Chapter 332 The Human Race Emerges, Nuwa Saint

Qi wore a scarlet robe and a white jade hairpin on his head. The scarlet robe was covered with fine lotus patterns and embellished with gold, a rare bright red.

Nuwa was the same, but compared to Qi's clothes, hers looked more complicated, but equally dignified and gorgeous, incomparable.

A red hydrangea was hung between the two, and colorful clouds and red clouds were spread out, and thousands of stars swayed and crossed the sky to add to its color.

Fuxi smiled, his eyes full of the two, even if it was the scene of the sun and the moon rising together, and the color of yin and yang, it could not take away a bit.

The rainbow bridge hung in the clouds, and the two walked slowly, the gods praised the ceremony, and all living beings worshipped and sang.

As Di Jun shouted that the ceremony was over, the blue clouds and purple air in the sky turned into a thousand feet of rosy clouds, showing the merits of heaven and earth, and the golden wind sent brilliance, auspiciousness and blessings.

Nuwa left, leaving Qi alone to entertain the guests, welcoming and seeing off, until he was drunk, Qi was able to get away and return to the room.

The white hand gently strokes the eyebrows, and the jade dances on the branches. Although there is no color, there is no person in the world. The spring night is heavy, and the sky has changed when I wake up.

The feast in the heavens finally ended, and the matter of the earthly marriage gradually became a joke among the common people. Qi continued to immerse himself in the formation in the starry sky, while Nuwa walked in the prehistoric world to seek the opportunity to prove the Tao.

It seems that the newlyweds cannot be reflected in the two, but neither Qi nor Nuwa thinks there is anything unusual.

The road hangs in the sky, you and I seek up and down, the days are long, how can we give up because of love.

In the western continent, Mu Lun turned into a ray of light, invisible and colorless, and went straight to the north until he entered the North Sea. Seeing that there was no sound behind him, he sighed.

Since he was captured by the witch clan, he finally got the opportunity, and took advantage of the twelve ancestors of witches to go to the heaven to attend the meeting, so that he could get away.

During this period, he was forced to create a formation for the witch clan that could be used by them.

At first, Mu Lun felt that the other party was forcing him. After all, a person who did not practice the Great Dao actually wanted to try the Dao of Formation. After receiving the teachings from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he felt that this was not impossible.

After his in-depth study, he finally had some clues. Mu Lun used the blood of the Witch Clan as the basis and the bloodline as the guide, and finally created the prototype of the Witch Clan's formation for them.

This also made the Witch Clan relax a little bit on him, allowing him to take this opportunity to escape from the Witch Clan. Looking at the North Sea in front of him, Mu Lun sighed:

"The prehistoric world is extremely dangerous. I still can't participate in it in the future. Otherwise, if there is a slight setback, I will be a rootless duckweed and will not last long."

Recalling the fists of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, his body instinctively shuddered. Mu Lun also made up his mind here. From today on, he will retire to the mountains and forests and never get involved in the prehistoric world again.

Then he crossed the North Sea and floated away. Mu Lun had a plan in his mind. He would go to the Arctic ice field, a place where few people go, to recruit one or two disciples, and never ask about the prehistoric world again.

As for Hun Dun, he had never considered it. He felt that although the prehistoric world was in chaos, there was always a place for him to stay.

On the coast of the East China Sea, Nuwa walked on the beach, the waves splashed, washing away the traces of her coming. Looking at the endless beach and some fishmen who showed their heads in the waves, Nuwa always felt that something was missing?

On the top of Zhushan, Nuwa walked in the mountains, the stream gurgled down, making a dense sound of water, and scale fish swam in the water grass, less than an inch.

Nuwa stretched out her hand and held it. There was a fish swimming in her palm. Nuwa looked at the smart fish, but she was a little disappointed. She put it back in the water. Looking at the green mountain, she always felt that something was missing.

The monkey barked and walked through the mountains and forests. Suddenly, there was a sound of eagle screaming. The monkey ran away everywhere. Nuwa looked at the sky, and there were white clouds.

Nuwa seemed to have gained something, but she couldn't understand it after all, so she had no choice but to continue walking.

