It wasn't until Wu Wenhua left, Fu Xi, who was meditating in the cave, sighed, it would be a lie to say that there was no emotion after more than ten years of getting along, not to mention Wu Wenhua's pure heart, and he was filial to Fuxi, but the gods were about to rise, and Fuxi really couldn't continue to stay. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info according to the time, a few days will be Nuwa's birthday, well, in fact, the so-called birthday is just the day when the human race will make up for Nuwa and save the Three Realms as a birthday, but this is not important, the important thing is that this day will be the day when the king of Nuwa Temple enters the incense, and mentions the day of obscene poetry, and Fu Xi has this doubt in his heart, and wants to take the opportunity to confirm it.

More than an hour passed, and Wu Wenhua walked slowly towards the mountain with a bison on his shoulder. In fact, Wu Wenhua's ability to catch a bison didn't take so long at all, but Wu Wenhua's deliberate procrastination lasted until now. Fu Xi is also clear about Wu Wenhua's thoughts, and he does not blame him.

Wu Wenhua took out a special cattle-killing knife made by Fuxi, killed the cow and bleed, peeled the skin and deboned it, and only used a cup of tea, and only a skeleton of wild music was left in the open space. Over the past ten years, this kind of smelting Wu culture has been done countless times, and it has already reached the realm of cooking, and each knife swinging action has become the instinct of Wu culture, and it can't slow down if you want to.

Fu Xi walked out of the cave, skillfully lifted the fire, and roasted the meat with Wu Wenhua, because the separation was imminent, neither of them spoke, or did not know what to say, the atmosphere seemed a little heavy, until a bison was about to finish eating, Fu Xi spoke: "If there is fate, you will gather, if there is no fate, you will disperse, you don't have to be hurt, there should be a goodbye day in the future." ”

"Then when will we be able to meet again. ”

"Then it depends on when there is fate, so I'll give you something before leaving. ”

Fu Xi said, took the dust whisk put aside, grabbed the white silk silk with one hand, grabbed the dust wooden handle with the other hand, pulled the dust to disassemble it, and then threw the white silk into the air, the countless white silk seemed to have life, no wind automatic, cross weaving, and soon formed a set of clothes, a long coat, a long trousers, just look at the length of the clothes a few zhang to know that this is prepared for Wu culture, and finally Fu Xi opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of samadhi real fire to refine the clothes slightly, and the clothes turned from white to gray。

Watching Fu Xi cast a magic refining treasure, Wu Wenhua was full of curiosity, and after getting along with Fu Xi for more than ten years, it was the first time he saw Fu Xi perform a spell.

"This dress is spit out of the six-winged golden silkworm, well, I'm afraid you don't know what the six-winged golden silkworm is, you just need to know that this dress is very strong, and you don't have to worry about damaging the clothes during the battle in the future, as for the other swords are not injured, it doesn't matter to you if the water and fire are not invaded. After Fu Xi finished speaking, he threw the unusually wide clothes to Wu Wenhua.

Although Wu Wenhua was still a little disappointed, he still happily accepted it when he heard Fu Xi talk about the benefits of clothes, he really had enough of the hardships of having no clothes to wear, because Wu Wenhua's clothes that are several feet tall need to be specially sewn, and because Wu Wenhua has too much strength, he will tear his clothes when he moves a little bigger, and if he fights with the beasts in the mountains and forests, it will be even worse, and he has run back to the mountain naked several times, and now he finally doesn't have to run back with his bare butt every time he fights, and Wu Wenhua has an urge to cry while holding his clothes.

