Great Landlord: Pangu is my parent’s worker

The holy voice spread throughout the flood world.

All living beings heard Nuwa’s voice.

Heavenly Dao lowered a monstrous charm and projected Nuwa’s figure between heaven and earth.

It is more mapped to the hearts of all living beings.

At this moment, from the omnipotent quasi-saint to the ant crawling on the ground.

They all clearly know what Nuwa looks like.

Knowing that Nuwa is a saint of the Heavenly Dao, acting on behalf of the Heavenly Order, Saint Wei and Heaven.

Meanwhile.

The vastness of merit like a heavenly waterfall fell from the sky.

The entire Flood Desolation World was turned golden yellow by the golden light of merit.

The petals of the meritorious golden lotus fell from the flood barren heaven and earth.

All heavens celebrate together, and all things are blessed.

All living beings who have received meritorious petals.

The mana of the city skyrocketed, and the understanding increased.

All beings worship Nuwa.

Watching the infinite merit will be on Nuwa’s body.

Nuwa’s realm is rising day by day.

She had already comprehended all the complete laws of creation.

You only need to have enough aura to ascend to the Mixed Element Realm.

The merit of the Heavenly Dao at this moment just met her needs.

Nine days away, purple qi came east,

Just shone behind Nuwa.

Nuwa looked like her whole person was bathed in purple light.

A noble purple halo blooms at the edge of the body.

Sacred and majestic.

All living beings in the flood wasteland have great respect.

The sound of broken glass came from Nuwa’s head.

The power of the mixed element is born from within the body.

The surging divine power radiated.

The entire Flood Desolation World seemed to tremble in Saint Wei.

Mixed Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal, one into mixed yuan, beyond the innate.

Nuwa reached the strongest under the Heavenly Dao.

Flood desolate saint, the way of heaven does not die, the saint does not die.

Within the flood wilderness, Nuwa’s power will be endless and unrivaled.

Nuwa stood in the void, feeling the changes brought about by the realm of saints.

At the same time, he was thinking about Lu Xuan in his heart.

Thanks to the Lord Landlord, otherwise I would not have been sanctified so quickly.

It was Lord Landlord who gave me the complete law of creation.

It was Lord Landlord who gave me nine days of rest.

It was the landlord who gave me the Sanguang Divine Water.

It was the landlord who gave me the Seven Treasures Gourd Vine.

This sainthood is not mine.

But the landlord.

From now on, my Nuwa should be the head of the landlord.

In the future, my Nuwa will be the landlord’s person.

Thinking of this, Nuwa felt that these words were a little ambiguous, and her face couldn’t help but turn red.

There is still a little expectation in my heart.

“Terrans, meet the Virgin.”

The newborn Terrans knelt down to Nuwa and saluted.

Nuwa nodded, she really wanted to protect the Terrans to become strong.

However, Heaven’s Dao had already given her a warning that she must not involve the development of the Terran race, otherwise the Terran race would be destroyed.

Even so, Nuwa still can’t bear the Terrans fend for themselves.

The holy voice spread throughout the flood wilderness:

“The first birth of the Terran race was created for my Nuwa saint, and within three thousand years, whoever dares to move the Terran will be killed.”

The flood desolation creatures were all chilled in their hearts.

The killing intent of the saint can be clearly felt by all living beings.

This is the saint, who can make all living beings terrified in one breath.

Nuwa looked at the Terrans below, and there was only so much she could do.

After three thousand years, it depends on the development of the Terrans themselves.

As soon as Nuwa was about to leave, she found a piece of yellow mud in her hand.

It was the landlord who did not make a clay puppet.

The landlord gave me this piece of yellow mud, is there any special purpose?

The landlord is the lord of the avenue, and there must be some omen.

Nuwa didn’t understand.

He simply pinched a Terran by the hand.

Only to find that the doll did not come to life.

Nuwa sighed and casually threw herself into a cave in the valley.

Then he left the Terran and returned to Lu Xuan’s small courtyard.

“Ouch, the girl is good, and she has improved again.”

Jia Cheng had a good impression of Nuwa, and when he saw that Nuwa had become a mixed yuan realm, he couldn’t help but praise.

Nuwa saluted, “Thanks to the cultivation of the landlord.” ”

“Well, Lord Landlord treats you well, you must cherish it.”

Jia Cheng and Luo Fu laughed, and then continued to play chess.

Nuwa nodded heavily, “I will definitely get along well with the landlord.” ”

Walking to the gate of the small courtyard, the altar spirit casually threw out an ancient spirit stone.

“There’s nothing for you, this is for you.”

“Thank you, senior.”

“Okay, go find the landlord, I’m busy.”

Nuwa’s heart was warm.

Although the Dao-level powerhouse here is Lu Xuan’s servant.

But it also represents the attitude of the entire small courtyard.

To be able to treat her like this means that he has accepted her.

After putting away the ancient spirit stone, Nuwa walked into the small courtyard.

Gu Lang is still sweeping the floor.

This guy has nothing to do.

Only sweeping remains.

Walk through the Gates of All Wonders.

