I dare not think about the second idea at all. The terrible result that can be derived is nothing more than the absolute opposition between the Taoist ancestor and the will of the Heavenly Dao.

For a moment, Li Changshou's thoughts were extremely mixed. When one thought was pressed down, another thought would appear.

When Jin Peng was arranged to drink tea and eat fruits in the Virgin Hall, Li Changshou went to the attic to see Nuwa, with only bitter expression left. His eyes were full of depression when he looked at Nuwa.

Nuwa sitting in front of the bookshelf was also a little puzzled.

"What's wrong with you? Can something else be stumped, you guy?"

Li Changshou:...

To be honest, he really didn't want to care about so many things, he just wanted to arrange the Great Tribulation of the Gods, and then took his family to run away.

But the current situation is getting more and more out of his control. A "blind wave power" from ancient times has begun to distort the "stable field" he has finally expanded.

"Empress," Li Changshou sighed quietly, "I have always respected you..."

Nuwa thought about it carefully and said with a smile: "It's useless to talk about it. Let's draw a few sequels first.

What do you want to ask, I will tell you at my discretion.

Here, there are many things that Brother Taiqing doesn’t know about.”

Li Changshou:...

I always feel that the Virgin Mary may also be the driving force behind the scenes, but her purpose is simple.

...

A moment later, Nuwa created the realm.

Nuwa, with long loose hair and a simple plain skirt, sat in a soft couch with her legs crossed, holding a cup of fruit sip in her hand, and gently sipped with a straw.

"You killed Kunpeng's old magic and got a book? Then Kunpeng sent the demon to find you. The demon of the Heavenly Dao Gang met you directly and told you that there was a follow-up to Kunpeng?"

Li Changshou, who was sitting in the old position and slowly tuning the ink, nodded: "It's almost the same, that's it."

Nuwa smiled and said, "This paragraph can be drawn, it's quite interesting."

Li Changshou smiled bitterly and said, "Empress, this matter is absolutely false."

"You can chase Kunpeng?"

"The disciple's balanced avenue balances the speed of the Golden-winged Roc and Kunpeng. The Golden-winged Roc disciple also called him out. He was also a witness of the day. You will know it as soon as you ask."

Nuwa nodded, gently slid her fingers across her smooth chin, and she pondered for a few moments: "Then why don't you try to catch up with the Chaos Bell?"

Li Changshou suddenly smiled bitterly: "If the Chaos Bell is found at this time, it may be able to suppress the fortune of Jiejiao, but this move is like facing the way of heaven, and it will inevitably suffer backlash."

"What you mean is that in the great catastrophe, let the Jie Cult immortal fill most of the quotas for the gods and the ashes holes?"

"Disciple didn't say that," Li Changshou sighed, "but there are indeed many problems with the Intercept Sect."

"If Tongtian goes to ask for your help, how should you deal with it?"

"Disciples can't disobey the orders of the third uncle," said Li Changshou, "but, the disciples are definitely not as strong as the saints of balance, and the old transformation of balance Kunpeng is very difficult.

Moreover, I have tried it. The innate treasure is not affected by the balanced way, and the Tai Chi diagram itself has a balanced way."

Nuwa held the glass cup and thought for a while, "I'll ask what I want to ask first, I'll estimate the price."

"The relationship between Kunpeng and Senior Lang."

Li Changshou paused and added: "Have Senior Lang really gone crazy in the end?"

Nuwa blinked: "These two answers will not charge you for consultation."

"Oh?" Li Changshou smiled, "Empress, you are really..."

"Because it is beneficial to Tiandao and the teacher to tell the answers to these two questions, and I will not take risks for it," Nuwa chuckled, "and I am not anxious if you haven't paid your five hundred years of debt."

"What is the answer?"

"Kunpeng and him are considered to be mutual use, but most of the time, Kunpeng is controlled by him."

Li Changshou frowned and smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, we cannot look at this fellow villager with our own ideas."

"What happened to the human race?"

"Um."

"The creatures that have come from ancient times are indifferent to acquired creatures," Nuwa explained, "I can't answer you exactly the second question.

If you look at it from the perspective of others, he is indeed crazy.

I know that he had a plan to become a saint and transcend the situation. At that time, he advanced the plan for no reason. He seemed impatient to gain the power equivalent to that of the Pangu God, and even did not hesitate to move the original power of the world, the two powers of clear and turbidity.

