A piece of colorful soil, in Nuwa's hands, has produced thousands of human beings. Although there are only a few thousand, the number of human races is not large, but it seems that there are quite a lot of people staying together. .
Seeing the living human beings, Dongfang Yu's heart was also secretly moved.
It has been more than 200,000 years since the birth of the Great Desolate Continent. As for the appearance of humans, these are also the first batch of humans on the Great Desolate Continent.
Being able to participate in the emergence of these human beings, Dongfang Yu also has a sense of honor in her heart.
"Mr. Dongfang, how do you name these brand-new races?" After creating thousands of human races, Nuwa's eyes fell on Dongfang Yu and asked.
"Human Race", Dongfang Yu answered Nuwa's question without thinking about it.
"Human race? That's okay." Although Dongfang Yu's quick response and firm attitude made Nuwa feel a little surprised, but after thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with it. Immediately, Nuwa also nodded, confirming,
"I and the human race have seen the Holy Mother, Nuwa, and the Holy King, Mr. Dongfang."
After Dongfang Yu and Nuwa decided on the name of the human race, these thousands of human races knelt down in unison and shouted.
Nuwa created humans, naturally, in the minds of these human races, Nuwa is the Holy Mother, but similarly, the emergence of human races, Dongfang Jade is also indispensable, at least the soil in his hands is the main material for creating humans.
Therefore, in the hearts of these human races, Dongfang Yu also has the title of a holy king.
"Holy Mother? Holy King?" Hearing the names of these humans calling herself and Dongfang Yu, Nu Wa didn't know that she thought of the Holy Mother, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.
This human race was indeed created by myself and Mr. Dongfang, in a sense, it can be regarded as the child of myself and Mr. Dongfang.
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With the appearance of the human race, and after the name was determined, the whole world suddenly heard waves of thunder, and at the same time, endless merits fell from the sky and fell directly on Nuwa's body.
With the emergence of these merits, the primordial purple qi in Nuwa's body reacted, instantly fused together, and the aura continued to rise.
The sky is full of flowers, the voice of the fairy is faint, and the vision of universal celebration appears again. Immediately, Nuwa's voice also resounds clearly on the entire Great Desolate Continent:
"I, Nvwa, today breathe the soil with the nine heavens, and create a race, called the human race, to tell the heavens and the earth that they will be able to achieve supreme merit and attain the holy position."
Another saint appeared, and following Nuwa's words, countless people in the Great Desolate Continent were secretly startled.
Unexpectedly, among the seven disciples under Hongjun's seat, two female disciples became saints successively.
"Congratulations to Empress Nuwa!".
However, sanctification is naturally a great joy, and almost all the creatures in the world opened their mouths and shouted loudly, congratulating Nuwa on her sanctification.
However, about 70% of the merits that fell from the void fell into Nuwa's body, helping her achieve the holy position, but the remaining 20% fell into Dongfang Yu's body.
Obviously, the emergence of this human race, Dongfang Yu also contributed a lot, so he got a part of the merit.
The last 10% was left, scattered among these human races, and luck was connected; since then, there has been an inseparable bond between the human race, Dongfang Yu and Nuwa.
Nuwa's two successes in entering the body surprised Dongfang Yu, who didn't expect to have such a harvest.
But thinking about it, it's only natural for me to contribute some of my merits and virtues, so Dongfang Yu put away these two merits with peace of mind.
After Nuwa became a saint, Dongfang Yu's gaze also fell on Nuwa's body. The energy tester flickered and jumped, and the last energy value appeared in front of Dongfang Yu. The soil is almost the same.
Obviously, both of them have proved their merits and virtues, and their strengths are almost the same.
After being sanctified, Nuwa's whole person is of course different, not just in terms of pure strength.
After feeling the transformation of her own sanctification, Nuwa's eyes also fell on Dongfang Yu. She naturally saw the two successes just now.
"Senior Sister Houtu treats you well, she really is a good plan," Nuwa said softly.
"It turns out that Houtu has already planned it?" From Nuwa's mouth, Dongfang Yu also understood.
Houtu handed over the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil to himself, and then used his own hands to help Nuwa create humans. It turned out that he was helping himself plan Nuwa's merits.
"Well, if Empress Nuwa is not happy, I would like to return these two virtues to you..." She stretched out her palm, and the golden power of merit appeared in Dongfang Yu's palm.
"No, you deserve all of this, not to mention, thank you for taking care of me along the way, I'll go, I hope you can become a saint as soon as possible."
After waving her hands, Nuwa naturally didn't mean to take back these two successes, and encouraged Dongfang Yu, Nuwa didn't stop here, and left here directly.
