Vol 3 Chapter 702: May this flame give you some warmth

The rhyme of Dao flowed, and the situation had slowly disappeared, and the world became white again.
That is the real body of Empress Nuwa, which has always appeared, is the incarnation of empress, or the soul of empress.
In ancient times, he was a human being, but he was finally defeated. He was imprisoned in the narrow void of the Notre Dame Palace by Heaven, unable to move, and was imprisoned for an unknown number of years.
Li Changshou expected such a situation, but what he didn't expect was that this scene really appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help it.
The white world was empty, and the atmosphere in the attic was somewhat depressed.
Li Changshou bowed his head and walked back to where he was sitting, raised his paintbrush, and continued to paint.
Empress Nuwa sat quietly on the soft couch. She had a momentary emotional breakdown, but she quickly returned to her previous indifference and plainness. She looked at the pool and was a little dazed.
As if nothing happened.
The saint, the pinnacle of living beings, is above the top. In the end, he doesn't want people to see his miserable situation, especially the other party is his own junior.
Li Changshou remembered that when he first came, Empress Nuwa was quite concerned about her name, and she reminded herself not to call her mother or ancestor, and deliberately said that she had a very weak relationship with the human race.
Yes... Can't bear it, probably.
"Manny, let the flow of time be normal."
Li Changshou said warmly: "I'll finish drawing this cartoon, and I won't leave in a hurry.
Moreover, if I want to leave, your state at this time, Niangniang, cannot stop you. If I expected it well, at this time the rebellion of King Wu Cheng in Nanfang Buzhou just happened, and the State of Shang began to mobilize all armies to attack the State of Zhou.
The first battle occurred about two to three months later. "
Nuwa's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her finger was lightly tapped, a cloud mirror showed signs, and dozens of pictures flashed quickly within it, just like the situation in Nanzhou.
Li Changshou said: "If the empress can spy on Yuxu Palace and Biyou Palace, she will find that the two should be talking, explaining and educating over who should choose the first wave of aid to the of Zhou. The final candidate should be a few three-generation disciples.
On the other side of the teaching, it should be Master Tongtian who was about to quarrel with a few big disciples, or the quarrel was over, and the place was empty. A group of big disciples were sulking and felt that their master suddenly lost their energy at the critical moment.
In fact, Master Tongtian understands how powerful the Pangu banners in the hands of the Second Master are. "
Nuwa's brows wrinkled deeper and deeper, and her fingers kept tapping.
Soon, she looked at Li Changshou's figure, her voice a little hoarse, and asked:
"What you are here is not the ontology?"
Li Changshou immediately shook his head and replied: "If this is the case, because the flow of time is different, I should be dumb as a papaya here, and my reaction is extremely slow, and the soul will also be pulled."
"Then how do you know these situations?"
"I have calculated that I don't know how many times," Li Changshou said sternly, "Maybe I don't know, my calculation is not relying on the way of heaven, but enumerating various possibilities and integrating the known information.
I know the situation of Shang Dynasty well. I have done detailed investigations on the speed of the mortal army, the deployment of troops everywhere, and the temperament of the generals at each level.
Chan's reaction was affected by the situation of Shang and Zhou, which is not difficult to guess. "
Li Changshou pointed to the two hourglasses in front of him, reminding Empress Nuwa that he knew the comparison of the flow of time within and outside the magical power range.
Nu Wa frowned slightly, her fingers curled, and a light gray halo slowly drifted away. The flow of the hourglass in front of Li Changshou began to slow down.
Within a short time, the flow rate of the years inside and outside doubled.
But it still did not return to normal.
Li Changshou didn't say much. He picked up a pen to paint, and if it weren't for the constant movement of the wrist with the palm, people would always think that this was a static situation.
Li Changshou painted page by page, and each page was very detailed.
The cartoon is about a young man who kills ghosts, carrying a sea of ​​blood and deep vengeance, pursuing the existence of the ghost king, looking for a way to save his sister.
The content is actually not the point, but a special symbol, a blooming fire lotus, is hidden in each picture page.
The inkstone on the side was dry and wet, and Li Changshou's paintbrush in his hand stopped and went, seemingly calm.
On the contrary, Empress Nuwa began to constantly observe the situation in Nanyabuzhou. The picture presented by the cloud mirror had its own "double speed", and the rhythm was very tight.
Basically those links that Li Changshou knew.
Jiang Shang resigned from Chaoge City and returned, and went to Xiqi to become a doctor after interpreting the arrangements.
Because Jiang Shang lost control of the list of conferred gods and the scoring of the whip, interpretation and teaching did not pay too much attention to it. To a large extent, he wanted to interfere with Li Changshou's thoughts when Jiang Shang entered Zhou as an official.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Wucheng Huang Feihu rebelled and fled into Xiqi. Emperor Xin was furious, suspending most of the offensives except for the East, and fighting against Zhou with all his strength.
