Chapter 220, Chen

Hearing that Nuwa Niangniang said that there was going to be an empress in the world, everyone was shocked. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info several immortals know that since ancient times, there has never been an empress!

It's not that they despise women's rights, it's that all dynasties and dynasties have respected men, so they think that emperors will only be men, and they never thought that there would be any empresses.

If others say this, everyone will only take it as a joke, but now that this is from the mouth of Nuwa Niangniang, there must be no mistake.

Only, who will this empress be?

Among all the people, the fire god Zhu Rong is the least concerned about what empress is not the empress, he only cares about the god king who rules the Three Realms.

Yang Qi naturally knew that the white son on the Tianyuan seat was ordered by himself. But he didn't fully believe the empress that Nuwa Niangniang said. In his opinion, when he first ordered that white child, he was just a little scholar with no magic power, how big can he do at will?

Purple Void Yuanjun Mrs. Wei, Immortal Shi Changsheng, Mr. Deng, Xiao Zhenren, Qin Xiang Fan Ju and several others were solemn and silent. The Nuwa Niangniang sighed lightly:

"The matter has come to this, and we should not act rashly and rashly, in order to violate the mandate of heaven. Everything has a fixed number, and you can't force it. ”

The fire god Zhu Rong laughed and said:

"What Nuwa sister said is that the fairy syrup in the Jasper Palace is high, and it doesn't matter who is the king in the world?

However, Mr. Deng of the Lingyuan Cave stood up and arched his hand and said:

"Today's Tang King is diligent and loves the people, people-oriented, and it is a blessing for all the people to have such a benevolent monarch to help the world. If it is decided today, the people have not lived a few days of peace, and they will change the sky to change the empress, and it is difficult to ensure that there is no chaos in the world. ”

The immortals nodded yes, Nuwa Niangniang was the ancestor of living beings, and she naturally thought of the common people, and she also knew that the Tang King was kind-hearted, and after ascending the throne, she was benevolent and benevolent, so she had compassion.

That person's ancestral mother, Lan Xinhui, is so smart. She raised her slender hand, pinched her fingers, frowned slightly, and said:

"It's hard to fathom the heavens. If I forcibly participate in enlightenment, I am afraid that it will damage the Dao Yuan, or for the sake of the common people in the world, I will offend Tianwei once. ”

Mr. Deng hurriedly said:

"Nuwa Niangniang's golden body, how can it be easily damaged? It's better to let Xiaosheng try it, I also know a little bit about divination, see if I can figure out who the empress is!"

After speaking, he was resolute, and with a wave of his hand, several green roots and grasses floated in front of him. The gentleman was scattered, his starry eyes flashed, his right hand turned into a sword point, and shouted:

"Yuan Henry Zhen, repentance is stingy;

But those green grass just moved along the traces of the sky, and then began to gradually wither and yellow, but I was afraid that before the hexagram was completed, it would turn into ashes and leave. Mr. Deng was ruthless, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed the essence blood on the grass, which stopped the grass from withering and burning.

The grass is slight, and the sky is unpredictable, but the seemingly slight grass moves very slowly and is very difficult. Mr. Tang had to sweat all over his body, and from time to time he vomited sperm and blood to moisten the grass to help the hexagram take shape.

I saw that the gentleman vomited blood profusely, and his face was as pale as paper. Yang Qi couldn't bear to see it, he wondered if it was essence blood? I had squeezed a lot of the blood of the Giant Spirit God before, so it must have had an effect.

This Yang Qi helped Mr. Deng and took out a gourd of giant spirit divine blood and sprinkled it on the grass. Mr. Deng wants to stop him, where is the time?

I saw that those weeds were stained with the blood that Yang Qi had spilled, and they still moved faster. Yang Qi felt that he had done a good deed, so he smiled at Mr. Deng:

"Like such a trivial matter of asking God to ask ghosts, Mr. He Lao has worked hard to do ghosts and gods with his own essence and blood? You see that the divine blood in my gourd is also equally effective, if Mr. is interested, I can sell some to you." ”

Mr. Deng glanced at the grass and almost vomited blood again. He coughed dryly twice and said:

"Ahem, Brother Yang, what you did a good job! Let's turn around first and see, what kind of hexagram is that grass?"

Yang Qi turned around and raised his eyes, stunned on the spot.

The bloodstained weeds stopped moving at some point, floating motionless in the air. But if it is said to be a hexagram, then the hexagram is like a dry hexagram, a hexagram that is not dry, a hexagram that is not good, a hexagram that is not dry, a hexagram that is difficult to find its roots, and it has become a hexagram that is not like it. Are you Mr. Deng depressed?

Yang Qi hesitated, this and that for a long time, he walked to the grass hexagram and saw that the grass vaguely formed two words crooked.

The little devil, with a flash of inspiration, said with a smile:

"Hahaha, the celestial phenomena have fallen, but you are just waiting for a god in vain, and you can't understand the mystery. Anyway, I will spend some longevity to calculate for the common people. ”

He coughed violently a few times, but he couldn't cough up blood, and he was reluctant to bite his tongue, so he had to pretend and shake it a few times, making a weak appearance.

I saw that he raised his hand and flicked the grass twice, and the grass resembled the word "Zhige". He pushed it further to the middle, and the word "Wu" was synthesized.

That Yang Qi, pretending to be out of breath, said:

"According to my reasoning, the empress's surname is Wu. ”

His words, like seeing the moon through the clouds, immediately woke up Nuwa Niangniang and Mr. Deng. Mr. Deng's face was full of consternation, and he looked at Feng Jiulang and said in a trembling voice:

"Is this empress ......?"

Feng Jiulang was a little confused in his heart, what do the empress and I want to do? That Nuwa Niangniang said at the right time:

"I can't say it, I can't say it, don't spread it out at will, lest it cause a riot. ”

Mr. Deng was a little unwilling, and said:

"Niangniang, I would like to lose some more longevity to give the Tang King a warning. ”

Yang Qi laughed secretly in his heart, these immortals are just Er'er, they will believe it if they talk a few nonsense. It's just that if you want to make Mr. Deng vomit blood and pass on a fake training, Yang Qi was a little unbearable, and the thief grabbed Mr. Deng again and said:

"You gentleman, you are also righteous. Yang Qi admires him very much, it is better for me to write a proverb with the treasure of heaven and earth, and I have done my best. ”

After speaking, he took out a 10,000-year-old gourd leaf, dipped some giant spirit divine blood with a 10,000-year-old wolf pen, and wrote a few seal inscriptions with a pen: "After the third generation of the Tang Dynasty, there is the heroine Wuwang." ”

The blood of the gods fell on the leaves and seeped into them, as if they had been born naturally. Yang Qi collected the magic pen and divine blood, pinched the gourd leaf between his fingers, smiled at Nafeng Jiulang, and said:

"Brother Jiulang went to Chang'an again and threw this proverb to Chang'an City. ”

Feng Jiulang was a little displeased, why don't you look for someone else, but you want me to go? Yang Qi curled the corners of his mouth and said:

"Of all the people here, you and I are the youngest. But brother, I hurt my vitality by peeping at the heavens, and I can't go far, if you don't go, won't you let Nuwa Niangniang go?"

Feng Jiulang hates it so much, you devil, sooner or later I will settle accounts with you!