The sanctification of the Houtu caused the Great Desolate Continent to shake. Obviously, this situation was beyond everyone's expectations. Of course, for the Wu Clan, it was more of a surprise.
If the Wu clan has a saint sitting in town, the meaning is completely different.
Aside from the shock, of course more people are curious, how did Houtu become holy
It's true that she turned into reincarnation, but shouldn't she be sacrificed after she turned into reincarnation? Why can he still survive and obtain such great merits, and even become holy with the help of those merits
There are too many things to be concerned about.
No matter what, after Houtu became holy, fellow disciples of Hongjun, Sanqing, Zhunti, Jieyin and Nuwa, all descended into the Netherworld one after another to congratulate Houtu face to face.
Of course, taking this opportunity, these people also made insinuations about the reason for Houtu's sanctification. After all, she was the first to be sanctified, and there are many places worth learning from.
Regarding the inquiries of these seniors, Houtu did not hide them, after all, we will all be saints in the future.
The last ray of majestic purple energy was finally captured by Dongfang Yu, and then Dongfang Yu took out a ray of Pangu True Spirit to teach himself, allowing him to condense the primordial spirit, and then he transformed into reincarnation and made up for the sky Dao, the monstrous merit descended, with the help of the power of merit and the primordial purple energy in hand, Houtu instantly reached the realm of a saint.
"It turns out that Mr. Dongfang helped all of this," I said with emotion in a low voice after hearing Houtu's words.
Dongfang Jade is really good to Houtu. Back then, he gave up the futon to Houtu, and now he even took out the Primordial Purple Qi and Pangu True Spirit to help Houtu become holy. This is really from the beginning to the end. Everyone is helping her.
"It's a pity that Mr. Dongfang doesn't have the primordial purple energy himself. It's impossible for him to become a saint." Yuan Tianzun next to him also shook his head when he heard the words, and said in a low voice with emotion.
"I think that since Mr. Dongfang did this, there must be a reason for him to do so. He can help Houtu become a saint. Maybe he can do it himself?" However, Master Tongtian seems to have great confidence in Dongfang Yu.
"The teacher said that the primordial purple qi is the foundation of the Dao. Now that the seven primordial purple qi are divided equally by us, how can Mr. Dongfang become a saint without the primordial purple qi?" The original Tianzun couldn't help but refute.
"This..." To Yuan Tianzun's words, Master Tongtian was speechless.
Indeed, although I have great confidence in Dongfang Yu, after all, what the second brother said is also reasonable. Without the Primordial Purple Qi in his hand, Mr. Dongfang seems to have really lost the qualification to become a saint.
"Grit? It's a pity that the teacher said that only junior sisters are destined to be able to prove the Tao with merit, and the method of Houtu Senior Sister will not help us at all." At this time, the Zhunti Taoist next to him shook his head, somewhat Said helplessly.
"Would the merit prove the Tao? Where is the opportunity for me to obtain the merit?" Nuwa bowed her head and said nothing.
Now that the Dao of Heaven has been completed, what should I do to prove the Dao with Holder's monstrous merit
Because of Dongfang Yu, although the relationship between Nuwa and Houtu wasn't that bad, it wasn't that harmonious either, and they didn't say much during the whole process.
After everyone finished talking, Sanqing and the others naturally said goodbye to Houtu one after another.
"Junior Sister Nuwa...", but after Sanqing and the others said goodbye one after another and left, suddenly, Nuwa heard Houtu's words to her.
"For the chance of your sanctification, why don't you also go to Brother Dongfangyu, he should be able to give you some advice," Houtu said in a low voice as Nuwa turned around.
Obviously, only Nuwa could hear this sentence, and Sanqing and the others next to her didn't seem to hear it at all.
"Thank you, Empress Houtu, for your guidance..." Nuwa nodded seriously at Houtu, and then backed out.
Although everyone is a teacher and sister, Houtu has already been sanctified at this time, and his status is much higher than everyone else. Naturally, whether it is Nuwa or Sanqing, they all respect Houtu .
After leaving the Underworld, Nu Wa pondered for a moment, then moved and flew towards the Pangu Palace.
Now that Empress Empress Dowager Tu pointed her out, Nu Wa was naturally willing to come to Dongfang Yu for the opportunity of her own sanctification.
What's more, Nuwa also knows that Dongfang Yu has always taken good care of her. If he really knew the opportunity for her to become a saint, she would definitely tell her.
On this day, Dongfang Yu finished her practice in the Boulma, and after washing in the bathroom, she sat on the sofa, holding a piece of colorful soil in her hand, feeling a little strange in her heart.
After he helped Houtu become a saint, at the time of parting, Houtu used his innate supernatural powers to condense a piece of seven-colored soil for himself.