On the top of the mountain, Nuwa watched the antelope leaping over the cliffs, smiled, but shook her head, she knew that the answer she was looking for was not here.

In the Hongdong, Nuwa seemed to hear the cry of a baby. After walking in, she realized in a trance that it was the giant salamander that made the sound.

Nuwa left in disappointment. This was not what she wanted. Nuwa continued to walk and search everywhere.

In the next few Yuanhui, Nuwa traveled all over the world, mountains and rivers, and saw flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and beasts, but she was still confused.

Nuwa had never seen countless races, all kinds of strange things, and she had learned about them during this period, but she became more confused.

Nuwa was sure that the avenue she was pursuing was here. The more she saw, the more confused and lost she became.

Suddenly one day, Nuwa walked to the bank of the Yellow River. The surging water roared past, which was very spectacular, but made Nuwa feel too noisy.

So she found a valley at random, and looked at the deep pool in front of her, which was clear to the bottom. Nuwa felt a little calmer.

She picked some small flowers and wove them into a ring, which exuded a faint fragrance. Nuwa suddenly wanted to see what she looked like now.

Wearing the wreath on her head, Nuwa made up her mind. Since she had no idea, she might as well return to heaven and settle down.

Walking to the edge of the pool, Nuwa saw her own image reflected on the calm water surface, dressed in white, with a wreath on her head, and suddenly immersed in it.

Until the fish in the water jumped out of the water, the water rippled lightly, and the ripples broke the reflection of Nuwa in the water.

It was as if thunder suddenly sounded in her heart, and Nuwa suddenly realized that yes, on this vast land, the vast soil nurtured all living things.

No matter what they look like, this tolerant world can accept them, but after they start practicing, they will eventually pursue the appearance of Pangu the great god.

Go and pursue the Tao, like yourself, seek a body that can carry the Tao, and become a human! Then why don't you create a race that is born human in your own image?

They are born with seven orifices, can walk upright, have wisdom, can practice, and can understand the Tao!

At this moment, Nuwa understood that her Tao was in it, and the opportunity to become a Tao had already surrounded her, but she had never noticed it.

As soon as she said it, Nuwa took the water from the deep pool and the fine soil in the valley, combined with the Tao of creation, and began to knead it.

In Nuwa's hands, the soil quickly took on a human shape and was full of the breath of life. But when Nuwa thought that the work was done.

But she found that the person in her hand was broken when he fell to the ground, and his breath was weak. A breeze blew and he turned into a pile of yellow soil.

Nuwa immediately understood that "humans" are born with seven orifices, standing upright and carrying the Tao with their bodies. Such innate advantages are too great, and ordinary water and soil cannot bear them at all. When the wind blows, they will scatter all over the ground like yellow sand.

Nuwa thought about it, and took out the Nine Heavens Xirang that she had collected in the past, and used the Three Lights Divine Water as a combination, taking away the water from the deep pool, leaving the pit as a basin for kneading soil.

Under the moonlight in the sky, Nuwa sat on the ground and began to mold clay to create people again.

The first clay doll was born, and Nuwa slowly placed it on the ground. The clay doll began to grow immediately, but it was only half a meter long, and the clay doll was covered with cracks.

A thunder sounded in the sky, and the clay doll immediately shattered, turning into a pool of yellow mud and flowing into the cracks of the stone.

Nuwa was puzzled at first, why the Nine Heavens Xirang and the Three Lights Divine Water, the two most precious treasures in the world, still could not create a person who stood upright.

But after carefully examining the yellow mud, Nuwa immediately reacted. It turned out that as a newborn, the soul was too powerful, but it was unrestrained, and the body could not be restrained at all.

That's why cracks kept appearing in the process of growth, and it would turn into mud soup under a thunderbolt and could not take shape.

But the soul is the root of the life and wisdom of living beings. If there is no soul, how can it carry the great way?

Nuwa couldn't understand, and could only look at the quagmire in front of her and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to Nuwa, and she immediately reflected that since the body could not bear it for a while, why not temporarily divide the soul?

