Chapter Eighty-Five: The Sacred Palace of the Wa Emperor

The war burned particularly fiercely in the north, and in many places it is not enough to describe the poor livelihood of the people. The billowing black smoke, the roar of artillery fire, and the screams of the people shook the sky, even if Xi Yuefei didn't pay attention to the ground in the clouds, he could feel the tragedy.

But Xiyue didn't stop, she continued to do what she was going to do. Even if Xiyue showed up with a soft heart, in the name of God, she rescued sentient beings, drove away the enemy army, and even destroyed the enemy country. What can it be, it will only make this nation more corrupt. It will only make you dependent on God, pray to God when you encounter war, pray to God when you encounter difficulties, and pray to God when you have desires. God is not omnipotent, and cannot meet all the requirements of human beings, and human beings must be self-reliant in order to prosper.

There is another reason why Xiyue did not take action, after solving the external troubles, the civil war is likely to break out immediately, and communism, which has not yet occupied the mainstream position, is likely to fail. Although after they came to power, there were many problems, especially the Great Revolution, which was no less than the War of Resistance.

But who's to say that after another one, it will be even better, maybe it is not as good. Besides, Xiyue doesn't want to change history, once history changes, not to mention cause and effect, many things may disappear into nothingness. That era was Xiyue's hometown, and it couldn't disappear, at least not let her bury it with her own hands.

After crossing the layers of war, Xiyue finally came to the destination of this trip, Wa Palace. The Wa Palace is built on a cliff as if it were hanging from a cliff, which is amazing. Of course, this is not a reason for Xi Yue to be surprised, Xi Yue is surprised that the pattern of this Wa Palace is five points similar to the pattern of the Wa Palace in Xi He's memory. And the palace is also similar in appearance.

Nuwa is low-key, and in the flood wilderness, few people have seen the Wa Palace, let alone a similar building. Wa Imperial Palace, as a saint's dojo, whoever has the courage to imitate it, even a few other saints will not do it. Here, it is absolutely inseparable from Nuwa herself.

Xi Yue flew up and stood in the corridor outside the Wa Emperor's Palace, feeling like she was standing on the cliff of the abyss, with a bit of danger. It felt very real, not because of the location, but because of the aura conveyed here, which was dangerous. The aura confuses people's senses, making people feel that this abyss is bottomless, like chaos, full of danger.

This Wa Palace is really extraordinary.

Xi Yue put away the breath of her whole body, and walked into the main hall like a mortal. There is a statue of the goddess of Nuwa, with a human head and a snake body, and a face with infinite holiness and compassion.

In that trance, Xiyue seemed to see Nuwa. This idol seems to have a spirit and a mystery. However, Xiyue did not investigate the statue, she did not want to disturb Nuwa, or desecrate Nuwa.

The idol held a jade bottle in one hand, and Xi Yue remembered that it was the Tianhai bottle, which was claimed to be a treasure bottle that could hold the water of the four seas and the heavenly river. Of course, the Tianhai bottle in her hand now is just an ordinary product. But in the mortal world, this is also a strange treasure.

This bottle is white and flawless, like white jade, and it is the finest white porcelain. There are still a few drops of water in it, and the water has a strong earthy smell. Nuwa has the title of Mother Earth, so this is also the breath of pure Nuwa. The man's Nuwa breath should come from the water here.

In her other hand, she was holding a five-color stone, with bright colors, and it was a rare five-color glazed stone, which was very beautiful.

This statue is taken from the image of Nuwa when she mends the sky, with a jade bottle in one hand to collect the water of the heavenly river that has poured down, and a multicolored stone in the other hand to make up for the lack of the sky.

Xiyue looked at the statue of Nuwa, and the memories that belonged to Xihe appeared in her mind. At that time, she and Nuwa were best friends. They have walked through endless years together, discussing Taoism and practicing together. They have once looked at the world in the heavenly court, danced under the laurel, and heard the sound of the wind at the end of the famine.

