I am Honghuang No.1

Chapter 276 It is easy to die, but difficult to live
Nuwa is going to use a tortoise shell to seal the gap in the sky. The four tortoise feet are exactly four nails to fix the tortoise shell, but some glue needs to be boiled to paste the gap between the tortoise shell and the nails, and to adhere to the rules of the heaven.

Seeing that Gao Ge was struggling to collect the water from the Tianhe River in the northeast of Honghuang into the Qiankun Cauldron, Nuwa stretched out her hand and flicked it, and the Qiankun Cauldron made a loud bang.

Gao Ge was startled, furious, raised his head suddenly, and was about to sacrifice the spirit treasure. Seeing that it was Nvwa, he hurriedly saluted and said, "I have seen you!" sky.

Nuwa nodded, and the Qiankun Ding turned around, put away all the water that Gao Ge hadn't filled, and said with a smile: "Gao Ge, Master, I will borrow your Qiankun Ding to use." Although she is a saint and an elder, the daughter-in-law Wa was extremely polite to Gao Ge.

Gao Ge hurriedly said: "Uncle Master, just take it, and when it is used up, return it to me."

Nuwa nodded, no longer being polite, stretched out her hand, and the Qiankun Ding flew in front of her, the mouth of the tripod opened, and half a turtle shell the size of Beihai, and the turtle's feet of tens of millions of miles were thrown into it.

Countless chaotic colorful stones, breath soil, star stones, etc., various spiritual materials and spiritual waters were collected, and they were put into the Qiankun cauldron for refining.

With the ability of the sage Nuwa, she knows the three thousand ways, and the way of good fortune is perfect, and it has been refined for ninety-nine and 81 days.

Gao Ge saw that the water in the Tianhe River in the Northeast was no longer enough for abuse, so he also came to see Nuwa's crafting, but there were many things he didn't understand, his brows were furrowed, and he was thinking hard.

When Yuanshi saw him, he stretched out his hand to put away the fallen half of Buzhou Mountain, and said to Gao Ge: "This is the matter, you come to Yuxu Palace, and I will use this mountain to forge a powerful weapon for you."

In fact, Gao Ge is a little bit interested in learning Nuwa's art of refining weapons. When it comes to refining weapons, Yuanshi is the second in the whole prehistoric world. Who dares to be the first.

Gao Ge was overjoyed, with a smile all over his face, and said, "Thank you Second Master!"

Nuwa didn't care, she opened the Qiankun tripod, and a transparent tortoise shell flew out, replacing the Taiji diagram, sealing the gap in the sky. Four transparent huge pillars nailed the four sides of the tortoise shell, connected with the rules of the heavens, and made the tortoise The shell is fixed.

Countless multicolored beads flew out and pasted one by one at the junction of the tortoise shell and the celestial rules, bonding the tortoise shell rules to the celestial rules, and bonding the four pillars to the celestial rules.

After some operations, the patching of the sky was completed, and there was an extra multicolored bead in Nuwa's hand.

This is a strange thing, with Nuwa's sage's ability, there will be no slight error in the calculated materials, but after some actions, there is an extra one. Nuwa looked at the repaired sky, but it was repaired If there is nothing missing, but I don't care too much, so I have to throw it away.

Gao Ge saw it clearly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, give me this bead, my boy, I like such beautiful things the most."

Nuwa put the multicolored beads back into the Qiankun Ding, and the Qiankun Ding flew back to Gao Ge's side, turned into a streamer of light, and plunged into Gao Ge's body.

The other four sages have collected most of the water from the Tianhe River and poured it back into the heavens. Under the catastrophe, the surviving great supernatural powers also protected many realms and collected the remaining water from the Tianhe River, so that the prehistoric creatures survived. .

The prehistoric rule runs, the earth squirms gently, and half of Buzhou Mountain, which is still towering like a cloud and whose top cannot be seen, slowly sinks into the ground to make up for the fractures and cracks in the interior of the prehistoric land. In just one hundred thousand years, this indomitable prehistoric beauty will be will disappear completely.

Gao Ge turned around and didn't look at it, even though he knew it would happen, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

The sky began to clear up, the countless hostility dissipated, the tyranny disappeared from the eyes of all creatures, the red light receded, countless monsters silently put away their weapons, disbanded the army, and went home.

On a small hill in the southeast of Honghuang, Xi He quietly looked at the sky, the hatred in his eyes slowly disappeared, he turned around and said to the four surviving maids beside him, "Let's go back!"

