Nuwa's actions shocked everyone and rendered them speechless.
After all, it was the spirit root's own choice. They could not force it.
Unless they were shameless, it would be beneath their dignity if they attacked.
Sigh, I'll cry if I say too much!
Who asked them not to support their dreams?
"Junior Sister, long time no see.”
Tongtian stared at Nuwa with a doting gaze.
As fellow disciples, he and Nuwa got along quite well.
"Thank you for your help this time, Senior Brother."
"That's great. Teacher usually likes to play the zither, play the flute, and plant some flowers.”
" I'll wait until Purple Sun Peak opens and teacher's back garden has another spiritual root…"
At this moment, Tongtian seemed to have understood something.
It turned out that the reason why Nüwa valued the Spirit Judgment Root so much was because of her teacher!
F * ck.
How could he have forgotten about giving gifts?
Regarding this junior sister, she was incredible.
Ever since her teacher told her about the white-robed empress, she had been yearning for it.
Unknowingly, he had taken a very domineering path.
However, when she mentioned her master, her youngest daughter's mentality rose again.
Thinking of this, Tongtian could not help but miss the days in Purple Sun Peak.
He thought of his teacher's harmonious smile and his kind gaze.
No, he also wanted a spirit root. He also wanted to obtain his teacher's praise.
At this moment, Tongtian, who had nothing else and was focused on the sword, was very interested in those flowers and plants.
"Nuwa will take her leave, senior apprentice-brother. I'm going to focus on my cultivation.”
Everyone left, leaving only the Three Pure Ones behind.
The Three Pure Ones looked at each other, feeling a little upset.
As brothers, there was no afterlife. Some things were really difficult to achieve both ends.
..........
Purple Cloud Palace.
After an unknown period of time, a figure stumbled over.
He came to complain.
"Daofather, I was bullied.”
"Dao Ancestor, that fellow Tongtian actually doesn't take me seriously. Doesn't that mean he doesn't take you seriously?”
"If I lose face, won't you lose face too?"
Prince of the East had arrived.
He really went to the Purple Cloud Palace to complain.
A loud complaint was made that Tongtian did not give him face.
The second sound accused Nüwa of stealing his opportunity.
Three complaints were useless against the mighty figures present.
With these few words, he had sued everyone he could.
He was just short of scolding the air.
Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun was originally cultivating his body and mind and admitting his displeasure.
It had just had a small effect, but in the end, it was destroyed by a few filthy sounds.
Hongjun even had the intention to kill at this moment.
Do you still remember what he said after the sermon?
Why was this person so disobedient?
Glancing at the guy outside the hall, Hongjun called him an idiot.
Was there such a stupid person?
You're stupid to begin with. Do you still want to put this hat on me?
He was given so much power, but instead of doing things properly, he was doing this and that every day.
Playing?
He simply deserved to die.
If it wasn't for the fact that the Sage position was short of people, why would he think of Prince of the East?
He had originally wanted to gather the providence of the Primordial World and create a few Saints, but it seemed a little difficult now.
Prince of the East had a good background and good luck, but he was not very useful.
As a Heavenly Dao Saint, he could naturally pry into the secrets of the heavens.
He also knew the reason for this.
"Hiss!"
" Sword Dao laws are nearing perfection!"
As a Saint, he had lost his composure at this moment.
All along, he had followed this Heavenly Dao.
Under the Heavenly Dao, the general trend could not be changed, but the small trend could be changed.
As for the existence of this variable, he would try his best to put an end to it.
Who would have thought that this variable would actually be Tongtian and Nuwa?
These two people were very lucky.
As one of Pangu's Three Pure Ones, he had the merit of Pangu's creation of the world, so he was bound to become a Saint.
One had a great source of fortune and the will of creation. It would definitely be of great use.
However, these two people were the embodiment of a sea of variables.
Tiandao's current luck had undergone a shocking change in an instant.
The words before the sermon were still fine.
Now, there were hundreds of thousands or even millions of variables.
"This, this…"
"Could it be that this variable has become a spirit?"
"Ever since Pangu created the world, I have never seen so many variables.”
The Heavenly Dao controlled all life.
The cycle of life and death was actually in a specific trajectory.
But now, this trajectory was gradually disappearing.
There was only an unpredictable future.
Because there were too many variables, the original number of days had been covered.
No one knew what the future would be like.
He thought about the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao.
Think about the Lich War.
Now, everything seemed to be in chaos.
There was an indescribable feeling.
Hongjun's face darkened, and he was a little flustered.
He really didn't expect that it could be like this.
Imagine who he was.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun!
Back then, although there were some variables in the great calamity of the ferocious beasts and the Dragon Han Tribulation, he managed to survive them all.
But now?
He did not dare to imagine the future.
It was as if something that was originally in your grasp had suddenly jumped out of your hands.
It made him feel a little uneasy.
"I can't."
"We can't continue like this."
"This Penniless Priest must eliminate the variables and get everything back on track.”
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was furious.
Now, the luck path of the Primordial World was actually scattered.
Everyone had luck path, the intersection and combination of luck path would give birth to unexpected changes.
To create a Saint.
Except for those saints.
If the remaining Saint Thrones were vacant, it would definitely affect his plans.
Even though Prince of the East was not good enough, since he was given power, how could he not make good use of it?
"Conquer the Untainted Land, gather many forces, and gather all the luck. I can help you become a Saint.”
Hongjun muttered as he looked at the King of the East outside the arena. His eyes flashed with a strong light.
There were some things he couldn't say.
However, the general trend of the Heavenly Dao was there.
Everything was destined to help a certain useless person.
Prince of the East had been prostrating outside the Purple Cloud Palace.
However, no matter how much he shouted, there was still no sign of him, and he did not get a reply for half a day.
This made Donghuang Wang feel despair.
He seemed to have fallen out of favor.
The Daofather no longer loved him.
Thinking of this, he was a little heartbroken. He could not help but wish he was dead.
It was simply the lowest point in his life.
However, at this moment, he seemed to have a glimmer of light in his mind.
Since I've been rewarded by the Ancestor and become the leader of the male immortals, why can't I develop my power?
With the name of Dao Ancestor, there would definitely be forces coming to join.
when the time comes
The immortals gathered me as their venerable self, and I was called a bear in ancient and modern times.
"Good!"
"It's time for this poor Taoist, Prince of the East, to become the hero!”
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