Zhou Guo was on the verge of a major enemy, fully prepared for war, and the peripheral barriers were broken one after another, and the merchant soldiers approached Qishan.
Chan Jiaoxian began to directly intervene in the mortal battle, forcibly blocking the merchant army to the east of Qishan, and upon seeing Wen Zhong sitting in the rear, he secretly dispatched the Jiaoxian who had already served in the merchant army.
The four generals of the magic family, Zhang Guifang and other ‘strange men and strangers’ appeared one after another.
Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and Yang Jian were appointed as generals of the State of Zhou under the order of the interpretation and education; after several wars, Jiang Shangzhi's strategic talents were also recognized by Ji Chang.
Of course, more importantly, Jiang Shang was a major link between the Zhou State and the interpretation of education.
Explaining and teaching effortlessly, he secretly emptied Zhou's military and political power, and was grateful to the Zhou royal family by Ji Chang and others.
The situation near Qishan has reached a stalemate.
This wave is the main attack, but it is only Wen Zhong that really plays a role.
The Universiade at this moment is based on Wen Zhong's thoughts. Whether he chooses to seek assistance from the interception and when he chooses to seek assistance from the interception is already very important.
And Wen Zhong is the disciple of Our Lady of Jin Ling...
Catastrophe? That's it.
Chains of cause and effect, twists and turns, entangled Zhao Gongming, and gradually pulled into the eye of the storm at the heart of this catastrophe.
The only person who can stop all of this is in the Palace of the Notre Dame, drawing a book of passion for the Virgin Mary.
The kind that is super hard.
This day.
Through the cloud mirror, the Virgin Mother saw and heard that Zhong had left the barracks and recruited the auspicious beast Mo Qilin that was occasionally obtained in the previous battle, and headed for the East China Sea, already a rescuer who was going to ask for advice.
The Madonna asked: "Do you know what happened at this time?"
Li Changshou paused with his pen and smiled: "Wen Zhong went to the East China Sea?"
Madonna:...
"Aren't you in a hurry?
He had already made up his mind to be completely opposed to the way of heaven in the matter of Zhao Gongming. "
"Niang Niang misunderstood me," Li Changshou smiled. "How can a person like me who is greedy for life and afraid of death do such a thing for seeking death like this."
The Madonna said: "May I ask, what are your plans?"
"Heaven should be monitoring this place."
The Virgin Mary flicked her fingers, and the two hourglasses in front of Li Changshou changed again, and the precious age-marked sand inside began to tremble constantly, fast and slow.
Layer after layer of Shi Stop magical powers are attached to this place.
"Niangniang, it's not that you are disrespectful to you, I think Niangniang still underestimates the power of heaven."
Li Changshou sternly said: "The way of heaven is almost omniscient and omnipotent. Dao ancestors have the fewest considerations in every move. I really dare not say more about some things.
But the mother can rest assured that this time I will not have any unpleasantness with Heaven and Master.
On the contrary, Shizu and I should finally reach a consensus on this matter. "
"What do you want to do?"
Empress Nuwa couldn't help but raise her hand to help her forehead, and whispered a few times: "You are really like a teacher. It's too unpredictable. You can calculate layer by layer."
"Manny, you will know later."
Li Changshou gently shook his head to the Nuwa Empress, and said warmly: "How old I have accumulated, surely there is no plan to shake the foundation of Heaven.
And the current growth rate of Tiandao... You should be able to feel the empress, it is not the creature that can stop it.
In this world, the life and death of Senior Cong Lang has long been out of balance, and he really wasted too much resources. "
"Human race seriously..."
"Manny, I will not endanger the human race, nor will I use the human race for the least."
Li Changshou said in a steady voice, with twelve points of firmness in his voice, "I just want to try to balance the way of heaven in the way I can do it.
Not involving the human race is my bottom line.
Similarly, if Dao Ancestor persecuted with Human Race, I would not bow my head like a mother.
If the Human Race is slaughtered, I will put the sin on the Heavenly Dao, and I will never die with the Heavenly Dao, but I will not stop all my plans because of the Human Race's unprovoked death and injury.
Mother, what we fear, what we don't dare, and what we care about are all used by the enemy.
If you want to contend with the way of heaven, you must be prepared to be like the way of heaven, stick to your own position, and do everything you want.
If you want to fight for the first line of life, you must have enough bets, even if the creatures are defeated. "
Nuwa frowned and couldn't speak for a long time.
"Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know," Li Changshou smiled, looking down at the painting in front of him, "I don't know the Niang Niang too well, and I actually lack a sense of belonging to the prehistoric tribe.
