Chapter 169 Fuxi’s Remarks
After the ceremony was over, Fuxi quickly looked at Nuwa again.
"Little sister, have you achieved Hunyuan?"
At this moment, the aura escaping from Nuwa's body was stronger than that of Tian Yuan next to her.
Although he was determined in his heart, he did not get a definite reply from Nuwa.
Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, that is equivalent to the realm of a saint, and it is more difficult than becoming a saint.
If Nuwa attains Hunyuan, it means that her realm is only lower than that of Hongjun in the prehistoric world.
Seeing Fuxi's expectant and somewhat uneasy look, Nuwa rolled her eyes and replied calmly: "It's just a fluke."
"call!"
Hearing this, Fuxi took a deep breath, and a look of ecstasy instantly appeared on his face. It was indeed what he thought.
Fuxi, who looked excited, immediately turned around and saluted Tianyuan.
"Thank you, Brother Dao!"
After wandering in Buzhoushan's consciousness space for such a long time, Fuxi also understood that there was something wrong with Zixiao Palace's preaching.
If there is no Tianyuan, Nuwa will most likely not be able to realize Hunyuan.
They have not known each other for a long time, but Tianyuan's help to their brother and sister is immeasurable.
Tianyuan turned around to look up and responded softly: "I'm just doing it for the great world."
Whether it was Nuwa, Hongyun, Houtu, or Taiyi, Dijiang, and others, he was not shy about giving advice, but few people listened to his advice.
Di Jiang already knew what was going on here, and although the Demon Court Demon Emperor had few opportunities to communicate, they also roughly knew the situation here, but unfortunately they only had their own desires in their hearts.
Tianyuan is very willing to help as long as it helps the prehistoric world.
Tian Yuan said softly again: "Fellow Taoist's path may lie with those human races."
"Human race?"
"Brother's way?"
Tianyuan's leisurely words instantly shocked Fuxi and Nuwa.
Hou Tu, Gong Gong and others beside them all opened their eyes wide and immediately looked at the retreating human race in the distance.
After experiencing so many things, they have long believed in Tianyuan's words.
Tianyuan said that Fuxi's way is in the human race, so he can't be wrong.
Following the gazes of everyone, Fuxi saw several naked innate humans.
"Innate Dao body? There is such a gathering of luck!" Fuxi immediately discovered the difference between them.
In the past, the people living in the light curtain were all monsters, but in the same realm, the luck gathered in the human race was far superior to that of the monsters.
"It seems that bringing the human race back is indeed the right thing!"
Nuwa couldn't hide the smile on her face. The human race she created actually had such benefits.
After such a long time, the anger towards Fuxi has long since subsided.
How could Nuwa not be happy when Fuxi had the opportunity to achieve this?
Compared to Nuwa's excitement, Fuxi looked confused after being surprised.
Although the human race in the distance was strange, nothing strange happened to him, and he had no feelings in his body.
Fuxi, who was confused, still bowed to Tianyuan: "Thank you, Brother Dao, for the tip."
Although there is no response now, at least there is a general direction.
There are three thousand avenues, and understanding the path is the most important step. Only by knowing your own path forward can you walk more steadfastly.
Tianyuan nodded and said no more.
Fuxi is the brother of Nuwa. Nuwa can become a human saint, and Fuxi is definitely not easy either.
Fuxi died during the Lich Tribulation, and was finally reincarnated as the emperor of the clan.
Later generations said that Nuwa sought the fate of the human race. Perhaps this was Fuxi's mission, but the other party was plotted and fell into calamity.
In this way, Fuxi's way still educates the human race.
After slightly raising his hand towards a few people, Fuxi had already swept towards the human race in the distance.
Nuwa's breakthrough, Tianyuan and others' strength increased greatly, and Fuxi was also very eager.
At this moment, a figure in the distance came quickly, it was Calabash Baby.
Seeing the space that Demon Court had broken open closing, he immediately left the space and headed to Buzhou Mountain. Unexpectedly, the battle was over and Tian Yuan and others were not seen.
After careful sensing, Calabash Baby once again escaped back to Buzhou Mountain's consciousness space.
"Father Mountain!" Gourd Baby said hello, looking at Nuwa in surprise.
He felt a somewhat resonant aura from the other party. Nuwa looked at Calabash Wa's eyes, but didn't care. She just thought that the other party was shocked by her breakthrough.
Turning his right hand, the gourd vine appeared in his palm: "Gourd baby, give me back your treasure!"
