Nuwa's flawless cheeks had an almost imperceptible blush, which was quickly replaced by the everlasting coldness.
The Sacred Heart is in chaos.
This was the first time since she became a saint.
Dao Heart, which had been silent for hundreds of millions of years, was actually stirred up by a few words from a younger generation, and even made a gesture that belonged to the home of an ordinary little girl.
The emotion of shame and annoyance, like a drop of ink, fell into the lake of her Sacred Heart, which was as pure as the sky, and quickly spread out.
She is a saint.
It is Nuwa who overlooks all living beings and is in charge of creation.
How could you be so rude in front of a man?
Nuwa took a deep breath, and that breath activated the entire creation origin of the Wa Palace, forcing the slightest bit of strange emotion down.
When she opened her eyes again, her eyes had returned to their former depth and tranquility, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
But deep in those eyes, there was a hint of complexity that even she herself had not noticed.
She decided to regain her position and use her most powerful area to completely suppress the energy of the man in front of her.
Nuwa waved his jade hand lightly.
In the void in front of him, a withered yellow leaf appeared out of thin air and slowly fell.
On this fallen leaf, life is cut off and the energy of death is entangled. The power of cause and effect and death on it is enough to make any Quasi-Saint feel troublesome.
The atmosphere of the entire palace became solemn and solemn again with the appearance of this fallen leaf.
The test has begun.
"Since you are Human Race Saint Master, you should know the destiny."
Nuwa's voice returned to that aloof, cold and ethereal tone of a saint, without a trace of emotion.
"Please use this leaf to discuss with me the way of creation."
This is her home court.
The way of creation is the foundation of her sanctification and the fundamental path that she is most proud of.
Among the six saints of Primordial World, no one can compare with him in terms of understanding of "life".
She wants Qin Feng to understand that in the face of the true path of a saint, any rhetoric is useless.
Qin Feng looked at the fallen leaves floating in front of him, the smile on his lips did not diminish.
He stretched out two fingers, lightly picked up the fallen leaf, and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look.
With that relaxed and casual look, it seemed as if he was not taking a test from a saint, but picking up a piece of freshly ironed hairy belly in a restaurant.
Nuwa's brows frowned slightly again.
She imagined Qin Feng's reaction.
He might be ready, mobilize his whole body Magic Power, and try to use his own way to revive this fallen leaf.
Or maybe, he will just admit defeat and admit that he is not good enough.
But he just has this kind of indifferent character.
Just when Nuwa thought he was going to say something shocking, Qin Feng laughed instead of talking about how to revive him.
That smile was bright and pure, as if he had discovered some interesting toy.
"The saint only sees his withering, but I see his glory."
After the words fell, Nuwa was slightly startled.
I only see its withering, but I see its glory?
What kind of fallacy is this?
The vitality of these fallen leaves has been extinguished, and the mark of the great road has been erased. Where does the glory come from?
Qin Feng's fingers gently twisted the fallen leaves, and the sound sounded leisurely.
"Although this leaf falls and rots in the soil, it turns its essence into spring mud and nourishes its roots. Thousands of new leaves will grow on this root in the next spring. This is a life of one death, one withering and one prosperity. It is a 'little good fortune'."
Nuwa's eyes flashed.
This statement is somewhat new. Treating death as the beginning of new life does touch the surface of the cycle of creation.
But, that's all.
This level of truth was not enough to move her.
However, Qin Feng suddenly changed the subject, and the smile on the corner of his mouth took on a hint of unpredictability.
"If this leaf is burned, its power will be dispersed in the heaven and earth, and it will become wind, clouds, rain, or the spiritual energy that nourishes all things. This power may seem insignificant, but it will participate in the operation of the entire heaven and earth again and become part of a greater cycle. This is 'Great Creation'."
"Small creation lies in the circulation of one thing, Great Creation lies in the return of all things to heaven and earth."
Qin Feng raised his head and looked at Nuwa with burning eyes.
"Sage, do you think it is Gao Ming that is a small creation, or Great Creation that is more Gao Ming?"
Boom!
Nuwa felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his mind.
Little good fortune? Great Creation?
As a saint of creation, she always thinks about how to "create", how to "resurrect", and how to reverse prosperity and decline.
But the man in front of him saw another completely different and even grander "creation" from "destruction" and "death"!
Make death and destruction part of creation!
This idea was simply unheard of and subverted her fundamental understanding of the way of creation!
Her sacred heart, which had just been forcibly calmed down, started beating violently again.
She looked at Qin Feng, and those clear eyes seemed to contain a broader world of truth that even she could not glimpse.
Nuwa found that he couldn't answer that question.
Because no matter which answer she answered, she fell into the logical framework of Qin Feng, which was equivalent to admitting that his way was more Gao Ming than her own.
Just when Nuwa was in great shock and his mind was agitated, Qin Feng's devilish voice sounded again.
This time, his voice was no longer relaxed, but instead carried a hint of unprecedented solemnity.
"Creation is not about reversing life and death, but about adapting to the cycle."
"One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi."
"Sage, look at this fallen leaf, it is an end. But in my opinion, it is also countless new beginnings."
Qin Feng Released his fingers and let the dead leaf fall to the ground and turn into a particle of dust.
His gaze penetrated the barrier of the palace, as if he saw all the living beings on the Primordial World earth, and saw the human race struggling in disasters and passing on through reproduction.
His voice also became distant and deep.
"Sage, you created the human race for the purpose of 'life'. This is the supreme creation."
"But the death, reproduction, inheritance of the human race, the passing of fire from generation to generation, the change and evolution of civilization, the rise and fall of generations... these are also an indispensable part of your creation."
Boom--!
These last words were like a thunder of creation, striking the holy soul of Nuwa!
Her body trembled violently uncontrollably!
On that eternally perfect face, the blood faded instantly, replaced by an unprecedented paleness and shock that originated from the deepest part of the soul!
The death of the human race... the inheritance... the change of civilization...
Is it also part of creation?
This... how is this possible!
All along, although she was Human Race Saint Mother, because of her status as a saint of the monster race, she chose to stand by and watch when the human race encountered a catastrophe, letting them fend for themselves.
This incident has long since become a subtle but real flaw in her sacred heart.
She thought it was her "inaction".
But now, Qin Feng told her.
The death of the human race, the struggle of the human race, the fire of civilization that burst out from the suffering of the human race... all of this is not the "failure" of her creation, but the most grand and magnificent manifestation of her creation?
She started "birth".
And "death" and "cycle" were also destined the moment she started "life".
All of this is within her "creation"!
This thought was like a ray of light piercing through the darkness of hundreds of millions of years, shining into the blind corner of Nuwa's thinking.
Her inherent view of creation with "creating new life" as its core was shattered to pieces at this moment by Qin Feng's shocking remarks!
A grander and more complete new "Great Creation" world, including life and death, creation and destruction, beginning and end, suddenly unfolded before her eyes!
Nuwa sat blankly on the cloud bed, his eyes containing Sea of Stars lost focus for the first time, and fell into unprecedented confusion and shock.
School entrance examination?
She had long forgotten about it.
At this moment, her entire mind was immersed in the remarks that subverted the foundation of her sainthood, and she could not extricate herself.