Cao Xiaolong left the Wa Palace with a mixed and heavy feeling. Unprecedented feelings kept circling back and forth in his chest, making him almost breathless. There was always a voice that kept ringing in his ears: "
Responsibility, responsibility! For the sake of Hongjun who is trapped in the hands of heaven, for the happiness of Nuwa, and for the lives of all the creatures in Panlong Mountain, you, Cao Xiaolong, must move forward without hesitation and courage!"
Yes, we must move forward without hesitation and courage. Cao Xiaolong has no way to turn back, let alone fail. Once he fails in this battle with the way of heaven, what awaits Cao Xiaolong will be an unbearable result forever, and it will be easy to be wiped out in ashes.
Cao Xiaolong left the Wa Palace and stayed there for thirty-three days. Looking around, he suddenly felt a strong sense of loneliness and heaviness in his heart. Among all the people in the world who practice the way of sentience, Cao Xiaolong is the original creation and the first person. No one can compare with him.
He is more aware of the status of family, friendship and love in his heart. But now, no matter what kind of emotion it is, it has turned into a heavy burden for Cao Xiaolong.
If you don’t want to lose, you must fight hard and work hard. Cao Xiaolong tried his best to pursue what he wanted, but when things came to pass, he did not dare to truly fall in love with Nuwa. If they were not together, the spearhead of heaven would only be against her.
I am sure that I and Panlongshan will not point at Nuwa. But once they are really together, Nuwa will probably become a thorn in the side of Tiandao, right?
When you truly love someone, you only want her to be happy, instead of giving her endless pain. Cao Xiaolong loves Nuwa, he loves her very much, but in the end he can only be cruel and dare not really accept Nuwa. Let me ask.
Once she and the way of heaven completely collapse, on one side is the teacher who taught her and guided her to become a saint.
With her lover on one side, which side should she stand on? Should she stand on the side of Heaven to deal with her lover? How much mental pain will Nuwa have to endure in this way? On Cao Xiaolong's side, can Heaven tolerate Nuwa's suffering?
Betrayal? Why not grab Nuwa’s soul in the void with your hands and torture her to death?
No matter which side you take, it's wrong. How can Cao Xiaolong bear the dilemma of Nuwa, so he has no choice but to let go temporarily. Who can understand Cao Xiaolong's heart and give him spiritual comfort? Who can relieve the pain of being forced to let go?
The loneliness in his heart?
Aimlessly, Cao Xiaolong wandered over the land of Kyushu with his thoughts full of thoughts, because the spiritual shock caused by Nuwa's words and the pain and unwillingness caused by loving but not loving, constantly lingered in Cao Xiaolong's heart.
, Cao Xiaolong also thought about the deceased Pangu and the captured Hongjun.
God, damn God, when will these heavy pressures and burdens be relieved? Cao Xiaolong has never felt that his shoulders are so weak, and it is so difficult to bear these pressures.
Looking down at the happy human race in the world of mortals, Cao Xiaolong felt envy in his heart for no reason. They all said that the world of mortals was miserable and riddled with all kinds of causes. They all said that it was good for the gods to be free and at ease. Since ancient times, how many people knew about the troubles of the gods. If you could choose,
Without these pressures, Cao Xiaolong would rather be an ordinary mortal, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. In his spare time, he enjoys the love between you and me, and in his spare time, he enjoys family relationships.
It’s just that all this will be an unattainable dream for Cao Xiaolong now. There are too many responsibilities and burdens on his seemingly thick shoulders, so that Cao Xiaolong will never have a truly free day. Unless he can transcend
The way of heaven, unless he can defeat the great road.
But in the future, even if he truly surpasses the way of heaven, will there be a more powerful opponent staring at Cao Xiaolong? Who knows what will happen in the future...
Cao Xiaolong suddenly felt very irritable, extremely irritable, and wanted to fight against the fire of heaven at all costs, and it would be better to live or die than to live in such a timid and useless way. But the remaining rationality told him
Cao Xiaolong, the time is not yet ripe now, the outcome of a firefight will only be
Relatives are in pain, enemies are quick. Hongjun still eagerly hopes that Cao Xiaolong will rescue him. The creatures all over the Panlong Mountain still count on him to work for their welfare. Zulong Fenghuang and others also rely on Cao Xiaolong's luck to be happy.
Living to this day, if Cao Xiaolong falls, what kind of pain will be waiting for them?
"Cheer up! Cheer up!" Cao Xiaolong exhaled fiercely, sitting in the clouds and looking down at the beautiful mountains and rivers of Kyushu. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Kyushu is full of vitality. "I have complained.
That's good, the road ahead is still long, don't miss things out of impulse!" Cao Xiaolong said to himself secretly.
After appreciating the customs of Kyushu for a long time, Cao Xiaolong managed to put away his depressed mood, patted his sleeves to attract a strong wind, and the auspicious clouds blew all the way to Panlong Mountain with the strong wind.
"Teacher is back!" Fuxi is the deputy leader of the inner sect and is on the mountain supervising the practice of the disciples in the sect. When he saw Cao Xiaolong returning, he nodded slightly and said. Fuxi has a special status. Although he is called a disciple of Cao Xiaolong, everyone knows that he is related to Cao Xiaolong.
The special relationship between Cao Xiaolong and Cao Xiaolong does not require deliberate courtesy.
"See you, Master!" The disciples who were practicing saw Cao Xiaolong kneeling down in a group, holding his head with both hands, and leaning against the ground tightly to pay homage.
Cao Xiaolong's nose made a "hmm" sound, and he returned the greeting. He waved his hand to support everyone, and said: "You don't need to be polite, just practice!" Then he turned to Fuxi and said: "Fuxi, you can follow me.
Come!"
Fuxi casually told everyone a few words, and then followed Cao Xiaolong into Xiaoyao Pavilion. The door of Xiaoyao Pavilion was slammed shut just as Fuxi's figure disappeared.
Fuxi looked up carefully and saw that all the upper management of the sect were present. The master of the Lingyan Pavilion, Hongyun Taoist, the master of the Intelligence Hall, Da Da, the two deputy sect masters, and even some veteran quasi-sages who had not wanted to appear in public for a long time and lived in seclusion in the Presbyterian Hall.
All present.
"It seems something big has happened again!" Fu Xi secretly said in his heart. He calmly found his seat and sat down, watching Cao Xiaolong's explanation. Cao Xiaolong sat high on the top seat, and there were several seats in the two rows below.
Fuxi and Kong Xuan sit at the front of the chair, one on the left and one on the right, symbolizing the position of deputy leader.
Cao Xiaolong waited for everyone to sit down and glanced around. Except for the seat in Juesha Hall, which was still vacant, all the other major managers had arrived. Cao Xiaolong coughed lightly and said: "We have called everyone together today.
Not for drinking, and secondly, not for discussing Taoism, but because I have important things to say!"
Chapter completed!