After they entered the practice, they would no longer let their horses run wild and know how to restrain their minds. Then they would be able to merge into the soul!

Then Nuwa began to experiment again, constantly dividing the souls she had shaped for them. After countless attempts, Nuwa decided on the best way.

Divide the soul into ten parts, three big and seven small, which are three souls and seven spirits.

The three souls are Tai Guang, Shuang Ling, and You Jing, and the seven spirits are Shi Gou, Fu Shi, Que Yin, Tun Zei, Fei Du, Chu Yu, and Chou Fei.

Tai Guang is the most important part of the three souls, and it is the light of life. If Tai Guang is gone, life will die.

Shuang Ling is related to intelligence and wisdom. People with stronger Shuang Ling are often smarter and more intelligent.

You Jing dominates people's emotions and desires, and all love, hate, and sorrow are caused by it.

Shi Gou is responsible for people's alertness and can sense the surrounding movements at all times.

Fu Shi controls metabolism and manipulates the operation of organs in the body. If Fu Shi is lost, metabolism will be abnormal.

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Nu Wa divided the Yuan Shen, each responsible for a part of the body's operation, maintaining the operation of the person. Once they step into the path of practice, the Yuan Shen can easily reunite and return to completeness.

And the perfect "person" she imagined was born.

Nuwa began to move continuously, and each puppet stood on the ground, growing with the wind. Most of them were fixed when they were seven feet tall.

As the sun rose and the moon set, more than a thousand puppets stood on the ground in the valley. Nuwa smiled with satisfaction and then spit out a little.

A spiritual wind blew over, and the puppets in the valley suddenly grew flesh and blood, and all the mud in their lives faded away, turning into flesh and blood.

Among them were men and women, all of them were young and strong, with beautiful faces and tall figures.

As a ray of sunlight shone on them, they slowly opened their eyes, bright eyes and starry eyes, which were extraordinary.

They were full of blood and energy, and were born with immortal-like flesh and blood, with a long lifespan and light body and qi.

People were born at this time!

Nuwa smiled with satisfaction, looking at the remaining mud below. She wanted to continue, but she felt too tired.

If a person wants to be born perfectly, it is inevitable to spend a lot of energy. Even Nuwa felt exhausted.

A flash of inspiration flashed through her mind, and Nuwa thought of a way to save energy. She took out the vines left when she got the gourd, and smiled with satisfaction.

The vines stretched into the mud, and Nuwa began to swing them continuously, and countless mud spots splashed and fell on the rocks, grass, and soil.

These scattered mud spots gradually turned into human forms as the sun shone, but they were inevitably inferior to the people Nuwa had made herself.

They were either fat or thin, most of them were shorter, no more than six feet tall, and the shorter ones were even more than four feet.

There were also men and women, but some looked old and weak, and some looked like teenagers.

Although they were not ugly, they were undoubtedly much more ordinary, and not as smart as the people she had made before.

With the splashing of mud spots, Nuwa's efficiency was undoubtedly improved a lot, and she didn't need to worry too much. After all, people in a race must be uneven.

When the mud in the pool was exhausted, there were already tens of millions of people in the field. Nuwa looked at the people filling the valley and smiled:

"From today on, you are human beings, and the human race is born because of this!"

Suddenly, there was a cheer in the valley. Looking at Nuwa in front of them, everyone knelt down and shouted:

"Greetings to the Mother Goddess!"

Nuwa looked at the two people she had molded first and gave them names. She said to the taller one:

"From today on, you will be called Xuandu."

Nuwa looked to the side and saw another person with a very well-proportioned figure saying:

"From today on, you will be called Guangchengzi."

The two bowed again after hearing this:

"Xuandu (Guangchengzi) greets the Mother Goddess."

Countless golden clouds gathered in the sky, almost covering the entire Eastern Continent. Qi and others were also startled by it and set their eyes on the valley.

Seeing countless golden clouds of merit turning into a torrent and pouring into Nuwa's body, Nuwa's breath also expanded as if there was no peak.

The purple air of Hongmeng was aroused by the merits and virtues, and was connected with Nuwa's Dao fruit. The purple air filled the sky and earth, rising from the east and covering the entire Honghuang continent.

