Chapter 42 Nuwa's Visit◇

◎Tsundere and all-powerful◎

Since they were all Golden Immortals who were about to become saints, Tongtian naturally would not experience the situation in later generations where people would get burned from their ears to their cheeks, and then be provoked to the point of stammering and being unable to speak, and then surrender.

He took a small step back, stroked Kong Shuang's soft hair, and whispered soothingly, "Now that you've spoken out about the past, you've let go of a demon. Congratulations, your realm has been lifted again."

The perfect smile on Kong Shuang's face successfully loosened, and all the lingering and charming thoughts disappeared completely. She sighed heavily again: "Shut up!"

Tongtian coughed lightly, his eyes moving with a smile.

An ambiguous atmosphere flowed around the two of them.

"Senior Brother Tongtian, Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang, we have come to visit specially!" At this moment, a soft and graceful voice sounded.

A golden auspicious cloud appeared in the sky, and a beautiful female cultivator fell from the cloud, her purple fairy clothes fluttering in the wind, and her demeanor was noble and elegant.

Kong Shuang was surprised and delighted. He pushed Tongtian aside and went to greet him: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, I didn't expect you to come?"

Tongtian's old injury had not healed yet. After this push, his body shook a few times and he covered his chest and started coughing violently.

Kong Shuang quickly turned around to support him and patted him on the back: "I'm sorry, I forgot about you just now."

He was so confused that he almost couldn't breathe before confessing his feelings to me, but the next second he forgot about me when he saw someone else.

He leaned lightly on Kong Shuang's shoulder and panted weakly, "Then why do you care about me?"

Kong Shuang was ashamed by what he said: "Okay, okay, I'll take care of you, of course I'll take care of you."

Tongtian hummed in satisfaction, and glanced at Nuwa with his deep peach blossom eyes proudly: "Junior Sister Nuwa, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Nuwa was stunned and forced the corners of her lips to lift: "No, no."

I thought to myself: Sure enough, the rumors in the ancient times are true.

Somehow, Kong Shuang suddenly had a strange feeling, as if some truth had flashed by and she didn't catch it.

She looked at Nuwa apologetically and said, "I should have prepared a welcome for you, Daoist Fellow Nuwa, but I have something important to attend to. Why don't you wait for me to settle Daoist Fellow Tongtian first?"

Nuwa nodded.

Kong Shuang called over a few skylarks and asked them to take Nuwa to the Phoenix clan's palace to wait for her.

Phoenixes live in paulownia trees, so most of the creatures on the Undead Volcano live on paulownia trees, and even the palaces on the Undead Volcano are built on paulownia trees.

But Kong Shuang is not a phoenix and does not like to live in trees. Her residence is a two-story bamboo house she built herself. It is similar to the one in later generations, but the difference is that the bamboo house has been reinforced many times and there are formations everywhere.

She hadn't been back to the Immortal Volcano for a long time, and no one even cared about her residence.

After performing a cleansing spell, the bamboo building looked brand new from top to bottom. Kong Shuang pulled Tongtian into the inner room and helped him onto the cloud bed. "This isn't a solution. If we wait for you to heal on your own, who knows how long it will take. How about I heal you?"

Tongtian held her hand and said, "It's okay. I have my elder brother's Nine Revolutions Golden Pill. You don't need to help me."

"Then why are you pulling me so hard? You should heal your wounds quickly. I still have to go see fellow Taoist Nuwa." Kong Shuang waved his hand and turned to leave.

Tongtian coughed again and looked at her with a frown, causing her to look back again.

Kong Shuang looked at him and felt that he looked strangely familiar. Suddenly, her eyes became blazing and she asked firmly, "You don't want me to go see fellow Daoist Nuwa, do you?"

Under her bright eyes, Tongtian's guilty look was vague and wavering.

Kong Shuang chuckled, sat down in front of him, and hooked his chin with her slender fingers: "You should have said it earlier. If you obey me, I won't go to see fellow Taoist Nuwa."

Tongtian's face froze for a long time, then he took a deep breath and turned around: "Go if you want to!"

Kong Shuang raised his eyebrows and laughed heartily, his face filled with joy. "You're being stubborn, so I'll go. Fellow Daoist Nuwa is a guest after all, and I won't keep you waiting for too long!"

Tongtian listened to the footsteps gradually fading away and then disappearing. He turned around and found that the room was empty except for him.

He turned around angrily, frowned tightly, and the Taoist in the green robe appeared in front of him again.

She really wants to leave after all, so what does it matter if she says nice things!

On the other side, Kong Shuang instructed two little demons to take good care of Tongtian, and then went to the Phoenix Clan Palace.

The palace of the Phoenix Clan is full of the aesthetics of the Phoenix Clan. Generally speaking, it is gorgeous and colorful, using whatever bright colors are used. As a time traveler, Kong Shuang has never agreed with this, so he seldom sets foot here.

None of her friends had ever been to the Immortal Volcano, so Nuwa was the first one and had no experience.

So when Kong Shuang entered the hall, he regretted it. How could he have forgotten the Phoenix Clan's unique aesthetic? If he invited Nuwa in, maybe she would think it was his own aesthetic.

Fortunately, the scene was more harmonious than she had imagined. Nuwa sat alone in the hall, with a group of various birds circling around her. She looked very happy and did not show any disgust.

The Undying Volcano had not welcomed its owner for a long time. As soon as Kong Shuang entered, the flock of birds and beasts scattered, leaving only two people.

Kong Shuang picked up a skylark and transformed it into a boy. He told him to serve tea and asked Nuwa with a smile, "Dear Daoist Nuwa, I have just returned to the East. I wonder how you heard about this?"

