Kui Kui did not know the Immortal Emperor's identity, but from his attire and aura, it was not difficult to tell that he was a powerful immortal and that he did not have a good relationship with Mo Ye.
Kui Kui learned from Mo Ye that she was a descendant of Nuwa, so she was not surprised that this immortal recognized her.
But why does this fairy call herself Little Stone? Could it be that her name in her previous life was Little Stone?
What does it mean to be "completely destroyed, body and soul"?
She turned to look at Mo Ye, hoping he could answer her questions.
Suddenly, a huge, handsome face appeared right in front of him, and he could even smell a faint scent of blood.
Kui Kui instinctively tried to back away, but Mo Ye pressed down on the back of her head with one hand.
A magnetic voice said, "Don't move, let me take a closer look."
Kui Kui didn't know what the little stone the Immortal Emperor was talking about, but Mo Ye did.
There are many stones in the celestial realm, but only a few are famous: the Marriage Stone in Xianghuoling Palace, the Three Lives Stone in Tianfu Palace, and the divine stone used by Nuwa to mend the sky.
The most famous of them all is undoubtedly the last one.
The sacred stone contains the word "divine," so it is naturally related to gods.
Gods and immortals, gods come first, immortals come second, gods are above, immortals are below.
Nuwa was not only an ancient deity, but also the mother goddess of China. She created humans from clay and mended the sky with five-colored stones.
Legend has it that Nuwa refined 36,500 and 10,000 five-colored stones, each 12 zhang thick and 24 zhang wide, and later used all 36,500 of them to mend the sky.
Because the stone is five-colored, it transforms into the rosy clouds in the sky, with five colors flowing and changing.
The remaining five-colored stone was taken to the celestial realm by Nuwa.
As the sun rose and the moon set, this divine stone came to life and developed its own consciousness.
At that time, Shenshi saw that Nuwa missed her daughter Feng Mifei, so he used Feng Mifei's image to transform into his own.
Nuwa loved the child so much that she kept him by her side all day, named him Little Stone, and taught him with great care.
Time is a butcher's knife; it can kill not only pigs, but also gods.
Gods have long lifespans, but they still age and die. Stones, however, do not. Time only smooths away their rough edges, making them smoother and more gentle.
Little Stone tearfully bid farewell to Nuwa.
She watched as the ancient gods passed away one by one, watched as humans pursued the Dao and cultivated themselves into immortals, and watched as demons, monsters, and other creatures were born in the world, maintaining a balance between each other.
Over time, Little Stone also found the meaning of her existence. She carefully taught the descendants of Nuwa, just as Nuwa had treated her in the past.
She watched as Nuwa's bloodline grew weaker and weaker, and as Nuwa's descendants passed away generation after generation.
Even if her heart were made of stone, it would still ache, but she was powerless to do anything about it.
Because of the spirit within her, her cultivation speed was extremely slow.
The spiritual energy that a human can accumulate in a year of cultivation, an animal might need ten years to accumulate, but a small stone would need a hundred years to accumulate.
Gradually, she became more and more silent, and she hardly spoke to anyone except the descendants of Nuwa.
Gradually, fewer and fewer people knew about her origins.
It wasn't until she and the last descendant of Nuwa sacrificed themselves to mend the sky that the celestial realm remembered the existence of such a wondrous spirit.
However, it was no use thinking about it anymore. From then on, there were no more descendants of Nuwa in the immortal realm, nor was there any more Little Stone.
Mo Ye squinted, trying to see more clearly whether Kui Kui was a descendant of Nuwa or the reincarnation of Little Stone.
The half-mad Immortal Emperor suddenly moved.
Mo Ye cannot be kept, and the little stone must not be kept either!
Sensing the vibration in the air, Mo Ye turned around and met the flying immortal sword with a palm strike.
The immortal sword spun in mid-air, as if it had come to life, and circled around Mo Ye's palm before flying towards Kui Kui behind him.
From the moment he met the Immortal Emperor, Kui Kui remained on guard.
His attacks were puppetry techniques enhanced by his mental energy.
A small shield, about half the size of a palm, was woven from red silk that shimmered with silver light and placed in front of the sword.
"Sizzle!"
The sword tip pierced the small shield, and the sword energy lifted the bangs on Kui Kui's forehead, aiming for the red mark on her forehead.
"bite!"
A soft sound was heard.
The immortal sword pierced Kui Kui's forehead, but could not penetrate any further.
Kui Kui opened his eyes wide, blood seeping from his forehead, the corners of his eyes, his mouth and nose, as memories of his past life surfaced in his mind.
She gripped the immortal sword in one hand, and the sword trembled violently as if facing a formidable enemy.
Kui Kui let the sharp blade cut his palm, and blood immediately stained the blade red.
She slowly exerted force, gradually moving the sword away from her forehead.
Kui Kui coldly stared at the Immortal Emperor.
The Immortal Emperor's eyes were filled with shock. He clearly saw a rhombus-shaped, multicolored gem slowly emerging from the wound on Kui Kui's forehead.
The little stone has awakened.
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