Chapter 879 Nuwa Benwa
Hou Tu was not surprised, and said with a cunning smile as if she had succeeded: "Nuwa created the human race, and now Fuxi is using the human race as a backup for the witch-lich catastrophe. There is nothing wrong with that."

"The key is that the acquired human race is no different from our Wu race, which is a problem. Donghuang Taiyi is still better, but Di Jun and Kunpeng are suspicious."

"Plus, the foundation of Fuxi's sainthood is the Yi Dao Lingbao of the River Map and Luo Shu, which makes it even more problematic."

"If the lich calamity occurs in the future, the two brothers Dongdi Emperor Jun must cut off their retreat in order to force Nuwa to take action. No one can escape this calamity no matter what."

"But our Wu Clan is different. I have the final say in the Wu Clan. Even those brothers will listen to me willingly."

"Now the Wu tribe no longer eats people, but intermarries with the human race. In the past hundred years, there have been millions of mixed-race children born to humans alone."

"Nuwa can use the human race as a fallback, and so can our witch race. If the witch-lich catastrophe changes drastically in the future, I want you to continue to maintain intermarriage between the human race and the witch race."

Murong Ji looked Hou Tu up and down carefully and was a little surprised.

Besides Fuxi, there was another person who could see the future. Then Murong Ji understood that these leaders of the Wu Lich and Lich tribes who participated in the catastrophe.

They may not be unable to guess the subsequent situation, but the situation is beyond their control and they are helpless.

Then, Murong Ji understood why the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan had controlled the previous two catastrophes very well. Perhaps they wanted to slow down the occurrence and intensity of the catastrophe by prolonging the time.

For example, the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn back then, they might not be unaware that they were in the midst of a catastrophe, and they might not be unaware of what the outcome would be if they continued fighting.

In other words, there is a private exchange of interests to calm the catastrophe, but unfortunately...

The reason why a catastrophe is called a catastrophe is that once it happens, there is no room for negotiation. Either you die or I die, and there is no way to eliminate the disaster or solve the problem.

"Empress Hou Tu has surprised me a little." Murong Ji knew in his heart that Hou Tu was definitely not kind-hearted, but was concerned about the future fortune of the human race.

The human race is flourishing, relying on the luck of the human race to fight for a way forward for the witch race. As long as the opportunity is right, the human race will no longer exist, and everyone will become the witch race.

"Tsk~ How old are you? From what you said, you think we are all fools?! Little kid?" As she spoke, Hou Tu slapped Murong Ji on the back.

In an instant, Murong Ji turned around and fought back. After taking Hou Tu's attack, he casually hit back.

With just a simple test, she knew how powerful Murong Ji was among those of the same level.

He could not help but nodded with satisfaction, "That's great, you are much stronger than those younger generations of our Wu clan."

"In my opinion, Di Jun and Dong Huang have already made a mistake. They killed Hong Yun and used the Dong Huang Bell to block the perception of the saints. They have already offended the two saints in the west. They will not sit idly by."

Murong Ji was a little surprised as to why so many people had a good impression of the two people from the West.

According to Hou Tu, can the two of them personally go into the calamity? !
Just when I was about to ask more questions, he turned around and left.

"Little kid, go see your mother, if she can't protect you, come to me."

"The only one who can guarantee that your race can preserve its foundation while being hunted by the demon race is my witch race. As a deal, I will guarantee your race's safety and stability in the early stages, and you will guarantee the continuation and survival of my witch race in the later stages."

After the words fell, Hou Tu paused, half turned her head to look at Murong Ji, and said word by word: "Pledge! Swear! Swear!"

Murong Ji was stunned, his expression became more serious: "Farewell to the Queen Mother Hou Tu."

Not until Hou Tu left completely did Murong Ji stand up straight, his face cold but with an unspeakable emotion in his heart.

He turned around and walked towards Fengqi Mountain step by step.

This time when I came to the Queen Nuwa Palace, I didn't have much confidence in my heart. The human race was not important to Nuwa.

In two consecutive wars between wizards and liches, both sides exercised restraint and kept the war within a certain level and scope.

But the current situation still makes people see no hope, and then Fuxi came up with a plan.

As two of the ten great demon saints, how could Emperor Dongdijun be willing to let them get off now? Naturally, there must be a way to restrain them, and it would be best to cut off their retreat.

This is one of the fundamental reasons for the human race’s disaster.

Murong Ji suddenly stopped and was silent for a moment. [Maybe there is... the Tuwu Sword!] Then he took a deep breath and continued to climb the mountain.

When they reached the middle of the mountain, they saw the former settlement of the human race. It was now abandoned, overgrown with weeds and looked desolate. Murong Ji was stunned.

I heard from Hou Tu that intermarriage between humans and witches has been going on for quite some time. If it wasn't for Nuwa's approval, how could those who worship Nuwa as a god...

[Perhaps, these two goddesses have some unknown deal...]

Murong Ji knew in his heart that these two goddesses could not be treated with common sense. It would be a big mistake to treat them as ordinary female monks.