If the teacher hadn't taken action and suppressed him with the Heavenly Dao, the world would have ended in the Second Lich War in ancient times."

Li Changshou asked: "I'm so anxious, but to compete with my master?"

Nuwa squinted her eyes and chuckled: "This question is another price. Do you really want to know?"

Li Changshou suddenly woke up, stood up and bowed to Nuwa, saying, "Disciple is too much, please forgive me, thank you for your advice."

"The biggest advantage of you is to advance and retreat in moderation."

Nuwa pointed at the table and chair in front of Li Changshou with her fingers, "Draw it, remember to be more exciting."

Li Changshou sat upright, picked up his pen, brewed for a while, and began to start literary creation.

Taking the opportunity, he calmed down and began to sort out the various information he had now.

It is understandable that Nuwa did not want to offend Hongjun Daozu; from the hint given by Nuwa just now, Li Changshou probably understood that Daozu and Senior Lang were...

Not very clean.

There is no absolute black and white in this matter. After all, the rules are formulated by the winner, and right and wrong black and white are also the definition of the winner.

The prehistoric world is so dangerous.

When creatures have the ability to rewrite various natural laws, the essence of the world is cruel.

‘I’d better think about it, how to get out of here.’

After a while, Li Changshou accumulated half a foot of his hand drawings;

Nuwa yawned, put down the book in her hand, and suddenly asked:

"How do you want to deal with Kunpeng's affairs? Do I need me to explain the cause and effect to the heavenly way? For example, I sent you to the Chaos Sea to find Kunpeng's traces."

Li Changshou kept his hands in his hands, and he didn't raise his head, and whispered: "It's okay, the disciple is ready."

"Oh? How did you prepare?"

"The disciple made a three-step plan. The first is to report to His Majesty the Jade Emperor, explain the harm of Kunpeng, defeat Kunpeng as the most wanted murderer in the Three Realms, destroy Kunpeng's strategy of pretending to die, and distinguish his position clearly from him.

Second, it is to carry out activities to clean up the demons outside the territory and create a beautiful new world in the surrounding areas of the Three Thousand Worlds. It just so happened that there was a divine beast in the Reincarnation Tower in the Underworld that made the disciples a little unhappy. This time, it was asked to commit crimes and make meritorious contributions to the world one by one to explore the voice of all things.

Third, hide for a hundred or two years, and move in the heavenly court to connect with all the immortals and gods, and enhance the relationship between the king and the minister with Your Majesty.

By the way, make some preparations for the great catastrophe of God.”

Nuwa gently tilted the corner of her mouth, "You are truly worthy of being a stable person."

"Otherwise, what else can the disciple do besides expressing his attitude and position..."

"You have now entered the realm of the perfect great way, not far from killing the three corpses. In the prehistoric world, you have mastered such a balanced great way, and have never thought of transcending and becoming a saint?"

Li Changshou laughed and said, "Transparent has always been thinking about, but I'll just forget it if I become a sanctified.

Disciples can also feel that the world is approaching a certain limit and cannot withstand the impact of living beings becoming saints.

If you occupy too many resources, you have to bear the corresponding risks; if you intervene too much in the world, you will inevitably suffer from favorable backlash.

So unstable and doomed to be defeated.”

“How can you transcend if you are not sanctified?”

"To become a sanctification means transcendence?"

In the field of time, the Virgin Mary, sitting on the soft couch holding a glass cup, looked at Li Changshou, who was sitting cross-legged behind the low table with a paintbrush. This time, it was Nuwa who moved her eyes away first.

"What exactly did your original world look like? How did the two souls float over, one is more unpredictable than the other."

Li Changshou smiled, said nothing more, and continued to lower his head and draw.

There are many outstanding and good young people like him in their hometown.

Of course, it is rare to be as stable as Mount Tai as him.

【Some mountain: I feel offended.】

This Kunpeng really did something difficult for him. He would definitely not be able to bear this tone. He would make Kunpeng unhappy and let Kunpeng harass himself less in the future.

Eh?

Maitreya, Kunpeng...

Old degenerate, new life...

Li Changshou's eyes lit up, and he felt as if he had a help from writing, and there was a urgency to complete the manuscript in his eyes.

"Don't worry, there's time," Nuwa said calmly, "After this book is finished, you can add another one."
Chapter completed!