There was a hint of tiredness in the crisp voice, as if bidding farewell to the desolation, and the sea of stars finally became a world of its own, consuming almost all the divine power of the goddess Taiyin.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm waiting for you after the catastrophe!" Bu Zhou's eyes flashed slightly, looked at the goddess of Taiyin, and said solemnly.

When the goddess Taiyin heard this, she smiled at Bu Zhou, turned her head and flew into the sea of stars.

"The sun and the moon rotate, Zhou Tian Xingdou, take me as the guide, the world is successful!"

Rumble!

The entire sea of stars suddenly boiled, three hundred and sixty-five Zhou Tian stars exuded dazzling light, in the center, the two stars of the Taiyin Sun surrounded the goddess of Taiyin to form yin and yang, and the avenue was mysterious.

The light became more and more intense, and I saw that the body of the goddess of Taiyin began to slowly illusory, and finally turned into a little dust star and merged into the entire sea of stars.

At the same time, the sea of stars is like a life, and the operation of Zhou Tian Xingchen is becoming more and more mysterious, if someone can comprehend the mysteries in the sea of stars at this time, even if it is a mixed yuan Dao fruit, it is not impossible.

"Incarnate in the world, re-enact the Dao fruit, the goddess of Taiyin is really extraordinary, even the Three Emperors may not be able to surpass her!" A light sigh sounded in Bu Zhou's ears, only to see the void change, and a Taoist with a bamboo cane in one hand suddenly appeared beside Bu Zhou's side.

"Three Emperors!" No, a fine light flashed in Zhou's eyes, he was no exception to Hongjun's appearance, Xingchenhai made such a big move, even if he concealed the Heavenly Dao, he couldn't hide Hongjun in the same realm.

In contrast, the Buzhou clan was more interested in the three emperors in Hongjun's mouth, among which the three emperors naturally could not be the three emperors of the human race, but the three emperors who laid the path of the gods in the ancient times.

"Fellow Daoist, you're here!" Xingchen Haicheng, no, the Zhou family naturally didn't need to pay attention anymore, turned his head to look at Hongjun and bowed slightly.

"The goddess preached, self-transforming into the sea of stars, how could the poor road not come!" Hongjun looked at the endless sea of stars in front of him and sighed faintly.

When the Zhou family heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Hongjun, this old Taoist is also an existence left over from the primeval times, and I am afraid that he knows a lot of secrets, but he has never said it, which makes the Bu Zhou family feel that the ancient secrets are more and more difficult.

Suddenly, Bu Zhou's pupils shrank, as if he had thought of something, and glanced at the heavenly realm below, and then looked at the netherworld deep in the earth.

"What did Daoyou think of?" Hongjun looked at the change in Bu Zhou's expression and smiled slightly.

"It's just a feeling!" No, Zhou shook his head, and did not answer, but reminded,

"Now that the catastrophe is near, it is better for Daoist friends to sit in Zixiao Palace, and say goodbye!"

After speaking, the whole body suddenly dissipated in front of Hongjun.

"I don't know who wins and who loses this game!" Hongjun muttered to himself as he looked at the place where the Zhou clan had left.

After speaking, he looked at the sea of stars in front of him, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and it didn't take long for him to disappear into the void.

......

Terran Kyushu, Emperor Yi collapsed, and King Su succeeded to the throne.

At this time, the capital of Yin Shang is singing, on the palace Jinluan Palace, the king is sitting on the throne, surrounded by golden splendor, it is magnificent.

In front of the white jade steps on both sides, the ministers of civil and military affairs are listed on both sides, and the position of the head is empty, but it is the position of the Taishi Wen Zhong, although Kyushu has experienced the conquest of the king of Xu, but the north is not very stable, so Wen Zhong has been sitting in the north and has never returned to the court, and this position has been empty, which shows that Wen Zhong has a very high prestige in the court.

