Chapter 576 Nuwa’s graduation project Lin Qing’er!
The world of Fengyun Tianlong.
It has only been two years since Murong Fu left this world.
In just two years, the world hasn't changed much.
Nuwa controls the power of the world and keeps it stable. Although there is still some chaos in the martial arts world, there is order in the chaos and there will never be any "great catastrophe" again.
At this moment, Nuwa felt a powerful pulling force coming from a higher level world.
Faintly, she even heard Murong Fu's sacrificial words, and she immediately understood that it was Murong Fu who was sacrificing to her.
"It looks like he succeeded."
Nuwa was very happy.
What she pursues is eternal immortality.
Immortality in the world of wind and clouds is not eternity.
Ever since she discovered the world of Fairy Sword and learned about the death of Nuwa in the world of Fairy Sword, she had the idea of replacing the other person's position.
Now, with the help of Murong Fu, this idea has finally become a reality.
"However, things here still need to be arranged."
Nuwa thought to herself.
Thinking of this, Nuwa summoned Wang Yuyan.
"My husband has become powerful in that world and has begun to worship me and summon me." Nuwa said to Wang Yuyan, "I am leaving. I will hand over the power of this world to you. Although you are much younger than me, you are his legal wife and his first wife. It is most appropriate for you to control the overall situation."
After so many years, Wang Yuyan is no longer the boring girl with only love in her mind. She has accumulated a lot of experience and has become more charming. Now, she has the indifference and composure of a goddess.
"When will my husband be back?" Wang Yuyan asked.
She and Murong Fu had been together for more than just a mortal life, but for eternity. Because of the short separation, she didn't miss him in particular, but just wanted to know about Murong Fu's situation, so she asked this question.
"He's doing well over there. He will definitely be back in a few years." Nuwa said with a smile, "Yuyan, you don't have to worry. You and I are both immortals. Immortals live as long as the heaven and earth. We have plenty of time."
Wang Yuyan nodded and asked, "How should I manage the world?"
Nuwa said: "If there is no great disaster threatening mankind, just let nature take its course. Every country has its own talents, and each has been the leader for hundreds of years. Humans have always been full of talents, and they can solve many problems by themselves."
Every era has its protagonist.
Murong Fu was a martial arts legend back then and later became the master of the world.
Then came the era when Feng Yun dominated and Long Er Zhang Sanfeng competed for supremacy.
Now, a person with the destiny of a protagonist has been born in this world to maintain the order between heaven and earth.
As a detached person, there is really no need to care too much.
"Okay." Wang Yuyan said, "I will try to let nature take its course."
"Then I feel relieved. I'm leaving." After saying that, Nuwa's figure faded.
Slowly disappeared from Wang Yuyan's sight.
Shifting stars.
Time and space change.
In a moment, you are in the world of fairy swords.
In front of Murong Fu, Nuwa's body suddenly opened its eyes.
A pair of wonderful eyes, with doubt, enlightenment, and relief.
Despite the change of time and space identity, Murong Fu still recognized the other party at a glance. It was her, his Nuwa.
Nuwa from Fengyun.
And somewhere unknown, the underlying rules of the Fairy Sword World have changed, especially on earth.
Then, in the infinite void, a deep sigh was heard.
Nuwa felt her own endless power. Almost as long as the earth existed, her power would have no end. This was the characteristic of Mother Earth.
"I succeeded! But you are not Fuxi." Nuwa looked at Murong Fu and said.
"There is already Fuxi in this world. If I just want to become Fuxi, I will only become the shadow of the real Fuxi. How can a shadow fight with its master? When the master goes to a place without light, the shadow will naturally disappear." Murong Fu said, "I seek my own way. I walk my own immortal way. Moreover, I have condensed the three flowers of the Three Emperors, and I am more like Pangu. When I become the Taoist master, I may surpass Fuxi."
"But I understand my identity." Nuwa said softly.
"Your identity?" Murong Fu asked in surprise.
"I thought I had nothing to do with the Fairy Sword world. I was just Nuwa in the wind and clouds. Maybe the legends are similar, the names are the same, and even the looks are somewhat similar, but they are just two similar flowers blooming in different worlds." Nuwa said, "After entering this body and transforming into the Nuwa here, I found that we are in perfect harmony. The power of Nuwa lingers on the earth and records a lot of history. I finally understand that my desire for this place is not because I want to pursue some great way or eternity, but to return to my true self."
