[Honghuang + Sword Three] Give me back my golden clothes

Well-informed?

Xiao Pengniao shook her head in distress: "I have a father and a mother! Is it strange to see them sleep together with their necks together?"

Ye Jing: "..."

Where did you hear it, my child?And I understand it literally...

If you are facing a mature creature, maybe even your nephew, Ye Jing, whose lower limit is getting deeper and deeper, can shamelessly discuss with him about "ear temples", "neck" and "neck". Tail somewhere" difference.

It's a pity that Xiaopeng is too small.

Even if Ye Jing dropped the lower limit of one yuan, he would not be able to discuss such in-depth topics.

So I had to coax Xiao Pengniao:

"Okay, okay, you little thing really has extraordinary vision."

Ask again:

"Your highness with extraordinary vision, what did you realize just now?"

The bright yellow bird's beak is 45 degrees to the sky, and the silly round eyes seem to be a little confused, but because of the big round body with the middle round head, the middle round head has small round eyes, and the small eyes are under the eyes. Because of the small and tender beak that is not perfectly round but is really round among birds, this kind of literary confusion and bright melancholy are interpreted with a full silly round effect.

Nu Wa gasped!

Although she knew that Ye Jing's question was to change the subject, to achieve the ugly purpose of covering up his evil behavior of disturbing the affection of other brothers and sisters, but cuteness is an existence that any female can hardly resist.

What's more, Xiaopeng is really cute!

What's more, Nuwa happened to be a wife and a new family, when the feelings of a good wife and mother broke out.

When Ye Jing mercilessly drew Xiaopengniao out with a scabbard, and when Xiaopengniao twitched and mobilized his mana crazily but was still unable to resist the sound of Fuxi's piano and was about to suffer a loss, Nuwa finally made a move. Fuxi also helplessly stopped the sound of the piano at the same time.

Xiao Pengniao happily fell into Nuwa's own bosom, rubbing and pecking his small head and tender beak in various ways, but he was really young and purely intimate, Nuwa didn't feel like being molested at all. Displeased, she touched his small tender beak with her lips intimately, lowered her head again, pressed her forehead against his big round forehead, squinted her eyes and felt for a while:

"...That's right. Although your understanding of yin and yang is different from mine, you have established your own way. If you have a chance in the future, you may not be able to prove the way based on it."

It was not in vain to listen to enough sermons from Zixiao Palace while still inside the eggshell.

I originally thought that acting like that was just because both the upper Kunlun and the Taiyin and Taiyin rushed to the Zixiao Palace, and there were no living creatures on the wild land who could entrust their heirs. Now it seems that Sanqing and Dijun's family are the same. The effort spent to protect two little things that have no self-protection ability through the chaos is really worth the money.

Even if they don't understand the sage's sermons, the creatures who can be cultivated in the sage's dojo since childhood are really not easy.

Nu Wa sighed, it's a pity that even if she became a saint in the future and was able to preach to her offspring, she may not be able to cultivate another little thing that can understand her own way after being born less than ten thousand years ago.

Fuxi held the hand of his younger sister and new wife: "Whether it's stupid or smart, whether it's naughty or clever, as long as it's our child, I like it."

His words are sincere, and even looking at those human races who are not strictly the heirs of their husband and wife, his eyes are very loving:

"No matter what kind of heir it is, you and I will try our best to protect and teach, that's all."

So Nuwa looked back at her elder brother and newlywed husband-in-law, also gentle and even submissive.

And she turned her head and stared fiercely at Ye Jing just now, the difference is more than eighteen thousand miles away.

But at this time, Ye Jing didn't have the time to complain about Nuwa's face-changing kung fu.

The way he looked at Nuwa and Fuxi was very strange.

There seems to be a bit of pity, but also seems to have the meaning of sincere admiration.

It seems extremely tangled, but also seems very calm.

Nuwa and Fuxi looked at each other affectionately for a long time, and when they turned their heads, they met Ye Jing's indescribable but inexplicably tight eyes, and said in displeasure:

"The way of yin and yang harmony is that, and the way of good fortune is the only thing I can comprehend. What do you want to do? Are you going to smash me back to the cave?"

