The air in the Nuan Pavilion seemed to freeze for a moment.
Facing Qin Feng's teasing "Brother Alliance Leader", Nuwa did not get angry as expected, and used Red Embroidered Ball to smash the madman in front of him into a pulp.
On the contrary.
Her figure began to fade.
Just like a drop of ink melting into the vast ocean, without any warning, the beautiful lady sitting opposite disappeared without a trace, along with the mahjong tiles on the table and the steaming cup of Immortal Tea.
Only one sentence was left, echoing in the empty room.
"You want me to call you brother?"
"Then come to the main hall and let me see if your bones are as hard as your mouth."
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of the lingering fragrance in front of him, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth.
"It's interesting."
"Is this the legendary 'talking from another place'? It seems that I made the right move in this move."
At this time, the door curtain was gently lifted.
Jin Feng Fairy left and came back.
Compared with the professional fake smile before, Nuwa's chief disciple's expression was obviously much more solemn at this moment, and there was a hint of awe in the eyes when she looked at Qin Feng, which she was not even aware of.
After all, Qin Feng is the only one since World Creation who dares to tease a saint in person and still stand here with all his strength.
"Qin Alliance Leader, please."
Jin Feng stepped aside to give way, his tone respectful yet cool.
"Master is waiting for you in the main hall of the Wa Palace."
Qin Feng straightened his clothes and strode out quickly.
After passing behind the Nuan Pavilion, the scene suddenly changed.
The original elegant courtyard disappeared and was replaced by a long corridor made of pure Life Law.
There is no floor or ceiling here. What you step on is flowing cyan light, and hundreds of millions of light spots representing Life Seed are suspended above your head. With every step you take, Qin Feng can feel a majestic vitality entering the body, as if even the cells are cheering for joy.
But this vitality is too strong.
It's strong enough to "explode" an ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal in an instant, turning it into a source of nourishment for this corridor.
"A show of force?"
Qin Feng sneered, and the Chaos Undying Body in his body started to move slightly. The violent Life Law instantly became as docile as a cat, and was swallowed whole by him.
He strolled around, as if he were visiting his own back garden, and even made some leisurely comments.
"The decoration style is good, but the greening is too much. It looks a bit like walking into a virgin forest."
Jin Feng, who was walking in front, stumbled, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.
This is Life Great Dao! It is the place of enlightenment that countless monks dream of!
In this man's words, it actually became "too green"?
At the end of the corridor is a simple stone door.
The moment Qin Feng crossed the threshold, all the strange things disappeared instantly.
Wa Palace main hall.
There is no splendor here as imagined by the outside world, nor are there those auspicious beasts that blind people's eyes.
The main hall was appallingly empty.
There are no calligraphy or paintings hanging on the surrounding walls, but moving reliefs depicting them. They are not dead objects, but real projections - from the wriggling of single cells, to the landing of marine life, to the reproduction of birds and beasts, and finally to the picture of human beings struggling to survive in the mud.
An aura of compassion, fraternity, yet so grand that it makes people feel small, rushed towards me.
Here, time seems to have lost its meaning.
And at the very end of the hall, above the nine cloud steps.
A figure sat upright.
She is no longer the "girl next door" who wears pink uniforms and can play mahjong.
At this time, Nuwa was wearing an extremely simple white palace dress. There was no pattern on it, but it seemed to embody all the purity in the world.
The green hair is like a waterfall, without a bun, draped casually on the shoulders, and every strand of hair seems to be expounding some kind of truth.
Her appearance changed.
She is no longer simply beautiful, but a "beauty of the Tao" that transcends gender and combines the beauty of heaven and earth with the compassion of all things. She just sat there quietly, as if she had become the center of the entire universe, and even the surrounding space was cheering and worshiping.
This is the saint.
This is the true form of Human Race Saint Mother and Empress Nuwa.
The moment Qin Feng stepped into the center of the hall and stood still.
On the cloud bed, Nuwa slowly raised his eyes.
What kind of eyes are those.
It is as deep as the starry sky of hundreds of millions of years, with the birth and death of stars, the reincarnation of all things, and the vicissitudes of life.
Qin Feng swallowed back the dirty words he had prepared at this moment.
Because he found that there was no hostility in Nuwa's eyes.
No anger.
No scrutiny.
Even the shame and anger after being teased just now are gone.
There is only peace.
A kind of clarity and peace that seems to have transcended River of Time and Space and finally waited for a certain promised person.
The two just stared at each other.
There is no coercive collision, no momentum competition.
There is an eerie sense of harmony in the air.
A long time.
It was Qin Feng who was the first to break this tranquility that could suffocate ordinary people.
He looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the tall figure, with that iconic smirk on his lips again.
"What?"
"This is the 'work clothes' that Empress specially changed into to see me?"
"I have to say, this outfit does feel more oppressive than before."
"If the one just now was a goblin used to charm people to death, then this one now..."
Qin Feng gave a thumbs up and spoke in an exaggerated tone.
"He is simply a god that makes people want to kneel down and call him mom."
"Qin Feng."
Nuwa spoke.
The voice was ethereal and echoed in the hall, as if coming from all directions.
She didn't care about Qin Feng's slightly frivolous metaphor. She just leaned forward slightly and stared at Qin Feng's face with her all-encompassing eyes.
"Do you know why I let you in?"
"Because I'm handsome?"
Qin Feng answered subconsciously.
Nuwa shook his head, his expression unchanged.
"Because you're gambling."
She stretched out a jade-like palm and pointed outside the hall, then pointed at the empty hall.
"You're betting that I won't give in."
"You're betting that Wa Palace may have closed its doors, but its heart is not dead yet."
Qin Feng stopped smiling.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman on the stage who seemed to have seen everything.
Sure enough.
No one who can become a saint is a simple fool.
Even Nuwa, who stays at home all year round, has billions of years of wisdom.
"So?"
Qin Feng took a step forward, and the cloud-patterned ground beneath his feet rippled in circles.
"Since Empress has seen through my trump cards, should we still play this mahjong game?"
Nuwa The corner of his mouth raised slightly.
It was a very faint smile, but it instantly gave this solemn and deserted hall a touch of thrilling vitality.
"Hit."
"Why not fight?"
She stood up slowly, stepped on the void with her bare feet, and walked down Cloud Platform step by step until she stood three feet in front of Qin Feng.
As she approached, the terrifying pressure belonging to the saint was not released. Instead, it all converged into the body, leaving only a faint fragrance of creation.
"I have countless Yuan Hui sitting in this hall."
"I'm used to seeing those kowtowing bugs and hearing those hypocritical prayers."
"You are the first person who dares to break down my door and tease me in person."
Nuwa looked at Qin Feng, a light called "ambition" flashed deep in his eyes.
"Qin Alliance Leader."
"Since you said you want to take me to see the so-called man can conquer nature."
"Then I will give you a chance."
"As long as you can prove that the 'new world' you are talking about is more interesting than the script arranged by God..."
She leaned closer and her voice became low and seductive.
"Don't call me brother."
"I'm just giving this Wa Palace to you as a betrothal gift, so what's the harm?"