For some unknown reason, she only said that she would give it to herself, and she would definitely use it when she had time.
After carefully looking at it for a while, Dongfang Yu couldn't find anything unusual about this piece of colorful soil, so she shook her head secretly and put it away.
However, just at this moment, Dongfang Yu could sense the appearance of a powerful aura, approaching here.
Dongfang Yu got up and opened the door, just in time to see Nuwa landed at the door of the Buma, Dongfang Yu welcomed her into the Buma, made her a cup of tea, and then looked at it with searching eyes. To Nuwa.
Suddenly Nuwa appeared by his side, why
After taking the tea that Dongfang Yu made for herself, Nuwa took a sip gently, her beautiful eyes also fell on Dongfang Yu, and said: "I just came from Empress Houtu, congratulations on her successful certification. Once you get the holy position, you will never suffer from it.”
"En", hearing this, Dongfang Yu nodded slightly, but did not speak.
Houtu became holy, and Nuwa, as a fellow apprentice, went to congratulate her as a matter of course.
"Hou Tu Niang Niang said that the reason why she was able to become a saint is because of your help." Immediately, Nu Wa continued.
"No such thing", but Dongfang Yu shook her head for this sentence.
"Hongmeng Ziqi and Pangu Zhenyuan are just the help of foreign objects. In fact, the most important thing is Houtu herself. If she hadn't had such a compassionate heart, she would rather incarnate in reincarnation to complete the way of heaven, and she would not be able to obtain endless merit. , naturally, there is no hope of sanctification."
"Well, Empress Houtu's compassion is indeed admired by everyone." Nuwa nodded in agreement with Dongfang Yu's words.
However, after mentioning this, Nuwa paused slightly, and then said: "Since Mr. Dongfang, you can help Empress Houtu become a saint, I wonder if you know where my opportunity is? I just came out of the underworld, and Empress Houtu pointed out I came to find you and said that you could help me."
"Houtu asked you to come here." Hearing Nuwa's words, Dongfang Yu fell silent.
What is the opportunity for Nuwa to become a saint, Dongfang Yu naturally knows, but now that even Houtu has been sanctified, it can be regarded as the prelude to the emergence of saints, so it seems that it is time to tell Nuwa the opportunity for sanctification .
After making a decision in her heart, Dongfang Yu nodded and said, "Do you think there is something missing in this prehistoric world? For example, a brand new race?".
"A brand new race? You mean, let me create a new race?".
Dongfang Yu's words can almost be regarded as telling Nuwa the answer in a dignified manner. As her words fell, there was a sense in the dark, and Nuwa was sure that she had come. This is indeed the opportunity for her own sanctification. race.
Feeling something in his heart, Houtu didn't even finish his cup of tea, and walked out of the Boulma, lowering his head and meditating on the issue of creating a new race.
Seeing the dirt not far away, suddenly my heart moved, I stretched out my hand to grab it, a handful of dirt fell into Nuwa's hands, and squeezed out a person according to her own appearance.
With a flash of light, the person made of clay, although turned into a body of flesh and blood, has dull eyes, obviously not a real life. After several attempts, Nu Wa failed, which made her distressed.
Dongfang Yu, who was next to her, just watched Nuwa's movements quietly, and didn't open her mouth to disturb her.
Being able to watch the creation of the human race from scratch, Dongfang Yu also felt moved.
"This soil is not good, I need some better soil, but where can I find the soil that can be used?" Nuwa's face was a little eager and helpless, and she whispered in her mouth, making continuous People failed several times, which made Nuwa understand that it was the soil.
"Huh? Good soil is hard to find? Could it be...".
Listening to the words in Nuwa's mouth, Dongfang Yu's heart moved, and she gently wiped the ring with her hand. Immediately, Dongfang Yu took out a piece of seven-colored soil and sent it to Nuwa, saying: "You try Can you try this soil?"
"What a strong breath of life!" Looking at the colorful soil in Dongfang Yu's hands, Nuwa's eyes brightened.
After taking it, she broke off a small piece and carefully pinched a woman out according to her own appearance.
After blowing a breath, the little clay figurine instantly transformed into a woman in the dense light, and she knelt gracefully in front of Nuwa: "I have seen Nuwa Empress".
After the words fell, the woman saluted Dongfang Yu again, and then said: "There is also Mr. Dongfang Yu."
"Hahaha, that's right, that's how it should be, that's how it is." Seeing that the created woman was full of aura, Nu Wa knew that she had found a way.
Then continue to work, a piece of seven-colored soil, in her hands, is constantly being squeezed. It took seven to forty-nine days to make thousands of human beings, and the soil in her hands was exhausted.