There is no concealment of the intention of chasing guests.

Ye Jing was paying close attention to the interval between the emergence of new life and the frequency of growth in each human race with his spiritual consciousness. Hearing this, he raised his head, and his eyes fell on Nuwa's openly exposed chest.

Although Nuwa was born with a snake tail, which allowed Ye Jing to dare to look directly at her first act of entwining Fuxi while her integrity was still there, her upper body was no different from that of a human woman, and it was obvious that in this group of men and women both Among the human beings wearing leaf skirts, Nuwa's upper body is the pinnacle of feminine beauty.

This kind of beauty, Ye Jing didn't dare to look directly at it before, even when Nuwa and Fuxi just had sex.

But it's a pity that Ye Jing's moral integrity is dead with just such an instant of dividing line.

The lower limit is also falling endlessly.

So even though he raised his head unintentionally, since his eyes fell on Nuwa's extremely feminine place, he was quite calm.

Ye Jing also calmly ignored Nuwa's complaints about him smashing her cave, and smiled like a gentleman:

"The little girl is actually the first person to become a saint under the Taoist sect, so why not let me see it once?"

Not only did he make clear his attitude of watching to the end, but he also sent a message to Taiyi Laozi and others in front of Nuwa Fuxi:

"Little girl Nuwa is about to become a saint! Hurry up if you want to watch! But the majesty of a saint is not easy to resist, so prepare yourself mentally before watching, and don't say I'm cheating when you turn around!"

Xiao Pengniao was squeezing its head against Nuwa's chest until several dull hairs were raised on its forehead, which had no crown and feathers. Hearing this, he pulled his head out of Nuwa's chest, with round eyes It's full of worship:

"Uncle Master is going to be sanctified? Haven't there been any news from Dad and the uncles from Kunlun Mountain? Uncle said that the two in the west are still very weak——

Sure enough, females hold up half the sky!Don't look at the only female uncle Nuwa under the Taoist ancestor's sect, but it turns out that she is the first one in the same sect to be sanctified?

It's amazing! Wow, it's amazing! "

Xing Xing said that Xing Xing would keep nodding his silly round head, and the stupid hair on his forehead would follow suit.

Seeing it, Ye Jing felt itchy, so he patted the tree trunk he was squatting on, but he didn't grasp the strength properly, and directly slapped off the branch he was squatting on, and it was fine when he fell down, and Xiaopeng Niao sighed:

"Uncle, the way you congratulate Master Nuwa is really unique... But, um,"

Silly Yuanniao's face was wrinkled into a ball, Xiaopengniao resolutely opened his eyes and said nonsense:

"However, this tree lacks a branch. Although it looks thinner and thinner, it still has a special flavor."

Ye Jing looked back and saw that he was squatting on a plum tree. Although it was the season of green plums and not plum blossoms, he still nodded calmly:

"Of course! The beauty of plum trees lies in their clearness, strangeness, thinness, strength, ancientness, curvature, obliqueness, and sparseness..."

Balabala has memorized a lot of comments about the taste of plum blossoms in later generations, such as "straightness has no posture, regularity has no scenery, denseness has no state", and what "separate branches are boring, and old stems and sparse flowers have endless rhyme". The silly round eyes turned into mosquito-repellent eyes, who can see that Ye Jing is actually a bastard who doesn't know how to appreciate the plum blossom and snow scene?

Maybe Fuxi could have done it, but now he has no mind to worry about such small issues.

He focuses on:

"You, you mean, Nuwa, is about to become a saint?"

His sister, his wife, could be the first person to be sanctified under the Taoist sect?

This surprise was so great that even Fuxi, who was usually tolerant and calm, felt a little unsteady.

Ye Jing nodded as it should.

For him, Nuwa should be the first one to be sanctified under Hongjun's family.

Because of the other saints, even Lao Tzu, who is said to be the closest to Hongjun in the legends he has heard in the past, his opportunity for sanctification must be to educate the human race.