Nuwa came to the garden.

Qiu Lu said with a smile:

“Come, sister give you a peach, this is the best one,

After eating the tender water, the landlord will definitely like it. ”

“Thank you sister.”

Nuwa put away the peaches.

Came to the garden.

Mo Qianyan nodded at Nuwa.

Miaoling looked at Nuwa with some jealousy.

“Obviously, I am more beautiful, but the landlord always likes others.”

Mo Qianyan said with a smile:

“It may be that you are too beautiful, and the landlord is ready to eat you last.”

“Oh, you’re right, it must be like this, I have to dress up beautifully every day, waiting for the landlord to eat me at any time.”

Mo Qianyan was speechless to Miaoling and continued to play the piano.

Nuwa left the garden and saw Hongji cooking.

Hongji and Nuwa beckoned:

“Nuwa, what do you want to eat today, my sister will make it for you.”

“No need, I can eat anything.”

Nuwa saluted Hongji, and then walked into the small courtyard.

Lu Xuan was lying on the chair drinking tea, and he was stunned when he saw Nuwa coming over.

“Nuwa, aren’t you going to be a clay puppet?”

Nuwa’s heart moved, and the landlord really knew about the creation of people into holiness.

It seems that she guessed correctly.

The Nine Heavens Resting Soil Three Light Divine Water and Gourd Vine were specially prepared for her.

Thinking of everything Lu Xuan had done to her.

Nuwa’s eyes couldn’t help but moisten.

Since she was born, she has been working hard.

The Flood Desolation World is the weak and strong, even if she is a top-notch innate demon god.

You should also be vigilant at all times, as long as you do not pay attention, you may die.

No one had ever been so nice to her.

Lu Xuan gave unconditionally without asking for anything in return.

Let Nuwa be moved to the bottom of her heart.

“Oops, what’s wrong?”

Lu Xuan stood up, why did the female hammer still cry.

Could it be that business has been bullied?

Most likely.

A girl, no one to help.

Most likely bullied by bad guys.

“No, it’s okay.”

Nuwa felt a gaffe and quickly shook her head.

Lu Xuan frowned, the female hammer was too pitiful.

At a young age, you have to endure the hardships of life.

The female plaque did not want to mention it, and Lu Xuan did not ask.

“Don’t pinch the clay puppets?”

“No, I want to serve Lord Landlord here.”

Nuwa’s face was red and about to drip blood.

His eyes did not dare to look at Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan understood.

The girl is trying to earn money for food on an errand at his place.

He had long wanted to help the female hammer.

It’s just that the female hammer has always been strong,

Would rather learn to make clay puppets to sell for money,

They are not willing to work with him.

Now the female hammer has offered to come forward.

Of course, Lu Xuan was very happy.

“Okay, in the future, you can be a maid, bring me tea and pour water.”

“Thank you, Lord Landlord.”

Nuwa laughed happily.

Being able to become the landlord’s handmaid was her greatest blessing.

“Here, rub my shoulders.”

Lu Xuan pointed to his shoulder and gave a bad order.

Nuwa blushed, walked behind Lu Xuan, and squeezed Lu Xuan’s shoulder.

Since she was born, it is the first time that she has served a man like this.

Nuwa was very shy in her heart, but also very happy at the same time.

Seeing Lu Xuan close his eyes comfortably.

Nuwa decided in her heart that she would go all out in the future to make Lu Xuan comfortable.

No one knows.

Nuwa, who had just become a saint of the Hong Wilderness, became Lu Xuan’s maid in a blink of an eye.

When the Hong Barren creatures were worshiping, Nuwa was rubbing Lu Xuan’s shoulders and legs.

The three Qing and Zhun Ti of the Zixiao Palace were already shocked on the spot at this moment.

They didn’t think of it.

Nuwa turned out to be sanctified.

How can it be.

Why Nuwa was the first to become sanctified.

Especially primitive.

Jealous eyes were blue.

He is the Pangu Yuan God and is one of the three Qing.

He has not yet become sanctified, so why is Nuwa sanctified.

Since being crushed by Dijun and a Saint Force, he was defeated.

The primordial heart has always wanted to be sanctified.

Nuwa’s sanctification deeply pierced his jealousy.

Let the original face be distorted.

Receiving Zhun Ti is also envious and jealous.

They also want to be sanctified as soon as possible and restore the luck of the West.

They also know that the sooner they become holy, the more merit they receive.

Nuwa is now sanctified, shattering their dream of being the first to become holy.

Don’t mention how uncomfortable.

Taiqing Laozi’s face was calm.

But my heart is already terrifying.

He is the head of the three Qing, and he is the boss of Pangu Yuansheng.

It also reached the quasi-saintly post-sainthood.

It stands to reason that he should be the first to be sanctified.

but was preempted by the little-known Nuwa.

He was resentful in his heart and blamed all this on Emperor Juntaiyi.

It’s those two flat-haired beasts.

If they hadn’t destroyed Kunlun Mountain and affected my cultivation.

I was the first to be sanctified.

