her heart tremble, but the latter smiled and said to her: "It's already better than Lan Hui, at least three days." ”

In this way, Nuwa couldn't let go, and followed the two of them to start experimenting with the surrounding materials.

"If they had lived to this day, they would have been transformed." From Lan Hui to Lingmu to the fine gold stone, the time of existence is also more and more extended, and Nuwa has experienced her own Tao more and more profoundly, this day when she heard Jianshan sighed, her heart moved, and the jade carving in her hand also gave birth to her own appearance and stood up with her hands and feet, but what surprised her was that no matter how she changed the material, she could not make the creation come alive as before, even for a moment.

After another hundred years, it was time for Fuxi to come out.

As the first otaku in the wilderness, Fuxi has a transparent temperament, and he is increasingly sophisticated in the way of divination, he is also a very good-tempered creature, for the demon clan encountered on the road, if there is a difficulty, he often helps, only Nuwa is his weakness, and now he sees his sister frowning, and immediately stepped forward to hold the other party's hand and said: "What happened?" ”

"Brother." None of the creatures who can cultivate to this level are weak, and Nuwa is no exception, but in the face of her brother, she naturally reveals the coquettishness of a little daughter.

Fu Xi was born with the art of Tongtianyan, and he never regretted giving the futon to his sister in Zixiao Palace before, even if he knew that he could not become an immortal and immortal, immortal and immortal saint, he was destined to crawl and roll in thousands of causes and effects, and he did not regret it for a moment, probably the only regret was that he could no longer be by the other party's side after many years, after all, no matter how long the life that awaited them, it would only fall one day.

So, what about his wife, his sister, the existence that he has put on the tip of his heart since childhood?

It has been a time since the Dao Ancestor joined the Dao, and he has been constantly deducing in retreat, wanting to spy on the direction of fate and make the most reasonable arrangements.

However, the long river of fate is unpredictable, and all living beings in it cannot perceive it, unless there is a chance for life to snoop on when it is separated from the long river of fate.

And at that moment, either he became a saint and became transcendent from now on, or he reached the end of his life, and heaven and man declined.

And Fu Xi could only regret to find that he probably didn't have such an opportunity.

He is good at divination, and he knows that he and his sister are deeply involved, and they can't deduce each other's fate, but he suddenly realized that his sister had a great opportunity, so he hurried out.

As soon as I came out, I realized that my sister had an extra child by her side.

The child's height was no more than his waist, with a ponytail tied and a snow-white robe, and he knelt quietly beside Nuwa, surrounded by some small creations, with a gentle and peaceful expression.

At this moment, Fu Xi suddenly remembered many times ago, he took his sister to travel through the wilderness, and they met a heavy snow in the Beihai in the far north, and the snowflakes fell on the dark blue ice, silent, pure and cold, and the endless white ice fields and the lead-clouded sky were all in sight, which was an extreme purity and tolerance, which amazed them.

And now in this little child, he seems to see the endless snowfield, so pure and pure.

"Brother, his name is Jianshan, and he is the child I saved." Nuwa was obviously very happy to see Fu Xi, they sat down side by side, Nuwa 1510 told all the things that happened after she picked up Jianshan, "Jianshan is very lonely in the day, I see that he is very talented in the way of creation, but unfortunately he only lived one day with the creation made of Lan Hui, so I thought of using other methods for him to replace, but when I wanted to follow the appearance of the transformation, I couldn't let them come back to life anyway." ”

"It's because of the material." Fu Xi frowned and thought about it, he didn't blame his sister for taking in a child without his permission, and even wasting his cultivation time with this child, but seriously participated in this game.

#论洪荒之中第一妹控#

#宠爱妹妹的日常#

#养一个妹妹养大了娶了她, don't worry about the good cabbage being arched anymore#

Compared to Nuwa's whimsical attempts, Fu Xi is obviously a typical engineering man, he divided the materials of the experiment into an experimental group and a control group without a teacher, and learned to control the variables to make records, although there is no writing in the wilderness at this moment, but they are used to recording directly with the magic tricks, and in fact, according to their current memory, it is not superfluous to record without recording, because their powerful spirits allow them to record everything like the cameras of later generations. 166 Reading Network