Without the human race, where did the enlightenment come from?

Naturally, Nuwa must first create a man and become a saint before other characters can appear on the stage.

For Ye Jing, this is also "common sense".

But for Nuwa Fuxi, it was a surprise of a golden pie falling from the sky.

When Fuxi saw Ye Jing nodding, his usual gentle smile burst into ecstasy, and Nuwa was also happy, but criticized:

"Why do I want to be holy? I don't know it myself, but you know it first?"

Ye Jing calmly said, "Guess."

The corner of Fuxi's mouth twitched, and Nuwa sneered: "I didn't know that when you were so bored as to guess the length of the grass stick with the little guy, did you never win nine times?"

Out of the ten times, at least eight times were a draw, and one time was a repudiation!

Ordinary people live in different mountains, even though a mountain is on a mountain and a foot of a mountain is exactly the distance from the sky to the ground, but they still live on the same mountain, who wants to hide it from anyone?

Ye Jing remains calm and unflappable: "Guessing the grass stick is just a relationship with my nephew."

The ten little golden crows are said to be closer to Tai Yi, but it is a pity that all of them are practicing retreat on the hibiscus tree; moreover, Ye Jing still can't let go of ten days to harm the fortune of the monster clan, triggering a war between the liches and eventually both sides. Under the shadow of the emperor's fall, when Tai Yi was about to guard the Heavenly Court, he really didn't have much thought to go and watch the little Golden Crows alone.

The big egg is still unable to interact.

Kong Xuan followed Emperor Jun and his wife back to Taiyin Star.

Ye Jing didn't think it would be embarrassing for her to lose to her nephew who was the only one she could pamper, and even reneging on the bill was just for fun to get closer to the uncle and nephew.

Where is his prophecy of Nuwa's imminent sanctification comparable?

That's the great conclusion he reasonably deduced after combining the legends of later generations, the cause and effect of the prehistoric situation he experienced personally, and the frequency of watching the human race reproduce, give birth and grow up, etc.

This chirping old lady is really ignorant!

Sure enough, Nu Wa and the female who believed in the Emperor Wa were ordinary people with no eyesight!

[Honghuang+Jian San] Give me back my golden body Chapter 72 Sanctification

Ye Jing was very shameless, so he thought about it in his heart, and turned around to talk to Fuxi cheerfully:

"How is it? The newly married wife, the younger sister who has been taking care of me, is suddenly about to become the second saint in the world. Isn't it very complicated?"

Xingxing said, and he patted Fuxi's shoulder very unceremoniously.

The seemingly good movements of the two brothers, the premise is to ignore Ye Jing's intentional refusal to remove some bark debris and other things that got on the branches when he snapped them off. Strong enough to turn hills into valleys.

Of course, Fuxi is not one of those hills that can be easily slapped down, but he is used to being gentle after all. The previous aura of using the piano as a golden weapon and iron horse's murderous aura is gone. , plus a helpless smile:

"A Wa can become a saint, I am naturally happy."

That's it.

Nuwa's brows were upside down:

"What does it matter to you that I become a saint? What does brother Fuxi think about you?

If I remember correctly, you can't be regarded as a disciple of Daozu at all, can you?Do you really think you can really take care of the family affairs of our husband and wife, brother and sister if I don't care about you just by calling out 'Little Sister' twice?

Or is it that you finally want to be 'smart' for a while, and you don't want to be a saint under the Dao of Heaven, but it is rare to become a disciple of the Dao of Heaven? "

Ye Jing ignored the ferocious look and harsh words, and only enjoyed the kindness hidden behind those words, laughing more and more:

"It's okay, it's okay! Who loves to enter the Heaven's Gate? Didn't you notice that I called you 'Little Sister' instead of 'Little Junior Sister'?

Anyway, they are all the first generation of beings transformed by the grace of the father god Pangu. Although I am Qingqi, you brothers and sisters don't know what it is, but they are all a father god after all! "

As he said that, he still stretched out his paws to touch Nuwa's forehead, um, with a movement that has snored countless times on Xiaopeng's silly round head before.

