Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Deep in chaos.

The outline of the Wahuang Palace was looming in the clouds, as if it was a jade building floating in the void.

Every piece of jade in the palace has been carefully carved, and the surface is glittering and colorful, just like the brightest stars in the night sky.

The Empress Wa Palace was surrounded by clouds and mist. These clouds and mist were not ordinary white, but had a faint golden luster, as if they were condensed from fairy air.

The clouds float gently around the palace, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity to this mysterious palace.

On the cloud platform, Nuwa sat quietly with her eyes closed. Her face was gentle and peaceful, as if she was integrated with everything around her.

Although Nuwa's eyes were closed, her mind was moving around in the Nuwa Palace like a gossamer.

At this moment, her mind moved, and she felt the power of incense from the human world. It was an extremely subtle feeling, gathering like a trickle of water.

It was the devout prayer that the Human Emperor expressed to her when he was offering sacrifices to himself.

Nuwa slowly opened her eyes, a bright light flashed in her eyes, and she flicked her fingertips as if she was calculating something.

"Today is my birthday on earth!"

Nuwa whispered softly, her voice as sweet as a clear spring.

“I didn’t expect that Emperor Xin would personally go to Nuwa Palace to worship this year!”

"It's been a long time since I last visited Nuwa Palace. Take this opportunity to go and have a look!" Nuwa smiled slightly, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

After saying this, Nuwa gently waved her sleeves, a ray of light flashed, and her figure disappeared from the spot, passing through the chaos and flying towards the human world.

……

After a while, a gentle breeze blew, accompanied by a faint fragrance, and the figure of Nuwa gradually appeared. Her eyes were as deep as the sea, as if she could see through everything in the world.

She was wearing a simple long dress, like a fairy descending from the sky. Her steps were light, yet she exuded endless majesty and solemnity.

A faint fragrance still permeated inside and outside the palace, lingering in the air for a long time.

Goddess Nuwa walked into the palace, her eyes swept over the incense sticks that had not yet burned out, and her heart moved slightly.

I glanced at the wall on the side and saw some words engraved on it, so I walked forward curiously.

When Nuwa saw the poem written on the wall, an expression of surprise and delight appeared on her face. She had not expected that this was a poem praising her own merits.

She gently stroked the wall, her eyes wandering over the verses, and began to recite in a soft voice:

"The ancient goddess Nuwa displayed her magical powers, refining stones to mend the sky and was revered by the world.

Colorful stones are scattered across the sky, and the world is restored and all things prosper.

The story of creating humans from clay has been passed down through the ages, and the song of the reproduction of living things is endless.

Compassion protects all living things and brings endless blessings.

His immeasurable merits illuminate the universe, and his heroic name will be praised for thousands of years.

The goddess Nuwa showed her holy spirit and was revered by the world for all eternity.

Rivers, lakes and seas are all revered, and mountains, rivers, grass and trees are all respected.

The grace of the goddess Nuwa is great, and she protects the common people and brings them peace. "

Nuwa recited the entire poem in a gentle voice, her voice full of emotion and admiration:

"This poem... contains my praise for the achievements I made in the prehistoric world. The words are sincere and every sentence is full of praise. It is very well written!"

Nuwa once again turned her gaze towards the wall, her eyes moving through the lines of the poem like thin threads, savoring every word carefully.

“I don’t know who wrote this poem…”

She murmured to herself, her voice full of confusion and curiosity. She closed her eyes and circulated her spiritual power to deduce what was happening here.

As time passed, pictures emerged in Nuwa's mind, and those pictures flowed before her eyes like running water.

Finally, the scene of King Zhou Di Xin writing a poem appeared in Nuwa's sea of consciousness. Upon seeing this, Nuwa couldn't help but exclaim in amazement:

"It's actually the Human Emperor Xin!"

Her voice was full of surprise and admiration. In her memory, the image of this Human Emperor gradually became clearer.