Nuwa once combed her with red makeup and led her to the red carpet. Nuwa was her matchmaker and handed her over to the supreme man. It's a pity that even the wedding of heaven and earth congratulated each other with merit came to the most tragic end. It was the wedding facilitated by Nuwa, and it was the beginning of the tragedy of Xihe's life.

Xiyue left a tear, the tears were crystal clear, with a layer of seven-colored halo, extremely beautiful. But that's not her, it's Xihe's.

Immortals don't shed tears easily, once they shed tears, the tears are treasures, the flesh and bones of the living dead, not a problem, and they can even take advantage of this to soar through their mysteries.

The breath of fairy tears can mottle the years and infect all things in heaven and earth. Xihe's drop is a tear of sadness, and endless sadness is transmitted. Spread the entire Wa Palace, there is a feeling of heaven and earth sorrow.

The people nearby also felt it, and the sadness they were hiding or experiencing in their hearts was all vented at this moment. Some cry, some tear their hearts, and some cry silently.

Grief, as opposed to compassion. The heavy sadness touched Nuwa's breath of compassion. The whole statue of God exudes endless divine light, and that light is holy, compassionate, and with love, infiltrating everyone's heart. It feels like your mother is by your side, holding you and humming you the warmth of a lullaby.

"Mother." People blurted out.

Those who broke free from their grief saw the endless light of mercy in the Wa Palace, and they all knelt down.

"Nuwa Niangniang." "Meet Nuwa Niangniang."

The ancestor of the human race, Our Lady Nuwa, regained her honor at this moment and accepted the worship of all peoples.

"I've seen Nuwa Niangniang." Although she was a former friend and a good girlfriend, but now that Nuwa is a saint, Xiyue still has to be respected and saluted.

The idol didn't react, still glowing.

Xi Yue said again: "Xi He has seen Nuwa Niangniang. ”

Although Xiyue is not Xihe, she has inherited all the origins and immortal essences of Xihe. In the eyes of others, she is Xihe. This can't be hidden in front of the saint at all, so it's better to say it generously, although Nuwa may not be able to hear it.

The idol remained unresponsive.

Xi Yue looked up, and the idol was still the same as before, holy and compassionate, but it did not have the breath of the manifestation possession.

Regardless of whether to be offended or not, Xiyue looked towards the statue with a divine light in her eyes.

The idol does not have the spirit of Nuwa, but only the power left by Nuwa. The accumulated belief of the human race has allowed this power to endure and grow throughout the world. Originally, they would only lie dormant in the body of the gods, but this time, the breath of fairy tears, and the breath of Xi and Taiyin, triggered it. With infinite mercy, wash away the sorrow that overflows the heavens.

Don't even saints manifest themselves in this world anymore? Is it abandoned here, or is it impossible to manifest itself? A palace so similar to the Wa Palace, a palace with such a Nuwa atmosphere, you can't find a second one if you look at the heavens and all the worlds. Why did Nuwa give up here?

Xi Yue had endless questions, and she wanted to find out.

Xiyue put away the fairy tears, and the sadness in the sky suddenly dissipated. The light of the idol gradually returned, and it became the same as before. Only the five-colored stone still emits a different light, proving that the manifestation of the god just now is real.

"Nuwa Niangniang, forgive Xi and be unreasonable." Xiyue said.

Xi Yue closed her eyes, and the endless Taiyin fairy light emanated, illuminating every corner of the hall. After a while, the air seemed to ripple like water, and then it became bigger and bigger, which was a wave of space.

The space here has overlapped, and the arrangement is quite exquisite, and with Xiyue's existing ability, it is impossible to enter. I don't know if there is a portal here, otherwise forcibly entering this space will inevitably destroy the Wa Palace. Not to mention that the gains outweigh the losses, that is also disrespectful. Xiyue used to be human, and she had a different respect for Nuwa than Xihe, and Xiyue didn't want to take any offense unless she had to.