At the same time, Hongjun also woke up from cultivation.

Since he got the Supreme Taijitu, Hongjun has been comprehending the Dao Zhizhi in it.

If it weren’t for Nuwa’s sanctification shaking the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun wouldn’t have woken up.

Nuwa is sanctified.

Hongjun’s eyes flashed.

The Terrans were born, and the age of saints began.

With a turn of his mind, Hongjun found that Lao Tzu’s primitive and Zhun Ti were all outside the Zixiao Palace.

With a wave of his hand, the four people were introduced into the Zixiao Palace.

“If you can’t cultivate well, why did you come to my Zixiao Palace?”

Jun Ti immediately fell to his knees:

“Master Venerable, please be our master, and give me the West.”

“What’s going on?”

“Three thousand years ago, the three holy families joined forces to come to Mount Meru in my west and snatched away our six pure bamboos and Bodhi trees.”

“The Three Saints attacked Mount Meru?”

Hongjun was a little confused.

Wasn’t the Three Holy Races condemned by heaven?

Karma is full of self-care, how dare you attack Mount Meru.

“Yes, the eighteen quasi-saints of the three holy races joined forces to burst our Mount Meru,

Master must give us the decision and take back the six pure bamboo and the Bodhi tree. ”

Eighteen quasi-saints?

The three holy races were suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and it was impossible to have a quasi-saint.

Hongjun quickly calculated and found that what Zhun Ti said was true.

The Three Saints really had eighteen quasi-saints.

Moreover, the realm is very high, and it has reached the middle stage of quasi-sainthood, and the patriarch has even reached the late quasi-saint stage.

What’s going on?

Hongjun felt that his head was not turning enough.

“Taiqing, Yuqing, what’s going on with you?”

Primordial immediately wailed loudly:

“Master, it’s not good, our Kunlun Mountain was robbed by Di Jun and Taiyi, and the fairy apricot and peach trees were robbed.”

“Emperor Juntai robbed Kunlun Mountain?”

Hongjun wanted to burst into foul language.

A retreat, how did the flood become like this.

Is Di Juntai crazy.

The Wu Clan does not find trouble with the Wu Clan.

What to do with Kunlun Mountain.

“You two are the second disciples of the Xuanmen Great Disciple, and you were robbed by Emperor Juntaiyi just like that?”

Hongjun hates iron even more.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Primordial, are all his own disciples.

Unexpectedly robbed by Di Juntaiyi, isn’t this a platform to tear down the Xuanmen in disguise and hit him in the face.

“Emperor Jun Taiyi has cultivated to the late stage of the quasi-saint, and we are not opponents.”

What the.

Emperor Juntaiyi became a quasi-saint.

Hongjun’s calculated hand was about to cramp.

How could it be like this.

As soon as Emperor Juntai arrived at the late stage of the quasi-saint, with the addition of the Chaos Bell, could the Wu Clan still stand it.

Hongjun also reckoned with the Wu clan.

It was discovered that the Wu Clan Emperor Jiang had also reached the late stage of the quasi-saint combat power.

The other witch clans have also reached the peak of the middle quasi-saint period.

In the future, I will definitely be able to enter the quasi-saintly post-saint.

Hongjun was depressed in his heart.

There’s something wrong with this.

How the overall strength is so much higher than the general trend estimates.

Hongjun communicates with the Heavenly Dao and uses the Eye of the Heavenly Dao to watch the flood and desolation situation.

I saw the Wu Clan, the Demon Clan and the Three Holy Clans fighting in the sea.

Each other has already made a real fire.

Hongjun’s heart is a joy.

The signs of quantitative robbery have finally appeared.

Since then, after the last battle in the Sun Star Witch Race Demon Clan.

There seems to be no friction between the demon race and the witch race.

This makes the Lich weigh how to live.

How can the two Lich races lose both.

“Ask the Master to be the master for us and take back the spiritual root.”

Taiqing Yuqing, followed by Zhun Ti, the four of them prayed together.

As soon as the saint made a move, the spirit root could be taken back.

He can also take good revenge on Emperor Juntaiyi, as well as the Three Holy Families.

Hongjun waved his big hand and said coldly:

“It’s useless to get these all day, is the spirit root more important than the saint?”

“You look at Nuwa, you have already become holy, and compared with Nuwa, you are all ants now.”

“Under the saints are all ants, if you cultivate as a saint, can’t you get the spiritual root back at any time, can you use it to come to me?”

“Give me all back to cultivate, and if you are not sanctified, I will expel you from the Xuanmen.”

The four were slapped by Hongjun and returned to the Flood Barren World.

The four looked at each other, and no one expected such a result.

Linggen didn’t say anything about it, and was scolded.

This ending is so different from what they thought.

However, they did not dare not listen to Hongjun’s words.

Obediently went back to retreat and cultivate.

Hongjun looked in the direction of the four seas, and the signs of the Lich War had begun.

It must not be calmed down because of a few spiritual roots.

When necessary, he also added fire with his own hands.

At the same time, the Wu Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Three Holy Clans also suddenly underwent great changes.