Nu Wa naturally avoided it without hesitation, and by the way, looked sideways:

"Are you really unable to understand the point or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Daozu sect or something, it's just a passing word, okay?

The point of her words is that she dislikes Ye Jing for meddling in her own business, okay?

Ye Jing looked at her with a look of "Why are you so stupid": Since he is a father god, why is he meddling in his own business?

But Ye Jing probably also knows that according to this algorithm, no matter how big or small the prehistoric things are, all the prehistoric beings can control them. The living beings who refuse to move from the snail dwelling in Beihai to the Daozu preaching can control the leaf in Nantian and hit the ant...

He wisely didn't understand what he said, but turned his head and continued to tease Fuxi:

"Is it really just joy? Is it really not that complicated? The stupid girl who was originally stupid and relying on your protection suddenly became a high-ranking saint. Isn't the gap too big?"

Nuwa grinds her teeth, is it really good for Peat to provoke family relations in front of the parties involved?

Fuxi smiled calmly: "In addition to being happy, I am also a little worried. If I want to protect Awa in the future, I will have to work harder."

He gave up the holy position to his younger sister, didn't he just hope that her "way" would be smoother and she would be stronger?How could there be any "gap" because of this?

Although the younger sister was just a younger sister when he gave up, but a male who would fall behind because of his wife's strength is not worthy of being called a male male at all, okay?

Nuwa also recalled that day in Zixiao Palace, when Hongjun pointed to the fourth futon and said indifferently, "This belongs to you brothers and sisters, you decide to live alone", the gentleness of the elder brother when he helped her sit down without hesitation, with a fierce expression on his face. The color faded, and she turned around and stood beside Fuxi with downcast eyes, she looked a bit like a little daughter-in-law.

Fuxi looked back at her with more gentle eyes.

Ye Jing sighed: "It's a pity..."

Tai Yi landed slowly: "What a pity?"

Fuxi and Nuwa also looked puzzled, but Ye Jing didn't speak anymore.

He is carefully calculating the changes in the growth rate of human reproduction.

This change, obviously, is getting closer and closer to the human beings of later generations.

Then, things did go as Ye Jing expected.

When the pregnancy cycle of the human race was about the same as that of the later generations, a large golden light of merit suddenly appeared in the sky, except for a small part that was given to the gourd vine, Fuxi, and even Yejing Xiaopeng, all of which entered Nuwa's body.

And just before Nu Wa had absorbed these merits, a powerful coercion emanated from her body.

Sanctification is a very wonderful transformation.

In the eyes of outsiders, Nuwa still seems to be Nuwa, even the slight blush on her face due to Fuxi's tenderness has not changed at all;

But it can be clearly felt that Nuwa is no longer Nuwa, or more accurately, Nuwa is not just the original Nuwa.

While she is Nuwa, she also seems to be this piece of sky, this piece of land, the clouds in the sky, and everything in the world.

Taiyi relied on Ye Jing's support to refrain from kneeling down.

For the first time, he realized so deeply that what Hongjun mentioned casually when he was preaching, the so-called sage of the heavenly way can put his soul in the void of the heavenly way, comprehend the law, and be with the law...

In the end, what kind of situation is it.

——In a sense, Nuwa is now the law.

——Although it is not all the laws between heaven and earth, under the heaven, but at the very least, she is good fortune, a harmony of yin and yang.

It turns out that this is the saint!

And this is just a saint of heaven!

Daoshengsheng, what should he do?

On the avenue, what else?

Tai Yi's eyes were fierce, and the knees that were barely bent due to the trembling, had already stood upright at some point.

Fuxi was originally also supported by Nuwa, and did not kneel down due to coercion.

At this time, he smiled and glanced at Ye Jingtai, but slowly bent his knees.

The hand is still holding Nuwa's hand tightly.

Nuwa didn't push her brother up, but she turned her head and lowered her eyes, staring at Fuxi, as if it was empty, and seemed to pour all her life's affection into it.

