Seeing that the primitive black face was as if I was about to rush up to beat Zhuang Xiong, I couldn't help but shout in a deep voice: "Second brother, I have my part in this matter. Can you please express your opinions after listening to us?"

Yuan Shi looked back at Tongtian and said, "Lao San, do you tell them, are there any problems with our relationship? Or do you dislike the second brother, I have too much control?"

Tongtian smiled bitterly and said, "Second brother, this was the problem at the beginning, but now it has changed. Let's hear from the elder brother that he said it's all right?"

Yuanshi couldn't help but realize it and said angrily: "So Tongtian, you know it too? You have already agreed to separate the family and just hide it from me? Do you still treat me as a brother?"

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but roar, "Zuanzi, listen honestly to me. I mentioned this matter. If you want to find it, please look for me. They are all your own brothers. Can you still harm you? I don't know how to tell you without hiding it. If you want to think about it, what does it mean to you?"

Yuan Shi snorted coldly and said, "Okay, I want to listen. You, Han Xiong, advised us brothers to separate. Could it be that there is something else to say?"

I glared at Yuan Shi and said in a deep voice: "The problem now is that we are all about to become saints. One sect has three saints, and the luck of one sect is huge. Kunlun Mountain will definitely not be able to withstand such a huge fortune. The way of heaven will not allow us to have such a strong strength that threatens the safety of the way of heaven. Even the teacher cannot stop the way of heaven. The way of heaven will kill all possible threats in the bud. Therefore, we brothers must have conflicts and must separate families. Since we will split sooner or later, why wait until the conflicts continue?"

Yuanshi couldn't help but remain silent, but her face was still a little unchanged. Tongtian smiled bitterly: "Yes, second brother, I'm afraid that you and my brother will have a conflict one day. Now the separation is delaying the arrival of this day."

Zhuang Xiong said: "Procrastination is useless. Sooner or later, there will be this day. I want to say, the most important thing is that you remember this brotherly relationship. When the conflict arises, remember to leave some face to each other. If there is a conflict, you can't be together. Brothers are still brothers."

Yuanzu was still pondering there, and I couldn't help but sigh and said, "I have to worry about my brothers and so on. We will remember this love."

Zhuang Xiong rolled his eyes and said, "You don't need to remember, don't blame me, okay, anyway, this is your brother's business after all. You should discuss it slowly, but I want to take a step first and see what Nuwa has done after she becomes a saint."

Yuan Shi also reacted a little at this time and hurriedly said to Zhuang Xiong: "Shan Xiong, don't take it to your heart. I just couldn't accept it for a while, but it wasn't that I didn't know your hard work. If there was anything offended, I would like to apologize to you. Don't have any estrangement."

Zhuang Xiong said disdainfully: "Tsk, who will have the same knowledge as you? I understand this. We have a good relationship. When I think of it, I say it. The important thing is to you. Don't be polite to me."

Sanqing couldn't help but give Zhuang Xiong a tribute. Zhuang Xiong rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "I'm not too polite. I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. I'll leave." After that, he didn't wait for Sanqing to say anything. He leisurely sat on Caibangzi and said, "Get up for me, go to Buzhou Mountain to see my sister Nuwa."

Caibangzi seemed to have just woken up, but he didn't dare to neglect it and just set up the wind and clouds and left.

Sanqing looked at Zhuang Xiong's gradually disappearing figure and couldn't help but look at each other and smiled. He seemed to think that it was actually a good thing to make such a wonderful person to be friends.

As the speed of lightning was running all the way, Zhuang Xiong was a little uneasy. It seemed that since Nuwa created humans, the relationship between the two had faded a little. Looking at Nuwa's cold eyes in the underworld, Zhuang Xiong didn't say anything, but didn't know what happened. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help feeling uneasy. He didn't know what would happen after Nuwa became a saint, whether he would return to what he used to be? Or was he more indifferent? No matter what the result was, Zhuang Xiong seemed to have to passively accept it.

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head helplessly, throwing these years of thought out of his mind, and looking at Buzhou Mountain with anticipation, but he didn't know how Fuxi is now and whether there are any greater changes? Although he doesn't know whether the Heavenly Dao arranged for him to die, he felt that it would be more at ease to lead the human race. Moreover, it's not bad to be a human emperor. As long as the human race is still the protagonist of heaven and earth, the Holy Emperor is also an immortal existence. Compared with the saints, there is only a little gap between magic powers and magical powers.

By the way, Fuxi and Nuwa are brothers and sisters. Although their achievements are quite good, the difference is too big in terms of fortune, right? Then, Nuwa's fortune is not just because of her life experience. There must be other things she doesn't know. What secrets will be worth hiding from the way of heaven?

Zhuang Xiong was thinking all the way, but before he could come up with a result, Buzhou Mountain had arrived.

