Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

Houtu Xiaojiabiyu moves slowly.

What makes Chen Xuan a little strange is, why does this little local girl always look at what she is doing?

Could it be that she holds a grudge because she pissed off this girl last time?

In this case, the mind is too small!

"That little local girl, what's the matter with you?" Chen Xuan couldn't help asking.

Houtu put down his wine glass, sighed, and said, "Fellow Daoist Bailong, the Daoist ancestor once said that saints are all ants. Can my witch clan produce a saint?"

After learning from Chen Xuan that the fate of the Wu Clan was not going to go well, Houtu kept trying to find a way.

Relying on this mysterious Bailong Taoist is one of them, but the Wu people have to save themselves.

Di Jiang put down the wine jar in his hand, and said loudly: "The Taoist ancestor also said that people with the primordial purple energy can become saints, but he didn't give a wisp of it to us Wu Clan. It's obviously partial. I don't believe that the primordial purple energy is gone. Ziqi, my witch clan cannot prove the way with strength!"

Chen Xuan shook his head, chuckled twice: "Speaking of which, there is indeed one person in the Wu clan who can become a saint."

"Who?" Dijiang and Houtu asked in unison.

"Ancestral Witch Empress Earth!"

When the words Chen Xuan fell, Hou Tu and Di Jiang trembled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Bailong, among the witch clan, the ancestor Wu Dijiang is obviously the strongest, why is it that only Houtu has the chance to become a saint?" Houtu asked doubtfully.

Although the ranking of the Twelve Ancestral Witches does not represent strength, Di Jiang, as the eldest brother, is definitely recognized as the strongest Ancestral Witch.

"The Twelve Patriarchal Witches were transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, and their roots are extraordinary. Unfortunately, they all absorbed the turbid air of the earth." Chen Xuan said.

"Brother Bailong, what's wrong with the turbid air of the earth? Isn't this a gift from the earth to the ancestral witches? As long as they stand on the ground, the ancestral witches' power will continue to flow, and their strength can be increased by three levels." Emperor Jiang asked.

"Brother Dizu, there is a saying in my hometown that good fortune comes with misfortune. How can there be such a good thing in this world that the Wu clan can take all of it?" Chen Xuan asked back.

He went on to say: "Because of the erosion of the turbid air of the earth, the witch clan is violent, without the primordial spirit, not to be favored by the world, it is difficult to become a saint!"

Di Jiang was silent for a while.

If it was someone else who said this, Di Jiang would definitely deny it, but it was Chen Xuan who said this, and he would not refute it.

"Fellow Daoist Bailong, if this is the case, why does Houtu have a chance to become a saint?" Houtu continued to ask.

"That's because Houtu is the last ancestral witch to take shape. It doesn't absorb much turbidity, which ensures the purity of the roots." Chen Xuan raised his wine glass again and said with a smile: "Come, drink!"

In fact, Hou Tu had already heard that Chen Xuan's answer was a bit perfunctory, but seeing that Chen Xuan didn't want to continue to dwell on this question, she didn't dare to continue asking.

Chapter 58

Regarding Houtu's question, Chen Xuan actually knew the answer, but he didn't want to say more.

The complete prehistoric should be that the three ways of heaven, earth and man promote each other and develop together.

Originally Hongjun ruled the sky, Houtu ruled the land, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors governed humanity.

But since the Dao of Heaven gave birth to consciousness, no matter whether it is authentic or humane, it has been suppressed by the Dao of Heaven, and only the Dao of Heaven is the only one.

Both the authentic and human ways are castrated by the way of heaven, and can only be ranked below it.

Houtu was designed by Tiandao and Hongjun. Although he has the power of a saint, he is not a saint in the true sense, and will be trapped in reincarnation forever.

This is a great loss in the wild.

Of course, this is something to be said for the time being.

At this time, Houtu also secretly noticed that the secret that Taoist Bailong had not revealed was probably the key to breaking the situation for her witch clan.

She made up her mind to get the real answer from Taoist Bailong.

In the end, Chen Xuan sent Danqiu to send Dijiang Houtu out of the dojo.

