Primordial Era: Wife Nuwa, Adorable Baby Causes Havoc in Zixiao Palace

Outside the Golden Gourd Cave.

Qingqingzi stood with her hands behind her back, her face looking inscrutable.

"I have cultivated an indomitable spirit; this time, I shall be invincible in the world!"

"Today I will ascend Mount Ling to attain enlightenment!"

The Green Ox Demon couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Lingshan.

The gods and Buddhas were dumbfounded by what they saw outside the Golden Gourd Cave.

"What...what is this? Words become law?"

"Could it be... that writing poetry at its most profound level can produce such an effect?"

"That's terrifying! A single poem suppressed three great sages! What the hell?!"

"How about we look at some poetry sometime?"

Qingqingzi's attack caused an uproar among the gods and Buddhas of Mount Ling!
Numerous discussions, filled with surprise and admiration, arose at Lingshan.

Hongjun in Zixiao Palace also frowned, feeling greatly puzzled.

Can reciting a single line of poetry alter the rules and unleash a powerful attack?
How could such a thing happen!
Fortunately, I didn't act recklessly; these calamities were becoming increasingly bizarre.

Outside the Golden Gourd Cave.

The three Buddhist saints looked at Qingqingzi with eyes full of fear.

How could there be such a terrifying monster?
He casually recited a poem, and it triggered the laws of nature to manifest such a powerful attack! What's even more terrifying is that it took the combined strength of three people to withstand it.

If there's only one person, wouldn't that be an instant kill?
They are saints!
When did the combat power of a saint become so worthless?
"A thunderous roar shakes ten thousand miles, its might overwhelms the universe and moves the four seas!"

While the three saints were still in shock and hadn't recovered, Qingqingzi recited another line of poetry.

Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, and thunder rumbled.

Countless bolts of lightning filled the area, their terrifying power shaking the entire world.

Suddenly, a terrifying thunderbolt, carrying an aura of destruction, crashed down from the heavens.

Crack!
The three saints were completely dumbfounded when they saw the terrifying lightning!
Damn it!
Nine Heavens Divine Thunder?
That's not fair!
Boom!!!
The three saints hurriedly dodged, and where the divine lightning struck, a deep, unfathomable hole appeared.

Countless bolts of lightning roamed the surroundings, creating a terrifying and inexplicable aura.

But this wasn't the end; endless thunder was still brewing in the sky.

Instantly, countless bolts of divine lightning began to strike, as if to seal off this area.

The dazzling light turned Jindu Mountain into daylight, and the surrounding area for hundreds of miles was a sea of ​​lightning.

The three saints' pupils contracted uncontrollably, and their mouths twitched incessantly.

Are you trying to destroy the world?!
Oh no!
Even if you don't die, you'll be badly injured!
Crackle!
Boom!!
The intense light illuminated the entire land, and the countless loud noises sounded like attacks from gods and demons.

Deafeningly loud, it was breathtaking!
The thunder soon dissipated, leaving three charred figures standing silently in the scene.

Qingqingzi looked at the sky with a nonchalant and disdainful expression.

"You are nothing but weaklings; I can annihilate you with a mere flick of my wrist!"

After speaking, Qingqingzi looked down at the Three Saints, her face full of disdain.

However, Qingqingzi suddenly froze.

People?
Damn it!
There are still so many lines of poetry we haven't recited, why did we run off?
Not far away, three charred figures were fleeing at high speed.

His face was full of anxiety, and he was moving faster and faster.

Forget about trying to stay calm and fight them; if that Green Ox Demon utters another poem, they'll probably all be dead!
At this moment, the three sages had long forgotten what Hongjun had said.

That kind of superhuman ability, who could withstand it?
"This is so boring, I'd rather go back and discuss poetry with the Immortal Poet Tang!"

Qingqingzi looked at the empty battlefield and muttered to herself.

They then returned to their cave.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang was already trembling, his eyes filled with terror.

"Poet Immortal Tang, those few little mice outside are nothing but trouble. I've already dealt with them. Let's continue our discussion on poetry!"

A folding fan appeared in Qingqingzi's hand, which she gently waved as she spoke casually.