But Niang Niang, in my hometown, you are a mythical symbol that cannot be desecrated.
What I have seen and heard here today has made me lose my last hope in Heaven. "
Nu Wa said: "You can't beat the teacher."
"If this is the case, then I will leave Honghuang," Li Changshou whispered, "Anyway, I must try."
Nu Wa asked back: "Do you want to start a saint war?"
Li Changshou silently added a word in his heart...
【more than】.
"When all the mysteries are uncovered, I hope I can get my mother's understanding, just understanding."
Li Changshou sorted out the pages in front of him, spread out new drawing paper, and continued to lower his head to paint.
He said:
"Please also ask the empress to take good care of the situation in Nanzhou for me. If the Twelve Golden Immortals are on the stage, please let me know.
To be on the safe side, I try to rush back as early as possible, I guess I will encounter a trial given by my master on the way. "
Nu Wa could not help being silent.
Good guy, already started teaching her to do things!
Okay, because this guy has become the hope of the human race, I can bear him.
Li Changshou secretly observed Empress Xia Nuwa's expression.
Presumably, the empress was remorse in her heart, she impulsively revealed her present situation to Li Changshou, the dignified saint was very shameless.
The attic became quiet again, and Empress Nuwa adjusted the flow rate of the years to two to one again, sitting there a little in awe.
She clearly wanted to prevent Li Changshou from returning to Nanzhou to interfere in the catastrophe.
But at this time, there was no idea to stop him.
How can it be achieved without using human races and relying on humanity to balance the heavens?
For example, the power of Tao has already overwhelmed the power of the Six Saints today, the more lone souls in the Conferred God Platform, the more powerful the power of Heaven will become.
This is not simply a master's strength blessing in heaven;
The righteous gods are like the ‘base of formation’, they can form a large array covering the entire Three Realms, allowing Heaven’s Dao to qualitatively leap and improve the control of heaven and earth.
This is the greatest significance of the Conferred God Great Tribulation.
The years are fast passing by, the Nanzhou catastrophe is gradually escalating, and the world is full of rumors.
Finally, Wen Zhong invited Ten Tianjun from the East China Sea to avenge the killing of the disciples of the previous interception. The ten Tianjun discussed for a while, and arranged ten must arrays in front of the Xiqi Army, with a deadline of 100 days.
If the Shijue formation can't be broken within a hundred days, they will directly move the formation and destroy the Zhou army.
Among the twelve golden immortals, four masters, Huanglong, Manjusri, Fuxian, and Cihang, came to Nangan Buzhou first to figure out how to break the formation.
Notre Dame Palace.
Empress Nuwa's lips squirmed one or two, and she still whispered: "The Twelve Golden Immortals have appeared on the stage of the teaching."
"Ok."
Li Changshou promised, the brush in his hand was not messy, he sighed slightly after drawing the last fire lotus flower.
That's it!
"Niangniang, this should be the painting book I copied most carefully," Li Changshou bound the painting paper into a book, injected immortal power, and wrapped the painting in layers.
"I hope this story can warm the tired lady's heart."
There was a bit of disgust between the mother's eyebrows, "Hey, this kind of thing is okay in the book, and it is a little disgusting to say it."
"It's true," Li Changshou said helplessly, "The Empress has done a lot for the Human Race, but the Human Race cannot do anything for the Empress.
If I paint these things to relieve my tiredness and make my mother happy, I am really willing to paint more.
I used to think that the empress treats the human race...
I didn't know and blamed Niang Niang. "
"Alright," Nu Wa passed a little sadness in her eyes, "all of them are like this. When you want to count people, you are either sensational or righteous.
I really just pinched some natives to accompany me because of a whim.
Come on, what do you need me to do? "
"Rehabilitation, nothing has to be done."
Li Changshou said deeply to the figure on the soft couch and smiled:
"The next way, I will go by myself."
"Do you really have a hole card to deal with Heaven?"
"Well," Li Changshou nodded, "Otherwise, Heaven will not allow me to move between the heavens and the earth, and will just force me to leave with the lives of my relatives and friends.
Now in the world, without me, it would be more beneficial to heaven, isn't it? "
There was light in Nuwa's eyes: "I am really curious."
"You should not be involved in future battles."
Li Changshou sighed softly and smiled: "When you are old, take a good rest and don't run around.
If I can win, you will enjoy the blessing. If I lose, your situation will not be worse than now. "
old!
Nuwa's forehead stretched with blue crosses, and the rhyme of Saint Human Dao was surging everywhere.
Li Changshou smiled and arched his hands, the figure stepped back half a step, and a faint blue light appeared around her body. The figure broke free from the sage's supernatural powers and appeared outside the attic.
