The aura of calamity is surging between heaven and earth, and many great powers are sitting in seclusion in the dojo, hoping to avoid the calamity.
Above the thirty-third heaven, there are carved railings and jade buildings, and purple energy comes from the east.
Wa Huang Tian, Wa Huang Palace.
Saint Nuwa was dressed in brocade and her beautiful appearance showed anger, "How dare Emperor Xin'an insult me?"
When Nuwa was furious, she saw a black calamity energy suddenly emerged from the void and attached to Nuwa's body.
The calamity has begun, even the sage Nuwa has been affected, "The Yinzi were subject to an unprincipled and ignorant king. Instead of cultivating their moral integrity to protect the people of the world, they did not fear God and recited poems to humiliate me. It is very abominable!"
Nuwa's angry voice fell and she summoned a flag, which was as big as a thread and more than four or five feet high. The light was divided into five colors and reflected thousands of lights.
There seemed to be two auras of black and white on the surface of the flag, and small green tadpole demons were swimming back and forth.
The power of the saint Nuwa poured into the demon-beckoning banner, and the face of the banner swayed, surrounded by demonic energy.
I saw the sad wind rustling in the ancient wilderness, the evil spirit was permeating the air, the clouds gathered everywhere, and the wind passed by several times.
Countless rays of demonic light rose up and flew towards Nuwa Palace.
Shen Gongbao walked out of the door of the Medical State Pavilion, raised his eyes and stared at the nine heavens. The colorful demonic energy flowed straight towards the Wa Palace.
When the demon-calling flags come out, all the demons in the world will obey orders and no one dares to disobey.
Shen Gongbao's face was calm, and he was not affected by the demon summoning flag at all. He turned around and said to the Medical Country Pavilion, "You are good at practicing, and you are not allowed to go out for the time being!"
"is teacher!"
After Shen Gongbao said this, he turned into a stream of light and followed the group of demons, flying towards the Wa Palace.
In the main hall of the Wa Palace, a group of demons gathered, bowing respectfully to the saint Nuwa and listening to the saint's decree.
Nuwa's beauty was unparalleled, and her anger was still lingering. She looked around the main hall and said, "The three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb are here to stay. You can retreat on your own!"
"Yes, we will obey the sage's decree!" The demons retreated.
Only the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb and Shen Gongbao were left in the main hall.
The three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb are the nine-tailed vixen, the nine-headed pheasant and the jade pipa spirit.
The cultivation of the three demons is quite weak. They only have the appearance of the earthly fairyland and the innate Tao body, but they also have some animal characteristics.
For example, the nine-tailed vixen has transformed into a beautiful woman, with big eyes, curved eyelashes, sparkling lips, snow-white fox ears on top of her head, and a fluffy tail behind her.
The three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb knelt respectfully aside, their bodies trembling slightly, and their hearts filled with fear. Why did the saint leave him alone...
Shen Gongbao's eyes flickered, and he secretly used his Dharma Eye to destroy the illusion, and saw the black aura of calamity surrounding Nuwa's head.
Before Nuwa could give orders to the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, Shen Gongbao took the initiative to step forward and said, "Shen Gongbao, a poor Taoist, has met the saint Nuwa."
"Why is the saint so angry?"
Nuwa did not give Shen Gongbao a good look, "Go to Nuwa Palace to offer incense. You and Emperor Xin should go together."
"You don't know that he writes obscene poems?"
Hearing this, Shen Gongbao also showed anger on his face, "The saint Nuwa has an unparalleled beauty and elegance. This is something that everyone knows in the ancient times. Why is it so unnecessary to use a poem written by Emperor Xin?"
"Di Xin is very hateful." Shen Gongbao said fiercely.
Saint Nuwa's face softened slightly after listening to Shen Gongbao's words. After all, she likes to hear compliments on people's beauty.
Nuwa's voice returned to softness, "I know that you are in Dachang, so you don't need to beat around the bush to praise me today or defend Emperor Xin, who wrote obscene poems. If I don't punish him, how will the saint's face be saved?"
Nuwa was not nice to people, so Shen Gongbao sent Yang Chan to help teach Lingzhu. The saint Nuwa had a good impression of her.
The anger does not implicate Shen Gongbao, but Di Xin must be punished!
The sacred voice is majestic and cannot be refuted. The saint's words are followed and there is no way to take them back.
Shen Gongbao sighed secretly, his eyes gradually became firm, ready to be tough.
