Chapter 60 Human Crisis◇
◎Without a man in mind, draw your sword and become a god◎
After much anticipation, Nuwa finally waited for Kong Shuang to appear.
On the other side, the Jiejiao's eldest brother, Duobao, continued to chatter, "Saint Madam, our teacher said that Madam Kong Shuang was injured and needs to rest. I am late, so please forgive me."
The fight between the Empress and the teacher was an internal matter of their Biyou Palace, so he naturally couldn't tell outsiders about it.
They should solve their own problems themselves, and then they should tell Yunxiao and the others not to talk nonsense outside.
Duobao couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up: I am such a smart little guy.
He thought so.
Kong Shuang, holding Tongtian, arrived late, his face flushed. His usually dashing demeanor now had a touch of tenderness and charm. Upon seeing Nuwa, he pursed his lips and smiled, "Why is the Saint here?"
Nuwa looked at her rosy cheeks, then looked at Tongtian behind him, whose face was as dark as ink and so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it, and she resisted the urge to cover her mouth and laugh.
Tongtian has always been gentle and distant, how could he have such a sour look on his face?
She had been in love with Fuxi for millions of years, and she could see at a glance that he was unsatisfied.
The behavior of these two people clearly showed that they had disturbed their good thing.
He also lied to his apprentice that he was injured and needed to rest.
Nuwa was so happy that she couldn't contain her joy. However, she still had a frown on her face and tears in her eyes. She threw herself into Kong Shuang's arms and said, "Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang, you are finally here."
Kong Shuang was caught off guard by the beauty's embrace, and her heart was satisfied. The bad mood of being interrupted in her good time was swept away. Then she raised her hand to comfort Nuwa, but suddenly saw that Nuwa was still dragging the long snake tail behind her.
The hand that had just been extended was retracted.
Birds and snakes are also natural enemies. She used to be very afraid of Nuwa's snake tail, but after getting familiar with it, she was no longer so uncomfortable.
As the most powerful snake in the prehistoric world, apart from the racial hostility, Kong Shuang had to admit that Nuwa's snake tail was very beautiful, the color was an extremely beautiful blue, and every scale was so shiny that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
She had just taken a quick glance at the snake's tail beneath her skirt, and for some reason, she felt that the brilliance of the scales seemed a little dim.
Just like her feathers, when the color fades, it means that her magic power has been greatly reduced or she is injured. There is always something wrong.
But she also felt that it was unlikely. Nuwa was now a saint, and no one could hurt her.
Could it be that Fuxi was angry with her again?
She couldn't help but let her wild thoughts run wild again, and the next second, someone lifted up her clothes, widening the distance between her and Nuwa.
She looked to her side unhappily and saw Tongtian with a displeased look on his face. He glanced at her indifferently, then took her hand again and interlocked their fingers.
Kong Shuang struggled a few times, but seeing he couldn't get out, he could only resign himself to his fate and turned back to Nuwa: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, what's wrong with you?"
Even the address changed from saint to fellow Taoist. Tongtian snorted barely perceptibly and held her hand even tighter.
Kong Shuang glared at her.
Nuwa had a panoramic view of the lawsuit between the two people in front of her. If it wasn't for something really important, she would really like to watch the show for a while longer, but unfortunately the current situation did not allow it.
Nuwa stretched out her sleeve to wipe away the nonexistent tears: "Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang, may I discuss this with you in detail?"
This means to expel the Tongtian.
Kong Shuang felt like playing a prank, so he readily agreed. With a look of deep resentment, he took Nuwa to his room.
Kong Shuang left without any reluctance, and the unsatisfied Shangqing's face became even uglier.
Seeing that he was unhappy, Duobao patted his chest to comfort the teacher: "Teacher, Nuwa Saint and Niangniang are both girls. Girls always have private conversations to share. We can't eavesdrop!"
Then he remembered that there was another Duobao on the field. Tongtian turned around and smiled suddenly: "Go and call your fellow apprentices. I have nothing to do today, so I will give you a sermon."
Duobao: Pawn!
Tongtian was giving his disciples a lecture on meditation, while Kong Shuang had already pulled Nuwa aside to ask, "I see you're in such a hurry, fellow Daoist. I wonder what happened?"
Nuwa's face changed drastically, and she felt herself smoldering with anger as she thought of this: "Di Jun, this villain, actually doesn't care about my human race at all. It's really despicable."
Kong Shuang understood. It was probably the matter of the ten little golden crows in the sky. He didn't know if Di Jun's brain was stuck in the door. So much time had passed, and he still let the little golden crows hang in the sky, causing the Moon to avoid them. In the ancient world, there was only daylight, and no night.
One or two days would be fine, but she was worried that if things continued like this for a while, the entire world would be in chaos.
She joined Nuwa in scolding Di Jun, saying that a good best friend should be someone whose enemy is also my enemy. If you want to kill him, I will be there to hold the door for you.
Nuwa sighed deeply and told the story.
The most dissatisfied tribe in the ancient world with the birth of ten little golden crows was the witch tribe, not to mention that Emperor Jun let the little golden crows fly around in the sky every day. Even though the witch tribe was powerful, it was not without any impact.
But the sky is the territory of the Heavenly Court, in other words, it is the territory of the demon clan. The prince of the demon clan is playing on his own territory. Even if the Taoist Patriarch comes in person, he cannot tell the little golden crow to go to the small dark room and not come out, as it will affect the witch clan.
The two tribes had already made an alliance, with the demon tribe controlling the sky and the witch tribe controlling the earth. The witch tribe did not want to break the alliance, so they could only swallow their anger and then turn their attention to the human tribe, the neighbor of Mount Buzhou.
