36 If you lose your horse, how can you know whether it's a blessing or not?

Things will go back to a few days ago, when it exploded. The dazzling light illuminates the sky, so that everything in the world loses all its brilliance and is shrouded in pale and colorless incandescent light.

On that day, a colorful floating cloud competed with this strong light, which also softened the white light. From the clouds, a noble and elegant goddess is the mother and daughter of all sentient beings.

She gently waved a colorful divine light from her sleeve to the center of the white light, softly resolving the fierceness of the white light, as if a light golden light came out of the colorful light, and returned to his colorful feather coat. The Empress flew back to the sky with the golden light, and the white light dissipated. Only leaving a sinkhole on the ground can prove that what has just happened is real and tragic.

In the Nuwa Palace surrounded by fairy clouds, Nuwa's god closed eyes and the spiritual power of floating creatures. Seeing that the weak wandering soul had only a faint regret, he sighed and shook his head. After a while, the fullness of Nuwa's spiritual power slowly woke him up.

"Thank you, Master, for your help." A touch of wandering soul said.

"Well, as a teacher, I can only protect you like this at present. Your soul has been destroyed and there is only a touch of wandering soul left at present." Nuwa is still very sorry.

"Fukisheng is very grateful to the master." Fu Sheng knelt down to thank his devout teacher.

"Do you still not regret that you have fallen like this today?" Nuwa looked at this disciple with a little pity in her eyes.

"Disciples don't regret!" Fu Sheng said firmly.

"If Xiao Wei really knew that you are like today, what would she do?" Nuwa looked at him with inquiring eyes.

"Disciple... I don't know." After hearing this sentence, Fusheng's body trembled. Xiaowei was always the untouchable pain in the bottom of his heart. He didn't know what would happen if Xiaowei woke up and found that he was no longer there.

"Hey..." Nuwa sighed again. Why can't these two people let her save money? She gently waved her sleeve with a strange light and jumped into the clouds of Nuwa Hall to show the scene of Xiaowei's coma, and next to her was Yan Jun's careful care. Then he heard what Yan Jun said to him, and then saw that Yan Jun had become him. Everything returned to normal after Xiaowei woke up.

Gradually, the image disappeared, slowly faded, and finally became a floating cloud. That's good, this is good." Let him feel a little at ease. Even if he is not there, there is still someone who can protect Xiaowei.

Nuwa shook her head helplessly. There was only one floating life here, but he became a wandering soul in this vast sea of clouds. Is there really no him between heaven and earth? A kind of sadness made him feel that there were so many unfinished promises in his life that he was about to die and he didn't have time to fulfill them.

Nuwa still can't bear to see the floating life fall to such a level. Then she went to ask the Emperor of Heaven if there was any other way to save her disciples. The Emperor of Heaven was still angry when he knew about this.

"I have never seen such a god who indulges in the evils of the world. I am willing to degenerate!" There is also a meaning of hatred that iron can't become steel.

"Yes, Emperor of Heaven, you can despise all creatures. How can you like the love of such ordinary people?" Although Nuwa asked for the Emperor of Heaven, as soon as she saw him, she would think of the tragic war of gods and demons tens of millions of years ago. It was he who forced Xuanqing to become enemies, and it was also he who forced her to kill Xuanqing. If she was not for her beloved disciple, she would not have come to see the Emperor of Heaven. Both of them are almost strangers.

"What does Nuwa mean?" There was a terrible murderous look in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven. Even if the woman standing beside him was his sister and his wife, they had no friendship at all for a long time. The supreme power and divine power of the supreme Lord of the Seven Realms of all things have made him indifferent to other emotions. His words do not allow others to despise and blasphne this woman.

"The meaning of Nuwa is very clear, that is, to ask the Heavenly Emperor to save his life."

"How do you know I will save him?" The Emperor of Heaven regained his ruthless face and did not take the life and death of these people seriously.

"Save his life for the sake of your heir." Nuwa doesn't want her disciples to become the next generation of them, but now she can't do it and can only throw it to the Emperor of Heaven.

"If so, I will definitely save him. After all, he is our hope, isn't he?" A long-lost smile appeared on the calm face of the Emperor of Heaven. Although he smiled like a spring breeze, the smile was just superficial.

They have lived for a long time, but on the day when God also has his end of life, when they are about to die, the Emperor of Heaven has to find someone to replace him, and this person he has long found is the Tianshi God Fusheng, but Nuwa has always disagreed.

It was not easy to see this stubborn woman make a big concession. At first, she strongly opposed Fusheng becoming the next emperor of heaven. She didn't want him to take on such a heavy burden and become a god who only lives for power. Such a god is too cold, but now she can't save him and doesn't want to see him become a wandering soul.

"I heard that there is a ten-thousand-year-old ice soul in the ice hell. Gathering more aura can communicate with the soul, so that the floating soul can enter the ice soul. I think that if he can understand the mystery again, he will be a unique god in the world, and it is not difficult to cultivate the soul again." The Emperor of Heaven spared no effort to say what he knew, which also showed his sincerity.

"Nvwa thanked the Heavenly Emperor." Nuwa said lightly and then left.

