"My name is Yang Jian." Yang Jian finally spoke, his eyes, including his third eye, were still staring at my palm. However, there were no spirit stones there.

"Do you have family?" I asked with a smile.

"No, I am an orphan. My father passed away two years ago and never saw his mother." Yang Jian lowered his head, and his young body looked lonely and sad in the open space.

"I am Yuanshi Tianzun. Are you willing to be my disciple?" I asked.

Yang Jian looked at me with his head tilted, his smile on his face full of suspicion. After a long time, he fell to the ground: "Master is here, Yang Jian buckles his head."

I smiled and held Yang Jian in my arms, regardless of the soil on his body, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay! You will be my disciple from now on."

After taking Yang Jian as his disciple, he returned to Yindu again. I suddenly discovered a problem. At this time, although Nuwa had some legends among the people, there were no temples or Taoist temples to worship. People just used these as legends. In contrast, there were various saints in Yindu who were sensational in building Taoist temples and enshrine themselves.

This is a very serious problem. If Nuwa were not available, King Zhou of Shang would not have blasphemed the gods, nor would he say that the nine-tailed fox Su Daji harmed Shangzhou. Then the significance of the List of Gods would have completely lost its due value.

Leaving Yang Jian alone in the wine shop, I set off again to the Nuwa tribe.

Nuwa is still a sacrificial priest in the tribe. She still looks old, but she is regarded as a god by the people in the tribe. Because Nuwa is old, she will not die. Now this appearance has lasted for thousands of years. Xier is by his side, but she still looks like a young girl in her prime at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

"Master! Brother!" Seeing that I, Xier instinctively wanted to call me grandpa, but she seemed to think it was wrong, and changed her words again, and felt it was inappropriate. She immediately stood aside with a blushing face, but her eyes were filled with tears.

"Xi'er, don't be restrained, just call me brother." I walked forward with a smile and habitually rubbed his hair on a few times.

"Ni Ge, hundreds of years, I haven't seen you. Why did you suddenly think of me coming today?" Nuwa asked with a grim look at me.

"It's nothing, Nuwa, do you feel tired of living in this world?" I asked with a smile.

This Nuwa is not as weak as it seems. It is impossible to make her follow her own wishes. The only way is to make Nuwa interested and do it by herself.

"Yes, it's been six hundred years. I have always looked like this in this tribe. But the door to the outside world has been sealed. Could it be that you have a way to leave?" Nuwa asked sighed.

"Guiguzi has awakened. The immortal gate has been opened, but if you want to go there, you still need to take away a group of qualified humans to return to your ancestral land." I said with a smile.

"Oh." I thought Nuwa would be very interested, but I didn't expect that Nuwa just said oh and said nothing.

I looked at Nuwa in surprise and asked, "Aren't you interested?"

"I naturally want to go to the ancestral land of the human race, but if you say you are qualified, if I am not qualified, there will be even more qualified mortals in this world. Since I am qualified to enter the ancestral land, what are I worried about? But what are you trying to do?" Nuwa looked at me with a smile, looking like she succeeded.

I was choked and said embarrassedly: "Nuwa is really smart. I came here this time to ask you to help. Now there are guys pretending to be gods and ghosts everywhere in the human world. Like you and I have lived from ancient times to the present, there is no offering. I just want you to go out and walk more and build a Nuwa temple in Yindu to enjoy the offering."

Nuwa looked at me for a while and asked, "It's that simple? You won't have any other plans, do you?"

I spread my hands and said, "I have no plans, I just can't stand the current appearance of the world."

"Okay! It's time to walk around. I've stayed here for six hundred years, which is really boring." Nuwa thought.

"Nuwa, I want to go down the mountain with my brother." Xier said.

"Haha, let's go. In Yindu, I opened a wine shop, and there is another junior brother waiting for you to jump." I smiled and pulled Xier's hand and disappeared directly.

Nuwa looked at the sky, stood up, and walked out of the tribe. With each step, the wrinkles on Nuwa's face would decrease, and her hunched body would become more straight.

Along the way, the people in the tribe fell to the ground one after another. They didn't understand why the gods in the tribe suddenly wanted to leave the tribe. You must know that God has never come out in his courtyard for five hundred years. A bad omen appeared in the hearts of the tribes, and God is leaving!

Nuwa's steps were firm and powerful, which seemed to confirm more. After their speculation, some people couldn't help crying, "Nuwa, are you going to leave your people?"

Nuwa did not answer, but just walked forward step by step. Just as when he came to the tribe, the difference was that this time it was his back. The wrinkles on Nuwa's face were slowly falling off, and countless dust slid down from her body with the steps of the girl. With the sound of the coarse linen, it gradually changed color and became extremely bright. Her silver hair became as black as a waterfall. As her waist was straightened, Nuwa's figure looked even more graceful.

