In the Wa Palace in Heaven, Qingyun appears above Nuwa's head, and three flowers gather at the top. It is obviously the moment of enlightenment. Ever since she got the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Nuwa has never stopped meditating on it. Although she has improved her cultivation, she has no idea about becoming a saint. Chance but no clue.
Not only that, after so many years of seclusion, Nuwa's cultivation has reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint Stage, and even the good corpse has entered the Quasi-Saint Stage, but she has been unable to kill the evil corpse, and her cultivation has reached the point where she is trapped in the Quasi-Saint Stage. In the holy period, no progress can be made.
But it's not without good news. Although she failed to kill the evil corpse, Nuwa gained a new understanding of the laws of creation that she had understood, and she was out of control. In just a few thousand years, she had completely transformed the laws of creation. Kankan realized that she had reached the 40% realm, and even if she didn't have a good corpse, she was still in the middle stage of quasi-sage.
Nuwa was also confused about the improvement of the Law of Creation. After she first understood the Law of Creation, she worked hard to understand it, but her progress was always slow. However, she did not expect that after receiving the Hongmeng Purple Qi, she would be able to understand the Law of Creation. It's incredible that Enlightenment has improved by leaps and bounds.
Creation, creation... Nuwa kept chanting these two words. She felt that her chance of becoming a saint was probably based on this law of creation. Otherwise, she would not have understood the law of creation since she got the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Enlightenment became so smooth.
At this time, Fuxi walked in from outside the palace. Looking at Nuwa who was looking a bit sad, Fuxi asked: "Sister, what's wrong? You still haven't penetrated the Hongmeng Purple Qi? Don't be impatient, since Taoist Patriarch has said that you can become a saint. , then there’s nothing wrong with it.”
Nuwa frowned and said: "Brother, I also know, but I have had this Hongmeng Purple Qi for thousands of years, and I have never been able to get a glimpse of the method of becoming a saint. How can I not be anxious, and for thousands of years, my evil corpse has never been able to Cut it out, if I hadn't understood the laws of creation relatively smoothly, my thousands of years would have been wasted."
Fuxi sighed. He couldn't help at all with the matter of understanding the Hongmeng Purple Qi. However, Fuxi had a relatively good understanding of the Three Corpses. It was like him. He had already felt it during this battle with the Wu Clan. His evil corpse is about to be chopped out, but things will be different for his sister Nuwa.
Nuwa is relatively gentle by nature and does not like fighting. This is a bit similar to the Houtu of the Witch Clan. Among the three corpses, the good and evil corpses are best killed. Nuwa is kind-hearted, so it is not difficult to kill the good corpses, but the evil corpses are. It's different. You have to clearly understand your own evil thoughts or kill them out by killing. It's impossible to get rid of them by simply retreating into seclusion.
Fuxi consoled him: "Sister, don't be too upset. The way to kill a corpse also depends on chance. But since you have understood the laws of creation so smoothly, maybe your chance of becoming a saint should be based on this law of creation." , you still need to learn more about the laws of creation."
After hearing Fuxi's words, Nuwa's heart lit up and she said: "I think so too, but I always feel that I have been staying in heaven and can't find any opportunities at all. I want to travel around the ancient land to find sainthood. Where opportunity lies.”
When Fuxi heard this, he also frowned. The ancient land was the territory of the Witch Clan. If Nuwa went alone, he would really feel uneasy. "In that case, I will go with my sister so that I can take care of her. After all, The ancient land is the territory of the Witch Clan."
Nuwa shook her head and rejected Fuxi's kindness: "No need, my brother is injured, and his body should be killed soon, so it's better to stay in seclusion with peace of mind. This time I went to the ancient land just to choose the opportunity, and I won't provoke the witches." Clan, I will also be more careful. If I encounter any danger, I will return to heaven, and my brother can rest in peace."
Hearing what Nuwa said, Fuxi didn't say anything else. Although the prehistoric land was the territory of the Witch Clan, among the Witch Clan, only the Twelve Ancestral Witches had the strength to keep his sister Nuwa. However, in the last battle, the Twelve Ancestral Witches The witch was also suffering from the backlash of the formation, and he must be still in seclusion to recuperate. The great witch among the witch clan was no match for Nuwa, so Fuxi also agreed with Nuwa's idea.