"Um... you'd better not recite it! This humble monk is worried about being struck by lightning!" Tang Sanzang said in a trembling voice.

"This stupid ox! Doesn't it know how to play hard to get? It's just reciting poetry! Isn't it wasting our buffs?"

Little Sugar crossed her arms and looked at him with a murderous glint in her eyes.

"That stupid ox deserves a beating! Sister, give him a good thrashing!"

Little Mengmeng looked at Little Tangtang and said.

"Yes! Let's find a chance to beat him until he cries, you stupid cow!" Little Tangtang raised her little fist and waved it in the air.

Sanxian Island.

"Poetry derived from rules? I'm ashamed of those three little rascals for even coming up with that!"

Li Changsheng couldn't help but chuckle at Qingqingzi's smug expression.

"Now Hongjun won't be able to sit still! This is going to be good!"

Houtu's eyes were full of anticipation as she smiled and spoke.

“I think if the Buddhist sect sends someone again, that stupid ox will probably get a beating!” Nuwa said with a sly smile.

"That's right, this green ox demon only remembers reciting poetry and has probably forgotten about Tangtang and the others' plan!"

Li Changsheng also said with a smile.

These three unruly little rascals don't care what you do.

Just beat them up!
Lingshan.

When the three saints returned, their bodies charred black and their breath weak.

Even the gods and Buddhas couldn't bear to look at it.

That's so tragic!
Of the four sages, one was captured, and the other three returned severely injured.

Even Hongjun, who sat high in the Purple Cloud Palace, was dumbfounded.

Yang Mei had just emerged from seclusion and was surprised to see the three of them outside.

"You are... Jieyin, Zhunti, and Yuanshi? What happened?"

The aura was that of the three of them, but how could they have become so miserable?

The three saints were on the verge of tears, so they told Yang Mei everything.

Yang Mei, with a solemn expression, arrived at Zixiao Palace with the Three Saints.

"Fellow Daoist, you already know the cause and effect, right? Do you have a solution?"

Hongjun looked at Yang Mei and said.

"Was it really Li Changsheng's daughter who did this? That's unbelievable!" Yang Mei was shocked; this ability was just too bizarre.

The law must be absolute for words to be followed by reality; only the Way of Heaven can achieve this.
Why did Li Changsheng's daughter speak so casually?
"It must be! Sigh! It's really strange!"

Hongjun rubbed his forehead, feeling a terrible headache.

At this moment, Zhunti suddenly looked up at Hongjun and said:
"Master! Sun Wukong is causing chaos in the Great Hall of the Buddha! He says he has a way to rescue me, Tang Sanzang!"

Hongjun's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again.

The monkeys used to perform well, but recently they haven't been doing so well.

But there's no harm in listening, so he waved his hand.

Monkeys appeared in Zixiao Palace.

"Wukong! I heard you have a way to rescue Laozi and Tang Sanzang?"

Hongjun asked directly.

"Yes, yes! As long as you grant me a few magical treasures for self-defense... hehe! I, Old Sun, will definitely rescue them!"

The monkey scratched its head and said in a somewhat simple and honest manner.

"Oh? Even the three sages couldn't solve it, what can you do?"

A look of suspicion flashed across Hongjun's face, and a guess popped into his head.

Could this monkey be working for Li Changsheng's daughter?
"Of course! The sages are all wrong. That ox enjoys reciting poetry and composing couplets. As long as I, Old Sun, cater to its tastes..."

The monkey spoke smugly, then stopped talking as its eyes darted around.

Hongjun nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

This was indeed unexpected for them; they simply wanted to suppress the Green Ox Demon directly!
The Three Saints and Yang Mei also showed relieved smiles.

The monkey is indeed the hope of Buddhism, but its cultivation is only temporary.

This awareness and intelligence are innate!
"Very well! I believe you!"

After Hongjun finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a suit of armor and a mirror appeared in the monkey's hands.

Then Hongjun pointed at the monkey again.

Suddenly, the monkey appeared not far from Jindu Mountain.

"You big, stupid bull! I'll beat you to a pulp this time! Hehehe!"

The monkey glanced at the book in its arms and muttered coldly to itself. (End of Chapter)