Chapter 298: Nuwa is a saint!

In the inn guest room,'Daji' was lying quietly on the collapse, his body trembling lightly, not daring to raise his head.
But her body shone with a little luster, and the light condensed a ghost of a woman. Yang Jian couldn't see the face of this phantom, he could only see the long skirt, which he had never seen before.
Although he had never seen the face of this phantom, had never heard the voice of this phantom, and had never had a half impression in his heart, there was a little unstoppable awe in Yang Jian's heart.
saint!
Allow yourself to be between the heaven and the earth, and control the way of heaven!
This is the mark left by the saint! Needless to say, it must be the Virgin Mary who made the human race, the only reliance of the Yao race now, the imprint left by the Saint Nuwa!
With this imprinted bodyguard, this nine-tailed fox really cannot be killed, let alone killed!
At this moment, what Yang Jian did was under the eyes of Nuwa Palace!
A little unwilling, circulating in Yang Jian's heart.
Since Nanzhou was filled with robbery clouds, Yang Jian began to figure out how to mess up the Conferred God; but compared to the second generation of Taoist masters, uncles and uncles, he was light-hearted and weak in cultivation.
The matter of enshrining the gods was negotiated and decided by the three leaders, and the way of heaven deduced disasters and changes, and brought disasters to the disciples.
If Fengshen follows the procedure Yang Jian knows all the way, his master may be in trouble, and Dao Sect will be greatly damaged. Therefore, Yang Jian wanted to muddy the water of the Conferred God, anyway, no matter how miserable the Dao Sect, it is just the original situation--
A large number of disciples of the interpretation teaching, the deputy leader, and a few of the twelve golden immortals, apostasy belong to the Western religion.
Most of the deaths and injuries among the celestial beings were killed, the leader of Tongtian was forbidden by Daozu Hongjun, and Jin'ao Island was withered.
And Yang Jian himself was just the food inspector of the Western Zhou Dynasty; the most important thing is that the master who has Dao hurt himself, I am afraid that he will be defeated in the fight with the power of Jiejiao...
However, if the general trend of the Conferred God can be changed, these will have a chance to reverse!
Within the scope of Yang Jian's ability at this time, he could do very few things, let alone affect the process of conferring the gods.
The Three Demon of Xuanyuan Tomb was just a perfect entry point.
The Three Demon's cultivation base is not high, but it is a very crucial gear in the conquest of God. Almost everyone knows that Yang Jian and the demon clan can't get through. He killed the three demon in a rage, and no one thought about it.
Therefore, he set his sights on the three monsters at Xuanyuan Tomb early, exhausted his thoughts, and even willingly ventured to Xuanyuan Tomb to explore...
After a thousand calculations and entanglement several times, he finally killed Pipa, Xi Meier arrested, and put the girl Daji in the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
But Yang Jian never expected that the matter of appointing the gods continued to develop, and finally it was Daji's turn to enter the palace. Yang Jian wanted to see how things would change. And this saint empress turned into a ‘person’ directly for the nine-tailed fox, and the matter of Daji entering the palace and possessing the nine-tailed fox was not affected...
This!
Isn't this just a bullying?
But being bullied by the saint, Yang Jian couldn't complain about anything at all, after all, life is important.
Under the saint, all are ants.
Yang Jian sighed in his heart and looked at the peerless stunner lying on the collapsing complexly, inevitably a little frustrated.
The phantom on the nine-tailed fox suddenly sank and got into the nine-tailed fox.
The body of the nine-tailed fox with the appearance of'Daji' trembled lightly, his eyes calmed down instantly, and he slowly sat up, wearing only a light gauze, quietly looking at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian subconsciously avoided his sight, his divine consciousness keenly noticed that there was an inexplicable breath that filled the bedroom in a blink of an eye.
This breath is holy and light, rippling like waves on the water.
"Da Ji" said, "Yang Jian, what resentment do you have with this little fox?"
Yang Jian's expression trembled, so it's not enough if he doesn't shake at this time.
Although this voice was Daji's voice, its tone and tone were completely replaced by another person!
Empress Nuwa?
Are you talking to Nüwa saint?
Yang Jian felt a little unsure, and boldly asked, "I don't know who the senior is?"
"Nvwa." "Daji" replied softly, only this simple name, without any affixes, Yang Jian had to believe it.
If others are fake, the Nüwa saint must have the feeling, and the anger of the saint will arrive in a blink...
Yang Jian didn't dare to neglect, he made a thought, weighed his words, and slowly said: "Yang Jian didn't intend to disturb the Niang Niang. There is not much resentment between me and this nine-tailed fox. It's just that the Great Tribulation has come. I am a human monk , I don’t want to see what benefits the Yaozu takes in the disaster and what opportunities it finds, so I am embarrassed to make several moves."
"What happened to the Yaozu?" "Daji" sighed softly, without any pretensions, on the contrary, it seemed to be very familiar with Yang Jian.
'Daji' lightly opened her vermilion lips, and said: "The greatness of the predicament is not limited to the human race. Such a world is too monotonous."
Yang Jian had to be silent.
Nuwa was born in a monster race, but she created the Virgin of the human race, and became holy by virtue of the immeasurable merits of the human race.
Her position has been very subtle since ancient times.
"There are good demons, and there are evil ones. I know all of these."
Yang Jian smiled freely and stood up straight. Although he was still respectful, he was not too restrained.
