Xuankong widened his eyes in surprise, exclaimed, and said in a lost voice: "I will take responsibility!" Oh my God, this is the magic treasure of Saint Nuwa, the map of the mountains, rivers and the country. Could it be that his desire was too strong in his heart that there were hallucinations in front of Nuwa?

No one could have thought that Saint Nuwa would say such words to Xuankong. Xuankong secretly reached out and pinched his fingertips, and it really didn't hurt.

But suddenly, I thought about it again. Where did Taiyi Immortal who has practiced now have any fantasy dreams? Besides, this is within my sea of ​​consciousness, which is the most real thing to cut off the obstacles of the six consciousnesses in the outside world.

He opened his mouth and said with a heart: "Then, the fairyland in the wall is the map of the mountains, rivers and the country of Saint Nuwa!"

What level of treasure is the map of mountains, rivers, and country? Not to mention Xuankong, who has been reading Taoist books for twenty years in his life, even in the world in his previous life, how many people have never heard of the name of this treasure?

Nuwa chuckled and said, "This is already a destined fate of the Heavenly Dao. At this time, you entered the fairyland in the wall, which is your Xuankong's fate method; and the flower fairy in the fairyland in the wall meets you Xuankong, which is their fate method."

Xuan Kong blinked his eyes. Could it be that all this is really destined by the number of days?

Otherwise, how could you have such good luck?

First, he obtained the dragon ball of the eight heavenly dragons, Guangli Bodhisattva Ao Lie, and helped him form the second soul and set foot in the realm of the celestial immortals. Then, he received the wrong love of the seven ancient Buddhas in the Meng Realm behind the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld, and the Buddha fire was refining his body and cultivated into the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

Now I don’t know what good luck I have made, but even the saint of Hunyuan who are thirty-three days away knows his name!

As soon as he thinks that Nuwa has just spoken her name, Xuankong is a little urge to bare his teeth and be silly. Who is this? Not only talking about the supreme cultivation of the saint of Heaven, but only saying that he is the identity of the mother of the human race, it is enough for him to be ecstatic, the human being who has lived through two worlds!

Nuwa looked at Xuan Kong and looked at him. In his heart, he also felt pity and love for this practitioner who still maintained a innocent heart.

After thinking about it, she finally said, "Xuankong, your origin is very good. It is the person who is destined to create opportunities. In the future, you may encounter countless disasters and disasters, but you are the human race I created. Although this map of mountains, rivers and countries is not a treasure of chaos, it is enough to save your life in the severe disaster."

Xuan Kong twisted his heart, and he seemed to hear some ominous meaning from Nuwa's tone. However, before thinking about it, he shook his head and sneered in secret: "Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the Human race. I was probably just a normal advice, and there might not be any ominous meaning in it."

He laughed at himself again, and he was really overjoyed. I, Xuankong, is just a Taiyi celestial immortal. In addition, he was only half of his foot on the threshold of Taiyi Jinxian.

Even a master among mortals, but what can it be considered in the entire Three Realms?

Above me, there are the Daluo Sanxian, the Daluo Heavenly Immortal, the Daluo Golden Immortal, and the quasi-saints who killed three corpses. My little Taiyi Immortal is really far from the level of Nuwa!

This was when Xuankong was in full bloom, so he only passed the warning to Nuwa after hearing it and turned around and forgot it. What he was even more worried about in his heart was that since Nuwa looked down on him, let himself take on the responsibility of saving the fairyland in the wall.

But Xuankong was still at a loss. It was not just a saying to take the responsibility on his shoulders. The wealth and lives of the hundreds of flower fairies in the fairyland in this wall were all pressing on it.

Xuankong thought about this, and he saluted Nuwa with some shame and shame, "Xuankong thanks for his kindness. But he understands his own affairs. Although I, Xuankong, have also stepped into the Taiyi Immortal Stage, is still inferior to the great sages who have practiced since ancient times, such as Erlang Zhenjun, who have practiced since ancient times."

He said, "Empress's intention is good, but Xuan Kongxin knows his ability, so he probably can't save many flower fairies."

Although the ordinary heavenly tribulation of the transformation of the shape is not a difficult thunder tribulation for Xuankong, if there are hundreds of heavenly tribulations of the transformation of the shape, even if he has already cultivated into Taiyi Jinxian, he will have to escape by looking at the wind.

Xuan Kong was right, he knew his own affairs. No matter how outstanding his qualifications were, he was as experienced as a Taoist master.

But the accumulation of magic power is really the time to grind.

What is Kung Fu?

Kung fu is time!

Like those great saints who have practiced in ancient times, who have not passed through countless Yuanhui? Even though they are similar to Xuankong in the Taoist practice, their magic power is far beyond the level of Xuankong.

Just like Xuan Kong created a cultivation system, there is no need to compare the celestial immortals who have been cultivated in a hundred years and the celestial immortals who have been cultivated in a Yuanhui. Even if the latter is just a golden elixir immortal, the magic power of that body can suppress the former.

However, when Nuwa heard Xuan Kong's refusal, she was shocked suddenly. Although she was humble and said that the map of mountains, rivers and country is not the treasure of chaos, it is actually a top magic weapon in the three realms.

Anyone who hears the opportunity to obtain such a magic weapon has never heard of it being rejected. Moreover, the reason for rejection is so light, just for the lives of a hundred flower fairies.

Not to mention that before the arrival of the great disaster of heaven and earth, the wisdom of sentient beings in the three realms was gradually blinded by the tyrannical aura. Even in the past, Nuwa had never seen such a practitioner.

Saint Nuwa's gaze was so sharp that he could tell at a glance that Xuankong was definitely not unmoved by his map of mountains, rivers and country. He had just passed several battles between heaven and man in his heart, and finally he said such words to himself as if he had made up his mind.

After Xuankong finished speaking, his depressed breath came out and he let out a long breath of turbid breath. For the first time, he smiled in front of Nuwa and said, "Although the magic weapon of Saint Nuwa is good, Xuankong's magic power is low, and he asked himself that he really does not have the ability to bear this responsibility."

Nuwa glanced at Xuan Kong's smiling face, as if it was unintentional, but there was a lot of appreciation and admiration in her eyes. If a practitioner with such a innocent heart was not smooth sailing on the road of cultivation, then he would be really blind!

However, since she chose Xuankong to solve the problem, she must have her own reason. Nuwa smiled and said, "Have you forgotten that you still have a yang object on your body. As long as you can bear that object, the problem of insufficient yang energy in the fairyland in this wall will definitely be solved." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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