"You are not the shadow of Fuxi, but I am the shadow of Nuwa! Fate is really wonderful!"
Nuwa said this and sighed.
"Are you the shadow of Nuwa?" Murong Fu asked, "Could it be that the Fengyun World and the Xianjian World are one and the same?"
"You actually knew that?"
"I heard from one of the descendants of Nuwa here that when Pangu created the world, something unexpected happened, which resulted in the creation of the world being imperfect and incomplete."
"It's like this, the Xianjian world is the most important world, it's the Great Thousand World, the Fengyun world is the second, it's the Middle Thousand World, and the Tianlong world you came from is the smallest, it's the Small Thousand World. This is exactly the case that Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things. And these three worlds have similar cultures and histories, and they are inextricably linked." Nuwa explained, "Especially the Fengyun world, it can be said to be a projection of the Xianjian world reflected in the lower world, so Xianjian has Nuwa, Fengyun also has Nuwa, Xianjian has Fuxi, Fengyun also has Fuxi. I was originally the shadow of Xianjian Nuwa, and now the real owner has dissipated, only some of her will remains. I was summoned by you, but it was the negative pole that gave birth to the positive, from the shadow to the real owner. Although the relationship between Xianjian Nuwa and I is not two sides of the same coin, it is also within the concept of 'I'."
"I see. Is this the cause and effect?" Murong Fu asked, "Are you still yourself now? Or, are you still my wife?"
"Of course." Nuwa smiled sweetly, "I am still me, and you in my heart are still you. It is time for us to work together as husband and wife to achieve our goal. The power I control now is unimaginably strong. Is this the power of the Three Emperors? It is indeed extraordinary."
Murong Fu said: "Let's talk about it after I become the Taoist Patriarch. Fuxi is now the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao and controls the power of destiny. He is not so easy to deal with."
Nuwa glanced at the sky, and her gaze instantly penetrated the infinite parallel worlds and located in the main world.
"He's very strange. He's already at the edge of the world. I feel like he wants to leave this world." Nuwa has perfected the power of the Three Emperors, and the power of the Three Emperors Nuwa is time and space, so she can penetrate time and space and see many truths. "He seems to be tired of this place." Murong Fu said, "But it doesn't matter. Before that, I hope you can help me revive my mother-in-law. Now that she has no Nuwa's power to protect her, she will disappear sooner or later if she is not resurrected."
Nuwa was resurrected perfectly, and all of Nuwa's divine power, except that in Murong Fu's body, returned to Nuwa's body.
As a result, Lin Qing'er lost the protection of Nuwa's divine power and completely became a wandering ghost. Although she was not an ordinary wandering ghost, her condition was not as good as before.
"Is it her? I feel like she has a blood connection with me." Nuwa pointed her finger at the Nuwa statue, and Lin Qing'er, who was in the strange space of the statue, was invited out.
"Yes, she is one of my mothers-in-law in this world, a descendant of Nuwa, Lin Qing'er." Murong Fu said, "Strictly speaking, she is indeed your descendant."
"Interesting." Nuwa said, "Look at how I mold clay into humans."
Lin Qing'er looked at Nuwa in shock.
The Nuwa goddess before us has an aura as heavy as the earth, with a look of compassion for the world. She is supreme, overlord, and great.
But he is one of the real Three Emperors, the ancestor of the Nuwa clan, and the real Nuwa!
Lin Qing'er thought about what Murong Fu had asked her about before, and she instantly understood that Murong Fu had really done it.
Nuwa is resurrected!
"Lin Qing'er, the descendant of Nuwa, pays homage to Goddess Nuwa!" Lin Qing'er knelt down excitedly.
"No need to be polite. You are my descendant, and there is no difference between my family members. Why should we be so polite to each other? Besides, you are Murong Fu's mother-in-law, and Murong Fu is my good friend." Nuwa said with a smile, "I have the magical power to make people out of clay, so it is not difficult to revive you."
"Thank you, Goddess Nuwa, for your mercy." Lin Qing'er said excitedly.
Nuwa pinched her fingers to cast a spell, and trickles of water gushed out from the earth. These were all the finest spiritual springs, containing the most powerful spiritual power.
It is almost as good as Chunziquan.
Then, some white dust also emerged from the ground.
This white dust also contains extremely abundant spiritual power.
Murong Fu joked, "This spring water and dust are not ordinary. If you had molded the soil like this to create humans, even if you drained the spiritual power of the world, it would not be enough!"