If Nu Wa really wanted to kill him, she wouldn't say these things at all, even if only a ray of divine thought descended here, a finger would be enough to crush herself into a residue.
Sage, that is the top existence in the prehistoric world. At this point, the way is exhausted.
"I got rid of demons. I was originally named. Later, I saw that the demons were vicious and difficult to change. I was still indulged in the glory of the ancient times.
Yang Jian said so, neither humble nor overbearing, righteously speaking, but they are all justified.
"Daji" nodded lightly, and stopped mentioning the matter, but asked, "Your teacher, how are you doing?"
Ok?
Yang Jian was indeed stunned.
Master? Empress Nuwa actually asked her master? Could it be that there was something in the ancient times... Uh, isn't Empress Nuwa a Taoist couple formed with her brother Fuxi Emperor?
"Master has been practicing in retreat recently, and it's...very good."
"He is fine if he has nothing to do,"'Daji' said quietly, then looked up and down at Yang Jian a few times, and continued to ask: "Do you know that your master is hurt?"
Yang Jian silently nodded to show that he knew.
"I have a method that can make up for your teacher's injury. If you do something for me, I will teach you this method. How about?"
Yang Jian was stunned again, this was really frustrating.
Make up for Master’s wounds!
After Yang Jian returned to his senses, he nodded and bowed his head, his expression became very humble.
"Thank you Niang Niang for your advice! I also asked Niang Niang to tell me what I want to do, even if it pays for my life, I don't dare to refuse half of it!"
'Da Ji' was silent for a moment, and whispered: "All spirits are born and die, heaven and earth can be decayed. The physical body is sacred but vain, and proof of Tao with strength is illusion. If I let you destroy your own profound arts, I will treat you Master's method of injury from the Great Way, do you allow it?"
"what?"
Yang Jian's shock tonight was one after another, and there was no demeanor that would not change in normal days.
That's right, after all, it is facing a saint.
He originally thought that the Saint Nuwa would let himself do some earth-shattering things, or do some nasty things that the saint was inconvenient for. But I didn't expect Nu Wa to worry about her practice and let herself destroy her profound arts.
Why is this?
Before he could think about it, Yang Jian was afraid that Nuwa would change his mind and immediately shouted:
"I promise!"
Perhaps Yang Jian answered too quickly.'Daji' stared at Yang Jian, looked at Yang Jian's face, and took a closer look.
Yang Jian frankly stood beside the bed, and his promise was not a joke.
The master has done too much for himself. If there is no master, there will be no self. As long as Master's injury can be healed and the gods are sealed, Master can naturally deal with it.
If you don't have profound art, you don't have profound art, so you can modify the Yuanshen Dao.
"I just asked this, not that you really want to ruin your future," "Da Ji" smiled slightly, "I only want you to do a small thing for me."
Yang Jian didn't change his face and nodded immediately, "Please also show me your empress."
"You go to the Netherworld Palace, stand in front of the plate, and tell Houtu, what she said back then, I agreed."
"Just so?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.
"It's just like this, but it’s hard to see the Houtu clan by someone else." Da Ji waved his hand gently, and a golden talisman fell into Yang Jian’s hands. "After you see Houtu, if she asks you to take a girl away , Then you bring that girl to the Nuwa Palace to see me, and I will give you a way to heal your master’s wounds."
Yang Jian's expression moved, and his eyes stared at "Daji", "Is the mother going to keep the girl?"
If I went to see Hou Tu Niang Niang, Hou Tu might let me take Liu Ya away. After more than 500 years, Liu Ya must be fine...
Empress Nuwa went around this circle, could it be the Tao fruit who wanted to pit the earth?
If so, how can it be good?
"I kept her for the purpose of receiving disciples and teaching the Fa, so you don't have to worry."
Yang Jian's fist was clenched and released, thinking that Nuwa's words were somewhat credible in his heart.
Nothing more...
The saint is aloof and kills all souls. What is the need to deceive himself?
Yang Jian nodded slowly, then bowed and said, "Yang Jian would like to follow the instructions of the mother."
‘Daji’ let out a sigh, looked out the window, with a little nostalgia in his eyes.
"Don't break my calculations. The matter of conferring gods is not as simple as you have seen. You will know how deep the waters are in the future."
"Yes."
Yang Jian Gongsheng replied. At this time, there was only the master's wounds in his heart, no matter what the nine-tailed fox would be.
The mysterious Taoist rhyme quietly retreated, and Yang Jian also broke free from the mysterious Taoist rhyme;'Da Ji' rolled his eyes and fainted on the bed~EbookFREE.me~Yang Jian disappeared without a trace.
The nine-tailed fox pretended to be Daji, with the mark of a saint on her body. She seemed to be unable to change what she did to Shang Zhongliang.
Yang Jian thought for a while. The next more important node is the uncle Yunzhongzi who will go to Chaoge into the sword a few months later. I should have time to blend in.
As for changing the general trend of the Conferred God, there is no good entry point at present.
Wanting to kill the nine-tailed fox unexpectedly alarmed the great Nuwa, Yang Jian was always a little depressed in his heart.
But when I thought that my master's wounds could be cured, I felt eager.
Go to the underworld! Go to the underworld...
Yang Jian wanted to find a cliff and jump down directly, and then used the earth escape technique to go to the underworld, but he flew in the air and braked sharply, grabbing the golden talisman in his hand and rushing directly to the nearest town.
The shortcut to the underworld is hidden in this town where mortals gather everywhere.