How could Zhuang Xiong know what to be polite? Even if he knew, he would not be able to be with Nuwa and Fuxi. He rode a pig and rushed into the temple of the two of them, and was stunned by the brother and sister who were talking at the stone table. Fuxi had already added a sword in his hand, Nuwa was cold-eyed, and an invisible attack had already reached Zhuang Xiong's eyes, but Zhuang Xiong didn't care at all. Relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, he rushed straight to the stone table before barely stopping.

Fortunately, Nuwa Fuxi quickly realized that the person who came was Zhuang Xiong and did not attack again. Otherwise, Nuwa would have been the saint now, and she didn't know how fierce the attack would be. Zhuang Xiong was unparalleled in his body and could be called the best in the world, but could he really withstand the attack of a saint?

Seeing that Zhuang Xiong was so rude, Fuxi couldn't help but say angrily: "You silly bear, are you still so rude? Don't you know that the person in front of you is a saint? Can you bear the consequences of such a collision with the saint?"

Zhuang Xiong pretended to be careful and asked, "Well, is the matter serious? Is it that Sister Nuwa wants to punish me? Or is the Fourth Senior Sister trying to punish me? But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, Fuxi?"

Fuxi couldn't help but choked and said tactfully: "I don't mention the saint's honor. You're rushing into other people's temples like this, but should you?"

Zhuang Xiong said embarrassedly: "Well, I never thought it was someone else's temple, and I always thought it was my own."

Fuxi couldn't help but be stunned, and nodded for a while and said, "Well, this is not bad. Although you haven't come for a long time, you have not forgotten your home."

Nuwa suddenly said, "Now is not the time for you to play. I have just become a saint, but I know that the saint needs to go to the chaos to open a temple again. I can no longer live in the prehistoric continent, but I cannot delay it anymore. Since you have met it, let's go and have a look together."

Zhuang Xiong and Fuxi looked at each other, but found that there was a hint of worry in their eyes, and there was no such thing as playing. They followed Nuwa to the chaos silently.

Before Zhuang Xiong even had time to get off his mount, Fuxi jumped up and said with a smile: "San Xiong, I'm sorry, you came from all the way and didn't even drink tea, but now you still have to take me a few steps."

Zhuang Xiong forced a smile and said, "Drinking tea doesn't matter. Who among us is with whom, but since we created humans, I feel that Sister Nuwa is a little wrong. I wonder what you, the brother, have discovered?"

Fuxi also frowned slightly and sighed, "It's not just you, but he seems to be much more indifferent to me, the brother who grew up with me. I don't know what went wrong. It seems that he is still Nuwa, and he still thinks of these problems, but he has no feelings. I wonder if it's because of the three corpses?"

Zhuang Xiong said: "It must be no. We all killed the corpse. Why did Sister Nuwa have a problem? Don't think about it anymore. Maybe after Sister Nuwa became a saint, her cultivation has improved greatly and she has seen many problems that we cannot calculate. It is difficult to accept for a while, so she is like this, right?"

Fuxi still couldn't let go and said, "You know those things, I know them, you can accept them with such a heart and a heart that is so determined, why would you be like this?"

Zhuang Xiong said disdainfully: "What are you thinking about? Don't compare yourself with Sister Nuwa? I can accept it because I don't have any favors to the demon clan, and I even want him to disappear quickly. But how can you accept me? Also, Sister Nuwa is a girl after all, and it's okay to have a delicate relationship, so don't guess randomly."

Fuxi nodded, but still looked worried, Nuwa looked at her, but she didn't say anything again.

Zhuang Xiong's heart seemed to be stormy at this moment, and Nuwa actually changed to Fuxi. Zhuang Xiong suddenly remembered a possibility. You must know that in the era of knowledge explosion in later generations, all kinds of possibilities could be seen, so Zhuang Xiong instantly felt that Nuwa's situation seemed to be somewhat similar to this one.

In some novels of cultivation, it is rumored that when one reaches the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, one will restore his previous life's mind. However, innate creatures such as Nuwa are extraordinary after all, and are born with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. But what if Nuwa is a chaotic demon god or even older? If Nuwa is reincarnated, but after creating a human being, some begin to restore the memories of the previous life, knowing that they become a saint, and the memories of the previous life will completely return, then Nuwa's current situation can basically be explained.

But why did the Heavenly Dao help her hide it? Where did her blessing come from? Are there many people in the Pangu era? Are there any other reincarnated demon gods? In an instant, countless information surged out of Zhuang Xiong's mind, messing up his thinking. He was also shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help but frown, and the light in his eyes was sharp and confused.

But Fuxi didn't notice it at all. He just looked at Nuwa worriedly. Knowing that it had reached chaos, Fuxi pulled Zhuang Xiong for a moment and said, "Shan Xiong, we're here, let's go in."
Chapter completed!