Nuwa understood that her chance to prove the Dao had come, and she shouted loudly. She only heard Nuwa say:

"The Dao of Heaven is above, and it upholds the posture of standing upright, and the seven orifices are connected to carry the Dao. From this day on, the human race is established!"

Nuwa did not say much, but the endless golden cloud of merits and virtues could make all living beings understand what impact the birth of the human race has on the human Dao.

The sky was scattered, the Dao sounded, and the spiritual rain was like silk, soaking the earth. Countless creatures were happy and excited.

The sky and the earth played thunder, and Nuwa's breath spread widely in the Honghuang. An unparalleled pressure was like a sky curtain, covering the heads of all living beings in the Honghuang.

Even Qi, Dijun, Taiyi, and Fuxi were forced to bend down by this pressure. After three breaths, the pressure was dissipated.

All living beings shouted:

"Congratulations to the saint Nuwa for her great success, enjoying the honorable position of heaven and earth, and avoiding all calamities and never befalling her."

Among these voices, whether it was Qi or the Three Pure Ones, the gods were not immune.

The merits fell into the vines, and the vines also turned into a long whip. The high grade was the acquired merit treasure, and its name was: the whip for beating people.

All human beings who were whipped by this whip would be in great pain, and they could not defend themselves or avoid it. All attacks could not hurt them.

When all living beings were excited, Hongjun came and Nuwa bowed slightly and said:

"Nuwa pays homage to the teacher."

Hongjun nodded and said with a smile:

"Good. Follow me into the chaos."

Nuwa did not refute. Since she ascended to the position of saint, she had expected something in her heart. Under the way of heaven, nothing can escape her eyes.

The purple air in the sky turned into a chariot, and Nuwa flew into the chaos. Wherever she passed, the purple air filled the sky and the earth, which was indescribably precious.

Qi looked at Fuxi on the side and said with a smile:

"Congratulations, as the elder brother of the saint, there will be no more obstacles in the future."

Fuxi also smiled and said:

"Congratulations, congratulations, you and I have known each other for so long, and today I finally feel that there are no obstacles in the prehistoric land."

Di Jun Taiyi was speechless on the side, and then the four of them laughed together.

The luck of the heavenly court also began to boil and expand as Nuwa became a saint. In the prehistoric world, the luck of all living beings was like a torrent, constantly pouring into it.

Taiyi felt the throbbing of the Donghuang Bell and smiled:

"Today, the saint in the prehistoric world has returned to his position. This is the joy of the prehistoric world and the joy of the heavenly court. We should congratulate him."

After that, Taiyi threw the Donghuang Bell in his hand, and a divine power struck down. The buzzing sound of the bell immediately surrounded the prehistoric land.

All the ghosts and monsters, the ghost realm's schemes, all dissipated in the wind with the sound of the bell. Those who heard it were all shocked, as if they understood that the prehistoric world had changed.

Until a Yuanhui, Nuwa returned to the heavenly court and returned to the Wahuang Palace. As soon as she returned, she sent a message to Qi Tong, Di Jun, Taiyi, Fuxi and others.

Qi, Dijun, Fuxi and Taiyi smiled at each other, looked at Nuwa who was on the high seat, and said together:

"We pay our respects to the Saint Nuwa!"

Nuwa was stunned when she heard this, and after a moment of distraction, she smiled and said:

"Why don't you bow to the Saint?"

Qi and others were immediately surprised, and looked at Nuwa with disbelief in their eyes, only to see Nuwa's eyes full of smiles and said:

"Why? The Saint is the most respected person in the world, so you can't pay your respects?"

Qi and others looked at each other, bowed helplessly and said:

"We pay our respects to the Saint."

Nuwa then waved her hand to lift everyone up, and suddenly said seriously:

"Between you and me, don't do these empty formalities. The friendship of countless Yuanhui will not change because of status in a moment. . "

"Let's get back to the point. I came back to the prehistoric world for this matter."