It's a pity that at this moment, no amount of affection is in vain.

Not only the bystanders, Nuwa herself also clearly felt that at the moment when the merit came down, a certain hurdle in her perception of the primordial purple energy suddenly broke through.

She finally really touched what is the way of good fortune and what is the harmony of yin and yang.

But sadly, just when she touched her true "Tao", she was no longer just herself.

She is her way.

How can the Tao be especially affectionate for a living being?

Even if that creature is her elder brother whom she depended on for life before hatching,

Even if that creature is her husband-in-law who never regrets in her life.

also already...

Nuwa finally knew why Ye Jing always had complicated and regretful eyes when she said that she was going to become a saint.

Taiyi also understands why Ye Jing is so sincerely sorry for others once in a while.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Nuwa's eyes seemed to focus on Fuxi, but in the end they just swept across.

She is obviously a living being who has poured all her love and affection into her life, and even when she was incarnated as a "Tao", she still has such a small part of treasures that she cherishes with selfishness, but she can only brush them lightly.

Nuwa's gaze was already very calm, so calm that when it swept across Fuxi's face, it was similar to when Hongjun looked at the distant mountains.

It seems gentle, and it seems extremely silent.

Isn't that what saints do?

Taichi narrowed his eyes.

Xiaopengniao suddenly "wow": "I don't want my father to be like this..."

Xiaopengniao's father is naturally Di Jun.

Since he was young, um, dating back to when he was still inside the eggshell, he knew that Di Jun was going to become a saint.

Xiaopengniao used to be very proud, although occasionally he felt that the little uncle and uncle who didn't even bother to fight for the holy place in heaven were extremely cool, but most of the time, he was still proud of his father.

Although someone told him that he and Kong Xuan were supposed to share a holy throne together, but the two in the west insisted on getting mixed up...

So what?

In Xiaopengniao's silly eyes, even if their brothers cannot become saints themselves, there is a pair of young uncles who despise the holy throne of heaven, uncles who were passed down by the two saints, and another uncle who has a good relationship, The most important thing is that his father is the third disciple of the Taoist ancestor who holds the holy position...

What a thing to be proud of!

Previously, in Xiaopengniao's heart, even if his uncles and elders were sanctified, it was just that the elders who loved him and spoiled him became stronger.

The kind that is so strong that it can beat the two who robbed their brother's throne in minutes.

But at this moment, Xiao Pengniao suddenly became frightened.

Sanctification seems to be more than just being strong.

Just now, the uncle who was so intimate with Uncle Fuxi became not herself once she was sanctified.

If his uncles do the same one day, if his father looks at Daddy and them like this one day...

For children, there is nothing more terrifying than being ignored by their parents.

Xiaopeng wailed and slammed into Taiyi's arms, crying and howling.

Tai Yi's original one or two points of heartache, seven or eight points of thinking, were all howled by Xiaopeng Bird until only 12 points were left dumbfounding.

How could it be possible for everyone to become a saint like Nuwa?

Di Jun is Tai Yi's elder brother, in terms of closeness, he is no worse than Nuwa and Fuxi.

Although there is no such bloody drama of brother and sister turning into husband and wife, but because they both chose the male relationship, Tai knows Dijun better than Nuwa knows Fuxi.

Taiyi believes that Emperor Jun will never be so bewildered by the "Tao" because of his sanctification that he will completely let go of his most cherished family members.

Even if it was the way Dijun chose, it would definitely not be.

Even if she becomes no longer just herself like Nuwa, she will not be suppressed by her own "Tao".

[Hong Huang + Jian San] Give Me Back My Golden Body Chapter 73 Unpredictable things in the world

Taiyi is very confident about this.

Their brothers were born with the incomparably fiery sun star, even though Di Jun should now strictly belong to the lunar star, he still retains that indomitable blaze in his bones.

If you love it, you will not hesitate to burn yourself for its growth;

If you are evil, you will burn out your source and turn them into fly ash, and you will never compromise.

