Xiaowa stared blankly, hesitated for a long time before tentatively asking Muyang: "Goddess Muyang, we have walked for so long, this mountain is really too high." Is this your palace? Legend has it that the immortals in the fairy mountain are all flying through the clouds, is this the world or the fairy world?"

Mu Yang gently turned a round disc sculpture like the sun in front of the palace, and turned his head to Xiaowa and smiled: "Well, this is neither the human world nor the fairy world. This is my temple of the sun, and it's just me and my eight sons, and my husband. ”

Xiaowa let out another "ah?", and opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Although she felt that her head was dizzy, she still remembered very well what Duckweed had said about Xi and the goddess before.

Xiaowa remembered that Xuanniao said that Xihe was a goddess in ancient times, born outside the East China Sea, in the abyss of sweet water. At the beginning, Xihe was the wife of Emperor Jun, and she and Jun had ten sons together.

As a descendant of the god of the sun, nature is born with the scorching sun. At that time, the ten sons were empty, and their lives were devastated. There is a great hero in the world, called a descendant. The descendants could not bear the suffering of the people, so they did the right thing for heaven and shot her nine sons.

Later, in the melee between the gods, Xihe's husband also died in that melee. She was disheartened, and in order not to recall the past, she told the gods that she would go to a place where the sun could not be seen, and from then on she would never be the god of the sun again.

Now, Xihe, Muyang's husband and son, shouldn't they have died long ago?

Mu Yang saw Xiaowa's expression, smiled, probably guessed Xiaowa's thoughts, and said with a smile and a light tone: "In your opinion, my sons and my husband are no longer alive, but here with me, they will always be there." In fact, in God's world, there is no such thing as death and life. Life is death, and death is life. ”

Xiaowa doesn't understand much, what life is death, and death is life. Isn't death death, and what life is there when death?

When the little baby was thinking, he only heard the sound of something turning, and the huge and elegant palace he had just seen was obviously hanging in the air, but it was slowly sinking down at this time, Mu Yang saw that the little baby didn't understand much, so he didn't explain anymore, and said to the little baby with a smile: "Let's go." If you don't understand it, few mortals can truly understand these truths. ”

"Hey?" Xiaowa was very surprised, but her feet had already stepped on the unreal jade steps, and she still couldn't help but be curious and said: "Goddess Muyang, this palace is so magical, I thought you would fly up with me." ”

Mu Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Fly up?" But I can't fly." ”

"But aren't you a powerful god? The legendary gods are omnipotent, even those fairies and demons will soar through the clouds, you have lived for so long, how can you not even fly?"

Mu Yang patiently explained while leading the little baby through the long jade steps: "The gods are not as noble and magical as you think, I just have some special abilities in some aspects. I can't fly the clouds, but I can destroy the world, so in human legends, the gods are portrayed as omnipotent. ”

As she spoke, Xiaowa had already followed Muyang into her palace. Inside is clearly shaking, there are bright ornaments like gold everywhere, at a glance, the little baby feels very dazzling.

There was some heat, and a dense layer of sweat was on her forehead.

Maybe I'm tired from walking so far in the mountains. Xiaowa thought so.

Muyang asked Xiaowa to stop in front of the door, first took a white coat of unknown material from a carved hanger, and said to Xiaowa: "Come, put it on." ”

Xiaowa was a little surprised and said, "It's already very warm here, why do you still wear this?"

Mu Yang smiled and draped the big coat on the little baby's body and said, "It's very warm here, but it may be too warm for you." This piece is not for warmth, but for cooling. ”

"Cool down?" Xiaowa was even more surprised, but then she felt that the beads of sweat on her body were no longer so eager to come out, and her originally hot skin was now cold.

Muyang took the little baby into her palace, and in the palace, the bright things emitted a yellow golden light, and it looked a little weird.

Muyang saw that the little baby was stunned, didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, and said to himself: "I like golden yellow very much, so the things that my husband gave me back then, including these artifacts, are all golden." You may find it a little dazzling, but you will get used to it for a while. Also, the sun's rays are too dazzling, so there is only one sun in the world. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Yang's face showed a sad expression. Xiaowa also felt a little sad, if it was herself, eight of her nine sons were killed, she must be sad, and she wanted to kill the person who killed her son.

Muyang sighed, as if he had seen through the thoughts in Xiaowa's heart, but he still had a gentle smile on his face, and said gently: "I have no way to kill the people who killed my son and my husband, because I am a god, a god on high, in the face of hatred, in the face of sorrow, I can only endure it, and when I can't bear it, I can only flee." ”

Her eyes were far away, and she continued with envy, "I admire the God of Wind and the God of Medicine, and they have the courage to resist the Heavenly Dao, but I don't, I can only live here, and occasionally invite a few little girls who are destined to be in the world to accompany me to say a few words. ”

"The god of wind and the god of medicine?" Xiaowa suddenly seemed to be knocked by something in her head, no longer chaotic, she was much more sober, she said, "Goddess Muyang, are you talking about Sister Duckweed and Baizhu?"

Mu Yang smiled: "Duckweed, Baizhu, it should be called this name, it is the dying breath outside, it is the God of Medicine, and the one who is looking for me everywhere, and now half of the mana is the Wind God." ”

"It turns out that my sister and Baizhu are really ancient gods. Xiaowa sighed, and then, she quickly remembered the true purpose of the dying Baizhu had made this trip, and hurriedly said to Muyang, "Goddess Muyang, since you are also an ancient god, can you find a way to save General Bai, apart from you, sister, they can't think of any other way." If it drags on like this, maybe General Bai will die. ”

"You asked me to save the medicine god? He himself is the elixir that heals all things in this world, but now he can't even save himself, it can be seen that this heavenly way is really boring. ”