"Now that Nuwa has led the Yin Soldiers and Ghost Army, she has attacked the Immortal Realm and wants to regain the position of the Emperor of Heaven, don't you really want to know?" Chu Wangxian stared at him and continued in a seductive tone.

"Not interested!"

The rickety old man continued to concentrate on the clay figurine, without even blinking an eye.

But Chu Wangxian noticed that the old man's body trembled slightly.

Zhang Qiudao on the side listened even more like falling into the clouds, completely confused, but he didn't dare to ask questions in front of this old man.

He only vaguely felt that this old man had something to do with Nuwa. Because in Chu Wangxian's few words, Nuwa was mentioned, and making people out of mud also has something to do with Nuwa.

Seeing that the old man didn't enter, Chu Wangxian glanced around, stood up and walked to the side casually, and the old man didn't interfere, letting Chu Wangxian wander around.

Click!

Chu Wangxian touched the space on his right hand, and a simple mud house appeared, the house was mottled with mud prints, crumbling, and felt like it had been ten thousand years.

"Interesting!"

With a whoosh, the door shaft turned.

Chu Wangxian's right hand gently pushed the door open, and there was a universe in the door, like a small world.

Behind the door is a rushing river, the river is churning and flowing, I don't know how many miles, there is a cold ice wooden boat on the surface of the river, drifting with the waves.

Chu Wangxian's eyes shrank, and he saw a woman on the boat, who had been seen from a distance, this woman was lying quietly on the bed, her face was bloodless, but her side face was beautiful.

On the river, a boat, a woman.

Composed of a strange picture.

"Get out!"

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion came, the stars hung upside down, and the heavens and the earth collapsed, and the strength of this coercion was comparable to that of the Emperor of Heaven. Chu Wangxian and Zhang Qiudao fell into the whirlpool, and their bodies were pulled and thrown out.

", Flint, this is not the place for you. The old man had already stood up, and his bones exploded and scolded, obviously very angry.

Chu Wangxian patted the dirt on his body, didn't care, and said:

"You are here every day pinching clay figurines, and you are really ready to do this until you die? But even if you can make clay to create a man, you can't transform the dead into life, you don't have a soul, and even if you revive her, she will only be a walking corpse. ”

"Get out!"

In the old man's rage, he drank again.

The clay figures he placed around him seemed to come to life in an instant, looking at Chu Wangxian with a fierce look, and pressed with a terrifying aura.

Chu Wangxian smiled faintly, didn't care about the threat, and said: "You take my yellow ground to pinch the clay figure, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and you actually grinned at me." Let's get down to business. ”

"I, Feng Bingyi, am no longer contaminated with the things of the world, there is nothing serious to do, and there is nothing to talk about. The old man called himself Feng Bingyi, and directly rejected Chu Wangxian, and pointed unceremoniously with a pair of dry hands.

"Really?" Chu Wangxian raised his eyebrows, "I don't even need a way to resurrect Concubine Mi." ”

"Get out! I swore that I would never get involved in the world again, and you don't want to lie to me. ”

With a wave of his right hand, a terrifying storm was lifted, and the mountains and rocks rolled and smashed directly, and Chu Wangxian and Zhang Qiudao were driven out.

The black fog was rolling in front of them, and they were back to square one.

Zhang Qiudao reached out with his right hand, and immediately felt a push in his palm, like a big wave pushing it.

"Master, who is that old man? You said Concubine Mi, I remember that this name was mentioned in Chu Ci, it should be Luoshen, the god of Luoshui. Zhang Qiudao asked suspiciously.

"The old man is an infatuator, but he's crazy and stupid. Chu Wangxian shook his head and sighed, "Do you know that Nuwa was murdered?" ”

Was Nuwa murdered? Zhang Qiudao was shocked, his eyes blinked violently, and he looked at Chu Wangxian blankly, which was simply incredible.

"This old man is one of the masterminds. ”

Chu Wangxian couldn't help but shake his head, and this next sentence made Zhang Qiudao even more frightened.

At that time, the five tribes of the Wind Clan competed for the position of Emperor of Heaven. In addition to Fuxi, Nuwa, Dijun, Yinhu, and Shiyi.

The five tribes are also fighting with each other.

This old man is the first day of Fu Xi's stroke, Feng Bingyi, who is recognized as the person who can inherit Fu Xi's position, and even Fu Xi is full of praise for him.

In the history books, he was given another doppelganger, the god of the Yellow River, also known as Hebo.

Then comes the cliché plot, Feng Bingyi falls in love with someone he shouldn't fall in love with.

Nuwa's daughter, Concubine Mi.

In the history books and legends, Concubine Feng Mi was given the identity of Luoshen.

Most of the stories in historical books and legends are fabricated by borrowing the names of the ancients. Just like Pangu, who was originally a member of the giant clan, he became a person who opened the world. Even Li Er, the official of the library of the Zhou Dynasty, turned out to be the parent of heaven and earth.

Feng Bingyi and Feng Mi Concubine, the names handed down in ancient times, were also given new meanings by literati and ink writers.

The truth of those days has long been covered up.

In the context of the five factions of the Wind Clan fighting for the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, the two tribes of Fuxi and Nuwa fought, and Feng Bingyi and Concubine Feng Mi were destined to have no good results.

In the end, Concubine Feng Mi was killed by Nuwa, and Feng Bingyi was used by Fuxi to swear revenge, and then there was a story of the sky falling apart.

Nuwa was killed, Feng Bingyi finally got what he wanted, but he also saw through the darkness of the immortals, he took the body of Concubine Feng Mi and lived in seclusion here, never taking a step for ten thousand years.

10,000 years.

Feng Bingyi pinched the earth in a vain attempt to resurrect Concubine Feng Mi, day after day, he actually realized the way of life and death, even Chu Wangxian also sighed slightly when he saw it, so if there are ten thousand years, maybe Feng Bingyi can break through the supreme with this method.

"Master, let's come for nothing. Zhang Qiudao was annoyed.

"It's not for nothing!" Chu Wangxian flipped his right hand, and there was a ball of loess in his hand, which was clearly the loess of the old man pinching the clay man.

"Master, you stole it?"

Zhang Qiudao opened his eyes in surprise.

"Ah!" Zhang Qiudao's head was knocked hard and he screamed.

"This is originally mine, how can I say stealing, this is the return of things to their original owners. ”

Chu Wangxian grasped the loess, which is part of the essence of the loess, with this thing, the ancestral tree of ten thousand trees he owns will grow even more terrifying.

"Master, then let's go quickly, if the old man finds out, it will definitely be troublesome. Zhang Qiudao plucked his head and persuaded.

"It's so easy to go!" Chu Wangxian looked up at the sky.

Knock knock!

The war drums sounded again, and the Yellow Emperor and the Nine Emperors had already waited for the rabbit to be ready to go.

"Look, the Flint is out!"

Unexpectedly, this Feng Sui man actually went into the mud man ridge and came out alive, and the monster actually let him go. The first Yellow Emperor Ji said dryly in his throat.

The monsters of Mud Man Ridge, but even Ji Xuanyuan had warned them. It is said that this monster can take away the soul, so it must not be approached.

But the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan did not completely tell the truth, Feng Bingyi made people from the soil, and the soul of this clay man could not be created out of nothing, and it was also refined with the soul of the clay man who strayed into the clay man ridge.

"This time, it is absolutely difficult for the flint to fly. The first generation of the Yellow Emperor Ji Qiqi glanced around, the Yellow Emperor had a ghost army, and he had already laid an ambush on ten sides, and Chu Wangxian wanted to flee again.