Nuwa became a saint, and another person became a saint, which made many people's hearts become hot.
Houtu became holy because she incarnated in reincarnation and completed the way of heaven. Her method cannot be copied, but what about Nuwa's sanctification? Her ability can be copied, right? Create a new race
Among the fiery people, Patriarch Styx felt the most urgent.
He owns the Nether Blood Sea. After thinking about it for a long time, the Patriarch Styx spent endless energy learning Nuwa's methods, and also created a race in the Nether Blood Sea. A total of more than 10,000 people created a race in the Nether Blood Sea. After coming out, Patriarch Styx also announced to the world.
"I, Styx, today use the power of the Nether Blood Sea to create my own family, named Asura, and I respectfully tell the world."
Styx's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and as his words fell, similarly, a piece of merit fell from the void, directly sinking into Styx's body.
Using merit to improve his cultivation, Styx could feel that his cultivation was getting higher and higher, and even, with the help of these merits, cut out his own good corpse. From then on, he beheaded two corpses.
However, at this time, the merits stopped, and the cultivation base naturally stopped, which made Styx stunned.
"How is it possible? The human race created by Nuwa is only a few thousand, and her merits can make her a saint, but I created the Asura tribe with more than 10,000 people, and the merits are only so little? Why is that?"
Although the merits and virtues are there, they are too far from what I imagined, which makes it difficult for the ancestor Minghe to accept. Could it be that the way of heaven is sometimes unfair
The Patriarch Styx created a new race and wanted to imitate Nuwa's methods. Many powerful people in the Great Desolate Continent naturally observed secretly, watching him expend so much energy to create the Asura Race, but the merits he gained were not enough. Many, this made countless people who wanted to imitate shake their heads secretly, suspending their thoughts of wanting to imitate.
Time, decades have passed leisurely, and Dongfang Yu has not thought of leaving the Great Desolate Continent for these decades, but is secretly observing the reproduction of the human race.
The newborn human race is extremely fragile to this prehistoric land. Not to mention natural disasters and the environment, many ferocious beasts, even monsters, are forces that the human race cannot resist.
Over the past few decades, Dongfang Yu has been secretly observing everything about the human race, and naturally sees all the hardships these human races have suffered, and is eager to help, but she also understands that these are what the human race must go through. pain.
Without these sufferings, how can the human race become the protagonist of the future world
Just like some eagles, when they grow up to a certain level, the parents will push the baby eagle off the cliff, or the baby eagle will fall to death, or, under the crisis of life and death, learn to fly.
Only the eagle that has learned to fly under these ordeals can become the overlord of the sky in the future. The current human race is like a baby eagle.
Although Dongfang Yu was eager, she didn't help.
For decades, Dongfang Yu has been observing the reproduction of the human race, watching the human race suffer time and time again, but like a grass under a big rock, it survived tenaciously, which made Dongfang Yu secretly feel I was moved and my mood became very peaceful.
About Styx created the Asura clan, but received very little merit, which attracted the attention of Lao Tzu, the head of the Sanqing.
He understood that the reason for the amount of merit should not be the reason for creating the race, but should be related to the human race itself.
Curious in his heart, Lao Tzu personally came to a gathering place of the human race, incarnated as an old man, and quietly watched the tribe of the human race.
Sure enough, the human race is very fragile, too weak compared to other races.
Let alone a scourge, just a little miasma, or a rain, may poison people and make people sick, thus taking the lives of the human race.
"What's so special about this human race?" After secretly observing the human race for several years, I still feel puzzled.
The human race is born in the form of Taoism, which is not available in other races. Presumably, the cultivation of the human race should be faster than other races.
But the strength of the human race is too weak, why can Nuwa become a saint by creating the human race
After hard thinking and meditation, finally, one day, I felt something in my heart and had an epiphany.
Although the Liches stand side by side in this world, these human races are tenacious. As time goes by, these human races may occupy a place in the prehistoric continent in the future, and even become the protagonists of the world!
"By the way, this human race is the protagonist destined by the Dao of Heaven! That's why Nuwa created humans, and the Dao of Heaven will have great merit! Only in this way can it make sense!" Thinking of this, Lao Tzu felt a kind of cloud in his heart a feeling of.
Now that I know that the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, I of course also understand the opportunity for my sanctification.
Taking a deep breath, Lao Tzu spoke, and let out the sound of the avenue, which resounded throughout the entire prehistoric land:
"I, Lao Tzu, one of the Three Qings, now create a religion called Renjiao. I am determined to educate the human race. I respectfully tell the world!".