After the two ancestral witches left, Chen Xuan shook his head: "This little local girl is too thirsty for knowledge, which is not a good thing! Don't you know what it means that the more you know, the faster you die?"

But after a while, Chen Xuan always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.

In the entire prehistoric world, if you really want to talk about who knows the most, isn't it Chen Xuan?

bah bah bah!

Ominous!

"Forget it! Forget it! Nuwa is going to be sanctified, and Honghuang will only become more and more chaotic. Hey! Everyone in Honghuang wants to use the Primordial Purple Qi as their foundation, but who knows that the Primordial Purple Qi is poisonous? But this has nothing to do with me. What are you doing?"

After Dijiang and Houtu left the dojo, Houtu went directly to Pangu Hall.

At this time, the other eleven ancestral witches were not there, and Houtu knelt in front of the Pangu statue and muttered to himself: "Father God, did you protect our witch clan and guide the eldest brother to find the White Dragon Taoist? I will definitely Do your best to save my Wu Clan!"

In Wa Palace, Nu Wa is looking at the innate gourd vine and Xi soil in her hands.

The whim in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

"The opportunity to prove the Tao! Are these two things my opportunity to prove the Tao? Although I don't prove the meritorious saint, who would think that there are too many merits? And Brother Chen said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. I should I have traveled to the wilderness." Nu Wa thought for a while and then got up and left Wa Palace.

Seeing Nuwa leaving Wa Palace, Hongjun smiled with satisfaction, and then looked towards the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

snort!

Even though you bet on Nuwa and gave her a chance to become a saint, she owed you karma.

But you would never have guessed that I, Hongjun, had tampered with the Primordial Purple Qi.

As long as Nuwa is sanctified by relying on the primordial purple energy in her hand as the foundation, she will never be able to escape the way of heaven and my Hongjun's control.

When the time is right, I have the combat power of six heavenly saints, what will you use to fight me?

Thinking of this, Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, as if everything was under control.

Afterwards, he looked in the direction of the demon clan's heaven, and when Nuwa became a saint, it was time to subdue those arrogant witch clan.

Besides, on Nuwa's side, she wandered on the prehistoric land, looking for an opportunity to prove herself.

After 2 years, one day, she saw herself reflected in the lake.

With a human head and a snake body, it has a different kind of beauty and Taoism.

But the more she looked at it, the more she felt uncomfortable.

"In my opinion, Brother Chen has always shown people with his innate Dao body, so it can be seen that Brother Chen likes this kind of posture."

Thinking of this, she immediately changed into the appearance of 'Xiaowa girl'.

"It's much more pleasing to the eye this way!" Nuwa smiled.

However, at this moment, she seemed to realize something, and said to herself: "I practice the way of good fortune, so can I create another race according to the appearance of Brother Chen and me?"

Nuwa was thoughtful, her body was a little bit purple.

She took out the breath soil from Chen Xuan and the Sanguang Shenshui from Fenbaoyan, and squeezed them according to the appearance of herself and Chen Xuan.

At this moment, Nuwa's body is filled with the way of good fortune.

After a while, Nüwa squeezed out a clay figurine exactly like her.

Nu Wa casually shot out a beam of good fortune light, which submerged into the clay figurine, the mysterious light bloomed, the clay figurine swelled up, and instantly became the same size as her.

"The good fortune of creation!" Nuwa chanted softly.

As the first human race opened its eyes, there was an inexplicable dao rhyme in the world, as if celebrating the birth of another kind of creature.

Seeing this, Hongjun in Zixiao Palace nodded again.

As the mother of the human race, Nuwa is in a sense the mother of humanity.

Because of the great mission, Nuwa is more talented and more fortunate than her elder brother Fuxi.

In order to prevent Nuwa from getting out of control, Hongjun induced Nuwa to prove the Tao in advance, and didn't even give him the chance to cut off my corpse.

This makes Nuwa only a little better than the two guys in the West who can only become holy by "borrowing from the way of heaven".

Otherwise, Nu Wa's potential is far more than that.

