Terran, in the Nuwa Temple, the ministers widened their eyes, staring at the King of Zhou, at this time, the old man outside the door also found something strange, stepped into the main hall, and a pair of old eyes looked at the King of Zhou who was shrouded in white light with shock. The king was wrapped in human luck, and as the white light continued to pour into his body, the momentum around his body fluctuated, gradually climbing!

"Your Majesty!" Shang Rong finally reacted, and shouted in shock and excitement: "Your Majesty has been blessed by Nuwa Niangniang, this is a great omen, God bless my great business!"

"Yes, exactly!"

"God bless the Great Merchant!"

“......”

After hearing Shang Rong's words, the important ministers of Yin Shang who were in shock all reacted, and shouted with ecstasy on their faces, while the old man stood in the corner, squinting slightly and looking at the king repeatedly, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

"Boom!"

"Roar!" King Xuan roared suddenly, a roar sounded in his body, and the momentum around his body soared rapidly, instantly breaking through the early, middle, and late stages of the congenital stage, and finally staying in the state of the innate Great Perfection.

Everyone in the main hall, including the old man, was dumbfounded, even if the king was blessed by Nuwa, he shouldn't have broken through several realms in a row and directly reached the strength of the Innate Great Perfection, isn't this incredible?

"Hmm!" Just when everyone was in doubt, the king suddenly opened his eyes, with a sense of enlightenment in his eyes, the divine light flashed away, and his voice was low: "The resurrection of the calamity is here, is this so? I haven't experienced the calamity?"

As he spoke, his face gradually regained his composure, he looked around at the crowd, his eyes stayed on the old man for a moment, and he said in a deep voice: "Take the sword, Niangniang is the mother of mankind, the god of heaven and earth, today's Nuwa Temple is incense, it is on the occasion of Niangniang's Christmas, and the widow should be congratulated with a poem!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Shang Rong suddenly shouted, and immediately a guard outside the hall pulled out the long sword at his waist and stepped into the hall to respectfully present it to the king.

"Boom!"

The king took the long sword in his hand, waved back the guard, and turned to face the wall, and when the long sword in his hand waved, a line of fonts appeared on the wall. After the inscription of the poem, the king turned around and stepped out of the Nuwa Temple without looking back.

"Hmm!" When Shang Rong and the other ministers looked at the old man, they saw a small poem, engraved on the wall of Nuwa Temple.

The inscription poem of the king praises Nuwa, it is exactly: one day the purple glow floats, the fragrance is full of phoenixes; the wings of the luan phoenix are elegant and tame, and the virgins are fluttering and swimming; the flags are swirling around the canopy, and the Yingluo is flying and the crown is flying; it is the prosperity of the Taiyun, so the immortal saint is taught to Zhongzhou; "Good poetry, good wow!" Shang Rong pondered carefully, and after considering half of the salary, he finally praised it, and shouted: "Your Majesty is really the master of the Ming Dynasty, and I am hopeful for Yin Shang!"

"Yes, the country has a Ming monarch such as Your Majesty, and we should swear to repay the death!"

"The old prime minister is reasonable!"

“......”

After listening to Shang Rong's words, the ministers remembered that the king had just been blessed by the statue of Nuwa, and his strength had increased greatly and his power had skyrocketed, and they couldn't help but get excited one by one.

Many of them were humerus veterans of the Yin Shang Dynasty, pillars of the society, and seeing that the Yin Shang was becoming more and more decaying and going downhill, they saw it in their eyes and felt pain in their hearts. Now, the various performances of the King of Zhou have been blessed by Nuwa, they seem to see hope, like a drowning person grasping the life-saving straw, and suddenly believe that the King of Zhou is the master who can turn the tide, and they are determined to die to repay the service!

"Elder, I'll take my leave!" Shang Rong looked at the old man and said with a respectful face.

As he spoke, he led the ministers to step out of the Nuwa Temple and chased after the king. Only the old man was left, standing in the main hall, staring at the poems of the king with deep eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

"Alas, this generation of emperors is so strange, it is by no means a simple person!" In the end, the old man sighed, frowned, and whispered in a tone that seemed to have a sense of doubt: "Forget it, when I report this matter, I will also fulfill my duty!"

"Kuang!"

The old man whispered to himself, left the main hall, and stepped to a portal behind the Nuwa Temple.

In the chaos, in a small attic of the Wa Palace, Haotian carefully looked at the Nuwa opposite, and couldn't help but praise in his heart: "What a beauty!"

At this time, Nuwa did not have the bearing of a peerless powerhouse, and the supreme and luxurious majesty of a saint, but with the gentleness and grace of a little woman, with a trace of tranquility and leisure on her pretty face, she sat there quietly.

If she was to see the saints and the great powers of the desolation, she would be so shocked that she would stare out of her sockets, and her heart would tremble.

Just kidding, when did the noble and holy Nuwa Niangniang ever have such a little woman posture?

It's incredible!

"Hmm!" Nuwa saw Haotian staring at her, her cheeks couldn't help but turn red, and she asked with a pair of pretty eyes, "What is the matter with my junior brother here today?"

"Uh......!" Haotian couldn't help but be a little embarrassed when he saw Nuwa asking, and thought of his intentions, and covered up: "The last time I fought with the saints, thanks to the senior sister who intercepted the Tongtian saint, the junior brother hasn't thanked the senior sister yet?"