There is no simple way for anyone to become a saint.

After climbing Fengqi Mountain, Murong Ji arrived at the gate of Wahuang Palace.

He clasped his fists and bowed, then shouted in a high voice: "Disciple Jiang, I want to see the Holy Mother!"

Not long after the words fell, a woman walked out from the palace. The woman was dressed in white palace clothes. If you didn't know, you would think she was the real lady.

"Come in with me."

Murong Ji lowered his head and said nothing. He followed her carefully and walked into the Queen Wa Palace.

Entering the Wahuang Palace, what caught Murong Ji's eyes was a huge screen, which almost covered most of the palace.

Mountains, rivers, and land veins were painted on it, just like a picture scroll. A picture of mountains, rivers, and the country!
Murong Ji was shocked, [This thing was used as a screen by Nuwa?!]

Walking around the screen...the map of mountains, rivers and the country, Murong Ji raised his head slightly and took a look, and saw Nuwa's appearance clearly.

Nuwa was lying on the bed, looking lazy and bored. Her eyes were like stars in the night sky, shining brightly, as if she could see through Murong Ji's thoughts at a glance.

His eyebrows were long and slender like the moon, slightly raised, and a hint of confidence and cleverness subconsciously revealed between his brows.

Weird?
You can tell at first glance that he is not a peaceful person.

Her hair was flowing, mostly tied up, setting off her skin as soft and smooth as snow.

Nuwa raised her lips slightly, as if she had discovered something interesting. "Is this...beautiful?! Are you fascinated?"

Murong Ji frowned, took a step forward, clasped his fists and saluted, "Disciple Jiang, I greet the Holy Mother."

After waiting for a while, there was no movement from Nuwa. Murong Ji was not anxious and just stood there quietly.

After a long time, a yawn was heard, as if someone had just woken up.

"How boring! I thought you could help me relieve my boredom. You're just like my elder brother, with a stable mind and boring! Not even as good as that little bitch!"

Murong Ji: "..."

Suddenly I remembered that when she was arguing with Houtu, she had absolutely no image at all. Who would have thought that the dignified Saint Mother of the human race was also good at tearing... uh... quarreling.

"Bring me the Lotus Lantern."

"Yes!"

He flipped the lantern casually and respectfully handed it over. The woman in white who brought him into the palace took the lantern and handed it over.

Soon, bursts of low exclamations were heard from inside.

She was like a little girl who got a new toy, so happy and surprised that for a moment, she forgot about Murong Ji.

I began to think about the Precious Lotus Lantern.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you've never seen this pattern before? Is there an innate pattern like this?"

"The day after tomorrow? That's not what big brother does, right?"

"But this layout really matches the Xiantian Dao pattern?! Awesome!"

"I made this person up, didn't I? That shouldn't be possible, right? Am I that awesome?!"

……

Murong Ji: "..."

Stand there motionless, trying to reduce your presence as much as possible.

I was afraid that I would attract Nuwa's attention... and be silenced!
Thinking about the monkey in later generations...it's not surprising when you think about it, it's just following the roots.

After a long time, Nuwa had enough fun and seemed to remember Murong Ji.

"I have a magic weapon that can do what you said, reversing the innate, turning an acquired magic weapon into an innate magic weapon. Do you... want it?"

Nuwa's charming voice came from the hall, full of a sense of evil taste.

Murong Ji was a little surprised. He could guess that the magic weapon Nuwa was talking about was one of the magic weapons for Yi Dao to prove his Taoism, the Qiankun Ding.

"Disciple... wants it!"

"Hahaha! I won't give it to you! Haha!"

Murong Ji: "..."

[What the hell are you talking about!] Murong Ji cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. It was reasonable for him to show some respect to Nuwa.

When Nuwa had laughed enough, she suddenly became serious again, as if the loser girl just now was not her...

He said calmly, "Brother said that the Lich Tribulation will become more intense due to Hongyun's death, and will eventually be beyond the control of the two tribes. He asked me to move to the void outside the sky. What do you think?"

After a moment of silence, Murong Ji said, "The great god Fuxi has his own considerations, and the Holy Mother has her own thoughts. I dare not interfere."

Murong Ji could clearly feel that Nuwa's gaze was on him. He bowed slightly and became even more respectful.

"Di Jun and Dong Huang did a stupid thing. They robbed and killed Hong Yun, and used the Dong Huang Bell to seal the Qi. Not only did they let Hong Yun escape, but they also failed to capture the Hong Meng Purple Qi. How stupid."

"I have decided to move to the void beyond the sky. From now on, Fengqi Mountain will be left to you to take care of."

Murong Ji was delighted. This place was a treasure land. It was the place where Nuwa and Fuxi transformed themselves. How could it not be a good place?
In the beginning, this was the habitat of the Phoenix Clan. After the Longhan catastrophe, Nuwa and Fuxi transformed and lived here for a long time.

This was to let Murong Ji guard her rear. After coming to his senses, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Disciple obeys your command."

(End of this chapter)