If Emperor Jun is incapable of suppressing the "Tao", he would rather turn into fly ash than leave an involuntary body to supply the "Tao" as a carrier.

This is the pride of the children of the sun.

Of course, Taiyi didn’t think that Nuwa was not a bit proud. Just looking at the help of Fuxi and Nuwa when Zufeng gave birth that day, Taiyi and the siblings were somewhat close.

But, woman!Creatures bred on the prehistoric land!

Even if they are the first enlightened beings within the range of Buzhou Mountain, this pair of brothers and sisters must have something extraordinary, and it is impossible for them to be as blazing and decisive as the sun stars.

Taiyi believes that sooner or later Nuwa will be able to resist the oppression of "Tao", but he doesn't know when and whether Fuxi will get it.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Nuwa's determination to turn into flying ashes without being unable to resist the "Tao".

Fu Xi obviously thought so too.

When he bent his knees, he was willingly gentle. When Nuwa's indifferent eyes swept past him, Fuxi's eyes were gentle and introverted, but more mellow.

The coercion of the saint in this world finally dissipated.

Nuwa's eyes still stayed in the distance, as if she was completely fascinated by the distant mountains like a daisy, and her mind seemed to be drifting away with the clouds in the sky.

It also seems that what is standing here is just an empty shell, and her primordial spirit has been completely absorbed in the laws of heaven and earth.

Stay silent.

Fuxi's left hand was still intertwined with Nuwa's right hand. For a moment, it seemed that they were about to tighten it tightly, but in the end it was only a virtual hold.

The moonlight cannot surround the footsteps of the clouds, and the mountains cannot hold the heart of the wind.

Those who should stay will always stay, and those who should go why not go?

He believed that she would always come back.

Fuxi slowly let go of his hand, not even holding on to it.

The palm is empty, but the heart is still full.

He smiled at her, still gentle, but tender in his heart.

The voice is only warm, not angry, neither fast nor slow:

"Okay, let's go. Go and open up your saint dojo."

His eyes flicked over the human race whose base number had grown to a certain level, and settled on Nuwa again:

"Don't worry about them, I will try my best to take care of them."

He just laughs:

"Go! Don't worry about anything, everything will be fine."

Nuwa's right hand was still in the same position as it was when she was holding hands with Fuxi. Although she didn't hold back at all when he pulled his hand away, such a steady appearance seemed to be enough to explain something in itself.

Even though she retracted from a distance and finally landed on Fuxi, her indifferent eyes were still the same as looking at a cloud in the sky and a mountain in the distance, and it was more like a kind of indifference that completely ignored Fuxi.

But in the end, she slowly lowered her right hand to her side.

But she finally answered Fuxi.

Although it's just a shallow nasal sound, like Taiyi Yejing, it's impossible to tell which sentence she is responding to Fuxi.

But no matter which sentence she answered, Nuwa finally jumped up and flew towards the chaos.

To open up her sage dojo, and abandon the cave she has lived in since she was in the eggshell.

Fuxi raised his head, and looked at Nuwa's back with gentle eyes, but it remained indifferent until Nuwa's voice was completely hidden in the chaos outside the sky, and then there was a flash of pain.

But that trace of pain was only fleeting.

When he looked back again, he was still the gentle and generous man, nodding and smiling at Tai Yi:

"I'm afraid that I will give my sons and daughters some time at the foot of the mountain, okay?"

The Holy Mother who created the human race has already flown out of the sky. This man who didn't even add a little blood in the process of creating the human race, but taught the way of yin and yang harmony, took it for granted that they were his sons and daughters.

Xiaopeng's eyes were inexplicably sad.

It was still those silly round eyes, but for the first time in his life, they were stained with sadness.

He had never been so sad even when he returned to raw materials with his best human friend in ten days.

Because at that time, although Xiaopengniao knew that his little friend was going to leave him for a long time, and when he came back, he might not remember the past when he partnered with him to bring Buzhou Mountain from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. He promised to inject the soul of the first generation of humans into her successful works at the right time, so one day, his little partner will still come back.