"As far as I know, although the current emperor has extraordinary military strategy and super strength, his talent and learning have always been mediocre, and his literary talent is still poor."

Nuwa whispered to herself, her words were full of disbelief.

"Now that you can write such a poem, it shows that you have a deep respect for me. Not bad, not bad."

After a moment, Nuwa turned around and swept the platform with her sharp eyes.

Suddenly, her eyes fixed on a place where a photo stone and a jade slip were lying quietly. These were exactly what Luo Shu had left behind.

She walked forward slowly, picked up the two items gently, and rubbed her fingers gently on the jade slip.

The surface of the jade slip exudes a faint luster, and there are some fine runes engraved on it, which are obviously used to seal information.

Nuwa's mind moved, and the message stored in the jade slip poured into her mind like a spring. The jade slip contained the message of Luoshu.

After reading the contents on the jade slip, Nuwa turned her attention to the photo stone in her hand.

She looked at the mysterious stone and saw a soft light emanating from its surface, as if it contained an endless world.

Nuwa took a deep breath, condensed a wisp of her soul, and carefully reached into the photo-recording stone.

As her soul went deeper, she seemed to have entered a whole new world, and the images recorded in the photo stone began to slowly unfold in her mind.

During this process, Nuwa's mood changed dramatically from curiosity to surprise and then to anger.

Her eyes were fixed on the photo stone, and as the picture changed, her expression gradually became gloomy.

Finally, when the last picture in the photo stone was fully revealed, all the conspiracies and calculations came to light.

Nuwa's face turned pale in an instant, her eyes widened with rage.

She raised her head abruptly, her eyes swept towards Mount Xumi and Mount Kunlun, her voice full of anger and majesty, and she shouted:

"Jie Yin, Zhunti, Yuan Shi, you three, how dare you plot against me? How outrageous!"

The angry Nuwa goddess had complex emotions churning in her heart.

She thought of Zhunti's cunning plan. If she could really deceive King Zhou and make him write obscene poems, she would be furious and punish the Shang Dynasty.

By then, the world will fall into chaos, dynasties will change, the people will suffer from war, and the destiny of the human race will be lost.

All this was of no benefit to her.

Thinking of this, Nuwa could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She circulated her spiritual power, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards Mount Sumeru.

As for why he didn't go to Kunlun Mountain, it was because Yuanshi Tianzun was stronger than himself and was holding an innate treasure like the Pangu Banner, so he would definitely not be able to defeat him. Therefore, why should he go there to seek trouble?

Although Jie Yin and Zhunti are also saints, they are both loan saints and became saints much later than himself, so their strength is slightly inferior to his.

Moreover, the Western world where they live is barren and resource-scarce, making it difficult to piece together a few worthwhile spiritual treasures.

Such a huge gap in strength gave Nuwa enough confidence.

……

Sumiya

The two saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti, had just returned from Kunlun Mountain. They walked side by side with light steps, and seemed to be still immersed in the conversation with Yuanshi Tianzun just now.

Just as they were about to sit on the lotus pedestals, suddenly, an angry roar like thunder exploded over Mount Sumeru, shaking the entire mountain range.

"Jie Yin, Zhunti, you two, how dare you plot against me? Come out!"

The roar was full of anger and majesty, as if it came from the sky above, shaking the entire Mount Sumeru.

Jie Yin and Zhunti were startled by the sudden voice and looked at each other in surprise. Their faces instantly became solemn.

The sage Jie Yin frowned, his eyes flashing with doubt and vigilance. He whispered to Zhunti:

"This voice... is Nuwa!"

Saint Zhunti was also shocked. He nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, this is indeed Nuwa's voice. Why is she so angry? Could it be that she knows our previous plan?"

Both of them were shocked. When they were secretly implementing the plan to confuse King Zhou, they asked Yuanshi Tianzun to confuse the heavens. How did Nuwa know about this?

I thought it was perfect, but I didn't expect Nuwa to find out, which made her angry.