Shen Gongbao was wearing a black Taoist robe with a dull expression. He slowly stepped forward, saluted again, and asked loudly: "May I ask Saint Nuwa, which is more important, the face of the Virgin Mother of the human race, or the livelihood of hundreds of millions of people?"
Shen Gongbao asked, and the sound echoed in the hall, endlessly.
The three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb were lying on the ground in fear. Listening to the voice, they were all horrified in their hearts. "Is this man perhaps crazy? Dare he question Saint Nuwa?"
"When the saint is angry, will this Taoist still survive?"
Nuwa frowned slightly. As a human virgin, no one had ever dared to question her like this.
Nuwa created the human race, using the human race as the foundation to gain supreme merit, attain enlightenment and become a saint, and the human race is the foundation of the Tao.
"The livelihood of hundreds of millions of people is of course the most important thing." Nuwa replied.
Shen Gongbao took a step forward again and asked: "Do you still remember the battle of chasing deer?"
The saint is omniscient, omnipotent, and immortal, so how could he forget the battle of chasing deer?
"The battle of Zhulu is a battle for the unification of the human race, so I remember it."
"Does the empress know how many sons are buried in Zhulu Plain?"
Nuwa was silent.
"In the battle of Zhulu, Xuanyuan led thousands of troops to fight against Chiyou. Guangchengzi's incompetence exhausted the three armies, and tens of thousands of elites buried Zhulu."
"Thousands of men are just a number to the lofty saints. It's not a big deal if you die. In other words, the human race has a strong reproductive ability and can recover after hundreds of years of rest."
"But do you know, the empress, what is the significance of millions of sons and daughters to the human race? They are the sons, husbands, fathers, and the backbone of millions of families!"
"If the pillars collapse, how can it be that only tens of millions of people are affected? It's hundreds of millions."
"Di Xin is a disciple of a small Taoist. He cannot be said to have qualifications or understanding, but he was brought up by a poor Taoist. He can be regarded as a good monarch."
"Your Majesty is going to punish Di Xin with just one sentence, but have you ever imagined how much chaos it will cause in the human race?"
"Dynasty war, hundreds of millions of people are buried in foreign lands, wars and wars continue, and blood flows everywhere."
"Since the empress said that humans are more important, how can she bear to see hundreds of millions of humans perished? Countless children have become orphans, and countless families have been broken up?"
Shen Gongbao asked questions repeatedly.
Nuwa remained silent. Before Shen Gongbao made it clear, what Nuwa valued was the saint's face.
As he said, the huge number of human beings is just a series of numbers to the immortal saints, and the terrifying reproductive ability will be restored soon.
When the lich was measuring the calamity, Nuwa avoided it, neither helping the demons nor the humans, and allowed the demons to massacre the humans. This was the same mentality.
But now, this idea was exposed by Shen Gongbao, and his angry heart became chaotic.
Shen Gongbao was too courageous. He questioned the saint head-on. He was so arrogant. If he had faced Yuanshi Tianzun, he would have died countless times.
Nuwa was shocked by Shen Gongbao's boldness, but she was not angry with him and did not blame him for tearing away the "peace of mind that she had enjoyed for many years"...
Saint Nuwa has a beautiful appearance, and her white brows are frowning, "You know, if you dare to talk to me like this, I can kill you at will!"
Shen Gongbao smiled indifferently, "I am not a human being, so I can have this understanding. Saint Nuwa is the Holy Mother and Queen. Isn't it worse than a poor Taoist?"
Faced with the furious Nuwa, Shen Gongbao chose to take a harsh drug.
In the main hall, it was extremely silent.
Shen Gongbao's heart was beating very fast. If he said he wasn't afraid, that would be a lie. He was just pretending to be indifferent.
On the side, the nine-tailed vixen had a pair of snow-white ears. He raised his prone body slightly, and glanced at Shen Gongbao secretly with his bright eyes, "This man is so bold..."
The nine-tailed fox raised his eyes and saw Feng Shen's handsome and handsome face. His little heart was beating loudly. He couldn't help but be obsessed with it. His tail swayed unconsciously behind him.
Seeing the silence of Saint Nuwa, Shen Gongbao took the initiative to step forward and explain.
After saying the tough words, she was able to frighten Nuwa, and then she could only listen to the saint by explaining the reasons.
"Reporting to the saint, Pindao has taught Di Xin since he was a child. I can be sure that he is definitely not a lustful and shameless person. When offering incense, Pindao discovered something unusual. I don't know whether I should say it..."