Whether you remember him or not, as long as he is still him is enough.

So the parting at that time was not enough to make Xiaopengniao so sad.

But is it worth it now?

Obviously it's just something that has nothing to do with me.

Even if the protagonist of the incident is the little martial uncle and Uncle Fuxi of the little martial uncle's family.

Xiaopeng was a little at a loss.

But Taiyi was also very puzzled.

This kid usually looks energetic, but at the critical moment he is soft and silly. He really doesn't have the characteristics of a sun star creature, really...

Taiyi sighed, but well, be soft, be soft, with him watching, nothing will happen.

Thinking so, Tai Yi rubbed off Xiaopengniao's little head that was staring at the sky stupidly, nodded lightly at Fuxi, then turned around and flew to the top of Buzhou Mountain with one hand on Xiaopengniao and the other on Ye Jing.

At this time, Taiyi is because his left and right hands will always be so full, even a bit fuller than this.

After all, he also has an elder nephew, ten little golden crows, a big egg, his elder brother Di Jun, and Zu Feng are also family members.

Ye Jing also seemed to have forgotten the shadows that came out at the same time. He began to believe that Hongjun acquiesced in Taiyi sitting with him almost side by side with him, and that even the Dao of Heaven acquiesced in him protecting such a younger brother.

He thought that even if the fate of the monster clan's decline cannot be changed, it is still somewhat different, and the fate of Emperor Jun Taiyi has been fundamentally changed.

But the so-called unpredictability of the world is just that.

Tiandao really favored Hongjun, even though he was so angry that he did not know how many times he greeted Jie Lei by Hongjun's side.

But before Nuwa became a saint, Hongjun really took the first step to reconcile with the Dao of Heaven.

Even if Nuwa can become a saint, the way of heaven will not allow her to stand side by side with Hongjun.

Ye Jing had already guessed this when calculating the time for Nuwa's sanctification.

But when he received a message from Hongjun, saying that he had joined the Dao and asked him to take the fortune jade plate back to Zixiao Palace, he still couldn't help but complain again:

"Sure enough, you are a good partner of the Yiyi family. Look at this treatment... Tsk tsk, our Tian Dao Niang is really kind to you! It's a pity that our Pangu father..."

At this time, the marriage of Fuxi and Nuwa has been completed, and the way of harmony and reproduction of yin and yang is not only prevalent among the human race, but also other creatures are gradually no longer born with nature, but changed to the way of harmony and reproduction of yin and yang

The concept of father and mother naturally gradually became popular.

As soon as Ye Jing made this joke, not to mention Tiandao was so annoyed that it crackled like thunder, Hongjun just thought about the sentence he once said.

"The thing that created your existence together with Pangu should be...

Heaven?

So the way of heaven is your mother? "

I was so depressed that I only hated that guy who raised his eyebrows. After he lost his escape, his comprehension of the laws of time and space is not as good as before. It may be okay to make minor changes. This kind of breath will change the past of the saint, especially him This right-handed person's past, but he can't even change a word.

Hongjun was terribly depressed.

Seeing Hongjun's increasingly happy and angry expression, Ye Jing laughed a few more times, with a lot of complacency in his expression.

Of course, we have reasons to believe that this guy is not proud of being able to make Hongjun so angry.

But, how should I put it, like Xiaopengniao's little worry about "whether my father will no longer be him after he becomes holy", Ye Jing seems to be careless at all, but in his heart, it's not that he doesn't care.

After Hongjun became a saint, although he also indulged him in the scourge of teasing cats and dogs in Zixiao Palace, compared to the unreserved attitude of giving him a jade plate of good fortune when they first met, and leading him to meet his precious brother Xiao Taiyi, that kind of He refused to borrow Qiankun Ding for more than three or five times, and even guided him to find the Hunyuan Pearl, but he was vague, so that he only found some fragments, and after refining it for a long time, he only tossed out one that although he had love but Big eggs that aren't useful enough...

Ye Jing was somewhat worried.

He didn't want Hongjun to become completely different from Hongjun when he first met after joining the Tao.