"I'm leaving, build my temple and worship me, and I will definitely protect you." Nuwa's voice was passed through the space, but her figure had disappeared.

The first temple dedicated to Nuwa was built in the Nuwa tribe soon after, but what bothered the people in the tribe was that no matter how they thought, they could not think of Nuwa's appearance. So the first goddess Nuwa was just a graceful back, and as for the front, her face was blank.

Despite this, the Nuwa Temple is still full of incense, because every devout worshiper, when he goes to the Nuwa Temple, they will see a beautiful face and the blank fairy face, without being carved, and they have a natural appearance.

In 1075 BC, King Zhou of Shang succeeded to the throne. After a battle to attack foreign countries, King Zhou of Shang passed through the Nuwa tribe.

"Bigan, it is said that this statue of Nuwa is the most effective in the tribe. Now that I am victorious, should I go to worship Nuwa?" King Zhou of Shang squinted his eyes and asked. Now, it was the moment of pride that King Zhou of Shang had long heard of the legend of worshiping Nuwa's statue. He was also looking forward to it. I don't know what kind of beauty he would meet.

"Since the king wants to worship, it is naturally appropriate. Nuwa is an ancient girl who has the merit of creating humans and replenishing the sky. The king is the emperor who is just protected by Nuwa." Bigan said with a smile.

"Hahahaha!" King Zhou's words made King Zhou feel happy and laughed and walked towards the temple in the tribe.

When entering the temple, King Zhou did not burn incense, but went directly to Nuwa's front. Looking at the face of the stone statue, he couldn't help but be stunned: "There are such beautiful people in the world, but unfortunately they can't be owned by me. If that princess was, wouldn't it be happier than a god!"

King Zhou of Shang was also sad. If it were a different time, there would be nothing wrong. But this time, Nuwa returned to the tribe. When King Zhou of Shang said, a layer of chill appeared in her eyebrows.

The statue of Nuwa suddenly rotated over at this time.           There was a cold chill between her eyebrows and eyes, staring at King Zhou.

However, King Zhou was still obsessed with looking at the statue of Nuwa. When it was Bigan next to him, he quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Nuwa, forgive me for your sins, King Zhou was an unintentional act."

"Hahaha! I am the emperor, and I have any sins of being able to match Nuwa. Let's go, you are too careful." King Zhou didn't care at all.

On the top of Mount Tai, now, I have already acquired twelve disciples, and as for the disciples, there are countless disciples. Regardless of whether they have qualifications or not, they have to go through the battle for the Investiture of the Gods, and these have nothing to do with it. The only thing I wait for is an opportunity.

At this moment, Nuwa stood in front of me: "Ni Ge, I want King Zhou of Shang to die. Why are you stopping me?"

"Okay. But can we play him to death?" I said with a smile.

Nuwa asked with chills between her eyebrows and eyes, "All this is your arrangement?"

"I can't control this. However, King Zhou of Shang is related to the important part of the List of Gods, so I can't die at your hands." I spread my hands innocently.

"Okay, I'll send a demon to let King Zhou of Shang die faster. You can't stop him!" Nuwa said indignantly.

"Oh, then go to Kuafu. It is said that Kuafu recently received a nine-tailed fox. The Taoist Dharma has reached the level of a ninth-grade Xuanshi." I gave an idea. Everything is developing according to the trajectory of history. I don't need to stop it.

Nuwa glanced at me and said suspiciously: "Why do I feel like I've been deceived by you?"

I innocently spread my hands again.

After King Zhou of Shang returned, he was worried about Nuwa's appearance all day long, and even ordered the painter to draw a Nuwa statue hanging on the head of the bed according to his own impression. This proves that if you don't commit suicide, you won't die, and Nuwa can still bear it.

Two months later, King Zhou of Shang knew that he could not get Nuwa, so he could only retreat and look for a second best woman in the human world. So Su Daji was summoned to the palace.

On this day, I was having a headache. Su Daji had already entered the palace, but there was no news about Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao. Even if they were not here, Daji would not be able to achieve the expected goal.

Just after this, a dispute arose among the outer disciples. The cause was very simple. An old man named Zi Bo was considered to be a thief who stole the treasure of the outer disciple and the best spirit stone. The matter became more and more troubled, and finally it came to me.

Zi Bo, with a childish face, and a sixth-grade venerable realm. He looks like a fairy-like figure. The most important thing is that his image is very similar to the legendary Jiang Ziya.
Chapter completed!