Honghuang: This Hongjun can deal with it, if he has the blame, he will really bear it

Silly.

The Terrans are all stupid.

From all over the prehistoric world, the line of thought power that converged to the chaotic green lotus in Zixiao Palace has obviously begun to fade!
Because all the human race stopped concentrating their thoughts because the news just now was too shocking! !

What they did before was simply killing their father! !

That's right!

If you talk about the mother of Nuwa Human Race!
Now it seems that Hongjun is the father of the human race! !

It's not that the human race was born together by Nuwa and Hongjun.

Just one for the body and one for the soul.

Even Hongjun, the father of the human race who gave the human soul, is even more important! ! !
Among the lotus seeds.

Hongjun, who had been hiding inside and writing silently, showed a smug smile.

"I made the right move!"

Of course, he can also clearly notice that the power of thoughts flocking to his side is decreasing sharply.

This means that the time for him to be successfully refined will be greatly extended.

This also means that the time for him to die will also be greatly extended! !
Let alone seven more days! ! !
Wanting to refine him with the help of Chaos Qinglian does not rely on the powerful magic power of a saint.

It is the belief of the entire prehistoric sentient beings.

This is the greatest strength of the human race.

Beliefs are strongly influenced by mood.

Now the entire human race is clearly beginning to waver, so he will feel much better.

However, apart from feeling that the power of refining oneself is decreasing.

Hongjun always felt that there were some blurred pictures in his memory.

That doesn't seem to belong to Hongjun's memory.

It seemed to belong to Hong Jun's memory.

But in the past, I never had relevant memories.

He has a wonderful feeling.

He felt that his connection with Hongjun seemed to be getting closer.

It seems that the gap between the two different memories between him and Hongjun was connected by something.

Ever since he traveled across the world to write the story of the prehistoric world, he has never felt this way.

At first, he just regarded himself as an outsider, tampering with what happened to Hongjun in order to save himself.

But he gradually began to feel that all of these seemed to be inseparable from the original Hongjun.

"Is it because the memories have finally merged after traveling for a long time?"

Hongjun shook his head vigorously, relief was just around the corner.

He didn't want to be distracted by other things.

At this moment, that annoying voice sounded outside again.

"Compatriots of the human race!"

"Please calm down!"

"I am also a human race, and I can understand your feelings too!!"

Zhou Qing used his mana to spread his voice throughout the place where the prehistoric human race was located.

As the most outstanding representative of the human race, even though the hearts of the human race are very disturbed now, they are still willing to listen to Zhou Qing's words.

"Perhaps, the birth of the human race is really related to Hongjun!"

"But when Hongjun slaughtered the prehistoric creatures in the back, our human race was also among them!"

"What Hongjun wants to devour is the whole prehistoric world!"

"The enemy is at present, our human race can't be alone!!"

"Besides, the Creator doesn't necessarily care much about the things he created!"

"Even if you are as kind as a saint like Nuwa, don't you allow humanity to be calculated by Hongjun and Heaven during the conferment of gods, and the human king will be reduced to the emperor, and humanity will be suppressed by Heaven!?"

After Zhou Qing finished speaking, the human race hadn't recovered yet.

The corners of Nuwa's mouth began to twitch, her face extremely ugly.

This is one of her Nuwa's biggest black spots.

As the Holy Mother of the human race, she ruined her entire human nature just because of the indecent behavior of a calculated King Zhou when she was conferred on the gods.

As a result, for a long time, the human race's belief and respect for Nuwa disappeared.

The promoted monks in the human race seldom pay homage to Nuwa.

"It's true which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!" Nu Wa gave Zhou Qing a hard look, and cursed in her heart.

Zhou Qing was also very embarrassed.

There was nothing he could do.

Faced with the wavering of the faith of the human race, he had no choice but to use the example of Nuwa.

The human race can hate Nuwa, the mother of the human race.

Then you can still hate Hongjun, the father of the human race!

Sure enough, after Zhou Qing said those words, Lianhua Hongjun's mind power recovered by more than half.

"Damn!"

This provoked Hongjun in Lianzili to curse.

"I'll let you know later, but you're not even alone!!!"

Hongjun continued writing.

In the picture, at the moment when Hongjun assisted Nuwa in creating a human being, the entire prehistoric world changed drastically! !
The entire prehistoric sky was filled with billions of purple qi.

Blossoming golden flowers of merit kept blooming and falling slowly.

On the ground, another golden lotus bloomed continuously.

The power of immeasurable merit began to surge towards Nuwa's body.

This scene attracted all the great powers to reveal their consciousness one after another.

"what's going on!?"

"Is this merit!?"

"When did so many merits appear in the prehistoric world!!"

"It's Nuwa!"

Even Hongjun in Zixiao Palace couldn't help but see a flash of joy in his eyes after seeing this scene.

Merit, but a good thing.

Merit can counteract karma.

The way of heaven leads to the killing of living beings, absorbing their origin to seek the Dao, and also absorbing the evil spirit and karma of these living beings.

Therefore, merit can help Heaven to offset the corresponding karma and achieve a balance.

"Even I didn't expect that the human race could produce so much merit!?"

"Perhaps, the human race is really a race suitable for the prehistoric!"

But suddenly, Hongjun's expression changed, and he noticed something was wrong.

"wrong!"

At the same time, Tiandao's voice came from the side.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Hongjun's eyes were like lightning, and he quickly understood something.

In the process of devouring the calamity and the source of the prehistoric times, Tiandao has already controlled a considerable part of the prehistoric power.

This merit is not only the merit of the prehistoric world, but also the merit of the heaven itself.

"Heavenly Dao!"

"You've already woken up!!"

Hongjun said sharply.

"That's right!!" Tiandao didn't deny it, and his voice sounded like he was in a good mood.

"Then guess what I'm going to do!?"

How could Hongjun not guess it.

"You want to sanctify Nuwa's merits, entrust Nuwa's primordial spirit to you, and hold Nuwa hostage!!!"

Hongjun's voice was like rushing thunder, telling the truth, and his nervousness could not be concealed in his tone.

"Hahaha!"

"That's right, this is the chance you gave me!!"

Hongjun, who has always been quiet in Gujing, became nervous:
"Heavenly, we agreed to only be the chess players, and not to interfere in the prehistoric affairs!"

However, Tiandao seems to have been prepared for a long time:

"This time, it's you who made the first move!"

"Without you, I would not have seized this opportunity!!!"

Hongjun was suddenly choked.

Indeed, this time helping Nu Wa create the human race, it is indeed he who personally contributed his soul.

Without him assisting Nuwa in creating human beings, the current Heavenly Dao would not have the chance to bring down merits!
It's just how he would have thought that Tiandao has become insidious!

Woke up a long time ago but never showed up!

He was backstabbed by Tiandao!
Now that the matter has come to this point, Hongjun can only pin his hopes on Nuwa herself.

"Nuwa, remember what I told you when I preached the sermon before, keep your heart, and don't become holy through merit!"