I saw that the king was sitting on the throne, looking down on the ministers, and said in a deep voice,

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is something to do today, if there is nothing to do, then disperse!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw a man walk out of the courtiers, knelt down in front of the white jade steps, and bowed to the king,

Tomorrow is March 15th, which is the Christmas birthday of Nuwa Niangniang, so please come to Nuwa Palace to pray for blessings. ”

Although the king is brave, he only knows how to practice martial arts with the Taishi, but he doesn't know much about literature and history, so he has some questions,

"What merit does this Nuwa have to condescend to offer incense to her?"

When Shang Rong heard this, he immediately replied,

"Nuwa Niangniang is an ancient goddess, born with holy virtues, and she is also the mother of our people. In the past, the head of the Gonggong clan could not touch the Zhou Mountain, the sky tilted to the northwest, and the earth fell to the southeast; Nuwa was to pick five-colored stones, refining them to make up for the blue sky, so it was meritorious to the people. Li Shu immediately enshrined him in return. Today, the song is sacrificed to this blessed god, then the four o'clock Kangtai, the country is long, the wind and rain are smooth, and the disaster disappears. Niangniang is the righteous god who blesses the country and protects the people, and His Majesty should go to the incense. ”

When the king heard this, he thought for a moment, and felt that it made sense, so he nodded and agreed,

"Since Nuwa Niangniang is the Holy Mother of our people, she should go to see her alone, so she will follow what Qing said. ”

On the second day, the king of the Xuan Dynasty brought hundreds of civil and military officials to the Nuwa Palace, the palace was gorgeous and abnormal, the fragrance was overflowing, in the main hall, the statue of Nuwa stood in the center, surrounded by curtains, so that people could not see the true appearance of the statue of Nuwa, and there were clouds all around, surrounding the statue left and right, adding a touch of mystery to everything.

The king of Xuan held three pillars of long incense, and was about to worship, but he didn't want to suddenly blow a gust of wind in the hall, and the civil and military officials covered their faces with their sleeves, and the wind blew up the curtain, and the clouds and mist dissipated around, revealing the statue of Nuwa inside.

When the king saw it, he suddenly felt that his soul was wandering, and he suddenly thought about it.

I can't help but think: Lonely is the son of heaven, rich all over the world. Even though there are six courtyards and three palaces, there is no such bright color!

Thinking of this, the king waved his sleeves and said,

"Come on, take pen and ink. When the attendant heard this, he hurriedly took pen and ink and dedicated it to the king.

I saw the king pick up the brush, dip it in ink, and compose a poem on the wall of Nuwa Palace:

Fengluanbao's tent scene is very, full of gold and gold makeup.

The distant mountains are flying emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow dress.

The pear blossom is delicate with the rain, and the peony cage is smoky and charming.

But he has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle.

After he finished writing, he looked at it and nodded with satisfaction. However, when the ministers on the side saw it, they were immediately shocked, and Prime Minister Shang Rong immediately opened his mouth to persuade,

"The king, Nuwa Niangniang is a saint, the Holy Mother of the human race, this time I came to offer incense, but also to pray for good fortune, so that all the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and now the king composes poems to blaspheme the saints, without any piety. This is to be sinned in the sacred, if the mother is guilty, it is not the blessing of my song, the blessing of the human race, and I also ask the king to allow the ministers to wash it with water, so as not to be seen by the people, and I am afraid that it will lose the king's virtue and government. ”

I don't want the king to feel very unhappy when he heard it, he is the lord of the human race, what if he just mentions a poem, he said to Shang Rong a little unkindly,

"Lonely to see Nuwa Niangniang's appearance is overwhelming, so I wrote a poem to praise, how can there be any blasphemy, Aiqing will not say much, let alone is the respect of ten thousand times, leave this poem, but also let the people look at the lonely pen, praise Nuwa Niangniang's beauty is peerless, why not. ”

After speaking, the king of Xuan turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

After the king left, all the ministers looked at Prime Minister Shang Rong, and when Shang Rong saw this, he said,

"Go and fetch water quickly, and when I wash the ink off the wall, it will never be seen, and you must not say anything about today's events, otherwise you will be removed from your post and investigated." ”

Fetching the water, Shang Rong immediately wiped the poem written on the wall by the king of Xu, and then bowed respectfully to Nuwa Niangniang before leading the ministers away.