Fengshenzhi, I didn't want to fall in love with Nuwa

On the large ice floe floating on the sea, a ragged man sat cross-legged, with a rusty ancient jug in his arms.

From time to time, a small wisp of misty white smoke rose slowly from the ancient pot, and was swallowed by the man again.

Five or six steps away from the man, a girl in white was also lying on the ice floe, her eyes closed, her chest heaving slightly as she held her sword.

Zishou has been on the ice floe for ten days, and the white turbid substance in the soul refining pot has also been consumed a lot.

At this time, [-]% to [-]% of the wounds on his body have recovered, and the broken joints and damaged primordial spirit are also slowly recovering.

The true spirit in the cauldron is the origin of hell demons. It not only contains rich aura, but also has a very good healing effect on the wounds of the primordial spirit.

This kind of recovery speed is already considered fast. At that time, the rules of several Heavenly Dao collided with each other, and the space was torn apart. Even a saint might be torn to pieces by Heavenly Dao.

The immortality of saints has almost become a joke by now.

During these ten days, Su Mei was lying beside him recuperating in a dazed way, with shortness of breath and sluggishness, it could be seen that her injuries were also extremely serious.

But even with such a serious injury, Su Mei still did not forget to seduce the emperor with a smile.

She knows how to seduce a man's heart, and if she just gives it for nothing, the man won't think it's important.

On the contrary, sometimes it looks like you can hold it in your arms with your hand, but sometimes you can only watch it from a distance and not be profane, which makes men even more obsessed.

Therefore, Su Mei's teasing is just right every time, just a few words can make Zi Shou's heart fly out of the sky.

This is also the realm of a saint, the profound kung fu in his body moves around according to the cycle, there is no such thing as going crazy, otherwise Su Mei would not dare to do this.

"Zi Shou, how much has your injury healed?" Su Mei raised her head and looked at him.

Zishou said, "Fifty percent."

"Then can you move?" Su Mei asked.

Zishou nodded slightly.

Su Mei said: "This big ice floe is too cold, are you cold?"

Zishou said, "It's not cold."

Su Mei said softly: "I see that your clothes are all wet by sea water, you must be very cold? Hold me in your arms to keep warm!"

The image of himself hugging Su Mei to keep warm could not help coming to Zishou's mind, he hurriedly restrained his mind and said, "No!"

A smile appeared on Su Mei's face: "Really?"

Zishou said: "You are so badly injured and still have leisure time to seduce me, take care of yourself first!"

The corners of Su Mei's mouth rose slightly, and her eyes narrowed.

It is exactly the same as the emperor!

No, he is the emperor.

"I'm afraid you're going to be cold. Since you don't want to hug me to keep warm, can I take off my clothes and put them on for you?" Su Mei deliberately raised her neckline.

Zishou couldn't help but cast a glance, then shook his head hastily: "That's enough, I don't want it! Don't do this anymore!"

"Okay." Su Mei smiled, thinking that this emperor is really cute.

Zishou said: "You are so good at seducing people, and you have been a lustful monarch for so many years, many men have died in your hands, right?"

Su Mei suddenly giggled, stared at Zi Shou, her face was full of tenderness, and said seriously: "My master, I have only seduced you, and I have never seduced anyone else."

Zishou was silent.

"Duma recognizes me as the emperor, and so does Su Mei. Who is that emperor? Forget it, it's useless to think too much."

After staying on the ice floe like this for another ten days, Zizi had healed [-]% of his body injuries, but when he wanted to mobilize the true energy in his dantian to open the Primordial Realm, he found that the Primordial Realm still couldn't be opened.

"Although my dantian has been destroyed, the Primordial Realm can be opened with just one thought. If it cannot be opened now, there is a high probability that it is rejected by the current Heavenly Dao. This place has entered the Peacock Continent, influenced by its Heavenly Dao, and the Primordial Meng Realm came from the Primordial Heavenly Dao , will naturally be rejected, unless Nuwa, the real master of the Hongmeng Realm, is there, can it be opened." Zishou thought to himself.

"Now my cultivation has not recovered, and there is only a small amount of true energy. It should be because my dantian was injured when time and space collapsed, and my true energy was completely lost. In addition, the rules of the heavens in this world are completely different from the rules of the prehistoric heavens. Therefore, the cultivation base cannot be recovered immediately. Now we can only slowly recuperate the injury."

No matter how powerful a saint is, when he enters another world with independent heaven, he will be suppressed by his heaven.

At the least, the cultivation level will drop, and at the worst, they will die suddenly.

Su Mei's face was still pale and colorless, she looked extremely weak, but her injuries were finally stabilized.

Her cultivation is considered to be at the forefront among the demon monarchs of hell, but she almost fell when she encountered the impact of heaven and space-time collapsed.

But although the injury has stabilized, it is not so easy to recover.

Zishou reached out and pointed to the soul refining pot in his arms, and mobilized the only small amount of true energy left in his dantian to refine the true spirit of the demon in the pot, turning it into a cloudy white gas.

This is the origin of the demon monarch, including his cultivation, true spirit, and even emotion.

Zishou then made a mudra with both hands, mobilizing this white gas to envelope Su Mei.

As soon as Su Mei's face changed, she immediately realized that Zi Shou was using this pure devil's true spirit to help her heal her wounds.

"You, what are you doing?" Su Mei's cheeks flushed as the pure source power penetrated into her body, and she whispered: "You, don't do this, it was originally yours, ah..."

The power of the source drilled into her body, quickly repairing the wounds of her true spirit, and she couldn't help moaning comfortably.

Zishou said, "Since it's mine, I'll give it to you if I want."

"I don't want it." Su Mei stubbornly bit her lip and said.

"If you don't want it, you have to." Zishou lost his temper at this time, and said coldly: "You must give me the answer I want, and you must take what I want to give you."

Su Mei's body trembled slightly, and a low trill sounded from her throat: "Although I look exactly like Nuwa, I am not her, Emperor, you have known this from a long time ago!"

……

Far away, thousands of miles away.

The two old men stood side by side on the top of the mountain, looking in horror at the cloudy white light emerging from the snow-capped mountains and sea of ​​ice.

"Is this the original power of the heavenly level?" The old man in Tsing Yi on the left said in horror: "The original power can repair all the rules in the world and heal any wounds. If our soul is injured, if we get a piece of the original power of the heavenly level It can be recovered, but there is no result after searching for thousands of years, why is there a source of power?"

"Tian Yunzi, let's go and have a look!" The eyes of the red-clothed old man on the right were radiant with excitement.

The source can repair all damage in the world.

Even if the soul is scattered, it can be resurrected with the original source.

The origin of the sages of the Dao of Heaven is extremely rare. After all, the appearance of each source of sages means that a sage of the Dao of Heaven has fallen from the world.

But right now, the original power appeared there.