The maid beside him asked, "Empress, are you going back to Heaven?"

The image of a peerless emperor appeared in Xi He's eyes. He smiled sadly and said, "Without an emperor, how can there be heaven? Let's go back to Yanggu."

"The witch clan is not dead yet, they will come out! We are waiting for them!"

In the north of the prehistoric world, Kunpeng took a dozen of his men and went silently to the North Sea...

Standing in the ancestral witch hall, Houtu burst into tears. The brothers and sisters who had been with him for countless years were all killed in battle, leaving her alone as the ancestral witch. Many times, Houtu also wanted to rush into the demon clan, detonate himself, and follow the eldest brother Big sisters go.

But thinking that there are still many sons of the Wu clan to be resettled, I can't make up my mind to die.

It is easy to die, but difficult to live!

Looking at the Taoist sage, Houtu easily repaired the sky, tidied up the prehistoric land, straightened out the rules of the prehistoric land, and without hesitation drew the power of the veins of the Buzhou Mountains to fill up the cracks in the prehistoric places. A clear understanding arose in his heart:
In the prehistoric world, the lich has become the past tense, just like the three innate clans. Now, Xuanmen is the protagonist of the world, and saints are the managers of the world.

Thinking of Gao Ge's eyes full of hatred, Hou Tu's heart suddenly jumped, and he acted cleverly.

Hou Tu saw Gao Ge's promotion of Buzhou Mountain and knew Gao Ge's feelings for Pangu's Father God, but this Buzhou Mountain was interrupted by Zuwu and Yaozu together. Gao Ge obviously held grudges against both Lich and Yaozu.

If it was in the past, although Houtu had a good impression of the bloodline of the father god who was born last, he didn't take it very seriously. The time of practice was too short, and the accumulation was too little, so it was impossible to threaten the Wu clan.

But it's different now, this Gao Ge's overall strength is not inferior to his own, the most important thing is that he is the first disciple of the third generation of Xuanmen, when Xuanmen was managing the prehistoric times, if he wanted to trouble the Wu Clan, the Wu Clan couldn't resist.

We must find a safe way out for the Wu Clan!

Houtu put away his thoughts and left the Zuwu Hall. Xingtian and Jiufeng were standing at the gate of the hall waiting for orders. Houtu said: "Notify all the witches, we put away the Zuwu Hall and leave Buzhou Mountain."

Xing Tian was no longer the youthful look he had when he met Gao Ge for the first time, he said calmly, "Where are we going, Ancestral Witch of Houtu?"

Buzhou Mountain is located in the middle of the flood, even if it has collapsed, it is under the watchful eyes of everyone. The failed Wu Clan can no longer survive in this land, not to mention, the surrounding area of ​​Buzhou Mountain is already a piece of white land, and it is no longer possible to support Wu Clan.

The largest remaining power of the Yaozu was taken to the north by Kunpeng. The east is the territory of the Sanqing Xuanmen, and the west is the territory of the Western Sect. Only the south can go.

"Let's go south."

There are more than a dozen big witches and tens of millions of people in the Wu clan. As long as they behave carefully and stop being arrogant, they can still become a powerful race in the wild.

The liches scattered, and the sky shone brightly.

Gao Ge looked up, and countless black and yellow merits fell. This is the reward from the prehistoric world to the six saints and to all the creatures who maintain the prehistoric world.

Nuwa collected [-]% and saluted Lao Tzu and other saints: "Thank you, senior brothers."

Nuwa was the first to become a saint, but her understanding of the Dao was not as thorough as the other saints. This time to mend the sky, it was the saints who gave up this opportunity to pay back the cause and effect of Nuwa's opening of the dojo before everyone became a saint. With this merit, she can assist in comprehending the Dao, otherwise, it will not be her turn to make a move.

Gao Ge provided the Qiankun Cauldron, and got three points of merit, so he still put it away and prepared to use it when refining the weapon in the future.

The catastrophe has passed, and there is almost no existence in the prehistoric world that can threaten Gao Ge, but there is no need to rush to improve the strength of the cultivation base, but to slowly consolidate the foundation, make up for all the leftovers, and complete one's current state is the most important thing.

And the human race!

Gao Ge looked at the human race who had tidied up their homes, walked out of their sorrow, and began to laugh happily again. The two mountains above their heads had collapsed by themselves, and the human race's opportunity had come.

　Thanks to the bookworm Zhang and the vast sheep for their rewards.

　　
　
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