The human race is weak and ostentatious, making them the perfect punching bag, and they can also intimidate the demon race.
So, the human race was in trouble again.
Nuwa naturally couldn't stand it, so she once again went to negotiate with the witch clan. However, this time, the one in charge of the witch clan was no longer an ordinary great witch, but the twelve ancestor witches, who were not afraid of saints.
They retorted, "There are ten more suns in the sky. We, the Wu tribe, have no water and no food. We have no choice but to eat humans. If you don't want us to eat humans, take those ten suns away."
Although these words were unreasonable, they touched Nuwa's heart. She had disliked Di Jun for a long time!
This sinister man openly showed great respect to her in front of the ministers of Heaven, but secretly spoke ill of her, saying that she was just lucky to have become a disciple of Daozu and obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, otherwise she would not have existed in the prehistoric world.
She attacked Di Jun in the Heavenly Palace. Di Jun seemed to be subservient to her, but he always mentioned Fuxi in his words. The subtext was that he was using Fuxi to threaten her. Everyone in the Heavenly Palace was Di Jun's subordinate, so they would naturally help Di Jun.
Amidst the clamor, someone unexpectedly said, "The human race is nothing more than a race molded from clay by the Saint Nuwa. If the Saint couldn't bear to part with them, why not just mold a new batch? Perhaps they'll be even more powerful than the current human race..."
She almost wanted to vomit blood. How could the human race be created so casually? Every person was created with her hard work and effort, just like her own child. If her child was killed, how could a mother not feel sad?
She didn't get what she deserved in Heaven, and she was so angry that she wanted to run to Zixiao Palace to complain to Daozu. But although Daozu was her teacher, they were actually not very familiar with each other.
Nuwa thought about it again and again, and thought of Kong Shuang. There were not many people around her, and the only one she could use, Fuxi, had to be divided into two halves with Di Jun. In desperation, she could only ask Kong Shuang for help.
She held Kong Shuang's hand tightly: "Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang, you are all I have now..."
Kong Shuang scratched her head. What could she say? If Nuwa came to ask her to fight Di Jun together, she would definitely say it without hesitation. After all, she didn't like Di Jun that much.
But in other aspects, she could do nothing to help.
Kong Shuang kept his mouth shut and still couldn't say what was in his heart.
In her opinion, Nuwa, a great saint, had brought this upon herself.
As the saying goes, if there is no man in your heart, you will naturally become a god when you draw your sword. After being humiliated in the Heavenly Palace, Nuwa did nothing. Could it be that a saint could not defeat Di Jun? Kong Shuang did not believe it. In the final analysis, Nuwa was concerned about Fuxi and did not want to fall out with Di Jun, so she let Di Jun go too far.
Since Di Jun was threatening Fuxi, if Nuwa was no longer threatened, she would be willing to give up Fuxi and would not be afraid of a mere Di Jun.
Seeing the hesitation on her face, Nuwa gritted her teeth and said, "Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang, I created the human race with your guidance. You are half the mother of the human race. Can you really bear to see the human race suffer this hardship?"
The corner of Kong Shuang's mouth twitched, and he felt that this sentence sounded somewhat familiar. Finally, he remembered that Minghe had said something similar.
"What do you want me to do?"
Nuwa cried with joy and held Kong Shuang's hand, feeling very moved: "The Twelve Ancestral Witches are powerful. I don't ask you to come forward, but I only ask you to protect the human race in secret."
Kong Shuang nodded. This was an easy task for her.
Then she looked at Nuwa again and sighed, "But if you continue like this, there's no end in sight. Are you going to be coerced by Di Jun for the rest of your life? Di Jun is so good at putting on a show. He's got both the face and the money. Isn't that a huge loss?"
Upon hearing this, Nuwa felt a surge of warmth flowing through her heart, warming her soul. She couldn't help but say, "Brother is devoted to following Di Jun. No matter what I say, he won't listen. I don't know what kind of magic potion Di Jun gave him. Sometimes, when I get so angry, I make up my mind not to get entangled with him anymore, but brother always tries to persuade me..."
Kong Shuang's expression was solemn. "A saint is a saint because he is a saint from the ancient world, not a saint from the demon tribe. How can he be controlled by others?"
Nuwa was stunned and felt that Kong Shuang's words were a bit harsh, but she also understood that these words were from the heart, and she also understood what Kong Shuang was hinting at her.
Kong Shuang asked her to choose between the dignity of a saint and Fuxi!
She understood this truth very well. Fuxi was her weak spot, and Di Jun had spotted her weak spot and was able to catch her with every strike!
Thinking of this, she secretly made up her mind and bowed slightly to Kong Shuang: "I will think carefully about what you said, Daoist friend."
Kong Shuang returned the gift, hoping that Nuwa would come to her senses soon.
The human race suffered from natural disasters and man-made calamities, and their lives were miserable. Without food, they couldn't even do anything to prevent the ground from being covered with starving people.
This scene looked better than the last time Kong Shuang saw the witch tribe attack.
Although the Wu Clan eats humans, they have become much more restrained. They no longer feel the novelty of eating humans. They are tired of eating them and naturally no longer crave them.
Seeing this scene, Kong Shuang didn't know whether he should feel happy or sad for the human race.
Kong Shuang and Tongtian hid in the dark and quietly rescued those humans who fell into the hands of the Wu clan. After the Wu clan no longer cared about eating humans, they began to plunder humans as slaves.
Even if they don’t have enough food to eat, they still have to work. At least they can keep their lives, and the human race is already very satisfied.
Nuwa did not come to save them, and the Three Pure Ones who initially taught them also turned a deaf ear to them. The human race began to realize that they were the most reliable.
Tongtian was very pleased.
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