Li Changshou turned around, and just about to leave, the universe in front of him shook slightly, and a figure stepped out from within, wearing a gray shadow and a fuzzy complexion.
It is the will of great calamity, the will of heaven!
The old grey man who stared at himself for a long time in Hunyuan Jindou!
This old man kept his hands on his back and stared at Li Changshou without a word.
Li Changshou said: "Friends of Taoism, just shoot directly, I'm afraid something is wrong."
"You can't go back at this time."
The old-fashioned voice was unwavering, as if talking about trivial things.
"Can't go back?
I really don’t know whether the Taoist avatars of will, whether the heavenly Dao can be produced indefinitely, is much more powerful than my paper Daoist. "
Li Changshou raised his hand and drew a circle. The universe collapsed in front of him, and inside was the void outside the Notre Dame Palace. He walked in on his own.
"Come outside, don't quarrel Madonna reading comics."
The old man in grey clothes stared at the situation in the attic, and his eyes fell on Li Changshou's paintings. After looking at it carefully for a while, his figure dissipated on its own, and he stopped Li Changshou's figure again outside the Notre Dame Palace.
Li Changshou opened the five fingers of his right hand and gently pressed against the void.
Balance the road, the road is balanced.
A phantom like a weighing pole appeared behind Li Changshou, followed by a strip of colorful light and shadow in the void, covering tens of thousands of miles.
[I said: There is no superiority in the avenue, and there should be a balance. 】
The old Grey Shadow's figure suddenly trembled, and his aura was mostly sluggish, and his vague face seemed to be full of surprise at this time.
Li Changshou took a step forward, and the old Grey Shadow took a half step back subconsciously.
Balanced, stored between the avenues.
Li Changshou broke the defense with one sentence:
"Daoist, you are just an aura after all, not a saint."
The old gray shadow snorted coldly, and the shadow of the boundless treasure appeared behind him, his left hand pointed to Li Changshou, thousands of streams of light illuminated the void.
...
Notre Dame Palace, in the secret attic.
The Virgin sitting on the soft couch frowned and stared at the battle in the void. When Li Changshou sacrificed a trump card to balance the bottom three thousand avenues within a certain range, his expression was also a bit surprised.
Following that, the corner of her mouth curled.
If it's just such a hole card, there is still no chance of winning.
But this guy is already beyond his expectations.
She flipped through her hand, and the newly completed painting had fallen into her palm.
The Virgin Mary walked towards the pool and couldn't wait to turn the first page, and was quickly fascinated by the story.
Before she knew it, she had already returned to the pool, and this body close to her own soul turned into a human snaketail, slowly spreading out in the pool.
The battles outside the Notre Dame Palace continued, and the universe was trembling violently.
In Notre Dame Palace, the more she looked at her, the more energetic she became, turning over the paintings page by page, chuckles from time to time, and tears from time to time.
Suddenly, she realized something and felt something, and looked at the fire lotus flower on the current page in astonishment, a little panic across her eyes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
As if to verify something, she kept opening the painting in front of her...
Every page exists, that special symbol, that fire lotus with different postures.
This is, this is...
this is!
Suddenly there was a roar from outside the Notre Dame Palace, the vast universe was shattered, the fairies in the Notre Dame Palace turned pale, and part of the palace had collapsed.
At this moment, Li Changshou was wearing a tattered robe with blood on his forehead, but he slapped the old gray shadow in front of him with a palm.
That will instantly collapsed, and there was a heavenly supervision vacuum here!
In the Palace of the Notre Dame, the Nuwa Empress has opened the last page of the painting, on which the fire lotus jumped out of a candle-like flame, which imprinted the eyes of the Nuwa Empress.
Terran, pay fire!
Empress Nu Wa was shocked for a moment, and hesitated for a moment, but she quickly made a decision and incorporated the fire into her body.
The saint's body, which was bound by the heavens and the earth, and nailed to the broken ground by seven spears, had a gleam of fire on his forehead, but disappeared.
The power of the Heavenly Dao, which had been intercepted before, surged like a tide, and repeatedly searched this hidden world, but did not find any clues.
In the attic, Empress Nuwa had turned to the page she had seen before, took a fairy fruit, and gently bit her mouth.
Outside the Notre Dame Palace, Li Changshou's figure disappeared in a flash.
On the stone tablet in Li Changshou's heart, he erased the word'five' and replaced it with'six', but after thinking about it, he returned to'five'.
It is too unkind to calculate the Mother of Human Race.
After all, I am not a god. I will carry it on my own.
Turning his head and looking at the direction of the Notre Dame Palace, Li Changshou's mouth was slightly chuckled, his eyes radiant.
‘May this flame give you a little warmth. ’
Human child, Li Changshou.