Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

"You have to remember his appearance well, and stay away from him next time you see him!"

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Amidst the whispers of the crowd, Xuan Chengzi came near the incense car, bowed and bowed, "The disciple pays homage to the uncle, and may the uncle live forever!"

"Don't be too polite."

The curtain is separated to the two sides, revealing the dignified and bright face of Nuwa saint. The exquisite facial features are distributed in the best proportion on that beautiful face. Like an ink painting, the face is like a peach petal, the eyes are like autumn waves, there is a faint luster flowing on the skin, and the clear light is shining in the eyes.

She was wearing a simple and elegant light blue palace dress, her black and smooth hair was tied up in a bun and tied with a jasper hairpin, without any other decorations.

Of course, she doesn't need any decorations either.

Looking at the prehistoric world, how many people can see her true face?

Xuan Chengzi didn't dare to look too much, and asked curiously, "I don't know what is the master's order for the disciple?"

"I want to give you a merit."

Xuan Chengzi was startled when Nuwa Saint spoke.

And this good thing?

The treasure hunters below are even more envious to the separation of the wall.

What is the relationship between Xuan Chengzi and the Nuwa saint, so that the dignified saint can personally come and give him merit.

Let alone outsiders like them, even Xuandu and Jin Ling couldn't help feeling sour.

Eldest brother's merits and luck are already as deep as the abyss and the sea, and in the end there are saints who come to give merits.

Could this be the benefit of profound merit and luck?

The rich get richer and the poor get poorer?

There are also some quick-response Da Luo Jinxians who communicated with their acquaintances: "I remembered that Nuwa sage was able to prove the Tao and become a sage because of Xuan Chengzi's guidance. Maybe now he is repaying this karma."

"Not only that! Don't forget that when the lich slaughtered people, even the ancestor witch and a group of demon saints were dispatched, but Xuan Chengzi worked hard to save most of the human race."

"In short, this Xuan Chengzi cannot be provoked!"

"Who dares to provoke him now, there are so many quasi-sages and great powers from the two clans of the Lich, there is nothing they can do about him!"

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Chapter 176 What's wrong with carrying a treasure house with me

After Buzhou Mountain was photographed into the sky, the place where it is located has evolved into a boundless black abyss. Weak water from all directions pours into it, but it does not seem to be filled.

over nine days.

Nuwa sage sat in the colorful incense car and looked at Xuanchengzi solemnly, "There is a shortage in the sky, so that the weak water of the Tianhe River falls on the prehistoric land, causing the people to die. I need to add some natural materials and earthly treasures, so you can help me collect them..."

Xuan Chengzi stood beside the incense car and nodded slightly.

It turns out that the merit mentioned by the sage Nuwa is the merit of mending the sky!

This is not just as simple as earning some merit, but a great cause and effect that benefits countless living beings!

Because this huge hole in the sky has caused a huge disaster to the prehistoric world, and countless lives are at stake.

If there is no one to govern, the creatures living on the wild land will be swallowed up by the weak water sooner or later.

At this time, whoever fills the hole will naturally gain a lot of merit, and at the same time save the lives of countless living beings.

This is a great cause and effect!

Countless creatures will be grateful for it!

Of course, ordinary immortals are not capable of mending the sky.

Even the quasi-sage might not be able to do it.

It takes a saint to do it.

And Xuan Chengzi can get a lot of merit if he can help the saint when mending the sky, and will be remembered by countless living beings.

In this way, when people in later generations talk about Nuwa mending the sky, they will also think that it was a Taoist disciple named Xuan Chengzi who provided materials and refined them into five-color stones, so that Nuwa saints were able to fill up the gaps in the sky... …

hiss--

Just thinking about it is beautiful!

Even such a good thing, the empress can take me...

Xuan Chengzi was moved while listening carefully to the materials needed to refine the five-color stone.

The five-color stone is made of half of Buzhou Mountain as the main material, supplemented by thousands of rare ores such as Xuanming stone, Fengxue stone, Huangming stone, black spar, fairy spar, secret sky stone...

The conversation between Nuwa and Xuan Chengzi was not deliberately concealed, and the treasure hunters below who hadn't left could hear it, and couldn't help discussing it.

"These ores seem to be the essence of mountains and rivers, distributed throughout the prehistoric land... I'm afraid it's not easy to collect these materials?"

"Isn't it too much material to refine the five-color stone?"

"Five-colored stones are used to mend the sky, no amount of material is too much, right?"

"Using half of Buzhou Mountain as the main material, supplemented by the essence of various mountains and rivers as auxiliary materials, if the refined five-color stone is used as a spiritual treasure, it must be quite extraordinary..."

"You all know how to fight and kill... that's what Saint Nuwa used to repair the sky."

"However, it may not be easy to collect these materials. It is estimated that I will have to travel all over the wild land..."

"That's too time-consuming, right? Even if he can cross the Great Desolate Continent in one day, it will take at least decades to travel all over the world... After such a long time, the Great Desolate Continent will be submerged by weak water, right? "

"Sage Nuwa shouldn't wait for him for so long, right? She and God Fuxi are both the most benevolent innate gods. Even if they want to repay the karma of enlightenment, they shouldn't joke about the lives of countless creatures!"

"Look, Xuan Chengzi is still motionless up to now, obviously he has thought of this, and he must be embarrassed too!"

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Hearing the whispers of the crowd, both Jin Ling and Xuan Du also felt that it made sense. Looking at the sky again, they saw Xuan Chengzi standing motionless beside the incense car, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about what was embarrassing. thing.