Nuwa felt a little guilty, so she couldn't say that she had heard rumors from outside and came to verify the gossip on a whim.

She sighed deeply, "To be honest, ever since I received the Primordial Purple Qi from my teacher, I've been diligently cultivating day and night, but I haven't managed to kill a single corpse yet. I've realized that I have no hope of becoming a saint."

Kong Shuang thought about it and realized that you are certainly not hopeless in becoming a saint, but your method of becoming a saint is not to kill the three corpses, but to become a saint through great merit.

She comforted him, "You can't say that. Becoming a saint depends on fate. Fellow Daoist has already obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, yet you still say you have no fate with becoming a saint. What should we do? Why don't you change your mindset and think about it..."

Don't be obsessed with beheading the three corpses.

Nuwa smiled in surprise. "That's what my brother said. If you only focus on one thing, you'll fall behind. That's why I left Buzhou Mountain and traveled around the wilderness, wanting to see if there's any way to achieve it."

Kong Shuang sensed interest and teased, "Since it was Daoist Fellow Fuxi who suggested it, why didn't he accompany you? How could he bear to leave you alone?"

Nuwa heard the hidden meaning in Kong Shuang's words, and her face flushed: "There are many things to do in the Heavenly Palace, and Di Jun can't leave his brother for a moment!"

When Kong Shuang heard her addressing Di Jun by his given name instead of calling him the Demon King, he knew she harbored resentment towards him, so he jokingly changed the subject: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, you have been traveling through the wilderness recently. I wonder if you have realized the law of fate?"

Upon hearing this question, Nuwa sighed again: "Stop talking. I always feel like something is missing. I always want to discuss something with my brother, but he is too busy. I am the only one left in the cave. Let alone the fate, there is not even a sound."

After a few words, the topic turned to Fuxi. Kong Shuang held his forehead and thought of the future opportunity for Nuwa to become a saint - to create humans and become a saint!

She tried to remind him, "Daoyou are bored all day long. Why don't you have children with Daoist Fuxi? That way, you can spend some time with him."

These days, the mention of having children wouldn't make cultivators who were obsessed with cultivation all day shy. Nuwa straightened her expression and began to discuss this issue with Kong Shuang: "I've thought about it, but at our level of cultivation, having children would only harm our bodies. Besides, although my brother and I are born as living beings, we transformed into beasts. Even if we have children, they will still be monsters before they develop spiritual intelligence. How can they entertain me?"

Good girlfriends should help each other, but Kong Shuang had no experience in childbirth and didn't really understand it. She could only remind him, "Daoyou, you are a Daluo Jinxian and are good at creating the Dao. Why don't you create a congenital Dao body that is born with spiritual intelligence? Wouldn't that be able to accompany Daoyou and entertain you?"

This was equivalent to telling Nuwa the answer directly. Nuwa was not a poor student. As soon as these words came out, her face lit up and her heart was touched. She was about to enter a state of enlightenment and even forgot the purpose of this gossip trip.

Kong Shuangyan was quick and quickly pulled her back: "Wait a minute, Daoist friend, I have something else to ask you..."

In the prehistoric times, blocking someone's advancement was like killing their parents. Although Nuwa had no parents, she still looked unhappy after being stopped. However, she remembered that she was in Kong Shuang's territory at the moment, and had been instructed by Kong Shuang, so she suppressed her anger.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak?"

Facing Nuwa's glare that looked as if she was about to kill him, Kong Shuang had no choice but to ask, feeling miserable in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would have held off on talking about the creation of humans until later.

As the sky gradually darkened, Nuwa's excitement tore through space and returned to Buzhou Mountain. After watching Nuwa's figure disappear into the distance, Kong Shuang returned to her small bamboo house, where there was an older child waiting for her to coax him!

She entered the room in the dark. There was no light inside, but with her strength as a Golden Immortal, she could naturally see at night. She saw the older child lying on the bed, his hands clasped on his lower abdomen, sleeping soundly.

Liar, you are already a Golden Immortal, how could you still be sleeping?

However, her sleeping posture is still very elegant and her face is pretty. Perhaps this is what the legendary Sleeping Beauty looks like.

Unfortunately, she is not a prince and cannot wake the princess up with a kiss.

Kong Shuang stared at the face that looked even whiter and more jade-like in the night, and resisted the urge to swipe him into the small dark room. He took a deep breath and slapped him on the chest: "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, stop pretending!"

The man groaned and opened his dark eyes: "What? Why don't you accompany your fellow Daoist Nuwa?"

Kong Shuang saw two men with murderous eyes in a single day, secretly sighing at his popularity, and then helped him up: "I am not good at the Xuanhuang Dao, so I just asked for some advice from fellow Daoist Nuwa. Let's heal!"

Tongtian's eyes lit up and he asked, "So you went to find Nuwa to learn the Way of Xuanhuang?"

Kong Shuang sat cross-legged behind him, his palms touching his thin back. He rolled his eyes when he heard this: "What else?"

She clearly felt the body under her hand stiffen. After a long while, she heard the man's lazy voice: "Well, I know!"

Kong Shuang roared in his heart, don’t just know it, take some practical action!

Crystal clear magic power flowed over the two people's bodies, and Kong Shuang felt relieved. Tongtian's injuries were not as serious as she had imagined. Of course, he was injured by the Zhuxian Sword, the most powerful killing weapon in the world, and there was also the backlash of the golden light of merit, so his injuries were not light.

Overall it was better than she imagined!

After feeling that his body was gradually getting better, Kong Shuang asked the question that had been on his mind: "What exactly happened at that time?"

Hearing this, Tongtian's pale face became more gloomy.