Biyou Palace The atmosphere in the main hall was a bit solemn. The joyful energy of "taking out the local tyrants to divide their land" in the past was gone, and was replaced by a gloomy and gloomy feeling about facing the final question of the final exam.
Qin Feng sat in the front seat, tapping the armrest with his fingers, frowning slightly, staring at the suspended Primordial World map in front of him.
On the picture, Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, among the chaos and mist, is a solitary dot.
Wa Palace.
That is Empress Nuwa's dojo, and it is currently the only lawless place in Primordial World that has not yet planted the "Immortal Alliance" flag.
"This is a bit difficult to handle."
Qin Feng sighed and threw a Spiritual Fruit into his mouth, chewing it crunchily.
"This Empress Nuwa, that's a notoriously dead house... cough, Xijing."
"People don't establish a religion, don't strive for luck, and don't even leave the house. If we use this combination of 'coercion and inducement' to hit them, it will be like nothing."
Tongtian Jiaozhu, who was sitting at the bottom, also had a bitter look on his face when he heard this, and his old, ugly face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.
"Alliance Leader is right."
"Pindao's Junior Sister Nuwa has the most indifferent temperament. Back then, if Investiture of the Gods Calamity and Di Xin hadn't been writing obscene poems to death, she probably wouldn't have even bothered to raise an eye."
"If we force our way in, we can win, but our reputation..."
Tongtian shrank his neck and did not dare to speak further.
A group of big men rushed into the house of a widowed goddess and spread the word that our Immortal Alliance is now a formal organization and it is shameful.
"If the hard one doesn't work, then use the soft one."
Daoist Duobao was holding an abacus beside him, his mung bean eyes twinkling.
"Alliance Leader, how about we give a gift?"
"I heard that Empress Nuwa likes shiny things. Let's shovel all East Sea Dragon Palace's pearls? Or connect Wa Palace to the Internet and give Wa Palace a free lifetime membership?"
Qin Feng rolled his eyes at him and looked at External Affairs Manager like a fool.
"Vulgar."
"She is a saint, an ancestor who made people out of clay. Do you think she lacks some pearls? Besides, if she doesn't even want to connect to the Internet, can you send me a router to use as a brick?"
Duobao shut his mouth and continued to settle his accounts with his head down.
The hall fell into awkward silence again.
This is like holding a master key, only to find that the other party has no keyhole at all, not even a door. This is very frustrating.
"Alliance Leader."
Queen Mother of the West, who had been sitting quietly beside him sipping tea, suddenly put down the tea cup.
The former Head of Female Immortals now has a more graceful and noble temperament, and his eyes reveal a wisdom that understands the world.
"Actually, Empress Nuwa is not really without desires and desires."
Qin Feng's eyes lit up and his body leaned forward slightly.
"Oh? Please elaborate."
Queen Mother of the West stood up, walked to the Kanyu map, stretched out his slender hand, and did not point at the Wa Palace light spot, but at the densely packed human tribes on the Primordial World land.
"She is a saint, a woman, and a 'mother'."
"Her biggest concern in this life is not the illusory avenue, nor the lofty Saint Position, but these little clay figures she made with her own hands - the human race."
"When the human race flourishes, she will prosper; when the human race declines, she will suffer."
"This is her only and biggest 'weakness'."
One word awakens the dreamer.
Qin Feng Looking at the map, a bolt of lightning flashed across his mind, instantly illuminating all the fog.
Yes!
Along the way, I was busy competing with those old gangsters, and I almost forgot the most fundamental setting of Primordial World.
Nuwa Becoming a saint depends on the merits of creating people.
Her destiny, her foundation, and even her emotions are all tied to this seemingly weak human race.
"It's interesting."
Qin Feng stood up, the smile on his lips getting stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a bad smile that sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.
"Since the mountain is not mine, then I will go and move the mountain."
"Doesn't she care about the human race? Doesn't she regard the human race as a thorn in her side?"
"Then what if..."
Qin Feng waved his hand and drew a huge red circle directly on the human area on the map. The momentum seemed to encircle the entire human world into his own back garden.
"What if this human race no longer calls her 'Saint Mother', but instead calls me 'Holy Father'?"
