Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 48 The Birth of the Human Race

"As expected of an innate treasure, it is really mysterious."

Chen Xuanji secretly admired, returning to the original and returning to the original, returning to the acquired is innate, owning this treasure is equivalent to being able to continuously create innate spiritual treasures, the effect is terrifying.

On the side, Fuxi quietly grabbed Chen Xuanji and said softly.

"Martial nephew, let's stay away, don't disturb my sister's chance to prove the Tao."

The two turned into two beams of light, and hurriedly retreated.

On Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa's face was solemn and serious. With a flick of her sleeve, she swept the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and Sanguang Shenshui into the Qiankun Cauldron.

Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and Sanguang Shenshui are both top-level fetishes that are rare to see in the wild. At this time, in the Qiankun Cauldron, Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is on the bottom and Sanguangshen Water is on top.

"The Law of Creation!"

Seeing this, Nu Wa's expression was indifferent, and she once again struck out the power of the law and fell into the Qiankun Cauldron.

The law of good fortune, one of the three thousand laws of the avenue, is infinite in good fortune, where the vitality of all things is, with infinite possibilities.

Falling into the Qiankun Cauldron, the Sanguang Shenshui and Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, which no one would pay attention to at first, gradually began to merge together.

In the end, it turned into a group of colorful and brilliant five-color mud balls.

The mud ball was exuding vitality in the Qiankun cauldron. For a time, a hundred flowers bloomed, dead trees bloomed in spring, and the entire void, the infinite avenue, seemed to be rejuvenated.

At this moment, with Nuwa as the center, an indescribable Dao Yun slowly spread in all directions.

But in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire prehistoric world, alarming countless prehistoric powers.

In the void, countless projections of eyes seemed to tear apart space and time, and landed on Fengqi Mountain, staring at Nuwa, wanting to see Nuwa's next move.

In the corner of Fengqi Mountain, Fuxi's face was a little excited, and he secretly squeezed the corner of his clothes, "My sister has worked so hard to comprehend for so many years, I'm afraid she will get her wish today, nephew Xuanji, what do you think?"

In Fuxi's heart, there was an irresistible excitement. Once he succeeded, he would become a saint.

Just like the Taoist ancestor who preached in the Zixiao Palace in the past, he transcended the prehistoric, immortal, and untouched by cause and effect.

Let the wind and waves rise, sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, completely free and unrestrained.

Chen Xuanji nodded, agreeing with Fuxi's words very much, "Master Nuwa's saintly way has been accomplished, if there are no accidents, after today, there should be two saints in Honghuang."

In the center of Fengqi Mountain, Nu Wa looked at the five-colored soil in the Qiankun Cauldron, broke off a piece casually, and began to fabricate it according to the appearance of the "person" in her mind.

Nuwa has pinched countless people with other materials before, and she has already become extremely proficient in her craft.

At this time, Fu Ling's heart came to him, and in less than a dozen breaths, he made three lifelike clay figurines.

After pinching them, Nuwa put the three little clay figurines on the ground.

The three clay figurines fell to the ground and grew up against the wind in an instant. In just a few breaths, they grew into adults, two males and one female.

The man in the middle, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is unpretentious, but his eyes are very deep, with a trace of indescribable wisdom.

There is a man on the left, fresh and handsome, with fair skin and extraordinary appearance. From a distance, he looks somewhat similar to Fuxi.

The last one is a woman, born very dignified, with bright eyes and white teeth, a curvy head and crescent eyebrows, her features are picturesque, she is really pretty.

The three of them had just grown up, and with doubts on their faces, they glanced around, and finally their eyes fell on Nuwa. They bowed and bowed, and said very respectfully, "My child pays homage to the Holy Mother."

Nuwa looked at the three of them, smiled and nodded, "Okay, you are the first batch of people I fabricated, and you will be the ancestors of my human race from now on."

The three of them nodded respectfully again, "Yes, the Holy Mother."

"You still have other brothers and sisters who are not yet born, so go and wait."

Nuwa ordered, and continued to tear off a lump of clay and began to fabricate it. After a while, more than a dozen clay figurines were pinched and placed on the ground, and they soon grew into adults.

Nuwa looked at the dozen or so human races that had been made, and then at the large mass of five-colored soil in the Qiankun cauldron, and couldn't help but feel worried.

"If you just pinch one by one like this, how long will it take to pinch?"

Fuxi stepped forward, pondered for a while, and couldn't help saying, "It's really too troublesome to pinch one by one. It would be great if there is a more convenient and quick method."

Chen Xuanji hurriedly said, "Uncle Nuwa, why not find a willow branch, stain it with five-color mud, and throw it on the ground, wouldn't it speed up the speed greatly?"

Nuwa said pleasantly, "Nephew's words make sense."

As soon as he thought about it, a willow branch with jasper crystals fell into his hand, and the aura of good fortune was powerful and mysterious.

She put the willow branches deep into the Qiankun cauldron, stained with mud, and then threw them on the ground, and immediately the mud balls fell on the ground one by one.

They grow up against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they grow into adults, surrounded by each other, and know the world with the innocent eyes of the newborn.

Not far away, Fuxi looked at this scene and sighed, "Using the innate Taoist body as a model to create a human race, in the future, there will be another race in the great wilderness."

Chen Xuanji smiled slightly, "The reproductive ability of the human race cannot be matched by all races. It will be interesting in the future."

"How does my nephew know that this human race has a strong reproductive ability?"

Fuxi asked.

"I guessed about Master Uncle Qi."

With the help of willow branches, Nuwa's speed of creating humans is more than a hundred times faster. With each swing, countless human races are born.

After about half a day, there were countless human races on Fengqi Mountain.

Nuwa subconsciously stretched willow branches into the Qiankun cauldron, only to find that the five-color soil inside had been exhausted, leaving no trace.

Looking at the empty Qiankun Ding, Nuwa suddenly felt a sense of blessing in her heart, her eyes were bright, she looked down at the world, and smiled.

"My son-in-law, create a congenital human race today, and fix the fate of the wild, and the merits and virtues will be complete!"

"My Nuwa, become a saint today!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As the sound fell, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses gushed from the ground, and the purple air was mighty, traveling thousands of miles to the east.

Even the endless void is covered with dense dao patterns.

The golden Dao pattern reflects the heaven and the earth, as if it wants to make hundreds of millions of creatures pay homage to it.

The next moment, the Dao pattern dispersed, and auspicious clouds of merit and virtue gathered towards Fengqi Mountain. In the blink of an eye, the entire Fengqi Mountain was enveloped.

The auspicious clouds are thick and heavy, pressing down, you can feel the massive merit and luck just by looking at them.

The next moment, a golden beam of light hangs down from the sky.

One divided into two, [-]% fell into Nuwa's body, and [-]% fell into Chen Xuanji's body.

The golden merit entered the body, and it merged with the primordial purple energy in Nuwa's body silently, and the primordial spirit rested on the way of heaven.

A roaring and terrifying holy power swept across the world at this moment, looking down on the world.

At this moment, in the great prehistoric world, no matter if they were earth immortal monks or quasi-holy monks such as Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Twelve Ancestral Witches, they all bowed and saluted with respectful faces, and said in unison.

"I will pay homage to the Nuwa saint, and wish the Nuwa saint a life without bounds and freedom."

On Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa's face became a little blurred, although she was close in front of her eyes, she couldn't see clearly.

Between every gesture, the law of the Great Dao manifests. Compared with before, it is more detached and elusive.

(End of this chapter)