Seeing this scene, both Jin Ling and Xuan couldn't help feeling anxious for Xuan Chengzi.

The work of mending the sky is definitely a huge harvest!

But it is not an easy task to collect all these stones in a short time!

Thinking of this, Jin Ling quickly sent a voice transmission to Xuan Chengzi and said: "Brother, don't worry, we can contact Brother Duobao and the others. With the strength of all the fellow disciples, we should be able to gather all the materials within three months!"

Xuan Chengzi was taken aback for a moment when he received the sound transmission, then he reacted and said with a smile: "Don't bother, I've already collected it."

"Ok?"

Jin Ling was stunned.

There are so many rare ores, and each kind of stone represents the essence of a mountain and river, and it is necessary to travel all over the wild.

Saint Nuwa just finished talking about the required materials, even with such a great supernatural power, it is impossible to collect them so quickly, right?

How did the big brother do it?

If Jin Ling's reaction was curiosity and confusion, those treasure hunters' reactions were surprise and doubt.

"Is he lying?"

"Except for the saint, who can collect so many rare ores in such a short period of time?"

"He didn't even move!"

"If you kill me, I don't believe he has already collected all of them!"

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Beside the incense car, Xuan Chengzi took out three treasure bags specially used to store rare ores.

"Uncle, all the ore materials needed to refine the five-color stone have been collected."

Saint Nuwa nodded slightly, not surprised at all.

It must take a long time just to collect these ores.

But Xuan Chengzi was different. Before the end of the lich, he had just visited the Heavenly Court. Not only did he visit the Zicui Pill Room, which is an important place for alchemy, but he also visited the Tiangong Workshop, which is an important place for refining weapons.

These two centers of alchemy and weapon refining not only hide many spiritual pills and treasures, but also store a large number of treasures of heaven, material and earth.

These were all swept away by Xuan Chengzi.

Sage Nuwa is well aware of this, that's why he entrusts him with collecting materials, so that he can share the power of mending the sky.

Otherwise, with the respect of a dignified saint, she still needs help from others to collect some materials?

Isn't that just a matter of ticking fingers?

At this moment, under the surprised and questioning eyes of all the treasure hunters, Xuan Chengzi poured out the ore treasures in the three treasure bags.

At this moment, countless shining stones of various colors spewed out like a tide. Each ore treasure is different, some are as big as a mountain, and some are as small as a sesame seed. The essence of the land, mountains and rivers.

These rare minerals are scattered in the air like stars, and the number is astonishing, forming a colorful and bright galaxy.

The treasure hunters below were dumbfounded.

"He actually collected all the materials!"

"He seems to be ready."

"But how did he know he needed these materials?"

"That's right, the sky has never been broken before..."

"Do you think there is a possibility that he already has innumerable treasures of heaven, material and earth, and just now he was motionless when he was selecting the materials needed to refine the five-color stone?"

"You mean he carries a treasure house with him, which contains all kinds of natural and earthly treasures?"

"hiss--"

Many people took a deep breath.

This seems really possible!

Chapter 177 Too Much...It Will Break

over nine days.

Qingluan and Caifeng pulled Xiangchebao and stopped in the air.

Nuwa sage sat in the incense car with a solemn expression, and with a light tap of her slender hand, a ball of spiritual light emerged and expanded in the air.

In the spiritual light is a slightly old cauldron full of dilapidated gaps.

Heaven and Earth Cauldron!

Xuan Chengzi recognized this top-quality innate spirit treasure at a glance.

At the beginning, Nuwa Saint created the human race with the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and the Three Lights Divine Water in this cauldron.

During the Lich War, this great cauldron suffered too much damage and has become dilapidated.

Seeing this big tripod, Xuan Chengzi thought of the Great God Fuxi.

Although he knew that the most important thing at this moment was to mend the sky, he still couldn't help but looked at the Nuwa saint and asked, "Is Uncle Fuxi alright?"

Saint Nuwa nodded slightly, and said meaningfully: "It won't be long before you can see him again."

Xuan Chengzi knew it in his heart, knowing that the saint in front of him should have sent God Fuxi into reincarnation.

At a certain point in the future, Fuxi will be born in the human race.

At this time, Nuwa sage flicked his fingertips, and a ball of chaotic aura flew out from his fingertips and landed on the broken Qiankun cauldron, which immediately expanded violently.

The broken Qiankun cauldron was immediately enveloped by the chaotic aura, and the cracks on the cauldron were rapidly healing and repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the dilapidated Qiankun Ding took on a completely new look.

Afterwards, a flash of five-color light spewed out from the tripod, and the tripod body also overflowed with endless black and yellow energy, sucking all the rare ore treasures like a galaxy into the tripod. The big and small Buzhou Mountains were also thrown in.

The five-color light in the cauldron became stronger and brighter, and the ore rare treasures that condensed the essence of the prehistoric land were undergoing a series of steps such as tumbling, decomposition, refining, removing the chaff and preserving the essence, and merging in the cauldron.

Xuan Chengzi didn't know how long it would take, anyway, Saint Nuwa didn't let him leave, so he just waited beside him.

At this time, he found that the ball of chaotic aura that Nuwa Sage just popped out from his fingers did not retract, but quietly suspended above the Qiankun Cauldron, which was about the size of a basketball and round like a ball.

Xuan Chengzi looked twice more curiously, and after thinking for a while, he realized that this cloud of chaotic aura was the source of the power of the Qiankun Ding.