The stars are shining brightly, and the glow is hazy.

Different from the splendid Nuwa Palace on the ground, the style of the Wa Palace where Nuwa lives is quiet and quiet.

There is a small crescent moon hanging in the side hall, exuding a cold and clear moonlight.

A woman who is so beautiful that people dare not give birth to a trace of blasphemy is dressing up in the mirror.

Her body is snake-tailed, her posture is upright, and her every move exudes the rhyme of merit, which is the Holy Mother of the Human Race - Nuwa.

"The Holy Appearance Immortal Crown is desolate?"

Nuwa had a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said to herself:

"No one praised me that much for years."

She leaned closer to look at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but nod:

"It's not an exaggeration, no matter how beautiful people in the world are, aren't they made up according to my appearance?"

Outside the hall, a demon maid appeared, knelt on the ground and said respectfully:

"Niangniang, the Zhun Ti saint asks to see."

When Nuwa heard this name, her original happy mood disappeared.

She put down her comb and sneered:

"Let him in."

"Yes."

It didn't take long for a wealthy Taoist to come to the side hall.

He made a joke and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, you broke the agreement."

Nuwa didn't reply:

"What agreement?"

"On that day in Zixiao Palace, when Senior Brother Sanqing signed the Divine List, we agreed with Dao Ancestor not to interfere with the Mandate of Heaven."

"Oh?" Nuwa played with Xiao Ding on the table, and said, "Who is interfering with the Mandate of Heaven?" ”

Zhun Ti squinted his eyes and avoided this question, "The catastrophe is brewing, the Shang Dynasty is exhausted, the Zhou Dynasty is standing, and the Taoist friends are singing at this juncture, and they are going to give the Zhenguo Shending, I don't know what the intention is?" ”

"Of course, it's in response to the children's filial piety," Nuwa turned around, staring at Zhun Ti with her eyes flowing through the galaxy, and said softly: "Besides, the catastrophe is coming, the heavens are disordered, the red dust in the world is at its peak, and even Dao Ancestor can't calculate the future direction, who told you that the Shang Dynasty is exhausted?" ”

She tilted her head slightly, her snake body stood upright and looked down at Zhun Ti, and her tone became extremely cold:

"It's just that you evolved the Great Tribulation on your own for the sake of profit, and you want to replace the real Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth with the Great Tribulation you created."

The terrifying majesty reverberated around Nuwa, and all kinds of sounds sounded in the air, such as babies laughing, men singing, dancing queens rattling, and ten thousand demons roaring......

She stared at Zhun Ti condescendingly, with anger hidden between her eyebrows:

"The method is good, but if you want to start your catastrophe in the palace of this seat in the world, I'm afraid I haven't forgotten who this seat is."

"If it weren't for the sudden awakening of the Shang Dynasty Dazhu, who was counterattacked by the Heavenly Dao, wouldn't this seat have gone along with your wishes to destroy the Shang Dynasty now?"

"This seat is a clay man, but this seat itself is not a clay kneader."

The dark purple eyes cast an overwhelming sense of oppression, which made Zhun Ti grit his teeth, but he didn't dare to move.

The three realms of heaven, earth and man have shaped thousands of worlds, and Nuwa, as the supreme humane, as long as she does not die, the catastrophe of heaven and earth will not be able to fall to her holy position, and her strength can be imagined.

He stubbornly arched his hand and said:

"Fellow Daoist, if you intervene again and cause a real catastrophe, not to mention the Shang Dynasty, when the time comes, all races will wither, and even the human and demon races created by you will not escape annihilation!"

The side hall was quiet.

Nuwa fell silent when she heard these words.

There is a good chance that what Zhun Ti said is true.

The heavens were disordered, and no one could deduce what the real catastrophe was, but the saint could feel that there was an endless brew of death in heaven and earth.

This is the greatest catastrophe since the Pangu God opened the world, and the saint should not want to escape a single speck of dust.

Nuwa sat down slowly, and her tone was much calmer:

"The emperor and the great wish celebrate their birthday together, this is the greatest sincerity of the human race, the song will still go, since you can evolve the catastrophe, presumably a Ding that suppresses luck will not affect anything, it is just a little reward for the filial piety of the children."

She turned around and continued to dress up, there was no joy in her heart, and said coldly:

"Is there anything else to do?"

"To start the catastrophe, you need the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, and please don't interfere with it."