The reason for realizing Hunyuan so quickly was thanks to the gourd vine, otherwise it would have taken a lot of time to create a human race of 129,600 people.
"It has become a magic weapon!" At one glance, Calabash Baby noticed the change in the magic weapon and immediately reached out to take it.
The gourd boy played with it in his hands and felt it carefully, expressing his love for it.
Nuwa just smiled and looked at Calabash Baby. She was now the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. Refining some merits was not a casual matter.
Wrapping the gourd vine around her waist, the Calabash Baby quickly shouted excitedly: "Thank you so much, Sister Nuwa!"
As a condition for using it, Nuwa had previously given him the Purple Lotus of Reincarnation, and now the gourd vine has turned into a top-grade spiritual treasure of merit and virtue, so he took advantage of it.
The title of Calabash Baby made Nuwa smile knowingly.
He also fell in love with Tianyuan, the little follower, even more.
Tian Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Hou Tu: "Let's go meet those ancestral witches."
He had already learned about the situation of the Wu clan from Hou Tu, and now only Di Jiang and Xuan Ming were left in the entire prehistoric world.
It can be said that the Wu clan has completely withdrawn from the prehistoric stage. I hope Zhu Jiuyin and the others, who have been beaten for such a long time, can see the situation clearly.
It was enough for Nuwa to achieve Hunyuan enlightenment. Now that even the two sages of the West have become saints, he has to speed up.
Regardless of whether the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal can be achieved or not, the remaining two main veins of the Eastern Land must be dredged as soon as possible.
"Okay!" Hou Tuhui nodded heavily.
With Tianyuan's help, Houtu was very happy to have rescued so many Wu clansmen.
The only thing that worries her now is Xuan Ming. As for Di Jiang, there is nothing she can do.
Not long after, several people arrived at the place where the five ancestral witches of Zhu Jiuyin were located.
They all stood still, not having recovered from the feat of the stone man driving Buzhou Mountain.
Sensing the fluctuations in the distance, Zhu Jiuyin and others quickly looked around.
When they saw Tian Yuan and the others, they all had complicated expressions, some were angry, some were shocked, and some were confused.
They have all personally experienced the power of Buzhou Mountain, and they cannot resist it at all.
Now that Tianyuan can control Tianzhu, what else can the ancestral witch use to fight?
Just as Tian Yuan approached, he waved his hand, and three figures fell out. They were the three ancestral shamans Zhu Rong, Qiang Liang, and She Bi Shi.
Three more people were captured, and now only Di Jiang and Xuan Ming were left among the twelve ancestral witches.
Zhu Jiuyin opened his mouth, with an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.
Tianyuan's strength exploded, and the ancestral witches were captured one after another. Although the remaining two were the strongest, they might still be unable to resist the stone man.
What hope does the Wu Clan have?
Roar!
The roar of the sky exploded, and the three of them were about to shoot up. Unexpectedly, a powerful force fell, and the three ancestral witches were unable to move.
Although Zhu Jiuyin and the others did not face him directly, the aura emanating from them still made them look horrified.
Far beyond the power of Hunyuan Golden Immortal!
In an instant, their eyes were all focused on Nuwa.
Seeing the other party following Tian Yuan faintly, he felt even worse.
Hou Tu said earnestly: "Brothers, except for the eldest brother and the second sister, all the clansmen are in this space. How long will you continue to be stubborn?"
Having several brothers helping each other can definitely speed up the purification of the main veins.
Nuwa said, Hou Tu was also a little anxious, and of course worried about the situation of Di Jiang and Xuan Ming.
As for the drastic changes in Pangu Temple, Hou Tu did not say anything about it.
That was the last belief of the Wu clan, and she didn't want Zhu Jiuyin and others to feel sad.
"What?"
"Witch Clan. What hope does the Witch Clan have?"
Zhu Jiuyin and others' eyes widened, and their expressions became a little dull.
As for the three people named Zhu Rong, their faces were distorted and they kept roaring.
However, suppressed by Nuwa's momentum, they could not make any sound at all and could only glare at everyone in the field.
Hou Tu didn't say anything else. He waved his hand and saw figures falling down one after another. They were the shamans captured in the blood pool.
Their eyes were all red, and their bodies exuded a violent aura.
Seeing the dense crowd of figures in front of them, Zhu Jiuyin and others understood that Hou Tu had not lied to them.
The Witch Clan is really finished!
(End of chapter)