I don't even want these two good brothers from the past, Lao Tzu Yuan, to become the legendary big scumbag who only cheats his younger brother as soon as he becomes a saint.

Fortunately, the stronger Hongjun is, the more he has emotions and desires.

As for him, even if he is not as inexplicably unconditional as he was at the beginning, he is still a very good elder.

This is enough.

Even if Ye Jing flicked Hongjun's finger on the forehead, resulting in a not-so-deep red mark, he just giggled.

Take out the sample of good fortune jade plate and send it to the front, don't be more stupid!

Hongjun glanced at him with a half-smile, lowered his eyes and stamped his feet, and sat down on the cloud bed, speechless for a long time.

Then Ye Jing knew, what is it to flick a finger?

The real punishment has only just begun.

At the beginning, Ye Jing thought that Hongjun was self-retiring and comprehending the jade plate of good fortune, but he was detained in this Zixiao Palace, not to mention returning to the prehistoric land to play with the little mother, to find his brothers to act like a baby, even thinking about it. The flat peaches in the scourge yard can't get out!

The fruit has been ripe for a few times, and Ye Jing couldn't even go out to pick it up to satisfy his hunger. It's rare that the two little fellows of Haotian Yaochi have a heart, and even if they want to help him bring some in!

Between each other, separated by a threshold, you can see but not touch, and you can't even hear the sound!

Ye Jing wanted the two little fellows to collect flat peaches to make wine, they danced and danced for a long time!

Ye Jing thought that this was the most tragic punishment.

But it turned out not to be.

It's not!

[Honghuang+Sword Three] Give Me Back My Golden Body Chapter 74 Houtu

Hongjun finally woke up from the trance, and the closed barrier was naturally released.

Ye Jing was hanging lasagna on the threshold and bursting into tears, but the feeling of being blocked by an invisible but tangible barrier in the past disappeared all of a sudden, and this fool almost slammed into the mud!

Hongjun sighed:

"Clear qi and clear qi, after all, the pure is the sky and the turbid is the earth. Although this chaos is still above the sky, you can't do it like this..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Jing didn't even have the patience to listen to him finish, and rushed out even scrambling, not even caring about the jade plate of fortune.

Hongjun shook his head.

Although Tiandao was happy for him to keep the good fortune jade plate, he felt that he had already seen through the realization of a higher level after joining the Tao, and it was useless to keep it, so he forced Ye Jing who had rushed outside the gate of Zixiao Palace to be detained again. , personally put the fortune jade plate into the purse he was going to tie:

"Remember, if you're really bored, take it out and study it. Don't be irritable, it will always be to your benefit."

Ye Jing only pretended that Hongjun still remembered the time and again that he put his brothers in confinement before, although his skin was not so thin that he would turn red, he still muttered:

"It wasn't your fault that I would make my brothers disappear this time... They asked me to tell the truth, how could I be imprisoned and bored? The time I was imprisoned here with you was truly boring——

I can't even ask Yaochi and the others to send me some peaches to eat and relieve my boredom! "

Whispering, in the purse at his waist, although the good fortune jade plate didn't weigh a little bit, but it was full of presence, Ye Jing walked a few steps outside Zixiao Palace, and finally turned his head:

"I asked Yaochi and the others to brew flat peach wine, if you're bored, open a jar or two to try it.

If it's not very good, just wait until I have cleaned up Taiyi's affairs, and then I will make love with you personally——

The fruit wine I made is delicious!

If it tastes good, I don’t have to drink it all up, I can only drink half of it at most, and I’ll drink the rest when I’m free——

I'll come when I'm free, if you're bored, just play with Tiandao first! "

Ye Jing, a foolish boy, actually said that Heavenly Dao is a little thing as soon as he opened his mouth, but he didn't know that it was only one fortieth of Heavenly Dao.

It was Hongjun who favored him, biting to death the oath he made to Dao Dao and not changing his words. What good would it do if he didn't cultivate his morals at such a critical juncture?

Hongjun smiles bitterly