Nuwa said: "When I made humans out of clay, I naturally used ordinary clay. Now I am shaping the bodies for my descendants, so I want the most perfect ones. The sacrifices for ordinary people and for my descendants are naturally different. Although Mother Earth loves all living things, Nuwa is more than just Mother Earth. She also has her own feelings and has different attitudes towards people."
Murong Fu asked: "So, you look more like a human being?"
Nuwa said: "The Three Sovereigns created all things based on their own standards. It's not that I look like humans, but humans look like me."
Murong Fu laughed and said, "That's right."
Nuwa said: "I have rich emotions, so humans have seven emotions and six desires. I have a selfish heart, so humans also have a selfish heart. I have the intention to sacrifice and be brave, so humans also have the intention to sacrifice and be brave. I have love and hate, so humans also have love and hate."
"Fuxi abides by the law and is extremely proud, so the God Clan also abides by the law and is extremely arrogant. Shennong is wild and simple, and acts according to his will, so the Beast Clan is also wild and simple, and acts according to their will."
While the two were talking, Nuwa had already combined the spiritual spring with dust to make white mud, and shaped a body for Lin Qing'er according to the appearance of Lin Qing'er's soul.
In almost the blink of an eye, he created a lifelike Lin Qing'er, which is beyond the reach of even the best artists in the world.
God's abilities are far beyond the reach of mortals.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "This is truly Nuwa's graduation project. My mother-in-law is truly blessed."
Nuwa smiled slightly, then blew a breath at the clay figure.
In the blink of an eye, the clay figure became vivid, full of flesh and blood, and extremely bright.
They were just naked, just like the scene when Nuwa created human beings. Everyone was honest with each other and trusted each other.
Lin Qing'er felt a pulling force coming from the seven orifices of the body, and she could not help but enter the body. She felt a chill in her lower body. She looked at Murong Fu again, her face turned red, and she covered her key parts, saying angrily, "Murong Fu, why don't you turn your head away?"
"I'm sorry, mother-in-law. I was just admiring the skills of Nuwa. It was purely from an artistic perspective, without any distractions." Murong Fu said and turned away.
Nuwa said: "Don't be shy. When I created humans, all people were like this. Men and women were honest with each other. Later, people developed a sense of shame and covered their bodies with leaves."
"Your Majesty, I was not the original human being created. I have already had a sense of shame." Lin Qing'er said.
"Forget this." Nuwa asked Murong Fu, "Making people out of clay has already consumed a lot of spiritual energy. There is no need to waste spiritual energy making clothes. Do you have any clothes in your sleeves?"
Murong Fu said, "There are only men's clothes. Is the Qionghua Sect's school uniform okay?"
"All is fine." Lin Qing'er said, "Hurry up, I'm so embarrassed."
Murong Fu took out a Qionghua School uniform.
This was the clothes he wore when he joined the Qionghua Sect. It was a slightly smaller size than his current body shape and was a perfect match for Lin Qing'er.
Nuwa handed the clothes to Lin Qing'er, who put them on quickly.
She was already beautiful and a top-notch beauty, otherwise she would not have been favored by the Witch King. She inherited Zi Xuan's beauty, and Zhao Linger inherited her beauty. Nuwa's excellent genes were passed down from generation to generation.
And now, her body is Nuwa's graduation project. When Nuwa was shaping her, she erased all her shortcomings and flaws, creating a perfect body that is just right and beyond the reach of nature.
Therefore, Lin Qing'er is now more beautiful than before. Not just ordinary beauty, but the kind of beauty that is so beautiful that it can take one's soul away.
When she puts on the school uniform of Qionghua School, it will be a different experience.
"Don't tell Ling'er about what happened today." Lin Qing'er said to Murong Fu.
"I'm not a talkative person." Murong Fu said, "I'll go and bring Ling'er here right away. After learning that you, mother-in-law, might be resurrected, Ling'er is looking forward to seeing you. She misses you very much."
"Alas, I'm not a good mother." Lin Qing'er sighed.
Murong Fu left immediately, and after a while, he brought Zhao Linger to the Nuwa Temple.
"Zhao Linger, the descendant of Nuwa, has met Nuwa." Zhao Linger first paid homage to Nuwa, then looked at Lin Qinger with tears in her eyes, "Mom!"
"Ling'er!"
"Ling'er!"
"mother!"
The mother and daughter looked at each other affectionately, unable to contain their emotions, and they ran towards each other and hugged each other tightly.
(End of this chapter)
