
Nuwa's Five-Color Stone to Mend the Sky Became a Spirit
女娲补天的五色石成精了
by Lanling Gyatso (兰陵嘉措)
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- ThemeCultivation
- POVUnspecified
- Age18+
- Destined Pairing
- Devoted Love
- Past & Present Lives
- Tragedy
- Xianxia Cultivation
Synopsis
The gentle and powerful swordsman who can take out many things at any time x the beautiful and beautiful saint from southern Xinjiang who is not good at flying. A pale, cold swordsman who loves cooking x a delicate and delicate medical girl Two male protagonists and two female protagonists. The two male protagonists were twins in their previous lives, and they look the same after reincarnation. ++++++ ++++++In the ancient times, the four poles were destroyed, the nine states were divided, the sky was not covered, and the earth was not divided. So Nuwa made five-color stones to mend the sky, and cut off the ao to stand up the four poles. Thousands of years of time have evolved, and the five-color stone that patched the sky actually gave birth to spiritual wisdom and transformed into two young men. Younger brother Xuanqing, older brother Yuyuan. With their appearance, the spirits of the five elements in the five-color stones overflowed and dispersed in the world. Thousands of years later, the world collapsed again. His brother Yuyuan used his body to repair the sky, while his brother Xuan Qing's whereabouts are unknown since then. Later, the world was able to live in peace and the people lived in peace. But there has always been a legend in the world of cultivation - the world will collapse again. One day, An Jiming came back from his mission and saw his junior brother bringing back three people - an orphan girl rescued from a monster and an injured couple. Not long after, the orphan girl became a disciple of the Qingxiao Sword Sect and became their junior sister, and the couple also said goodbye. Not long after they left, the Shushan Sect, a thousand-year-old sect next to them, was stolen. The golden spirit that guarded the gate for thousands of years disappeared. At this time, two people from southern Xinjiang came to the sect, a man and a woman. They were a pair of senior brothers and sisters that my junior brother had met when he went down the mountain last time. Just a few days ago, the gangsters they escorted escaped and now came to seek help. While questioning and thinking, An Jiming discovered that the defector was inextricably linked to the couple who came some time ago. In order to find the defector and recover the stolen things, they started a pursuit together. By chance, they unknowingly set out on the road to find the Spirit of the Five Elements. Along the way, I met an infatuated fox demon and a dashing swordsman. From the top of the Tianshan Mountains, the land of Zhongzhou, the coast of the East China Sea to Tianya Haige... ———————————————————————————————————————————————————— Zhongzhou Small Theater: Xia Houzhuo didn't understand how he could become a heartless and heartless person when he was clearly here to clean up the family. The woman in front of him looked at him with tearful eyes, unable to speak. A man wearing a jade crown and a long body rushed out from behind her. "Third sister, don't cry. If he dares to betray you today, he will be decapitated." The woman fell into his arms, sobbing: "No, don't kill Anlang." The man's hand holding the sword shook from the impact, and the next moment, it was placed across Alandi's neck. "Then I will kill your sweetheart." Alanti: "..." "I am his senior sister." "Shua——" The sword moved to He Jiaojiao's throat again. "You are definitely not his senior sister!" He Jiaojiao shook his head. The man looked up to the sky and laughed. "If you don't marry my sister, I will kill your sweetheart." Xiahou Zhuo frowned and looked at the crying woman. "I'm not your Anlang." The woman's eyes were filled with tears: "How could I not recognize you? Even if you change your hair style and clothes, you are still my Anlang." Xia Houzhuo: "..." He Jiaojiao: "He... Really isn't." Alanti: "Really not." The man was furious: "You actually made up such a lie just to avoid marrying my sister. You dare not admit your identity." The man's sword pressed against He Jiaojiao's throat got a little closer with excitement. Xia Houzhuo: "..." He Jiaojiao: "..." Alanti: "..." At this moment, footsteps came from outside the courtyard. The man holding the sword widened his eyes and opened his mouth. The woman also stopped crying, with an expression of disbelief on her face. An Jiming stood at the door. His face is the same as that of Xia Houzao. Xia Houzhuo: "I'll just say I'm not." The man: "..." The woman: "..." I hope you all can collect and like more. I will work hard to code~~ Purpose: Love and Responsibility