Seeing that the person at the foot of Buzhou Mountain did not intervene, Hong Jun also breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Nuwa became a saint, he would have more initiative and be able to fight the first battle of counterattack.

Under his gaze, infinite dao rhyme circulated beside Nuwa, mysterious and unpredictable.

Nu Wa mixed the Sanguang Shenshui with the breath soil and kneaded it continuously to create one creature after another.

These new creatures seemed to know that Nu Wa had created them, and they immediately knelt down and thanked Nu Wa for giving them life.

At this moment, Nuwa is extremely holy, and the meaning of good fortune around her is more obvious and clear.

Finally, with the birth of these creatures, Nu Wa only felt a kind of deep exhaustion.

In the process of creating a human being, it is necessary to constantly stimulate the primordial spirit to comprehend the way of creation, which is naturally not so easy.

Driven by the Dao of Heaven, Nu Wa wanted to create more creatures and more life, but she was too tired, so she could only take a little rest and temporarily stopped her movements.

With a sweep of consciousness, she made a total of 290 such creatures, including males and females.

After thinking for a while, Nuwa took out the innate gourd vine she got from Chen Xuan, dipped it in a ball of breath soil, waved her arm, and with a flick, more than ten thousand creatures with innate dao bodies were born immediately.

Seeing that this method was effective, Nuwa was overjoyed and shook her arms again and again.

In the end, the number reached 12, which was the number of one Yuan Hui, and Nu Wa stopped.

"There is heaven above, and earth below. The essence and blood of the great god Pangu formed the witch clan. You were born with the shape of Pangu, so let's call them 'humans'. From then on, you are all human race!"

"people, people, people"

A group of creatures created by Nuwa shouted loudly, the voice was magnificent, like the voice of innate, it caused a sensation in the wild!

The sound was like thunder, as if the avenue appeared, and immediately set off a sensational momentum.

The sound of creation echoes between heaven and earth.

Above the nine heavens, a huge and boundless golden light of merit gathered and landed like a rumble.

Chapter 59: The No. [-] Saint in the Desolation?

The merits of creating human beings are boundless, boundless, and turbulent, causing a sensation in the world and attracting the attention of many great supernatural beings.

On the Kunlun Mountains, all the Sanqing tools stopped their movements and looked in the direction where Nuwa was.

"Brother, that movement seems to be attracted by Fellow Daoist Nvwa, it's a lot of merit." Tongtian said in shock.

"Just now I had a feeling in my heart. It seems that Fellow Daoist Nuwa created a race called 'human', so it fell into such a merit." Yuanshi did not argue with Tongtian this time.

And Lao Tzu pondered for a moment, and said: "If I'm not wrong, this merit is the opportunity for Fellow Daoist Nuwa to prove the Dao. After that, Fellow Daoist Nuwa is likely to prove the Dao and become a saint."

"What?" Yuanshi Tongtian was shocked in unison.

Although they had feelings in their hearts before, they were not sure.

The saying that all saints are ants is something that Hongjun has repeatedly emphasized.

Among the many creatures in the prehistoric world, who doesn't want to be holy?

Moreover, as Nuwa's nominal senior brother, he was still lagging behind, and Yuanshi Tongtian felt that it was a bit embarrassing.

On the contrary, Lao Tzu was thoughtful.

Master Chen said that the last thing to do is to become a sage through merit and virtue, and even to be controlled by the Dao of Heaven and not to be free.

Based on his understanding of Nuwa, this is definitely not the path Nuwa would choose.

Or is someone plotting secretly?

And the only one who can count a quasi-sage of two corpses in the prehistoric world should be the one from Zixiao Palace!

"Brother, if Fellow Daoist Nuwa is the first to testify and become holy, how should we deal with ourselves?" Yuan Shi asked.

But Lao Tzu shook his head and said: "Even if this group of merit is great enough to prove the saint, but I don't think Nu Wa junior sister will choose to become a saint at this time."

With the relationship between Nuwa and Master Chen, it is impossible for Master Chen not to hold back.

Both Yuanshi and Tongtianju were puzzled.

They ask themselves, if they had the opportunity for sanctification, they would not give it up.