"Ah, Nuwa, you left like this." The Emperor of Heaven stayed in his Lingxiao Palace and wanted to stop Nuwa. Maybe he felt a little lonely because no one had been talking with him for a long time. He also wanted to find someone to talk about it, but Nuwa didn't want to talk to him at all.

Nuwa returned to her palace and told Fusheng the treatment method, but the agreement between her and the Emperor of Heaven did not tell him. It's good to know later. She is afraid to tell him now that according to her disciple's personality, she will not agree to choose to disappear.

After that, Nuwa came to the world of mythical beasts with floating life. He asked the Dragon King for ice. At first, the stingy Dragon King didn't want to give it, but because of the face of Nuwa's face, he was frozen there. Nuwa saw that the Dragon King was still reluctant to overwhelm him with her identity, but she was still unwilling to treat him like this. She just said:

"If the dragon can give the ice spirit to me, how about I promise that the Emperor of Heaven will give you a Juling fairy grass in the Yao pool?" Yaochi Juling Fairy Grass can only grow 2-3 plants in ten thousand years. A fairy grass can make a creature who has just cultivated become an immortal in an instant, without thousands of years of struggle. A mythical beast like him can immediately become the only one in the world. Nuwa has made great benefits. Of course, the Dragon King was willing to hear it. Even if the ice soul is more precious than this fairy grass, he still can't study the mystery for such a long time. If you have the most precious treasure, you can't use it for yourself. It's not as good as this fairy grass.

After that, the Dragon King met the Heavenly Emperor and said the words of the Empress Nuwa to the Emperor of Heaven and asked for fairy grass. The emperor of heaven is so angry, but he can only swallow it. Who told him to promise to save the floating life and be a monarch?

When Nuwa gets the ice soul, she exerts spiritual power to let the floating life enter the ice soul. Only when he can fully absorb the aura in the ice soul can he recover.

This is a day when the moon is full of stars. The spiritual power of the full moon is the strongest. The ice spirit absorbs the spiritual power of the moon with the help of Nuwa's spiritual power to smoothly absorb the ice soul and moonlight. The continuous spiritual power condenses his whole body. In the ice soul, he slowly changes from a faint silk soul to auspicious light, and the fragrance is peerless. The ancient god, in the end, he rushed out of the ice barrier like a new emperor with infinite power. The sky shines brightly near the Nuwa Palace like the day. The Emperor of Heaven was also satisfied when he saw the spectacle, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently smiled with approval.

A person came out of the dazzling light and shadow, with green silk fluttering and clothes flowing with the wind. The eyes give out a breath of peace and calmness. The heart is more and more like water. I hope his heart is just like this.

"Disciple, I will pay a visit to the master." A respectful salute.

In a few days, Nuwa finally got results and a smile appeared on her face. He looked at him with relief and nodded gently. After everything was arranged, Fu Sheng wanted to resign. In fact, he had long wanted to see Xiao Wei's rudeness.

"Floating, I feel that my body is much better and I want to return to my body now." Fusheng is ready to leave.

"Wait. Floating life. I have one more thing to tell you. Nuwa's face appeared solemnly. There are some things she doesn't want to say, but she can't stop talking about it now. She took everyone away and walked down from the colorful clouds. With her bare hands, she raised a colorful light and printed many pictures on the floating clouds as before.

First, a small silver fox floated to save it from the tiger demon's mouth, "Master, is this?" Fusheng had no such memory. He asked the Empress Nuwa beside him. Nuwa told him that it was the first time he met Xiaohu tens of millions of years ago. She didn't want to see Fusheng go to the eternal situation so she had to forcibly interfere with them. A few days later did she understand that all the fate was predetermined sooner or later. She can't decide all this.

Then he saw the general experience of meeting Xiaowei thousands of years ago. It turned out that their love had been planted as early as Xiaowei's previous life, but due to the mistake, they only got along with each other for less than a thousand years in this life. What days do they have left to stay together? Does God allow them to stay together forever?

When he was thinking hard, he came to the future again. He saw Xiaowei like a white butterfly drawing a perfect curve in the air and finally fell into a piece of blood red, and a red rose blooming on his chest dyed the whole white skirt. Although he knew that it was not happening now, he was still very shocked and heartbroken when he saw such a scene.

"Master, this...what's going on?"

"That's why I don't want you to have too much to do with it." Nuwa paused and said slowly, "When you are together, you will only get her involved in the war of gods and demons and become innocent victims. In the end, you will still lose both sides, and you can't bear to look at you like this.

"..." At this time, Fu Sheng's face was pale and there was no calm appearance. A dim dead gray appeared in his eyes. There is a piece in the mouth, but the words never come out. Silence is greater than death.

After being silent for a long time, he finally asked a sentence as if he had exhausted all his strength. Is there no solution?"

"Yes." Nuwa's heart softened when she saw his sad look.

"What's the way?" His gray eyes seemed to have a more flexible look, but it didn't last long until Nuwa said the answer and fell down on the chair.

"Yes, you will leave her forever." This sentence is undoubtedly not a bolt from the blue to him, and it is a death sentence for their love. Nuwa doesn't want to see him leave so painfully and slowly again. He is the only one left here. If he had known such a result, what else would he have done with this soul? What else does he practice? It's not as good as the pleasure of being destroyed and the carefree.

What is the world's love? Direct teaching life and death. There are two flying passengers from all over the world to the north, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.