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"Brother, I'm at the sixth level of the holy..."

"The quasi-holy seventh level..."

"Quasi-holy Yae..."

Nuwa's astonishing improvement made Fuxi give up his perception of the pseudo-Hongmeng Ziqi and switch to Lin Fan's sect.

However, Fuxi got started late, and Lin Fan didn't have the habit of repeating the knowledge he had taught. Fuxi only learned the second half of the knowledge taught by Lin Fan.

"Brother, I'm quasi-sacred ninefold!" Nuwa's cheerful voice rang in Fuxi's ear.

Fuxi almost vomited blood in depression. Only then did he realize what he missed when he didn't hear Lin Fan's sermon.

At this point, there are still 500 years before the third sermon.

......

On this day, Nuwa finished her training and took a walk in Buzhou Mountain as before.

Scattered and scattered, Nuwa remembered again that Lin Fan was alone in the prehistoric world, Lin Fan was the only one in the human race, and immediately thought of creating a human being.

She wanted to create a human because Lin Fan was the only one in the human race. She didn't want to see Lin Fan alone. It would be too lonely.

Nuwa frowned, and countless runes flashed by her side as she walked, but she was calculating the possibility of creation.

Pushing and pushing, Nu Wa created the art of good fortune, seized the magic of good fortune, and created life out of thin air.

The more calculations, the easier it is for Nuwa to create a human being.

She measured and designed people according to Lin Fan's standards, and found that creating a human race seemed very simple, easier than creating any prehistoric race, because the human race was too weak.

"There must be a miscalculation somewhere. It is impossible for Senior Lin Fan's race to be so weak? I must have miscalculated."

Nu Wa continued to calculate.

During the calculation, she did not realize that her opportunity had arrived.

She was busy with calculations, so she didn't have time to notice the coming opportunities.

She calculated time and time again, and came to the conclusion that creating the human race was a simple matter.

According to her calculations, the human race is not born with enough talent, and they can't even beat the weakest tigers and lions in the prehistoric era. Without training, they may not even be able to beat a goose.

The human race is a race that claims to have only [-] goose in combat power.

"It is impossible for the race created based on Senior Lin Fan to be so weak. There must be a miscalculation somewhere. Senior Lin Fan is so powerful, the race created based on him must be very strong."

Nü Wa made the 360th and eighth calculation, and the conclusion she reached was still the same as before.

"How is it possible?!" Nuwa still didn't want to believe it.

For a moment, Nu Wa was caught in a tangle, frowning tightly.

Fuxi soon noticed Nuwa's tangled brows were frowning, and immediately stepped forward to ask Nuwa what happened.

Hearing Nuwa's answer, Fuxi had the urge to strangle Lin Fan to death.

"Brother, don't make trouble, go away. I was thinking about how to create a human with Senior Lin Fan!"

Nuwa continued to think, without even looking at her brother's face that changed from handsome to terrified and surprised.

When Fuxi heard Nuwa's answer, he didn't say anything.

He returned to his residence, silently picked up Fuxiqin, Hetu, and Luoshu, walked to Lin Fan who was drinking tea on the mountain, and directly sacrificed all the quasi-saint soldiers, looking at Lin Fan with a murderous look.

"Senior Lin Fan, as a teacher, you actually did something that violated the teacher's morality, don't you have anything to say?"

Lin Fan looked at the three revived quasi-saints, then at Fuxi, and directly slapped Fuxi down to suppress him.

The quasi-sage eightfold Fuxi couldn't stand Lin Fan's palm.

"What happened again?" Lin Fan asked as he stomped Fuxi under his feet.

It's normal, every year Fuxi always misses a few days.

"I and Nuwa created humans?"

Lin Fan's forehead was full of black lines after hearing Fuxi's words.

"Nuwa means to create a new race, where did you think?"

"Did I miss it?"

"of course."

"Then senior Lin Fan, can you release me?"

"Yes." Lin Fan said readily.

"Can you take away the Hetu, Luoshu, and Fuxiqin who suppressed me? Walking against them, it's very heavy."

Fuxi looked at the quasi-saint soldier hovering above his head and suppressed him.

Fuxi was not the first to be suppressed by his quasi-saint soldiers, nor would he be the last.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fuxi realized that there was no one in front of him.

"Senior, what about people?"

On the other side of the mountain, Nu Wa is still struggling, but the power of good fortune has begun to operate, forming the original human race.

"Senior Lin Fan's race can't be that good. He lacks training, and his fighting power is not as high as a goose. It's definitely a fake!"

Nu Wa decided to create a human race according to the ideal Lin Fan.

Thinking about it, Xianyuan gushed out.

The art of good fortune surpasses the heaven and the earth, the creatures in the void, and the human form first take shape.

"It's too weak... If my fortune-telling technique is correct, then the human race from senior Lin Fan's background should not be strong, and many of them have only [-] goose in combat power. However, the human race from senior Lin Fan can't be so weak .I am the creator, how can I make them stronger?"

Nu Wa began to experiment.

Added a bunch of messy genius loot to the original Terran model.

Those who were dissatisfied were destroyed by her one by one, and in the end, only a pair of experimental groups were left who joined Xi Rang and Shen Shui.

"I always feel that something is still missing? Yin and Yang are in motion between heaven and earth, how can there be no fire without water."