Thinking of the tremendous impact of these three tribulations, Nuwa couldn't help but feel pain, and she sighed intermittently weakly, "I was wrong...... How can I ...... Committing such a big mistake......"

In order to make up for these three big mistakes, she spent the rest of her life constantly thinking.

Until a head of black hair turns into green silk, and then becomes transparent.

Her body became more and more transparent.

However, she finally thought of a way to make up for these three mistakes and save the people!

So, I saw a sudden smile on the corner of her mouth, and muttered: "There is another way, as long as it ....... I'm even ...... Three-moment ...... Don't want to linger, ...... It's going to work!"

Yes, in order to save the common people and make up for her mistakes, she simply had to spare her breath for a moment!

As soon as she thought of this, she suddenly opened her mouth and spit out three dazzling lights!

And these three rays of light are three incomparably bright stars!

It is also the three breaths that Nuwa spits out for the rest of her life!

For the sake of the world, she really worked hard for the rest of her life!

These three stars are all extremely bright, and one of them is fiery red and very dazzling. The other two are also brilliant, but one of them faintly exudes a layer of clouds, which is very unique! The last one is also too reckless, and there is a whirlwind and a circle of stars!

It's just that compared to the fiery star, the other two stars are extremely close, like two friends.

Nuwa looked at the three stars, her eyes full of relief.

Although at this moment, her body is close to transparent, and it is like a mirror about to break, and her body is full of cracks.

Although she was about to disappear, Nuwa still mustered up the last bit of strength, and said intermittently, full of weakness: "Wuxing, Yunxing, Fengxing, you....... It's my last ...... Three breaths, so ....... After you come to the world...... will all have the same qualifications for martial arts training......"

By the time she said this, the lower half of her body had been shattered.

But she was especially self-aware, and continued: "Hope...... You guys...... With my hope....... Save ......"

"Before Nuwa finished speaking, she turned into a little light and returned to the void......

When he said this, the monk showed sadness in his eyes and fell silent.

Xiao Sanxiao, who was sitting on the neck of the dragon turtle not far away, also dispersed his smile and replaced it with a silent face.

Nie Feng also lowered his gaze and looked downcast.

He never knew that there was such a legend in Kyushu.

When everyone was silent, the monk suddenly whispered a Buddha name.

"Amitabha...... Huo Jingjue, do you remember the last time the monk and you met?"

Bu Jingyun frowned slightly, his face was cold, and said, "Eleven years ago!"

The monk nodded lightly and said, "Eleven years ago, the unknown sent you, and the monk once asked him, why didn't he accept him as an apprentice to inherit the mantle, guess...... What did he say?"

Bu Jingyun frowned when he heard this, and asked with a hint of surprise in his tone: "Is he nameless?"

After seeing that Bu Jingyun had no intention of conjecture, the monk bowed his head and said: "He is indeed a myth of the rivers and lakes!"

After the words fell, he said: "He told the monk that he really wants to accept you as an apprentice, because your qualifications are unique through the ages, but he can't accept you as an apprentice, because your heart has long been in darkness, and no one in the world can save you except yourself, including his myth!"

Bu Jingyun didn't speak, but his brows deepened.

The monk shook his head lightly and said, "I still remember that eleven years ago, the monk asked you if you would like to drink Meng Po soup, but you refused on the spot after hearing this!

As he said this, he suddenly looked up and looked directly at Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun also looked at him directly, and then shook his head with a cold face and refused, "Don't drink!"

The monk seemed to have known the answer, and his face did not change, but a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

This Meng Po soup was created by his master monk Huang, drinking one bowl can make people forget all the things that happened in a year, and drinking two bowls can forget the experience of this life!

When Bu Jingyun was young, he pitied Bu Jingyun for being full of resentment when he was a teenager, and even fell into darkness, so he wanted to borrow Meng Po soup to make Bu Jingyun forget his hatred when he was a teenager, but Bu Jingyun refused.

So much so that now, Bu Jingyun has even plunged his heart into darkness, and the whole person is like a piece of ice for thousands of years, so that everyone is prevented from approaching.

As soon as he thought of this, the monk sighed.

At this time, Bu Jingyun said coldly: "I have been called Bu Jingyun for eleven years, but the real name in my heart is still ......."

When he said this, he suddenly paused, and then said with a cold face: "Huo Jingjue!"

Then he said in a deep voice with a cold face: "I will definitely avenge my father-in-law's revenge! Even if he has become a zombie!"

As soon as his words fell, the monk sighed sadly.

On the contrary, he had been sitting on the neck of the dragon turtle, and Xiao Sanxiao, who had never spoken a word, suddenly said at this time: "You kill me, I will kill him, when will the grievances end?"

Bu Jingyun sneered when he heard this, and said: "It is my life's wish to kill the male tyrant, if the descendants of the male tyrant seek revenge because of my killing of the male tyrant, I have no regrets even if I die!"

Nie Feng on the side was already stunned, whether it was the magic of Meng Po Tang or the adventure of the young man, he was dumbfounded.

However, what shocked him the most was Bu Jingyun's words.

He has been friends with Bu Jingyun for eleven years, and he has never seen him say so much at once!

And just when he thought of this, the monk said softly: "You have the same martial arts qualifications as Guan Yu, the martial saint of the Three Kingdoms, how can you waste it?

When Nie Feng heard this, he arched his hand and said, "But according to the master's orders, Nie Feng ...... It's incumbent on you!"

But Bu Jingyun still had a cold face, as if he hadn't heard the appropriate words.

Seeing this, the monk said to Bu Jingyun: "Huo Jingjue, your father-in-law Huo Butian used to be famous in the world in the name of benevolence and righteousness, if you live to this moment and encounter the current calamity, you will definitely use the power of Huo Jiazhuang to survive the calamity for the common people in the world, you are his righteous son, how can you stand by and watch? Are you willing to live up to your father-in-law's wishes, or inherit his last wishes, it is completely in your thoughts!"

Bu Jingyun suddenly frowned and was silent.

After a long time, he said coldly, "What should I do?"

When the monk heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he didn't know what he thought of, this smile instantly dissipated, and he sighed: "The qualifications of the two of you are rare in the world, if these eleven years have not been wasted by that hero, you will definitely be able to take charge of yourself at this time!"

When he said this, he suddenly seemed to point and said: "However, there is a strange person above Kyushu, as long as the two of you can learn from him, you will definitely live up to your qualifications, and it won't take long for you to have the power to save Shenzhou!"

As soon as the words fell, he looked at the dragon turtle who had been sitting on the neck of the dragon turtle, but smiled without saying a word.

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