After saying goodbye to Fuxi, Nuwa came to the ancient land alone. In order not to arouse the thoughts of the Witch Clan, she even hid her whereabouts. This trip was to find her own opportunities and did not want to cause any complications. If she was discovered by the Witch Clan, she might be in trouble. He can only return to heaven.
Walking in the wilderness, all Nuwa saw was killing. Although there were hundreds of billions of demon clans gathered in the heaven, there were still many demon clans living in the wilderness. They were all the demon clans that Emperor Jun migrated to. What was left in the primitive world during the time of heaven can also be said to have been abandoned by Emperor Jun and had to live in the primitive world.
The Wu Clan did not exterminate these demon clans, but allowed them to develop. Of course, they did not live in peace with each other. The Wu Clan regarded these demon clans as whetstones for training the sons of the Wu clan, and of course they also regarded them as a source of food. the meaning of.
Although the cultivators have gone beyond the grain, the Witch Clan is a body-refining race. By devouring the flesh and blood of the Monster Clan and absorbing its essence, they can strengthen their bodies faster. In order to survive, the Monster Clan on the prehistoric land can only fight with the Witch Clan. The clan fights to the death.
The battles and killings made Nuwa frown. Although she was already a quasi-sage, she had not experienced many battles. Moreover, she didn't like fighting by nature, so she had been concentrating on practicing, and she also Did not participate in the battle between lichs.
But what she saw along the way deeply touched Nuwa's mind. The situation between the lich and the witches was completely unrelenting. The killing between the two clans would never stop unless one of them was completely destroyed. The situation will never change.
Looking at the killings that happened all the time in the ancient wilderness, Nuwa couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The ancient wilderness was so big, couldn't we live in peace? This is true for hundreds of tribes, the same is true for the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, and the same is true for the two tribes of lich. Is there really no race that can live together peacefully
Race? Nuwa suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the purple energy in her soul began to tremble. She understood that this was a sign that she was about to realize the opportunity to become a saint. Nuwa immediately calmed down and began to carefully comprehend what she had just thought.
Race? There are many races in the ancient world, but none of them can truly live in peace. Even within the races, there are constant fights. Even the Witch Clan is like this. Facing the Monster Clan, the Witch Clan is unanimous in dealing with the outside world, but there are also struggles within it. Especially the two major tribes headed by Zhu Rong and Gonggong, although they are far apart, they will always fight whenever they meet.
What if I create a race that loves peace? As long as Nuwa had this thought, the Hongmeng Purple Qi became extremely active, and there were signs of gradually integrating into her soul. Nuwa understood that her opportunity had arrived, and creating a new race was her opportunity to become a saint.
With a thought in her mind, Nuwa raised her hand and pointed at a thousand-year-old sycamore tree on the side of the road. In an instant, the thousand-year-old sycamore tree turned into a woman in blue, bowed to the ground and said: "Greetings to the empress."
Nuwa stared at the Wutong woman closely, looking left and right, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing, which made the woman nervous.
"Mother, what's wrong with me?" the woman asked in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter, go." Nuwa waved the woman away and sighed slightly. It seems that becoming a saint is not easy. Although she enlightened the spirit of a tree, she was still a monster. She could not create a new one. Race.
Nuwa walked to the lake and sat down. Looking at her Taoist friends in the water, she suddenly had an idea. What if she created a race in her own image? In the ancient world, there were many races, but after practicing cultivation, they would all transform into different forms. Although their appearances were different, they were all in the form of the innate Tao body.
Thinking of this, Nuwa picked up a ball of mud and poured some lake water. After the mud softened, Nuwa began to shape the clay figure according to her own appearance. After a while, the clay figure took shape. The clay figure moved a few times. Suddenly they dispersed.
Nuwa frowned. It seemed that the soil was not good, so what should I use? Suddenly remembering that she got two things in Fenbao Rock, Nuwa quickly took them out. If Styx was here, he would definitely recognize them as the Innate Breathing Earth and the Three Light Divine Water.
Nuwa mixed the innate breath soil and the three-light divine water together, and while holding the clay figurine, she unconsciously used the laws of creation. At this time, the Hongmeng purple energy in the soul finally began to merge with Nuwa's soul. Nuwa's realm began to improve, and the laws of creation became stronger and stronger.
Don't ask why Nuwa didn't use her blood to create humans. I just want to say, if there was Nuwa's blood, would it still be a human race
(End of chapter)