"Hmph!" Nuwa couldn't see what he was hiding from, so she couldn't help but sink her pretty face, and snorted coquettishly: "Since that's the case, you've thanked you too, and if there's nothing else, I'm going to retreat and cultivate?"

"Uh, senior sister...... Haotian was also anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly called Nuwa, and said softly: "Today's big day is my sister's birthday, so naturally I want to come to congratulate?"

In fact, Haotian's visit to the Wa Palace this time is naturally not so simple, congenital beings like them will not have any birthdays, birthdays and the like at all, Nuwa's birthday is just that the human race created itself in gratitude for Nuwa's holy virtues, so the day of creation is regarded as Nuwa's birthday, and the year after year worship, incense, and worship more than once.

One of the purposes of Haotian's trip is naturally to congratulate Nuwa on her birthday and thank her, and the second is that Haotian knows that the incense in Nuwa's temple is the beginning of the gods, and some people will definitely use this to create incidents, causing Nuwa to open and disturb the calamity, just because he was afraid that Nuwa would really be calculated, Haotian came and planned to remind Nuwa at a critical moment, after all, there will be a lot of cause and effect when you start the calamity, and there will always be some impact on her.

"Hmm!" Nuwa listened to Haotian's words, her heart was overjoyed, her heart was like a deer crashing, and her face no longer had resentment and anger, replaced by a shy crimson, and she said with a sneer: "Senior brother has a heart!"

Then Haotian casually found a topic and chatted with Nuwa, and for a while, the atmosphere became harmonious, chatting while eating the spirit fruit brought by the fairy.

"Buzz!"

Nuwa suddenly felt that there was a void, and the power of pure faith poured towards her, and she suddenly understood that it was the human emperor who led the civil and military officials to drop incense and worship, which made her, who was already in an excellent mood, couldn't help but show a smile at the corner of her mouth, and subconsciously rushed into the flood and went to Nuwa Temple.

"This ...... It's broken!" Haotian felt bad in the moment of the void fluctuation just now, and wanted to stop Nuwa from releasing her divine sense, but it was too late, and he smiled bitterly in his heart: "I can only comfort her for a while, but don't become the creator of the calamity because of a momentary anger, and let others calculate it!"

"Huh!"

Then, Haotian sighed lightly, his face was surprised, he thought that this Nuwa shouldn't be this expression, she should have gritted her teeth and was angry, why did she have a relieved look?

Could it be that Nuwa is confused?

"Hmm!" Haotian, who found that something was wrong, also hurriedly probed to the Nuwa Temple, and when he saw the inscription poem on the wall, he couldn't help but have a strange face, and secretly shouted in confusion: "What's going on, it's not a poem, but a praise?"

For a while, Haotian's face was dazed!

I was in doubt!

This is completely different from what he knew in his previous life, and according to his conjecture, the last time Nuwa took a stand on her side, the saints must have calculated her even more without care, and they couldn't wait to push her to the forefront.

The saint made a move, not to mention the king of the sage, even if he was a quasi-saint, it was difficult to escape, this king was only the emperor of the world, what means could he dodge the sage's calculations?

"I'm afraid it's not simple!" Thinking of Haotian here, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he secretly said in his heart: "It seems that I have to send someone to investigate the inside of Chaoge." ”

"This generation of human emperors is a Ming monarch!" Haotian saw Nuwa nodding slightly, smiling, obviously extremely satisfied with the king of Zhou, and said with relief and helplessness: "It's just that this time the gods are tribulated, it is to take advantage of the change of dynasty of the human race, to do the killing of the gods, as one of the protagonists, the road ahead under the catastrophe is unpredictable!"

"......" Haotian was speechless, of course he couldn't say what was strange about this king, so as not to make Nuwa doubt his intentions. Immediately changed the topic and started chatting with Nuwa again.

“......”

In the end, after some discussion, Haotian said goodbye and left, and went to heaven. Only Nuwa was left to sit alone in the attic, bowing her head and pondering, not knowing what she was thinking?

"Hmph!" Suddenly, Nuwa's cheeks turned crimson, and her eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something, and she couldn't help gritting her teeth and whispering: "Although the Divine Tribulation has nothing to do with me, it is a great opportunity for the rise and expansion of Heavenly Court, even if you are embarrassed to speak, I will help you." ”

In her mind, Haotian's visit obviously wouldn't be as simple as he said, but until he finally left the Wa Palace, Haotian didn't tell his true intention, so he must be embarrassed to speak!

The clever Nuwa soon thought that Haotian might have come to ask him to help him in the Divine Tribulation, and I have to say that a woman's mind is really like a needle under the sea, deep and weird!

If Haotian was here and knew Nuwa's thoughts, he would definitely be shocked by this woman's imagination and admire it!

"Buzz!"

Nuwa, who had made up her mind, flipped her hand over, and a spirit bead suddenly appeared on her white palm, and the surface of the jewel exuded a trace of purple and hazy light, with a hint of mystery and agility, which trembled in Nuwa's palm.

"Hehe!" Nuwa smiled, looked at the beads in front of her, and whispered: "Lingzhuzi, Lingzhuzi, you are the chess I played in the God Tribulation!"

As he spoke, with a wave of his arm, the spirit bead suddenly turned into a spiritual light and flew out of the Wa Imperial Palace, passing through layers of chaos and impacting towards the barrier of the world that enveloped the desolate world.

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