When he learned that Fuxi and Nuwa did not join the Monster Heavenly Court, Wangshu was extremely happy.
Why was he always thinking about Fuxi and Nuwa?
She had also asked herself in her heart.
Perhaps it was because of his previous life as a gardener.
In that legend, these two were the ancestral gods of the flower family.
With their existence, there would be all living beings in the future.
He was not sure if the primeval humans were the ancestors of the humans on Planet Aquamarine.
However, she did not want to become enemies with Nuwa and Fuxi for the sake of the demon race.
He couldn't bear to be blackened, but he also didn't want to be blackened.
They could not bear to be enemies, but they were also unwilling to be enemies.
The memories of that world were the final destination of her soul.
The history of that country was also the history she was most proud of.
Therefore, the best way was to be in the same camp.
At the same time, Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun, two famous immortals in Untainted Land, could also join.
Fuxi, Goddess Nvywa, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, and herself, a total of five people, formed the third force in Untainted Land except for the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes.
They were not powerful, but if someone wanted to bully them, they had to consider the consequences.
This was the plan that Wangshu had made 3,500 years ago after the incident on the Lunar Star.
One person, always exhausted.
However, if everyone could do it, they would not be cold anymore.
Amongst these five people, the outcome was actually not considered good.
Hongyun was killed by Kunpeng and Minghe. The Primordial Immortal Spiritual Light fell into the Eternal Tribulation Land.
Zhenyuanzi, when the Western Religious Sect was strong, had to become sworn brothers with the Monkey in the Journey to the West and compromise with the general trend.
Fuxi, who turned into a human, was called the Heavenly Emperor and lived in the Fire Cloud Cave. However, if the great tribulation did not appear, the Fire Cloud Cave's Three Sovereigns of the Human Race would not be able to appear either. It was equivalent to being imprisoned.
Goddess Nvywa was a Sage. After the Demon Tribe was schemed against, the Human Tribe was also schemed against. Among the Sages, she was the loneliest one besides Hongjun.
They had a very good relationship with each other.
Three Pure Ones, although there were disputes between brothers, even if the bones were broken, the tendons were still connected.
Only Nuwa, who seemed like a saint, was actually isolated and helpless.
She couldn't save the demons.
She could not save the human race.
Under the great trend of the Heavenly Dao, even a Saint would find it difficult to change it.
These…were all things Wangshu wanted to change.
The reason why she had thought of a plan 3,500 years ago, but had put it on hold.
It was because even though he had a high status, his strength wasn't enough.
No one would believe what he said.
Now, after 3,500 years of transforming the essence of the Yin into Yin mana, her mana cultivation had reached the late-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
He was about to complete the first round of cultivation of the Heavenly Creation Technique at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
His physical body realm had also reached the late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
The Essence Soul had comprehended 3,000 nomological laws. The nomological laws were manifested internally and could be used to cast the Cosmic Form.
He had a Connate cardinal treasure in his hand.
In terms of combat strength, he was no weaker than a Perfected Golden Celestial of the Great All-Embracing Heaven. He had caught up with the top batch of combat strength in the Primordial World.
If he fought Donghuang Taiyi again, it would be hard to predict the outcome, but he would definitely not be as miserable as before.
Now…the opportunity was ripe.
……
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed.
On this day, a beautiful figure was flying in the sky on a cloud.
"Strange…"
"Did I come here just now?”
"I'm drunk. Mountains are all the same.”
"Where are the four directions?"
The person whispered and frowned.
A peerless beauty, even if she was frowning, she was still extremely beautiful. The birds and beasts in the mountain stream who happened to see her were stunned.
Her beautiful hair danced in the wind, her eyes were like stars, and she carried a sky-blue longsword on her back.
She had a cold, aloof, and noble beauty, but she also had a valiant temperament.
It was the Moon Lord, Fairy Wangshu.
It was the seventh day since she left the Dark Mysterious Shaman Tribe. She was on her way to Mount Buzhou.
In the past hundred years, she had visited all the major tribes of the Sorcerer Tribe at Houtu's invitation.
The Wu Tribe did not live together as she had thought. Instead, they were divided into twelve large tribes and countless small tribes, scattered across the Untainted Land.
Between the Shaman tribes, each had their own affairs.
Occasionally, there would be fights between them, but as long as it wasn't too much, the Ancestral Magi usually wouldn't care.
They would only gather during the great battle.
It was very similar to the nomadic system of the grasslands in the feudal era.
Usually, the Ancestors of Sorcery would go anywhere they wanted. When they encountered major events, they would discuss them in the Hall of Pangu of the Dijiang Shaman Tribe.
During her 100 years of journey to the Sorcerer Tribe, she had also formed friendships with the various Ancestors of Sorcery.
He had studied Feng Shui with Gonggong.
He fought with Zhurong.
He discussed with the Candle Dragon about the 100 ways to eat the Monster Race.
He had a barbecue with Emperor Jiang.
He had crossed the green path with Sister Xuan Ming.
Overall, the impression was not bad.
Seven days ago, a certain Moon Lord who had procrastination finally remembered his plan and bid farewell to the Sorcerer Tribe.
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