“……”

Seeing that Nuwa did not refuse, Zhun Ti breathed a sigh of relief and disappeared into the hall.

…

Morning song.

In the ancestral temple, Bai Yao and Di Xin sat cross-legged facing the tablets of their ancestors and ancestors, closing their eyes and concentrating.

The news of Dazhu's awakening had spread throughout the court, and Emperor Xin also sent people to all parts of the territory to spread the news to the people of the world.

This is a major event, which represents the self-defeating rumor that the royal family was abandoned by the ancestors after the Great Zhu fell asleep, and it represents that the Shang Dynasty can hear the voices from the ancestors and the gods again.

As long as Emperor Xin seized the opportunity to promote the legitimacy of the Great Shang, he could deter the princes who were about to move.

But now he has a problem in front of him:

How to get along with Dazhu?

Quietly glancing at Bai Yao, he swallowed.

Not to mention the identity of Da Zhu, Zi Yao itself is a royal family, and it is also the descendant of Da Zhu, the world-famous Da Zhu and the god of war Zique during the Wuding period, and they are now more than 100 years old.

He has taken charge of everything from the day he sat on the throne, and now he has to divide the power of sacrifice......

And this kind of good thing?

Di Xin was fed up with divination, and he couldn't hear the voice of his ancestors, and he was acting like it every time.

Now that Da Zhu has woken up, he can finally hand over these to him......

At this time, Bai Yao opened his eyes, nodded reverently to the previous kings, and said:

"I see."

Dixin's eyes widened.

What do you know?

Is it so simple to communicate with the ancestors?

Don't sacrifice hundreds of prisoners of war to burn turtle shells or something?

Bai Yao looked at Di Xin, "The ancestors said that there are indeed demons who are haunting. ”

Di Xin frowned, "Who?" ”

Bai Yao clasped his hands on his sleeves, "The fortunes of the country are exhausted, and only some vague information can be known, and the demons have to find out in the court and the royal family to calm the anger of the ancestors." ”

"Someone has been sent to investigate."

Di Xin was very angry that he had fallen for witchcraft, and the Shang people paid the most attention to sacrifices, except for their own gods, they only respected Nuwa Niangniang.

The object of the desecration sacrifice, not to mention the people of the Great Shang, the royal family will not let him go.

Originally, the external environment was not good, and if there were problems within the royal family, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"There are people who have been killed by witchcraft and are ashamed of their ancestors, and they must cultivate themselves in the future, and capture more slaves to sacrifice to their ancestors."

"Uh...... It doesn't have to be that way. ”

Bai Yao didn't follow the rhythm of God Xin's thinking, and thought that someone could actually associate self-cultivation with human sacrifice.

Di Xin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly said:

"Do you also think that it is not good to sacrifice slaves, and that a group of lowly ancestors will be happy to see it? How good it would be to pull it to fill the army or repair the city. According to what Gu saw, if you want to sacrifice, you can find a few royal families to sacrifice, or those princes, whose status is noble, the ancestors will definitely be satisfied! ”

Bai Yao didn't interrupt Di Xin's speech, and looked at him quietly, seriously feeling the difference between the two people's three views.

"Then next time I'll ask the ancestors what they want."

He replied.

This big wish is quite easy to get along with, Di Xin nodded with satisfaction.

After a moment of silence, he added:

"Nuwa Niangniang is going to come to the court, the details of the celebration have been prepared by Uncle Wang and the prime minister, but the people who participated in the celebration have not been decided, Dazhu also knows that this kind of thing to welcome the gods has never happened, and I hope that Dazhu will ask the ancestors, what identity is it appropriate for people to participate?"

Hearing this, Baiyao closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, and began to "communicate with the ancestors".

After about a quarter of an hour, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to the ancestral tablets again, and said:

"I see."

You know again?

Di Xin looked at the white medicine, and then at the ancestors and ancestors, not knowing how to express the complex emotions in his heart.

If only governing the country were that simple.

Baiyao said loudly:

"Niangniang's oracle is to celebrate with the people of the Great Shang, so you don't have to worry about identity, but the ancestors said that some people must come to participate."

"Which ones?"

"Jizhou Hou Suhu's family, Chentangguan's chief soldier Li Jing's family, Sanshanguan's chief soldier Deng Jiugong's family......"

After saying a string of names one after another, Bai Yao paused and said seriously:

"There is also a military general named Kong Xuan, if he is not in Sanshan Pass, please be sure to find him."