Qi and the others stopped playing around and took their seats. Qi asked:

"Now that you have achieved the status of a saint, there should be no more difficult things in the prehistoric world and the heaven. As a saint, how can you still worry about something?"

Nuwa's face was calm, but there was a hint of helplessness in her tone. She said:

"According to Hongjun Daozu, saints cannot interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world. At least in this catastrophe, saints cannot interfere."

"It means that the prehistoric world is not stable now, and it has not yet reached the power to carry the Hunyuan Dao fruit. Although it is in harmony with the way of heaven, it is not easy to interfere in it. "

"I will return to the chaos soon after I come back and open up the Wahuang Heaven. At that time, all the creatures in the prehistoric world will come to see the Tao."

"In the future, I will live in Wahuang Heaven for a long time. I can easily enter the prehistoric world without any reason."

"Otherwise, every time I enter the prehistoric world, it will bring great pressure to the prehistoric world, which is not good for the prehistoric world."

Qi's face suddenly became heavy. The power of the saints cannot last long in the prehistoric world. This is undoubtedly disadvantageous to the heaven.

If Nuwa and Kunpeng are missing in the future catastrophe, it will undoubtedly reduce the two top combat forces of the heaven.

Facing the witch clan with great war potential, this is not good news for the heaven.

Fuxi even asked:

"If so, when the great catastrophe comes in the future, can the saints not take action? Or can the power of the Hunyuan realm not appear?"

Nuwa shook her head and explained:

"Saints should not take action, at least the teacher told me so. As for the power of the Hunyuan realm, I don't know."

"The great catastrophe will gradually expand in scale due to the different powers contained in the prehistoric world. For example, during the great catastrophe of the fierce beasts, there were only a few people in the Hunyuan Dao."

"When the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn had a great catastrophe, it coincided with the battle between immortals and demons. Although the number of Hunyuan Dao was still small, its intensity was infinitely close to that of saints."

"The times are constantly progressing, and the power contained in the prehistoric world has been expanding like a blowout during this period of time."

"In the heavenly court alone, the sum of the quasi-saints and Hunyuan Dao is , there will be no less than thirty people. If the scope is expanded to the entire prehistoric world, there will be more than a hundred people. "

"Once the catastrophe breaks out, the impact and strength it brings will be unprecedentedly tragic. At least in my opinion, the power comparable to that of a saint will inevitably appear. "

"Otherwise, with the prehistoric world at this time, even if all the continents are collapsed and all the veins are cut off, the catastrophe will not end. "

"There must be a higher level of power to quickly clear the cause and effect of the prehistoric world at this time and end the catastrophe. "

"In the case that the saint cannot take action, I think the future of the Heavenly Court should be in the starry sky. As for the other protagonist, I can't guess. "

Qi and others nodded. The formation in the starry sky must be in the pocket of the Heavenly Court, and only the Heavenly Court has the ability to control it.

But where does the power of the Wu clan against the Heavenly Court come from? Qi can't think of it, but everyone guesses that it must come from the great god Pangu, but they don't know how the other party will steal this power.

After all, based on the gods' understanding of the Wu clan, their upper limit must have been fixed long ago, and they may be infinitely close to the Hunyuan Wuji Luo Tianzun God, but they cannot obtain the Tao.

Seeking power from the bloodline and pursuing the law, then their upper limit must not be able to surpass the source of the bloodline and cross the boundary of the law.

The master of the Tao is Hunyuan, and the Wu clan drives the power of the law, but it is not contained in the law. How can they obtain the Tao?

As for borrowing the power of Pangu, Qi and others have to be on guard. Witchcraft is different from Taoism and magic, and there is little in common between the two. Qi and others are really hard to guess.

Taiyi thought for a moment, then said:

"Maybe it's not necessarily in the starry sky, on that illusory formation. At least as far as I'm concerned, although the threat you bring to me, Nuwa, is great, I don't feel that you are invincible."

"I don't know how powerful you are now, but I feel that you can't kill me, or you can't kill me in the short term."

Nuwa's eyes flashed with shock, and Qi and Dijun Fuxi also looked at him sideways. Qi looked at Taiyi in disbelief and asked.