"What if the luck of this human race no longer flows to the Wa Palace, but all flows to me, Golden Ao Island?"
"When the time comes, do you think this housewife who will never leave home can still sit still?"
Hiss--
There was a gasp of air in the hall.
Tongtian Jiaozhu stared at Alliance Leader with his eyes widened, as if he was meeting this young man for the first time.
This move... is too damaging!
This is to dig up the roots of Nuwa!
But this trick... is so awesome!
This is a naked conspiracy, putting a knife to someone's weakness and forcing them to come out and negotiate terms.
"Alliance Leader, do you want to..."
Yun Xiao seemed to have guessed something, her beautiful eyes were full of shock.
"That's right."
Qin Feng stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes stern, and his whole body exuded a domineering aura that made people dare not look directly at him.
"I won't please her, nor will I beg her."
"I want to be the only belief in the immortality of this human race, and I want to be the 'Heaven' in the hearts of these billions of creatures."
"I want this Primordial World human race to only know that there is Qin Feng and not know that there is Nuwa."
"When the fate of the entire human race is completely bound to me."
Qin Feng turned around and looked at Tongtian and Queen Mother of the West, smiling like an old fox who had stolen a chicken.
"That aloof goddess will naturally come to my door and beg me to take her in."
"This is called... turning against guests."
"Tongtian!"
"Here!" Tongtian Jiaozhu straightened his back subconsciously, and was caught by this momentum, completely forgetting that he was also a saint.
"If you pass the order, all departments of the Immortal Alliance will be put into operation immediately."
"We are going to launch a big 'poverty alleviation war' targeting the entire human race."
"I want to show the humans that following Nuwa can only play in the mud. Follow me Qin Feng..."
"That's Sea of Stars!"
East Sea Coast, Human Ancestral Land.
This was once the place of Nuwa Creates Humans, and it was also the most sacred place of worship for the entire human race.
Although the human race is now spread all over Primordial World, on every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, the leaders of each tribe will still come from thousands of miles away to worship the Nuwa statue and pray for good weather and good health.
Today is no exception.
Tens of thousands of human beings wearing animal skins and with sallow complexions were kneeling in the square, kowtowing devoutly.
"Saint Mother Empress, please appear and save my child. This plague has taken away half of the village..."
"Saint Mother Empress is compassionate. There is a severe drought this year and there will be no harvest. Please send down the rain..."
Cries and prayers converged into a sad torrent, washing away the cold statue of the god.
However.
The statue of the god still had that compassionate look, and the eyes of the clay statue looked at the common people, but there was no response at all.
It's not that Nuwa can't hear it.
But this Primordial World is too big and suffers too much. Even a saint can't do anything at all. What's more, the movement of heaven has its own destiny. Birth, old age, sickness and death are all part of reincarnation.
Just when everyone was getting desperate and ready to get up and leave.
Boom!
Nine days above, there was a sudden deafening thunder.
Immediately afterwards.
The originally gray sky was torn apart in an instant.
Thousands of endless auspicious colors, thousands of Auspicious Cloud, poured down like a waterfall, dyeing the gray world into a golden color.
"That's... what?"
Everyone raised their heads in horror.
I saw no ferocious demons or arrogant gods appearing above the clouds.
Instead, a huge, brilliant... platform emerged?
On the platform, stood rows of heroic immortals wearing uniforms.
The leader is a man dressed in white, with black hair as black as ink. He doesn't have any magical powers Dharma Form with three heads and six arms, but he is ten thousand times more beautiful than the gods in the paintings.
He did not hold Fly Whisk in his hand, nor did he hold a magic weapon.
Instead, he held a strange-looking... large speaker that exuded Sound of the Great Dao.
"Hey, hey, sound check, sound check."
That nice male voice, through the big speaker, instantly spread across thousands of miles and penetrated into everyone's ears clearly, even the deaf could hear it clearly.
"Hello fellow citizens below."
"I am Alliance Leader, Qin Feng from 'Goddess Immortal Alliance'."
"I heard that you are having a hard time?"
"Don't be afraid."
Qin Feng stood on the top of the cloud, looking at the stunned human race below, with a bright smile on his lips.
"From today on, your good days..."
"Coming."