The Primordial Era: Starting from Being Forced to Become an Apprentice of the Three Pure Ones

"Uncle Nuwa, please understand. I have come here with a request. I hope you can use the divine power of the Nine Heavens' Breath Soil to grant me..."

"To rebuild Fellow Daoist Hongyun's physical body, giving him a chance at rebirth."

"You'd better not come to me about this matter anymore. The Hongyun affair is far too complicated."

"I have no intention of participating, and don't forget, I am still Nuwa, the goddess of the demon race."

After Nuwa finished speaking, her expression remained unchanged, and she simply waved her hand casually.

The refusal in her posture was already clear.

She had no connection with Hongyun, and they had never even exchanged a single word. She really didn't want to get involved in any karma because of this.

Moreover, Laozi of Taiqing previously established the Human Religion, which diverted the fortune of the human race.

She still harbored resentment, which also diminished her goodwill towards this junior apprentice.

Taibai, however, could see clearly that Nuwa's seemingly casual wave of her hand was actually a silent dismissal.

"Master Nuwa, I humbly request your help, offering up one-third of the human race's fortune."

If my aunt Nuwa doesn't trust me, I'm willing to offer up this one-tenth of humanity's fortune first.

Without further hesitation, he immediately formed a hand seal, raised it towards the void, and his voice rang out:

"Heaven above, your disciple Taibai wishes to return all the human destiny within me to my aunt Nuwa as a request and a repayment. I hope Heaven will grant my request!"

Once the vow is made, the heavens will respond in the unseen realm.

Nuwa's eyes flickered slightly as she clearly sensed a surge of fortune originating from the very source of humanity, which was being separated from Taibai's body and slowly flowing into her sacred form.

Good fortune aids in spiritual practice and accelerates enlightenment; even for sages, it is a precious and rare commodity.

She originally thought that Taibai's so-called return of fortune was just empty talk, and even thought of taking this opportunity to give Taiqing, this disciple, a lesson.

Unexpectedly, he was so decisive that he directly made a vow to Heaven.

Nuwa sat up slightly on the cloud bed, and for the first time, Taibai's figure was truly reflected in her eyes, which always held a sense of detachment.

"For a wisp of soul that should have vanished, you are willing to sacrifice one-tenth of humanity's destiny, and according to my understanding..."

You don't seem to have much interaction with Hongyun? You should know that even if you don't hand it over voluntarily, I won't ask you for it.

The previous aloofness in her voice faded away, replaced by a hint of genuine surprise.

"This fortune is something I have been unworthy of. Returning it to my master today is simply returning it to its rightful owner."

"This disciple has no other request than that my master uncle have mercy and save Fellow Daoist Hongyun's life."

After saying this, he knelt down again, bent over, and gently touched the ground with his forehead, kowtowing three times.

Nuwa pondered for a moment, closed her eyes and focused her mind, carefully deducing the magnitude of the cause and effect involved in rescuing Hongyun in her sea of ​​consciousness.

A moment later, she slowly opened her eyes, looked at Taibai, and said:

"If we revive Hongyun, the cause and effect between us will be wiped clean, and the fate of humanity will no longer be your concern. What do you say?"

"This disciple thanks my master for his kindness!"

Nuwa said no more, sat upright on her cloud bed, and looked down at that wisp of soul.

She raised her sleeve in a gesture, and the Heavenly Soil appeared from her sleeve.

The divine soil floated in mid-air, containing endless creative vitality, and slowly circulated.

Immediately afterwards, the Three Lights Divine Water quietly appeared, clear and radiant, hanging beside the Breath of Earth.

The two slowly approached, their light intertwining and rippling out visible waves of vitality, causing the spiritual energy within the Nuwa Palace to subtly surge.

Nuwa flicked her finger again, and a seven-colored auspicious cloud, about ten feet in diameter, floated out, illuminating the entire hall.

This cloud is no ordinary cloud; it is a spiritual cloud that has been nourished by pure and spiritual energy for a long time, and it gathers without dispersing. It is the perfect vessel for shaping the physical body.

"combine."

When a sage speaks, laws follow.

Under the influence of the Three Lights Divine Water, the Nine Heavens Breath Soil began to slowly merge.

Nuwa meticulously crafted the body she was creating, and thus she concentrated intently on it.

With the power of an unparalleled sage, he meticulously controlled the arrangement of each grain of life-giving soil.

Every movement of the divine water energy must be in accordance with the ultimate principles of creation.

Gradually, a rough human figure emerged, its entire body shimmering with a dark yellow luster, yet exuding a restrained yet powerful vitality.

Suddenly, Nuwa pointed her fingers like a knife and made a light slash in the air.

The auspicious seven-colored cloud emitted a clear cry, then transformed into seven dazzling rays of light, which wrapped around the body formed from the soil and divine water.

The rosy light slowly seeped in, and the surface of the body gradually developed a warm luster.

The texture of flesh and blood emerges from the dark yellow, and a faint, shimmering light flows beneath the skin.

At this point, Hongyun's physical body had been completely reconstructed.

However, with his eyes closed and sitting quietly in a cross-legged position, he remained a perfect but soulless shell.

Nuwa turned her gaze to the red cloud soul floating quietly to one side, and with a gentle wave of her hand, the faint wisp of soul light drifted into her palm.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, today we will rebuild your Dao body and continue your Dao connection. Now return to your place."

With a gentle flick of her wrist, her soul quietly entered the space between the eyebrows of the new body.

boom!

The body trembled violently, and a burst of dark yellow light, three-colored water radiance, and seven-colored mist erupted simultaneously.

They intertwined to form a radiant cocoon, completely enveloping the newborn body.

On the surface of the cocoon of light, countless phantom runes flickered, like the birth and death of stars.

The entire Nuwa Palace resonated gently, and endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured in from the void, forming a huge vortex, with the cocoon of light at its center.

Taibai covered his face with his sleeve, his mind captivated. Only now did he truly understand how vast and boundless the power of creation of a sage was.

Ten days later, the light of the cocoon gradually receded, and all the strange phenomena disappeared one by one.

Having been reborn, Hongyun is now sitting quietly in the same spot.

At this moment, Hongyun's black hair fell down like ink, and his appearance was five or six parts similar to that of the former Hongyun Ancestor, but his aura was completely different.

Unless one is extremely familiar with him, it would be extremely difficult to recognize that this is the same kind-hearted old man from ancient times.

His chest began to rise and fall slowly, and he exhaled long, innate breath through his mouth and nose.

Suddenly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment, his eyes slowly opened.

At first, his eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment. He felt a complete blankness regarding what he saw and his own existence.

He slowly turned his eyes and saw the peerless female saint in green robes on the cloud bed, as well as Taibai standing to the side.

Hongyun's lips parted slightly, her voice dry and hoarse, carrying the stagnation of someone who hadn't spoken in a long time, but more than anything, a hollow confusion:

"Where is this? Who are you? Why am I here? I remember I was at Wuzhuang Temple."

He felt his mind was completely empty, filled only with an unfathomable weariness and a faint, elusive trace.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, this place is the Nuwa Palace. It was the Sage Nuwa who recast this physical body for you."

"The Sage Nuwa? Recreating a physical body?"

The newly formed red cloud murmured repeatedly, its eyes still hazy.

He subconsciously raised one hand and held it in front of his eyes.

His hands were long and strong, with a faint glow flowing beneath his skin, yet a sense of weight and solidity emanated from them.