Fu Xi looked at Wu Wenhua's appearance, and laughed in his heart, this child is really poor. Fu Xi looked down at the remaining dust whisk in his hand again, and thought for a while, okay, this will be given to you too. Fu Xi pointed a little finger, the wooden handle immediately began to get bigger, turned into a wooden stick that was a head taller than Wu Wenhua, Fu Xi pointed to the wooden stick and said: "This stick is your weapon in the future, although its appearance is not good, but it has a great history, it is the ...... of the dry and dry wood of Tongtian Jianmu" Fu Xi said halfway, seeing Wu Wenhua's confused expression, he said helplessly: "It seems that I am playing the piano to the cow, you don't know about the construction of the wood through the sky, I will re-refine it with a secret method, and then you can slightly control the stick by dropping a drop of blood on the stick, at least the size is as good as you want." ”

With the help of Fu Xi, after Wu Zhihua refining and building wooden sticks, Fu Xi showed reluctance, but quickly hidden, and finally ordered Wu Wenhua to sit down, and pointed at Wu Wenhua's forehead, suddenly Wu Wenhua's face was dull, his eyes were unfocused, and several strange scenes appeared in Wu Wenhua's mind, a big man with tangled muscles in his body smashed his fists into the sky, and shouted "turning the sky" in his mouth, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the space was shattered, and the "covering the ground" hammered the ground with a single fist, with the body as the center, the earth was broken, and countless cracks spread to the surroundings, "Pai Shan" A palm was pushed out, and the power was superimposed layer by layer, and beyond the passing, no matter the rocks or trees, everything was shaken into powder, and the "poured sea" arm swept, and a wave of earth rose, piling up into the distance. Only four moves shook the heart of Wu Wenhua, those scenes are constantly reproduced in the brain, every action, every muscle shaking, every jump, Wu Wenhua seems to be integrated with the big man, the power skills of boxing, cultivation methods, and experience seem to be in the brain, so that Wu Wenhua can look at it at any time.

When those visions disappeared, a voice rang out again, "Punch the body, destroy the original god, and the meaning in the fist will be extinguished." "This boxing method is naturally the last gift from Fu Xi to Wu Wenhua, Wu Wenhua relies on physical strength in attack, and it is easy to be restrained by some people with powerful magic weapons, so he passed on his boxing method, which will turn the world upside down and condense the idea of overwhelming mountains and seas in the fist, so that it has the effect of striking the Yuan Shen, as for what Wu Wenhua can achieve in the future, it depends on his degree of effort

When Wu Wenhua woke up from that vision, there was no longer Fu Xi's figure around him, Wu Wenhua shouted a few times, and looked around, but did not find Fu Xi's figure, Wu Wenhua knew that the Taoist who had taught him for more than ten years was really gone, and returned to the cave to sit down, rarely did not go to practice, but just recalled the past there.

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It is said that since the Shang Tang has been established for more than 600 years, the Shang Dynasty has gone through several ups and downs, and the throne passed to the hands of Prince Shou Xin, that is, the famous faint king in history.

At that time, there were many virtuous and virtuous people in the Great Shang Dynasty, and there were many civil and military generals, which were enough to stabilize the country, and the king of the Shang Dynasty had the foundation laid by the emperors of the Shang Dynasty in the past dynasties, and enjoyed the peace, the country and the people were safe, the wind and rain were smooth, and the four Yi came to the court, and the eight sides surrendered. In the seventh year of the reign of King Xu, he suddenly heard that the candidates of the 72nd Road in the north had rebelled against Yuan Futong and others, and the gate master Wen Zhong was ordered to conquest, and the trajectory of the catastrophe began to appear.

On this day, Prime Minister Shang Rong played to the king: "The fifteenth day of this month is the birthday of Nuwa Niangniang, please go to Nuwa Temple to worship and incense, and bless my great business for all generations." ”

The king asked rhetorically: "What merit does this Nuwa Niangniang have to dare to let the widow enter the incense to worship." ”

Shang Rong: "Nuwa Niangniang is still the mother of the human race, and she once had the merit of refining stones to make up for the sky and save the people in the world. ”

That is the case, the order will go down, and when Nuwa's birthday comes, the civil and military officials will go to the Nuwa Temple with the widow to make incense, and the matter will be handed over to the prime minister. ”

"The old minister's order. Shang Rong received the order, and after retreating from the dynasty, he began to arrange many locks. (To be continued.) )