I am Honghuang No.1

Chapter 178
Nu Wa fell into endless calculations.

She has refined the way of creation, and knows more about creatures than Gao Ge, and knows that creatures have more souls, but Gao Ge's pointed words still pointed out a new direction for her.

For tens of millions of years, it has been spinning on the Yaozu, and everything that should be perfect has been perfected, but the flaws left behind are irreparable. Therefore, the way of good fortune has never been perfect.

Then create a new race!
Use a brand-new race to interpret, verify, and perfect your own way of creation.

Nuwa took out some spiritual stones, and was about to cast a spell to create a new creature, when she suddenly remembered what Gao Ge said: qualifications are not determined, so she put away the jade stones, looked up, and saw some mud by the river outside, she moved and floated out , Stretching out his hand to fish it, a large cloud of black mud flew from the river.

Gao Ge took a look, oops!Mom!

It took an unknown number of years for the mud to silt out. Although it is extremely fertile, it is black and smelly. If you use it to pinch people, human beings will become black brothers.

If so, the crime would be great!
I still don't know what to be scolded for!
He hurriedly followed and flew out, stretched out his hand, and a large group of yellow mud appeared beside Nu Wa, saying: "Master, use this, the black mud tastes bad."

This yellow mud was specially cultivated by Gao Ge. It is extremely delicate and contains subtle innate spiritual energy, but it is not considered a spiritual thing. It is the best clay for firing porcelain.

Nu Wa threw away the black mud and stretched out her hand to touch the yellow mud.

A small ball of yellow mud broke away, changing shape constantly, one head, two heads, three heads, and finally turned back into one head.

As soon as Gao Ge breathed a sigh of relief, he saw faces appearing on the front, back, left, and right sides, so he couldn't help covering his forehead and turning his head away.

Four-faced people, just ask if you are afraid, 360-degree panoramic view, necessary for fighting monsters and upgrading.

"Bah!" Gao Song looked at the four-faced heads beside him, couldn't help laughing out loud.

Nuwa turned her head to look at Gao Song, then turned her head to look at the mud head, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt disliked, and she suddenly thought: "Why should I bother, isn't the innate Taoist body the most perfect body shape? It can’t compare to the innate Taoism, why not create according to the innate Taoism.”

The mud in front of him changed for a while, turning into an eight-foot man, actually a miniature version of Pangu.

Gao Ge stared blankly at the appearance of this big man, his heart was shaken inexplicably, he only felt that he was very kind, but also very strange.

The shape is easy to make, flesh and blood bones, meridians and acupoints, brain organs, etc., for a great supernatural being like Nuwa, who has refined the way of creation, it is just a wave of hands.

What is really difficult is to endow this creature with a unique spiritual light. This requires the support of the Dao and the approval of the Great Desolate World. If you can't seduce the Dao and affect the rules of the Prehistoric World, you can't condense these souls, let alone give them any kind of endowment.

Nuwa stretched out her hand to cast spells, endless Dao rhymes flowed, Dao sounds burst out, golden lotuses gushed from the ground, flowers fell from the sky, and finally gathered into a little spiritual light.

Gao Ge only felt dry mouth, and nervously watched Nuwa's delicate finger, with aura, tapped on the brow of the muddy Pangu man.

"what!"

Gao Ge let out an exclamation, and a flash of inspiration entered between the brows of the big mud man, and the mud immediately scattered and turned into loose mud.

Nuwa frowned slightly, pinched her fingers and continued to deduce.

Gao Ge walked over lightly, stretched out his hand to pinch the scattered loess, thought for a while, looked up at the valley, stretched out his hand, and pulled out a vine and a handful of soil from the valley.

If Gao Song has any treasures, he will hide them from Gao Ge. When they met in Tianting for the first time, Gao Song showed off his treasures to Gao Ge. up.

Gao Song snorted, and said, "Why did you get my gourd vine out, it hasn't been planted yet?"

Gao Ge ignored him, and took out all the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil under the roots of the congenital gourd vines, took a look at the yellow mud on the ground, took out the eight-treasure glass bottle, poured out a ball of Sanguang Shenshui, thought for a while, and took out several more The top spirit water crushed a few top spirit stones, and threw it into the yellow mud along with the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, and the yellow mud kept rolling.

Gao Ge has been refining tools for tens of millions of years, and his skill in processing materials has reached the peak. In just a moment, several materials are completely fused. The yellow mud on the ground looks unchanged on the surface, but earth-shaking changes have taken place inside.

After finishing the calculation, Nv Wa found that there was no deviation in the spell she cast just now. It was determined that it was a problem with the material of the yellow mud. The material was not spiritual enough to withstand the spiritual light she bestowed.

Seeing Gao Ge making yellow mud again, and seeing the gourd vine thrown on the ground, he remembered it, bent down to pick it up, looked at it for a while, and waved it out.

Gao Song felt a little baffled, why he started to attack his precious spiritual root, stretched out his hand to say something, and then stopped.

Sighing, just use it, anyway, I don't know when it will be able to grow.

The gourd vine emitted a burst of blue light, and it was whipped on the yellow mud. The mud splashed and jumped, and the pieces were divided into three thousand pieces, large and small.

The three-thousand-point yellow mud kept changing, and in just a moment, it turned into three thousand human figures of different sizes, fats, and shapes.

Among them, there are half men and half women, one thousand each for middle-aged and young people, with natural limbs and closed eyes.

Gao Ge took a nervous breath and watched Nu Wa start casting spells again.

The Tao rhyme descended from the sky, the Tao sound lingered, three thousand golden lotuses sprang up from the ground, each supporting one person, and the ceiling fell, covering the bodies of 3000 people.

Nuwa suddenly chanted loudly, and countless spiritual lights were condensed by the supreme voice of good fortune, forming a sea of ​​light in the valley, and the sea of ​​light instantly turned into three thousand points of aura as soon as Nuwa's singing stopped.

"Give!"

At this moment, Nuwa's majesty is fully displayed, and the supreme avenue of good fortune is perfect and flawless.

Three thousand auras landed on the eyebrows of three thousand mud figures, and the three thousand people opened their eyes instantly.
In the blink of an eye, life is awakened.

Blink again and understand yourself.

Blinking again, feeling everything in the world.

The Terran was born!
Gao Ge's eyes were instantly covered with tears. Countless years of waiting and endless loneliness and pain finally paid off at this moment.

Nuwa looked at the three thousand pairs of eyes that were as clear as spiritual water in front of her, showing a trace of curiosity, restraint, admiration, and yearning.

Nuwa turned her head to look at Gao Ge with tears in her eyes, a sliver of understanding rose in her heart, Gao Ge is the direct descendant of Pan Gu's blood, and she calls herself a human. !
Nuwa said loudly: "Your descendants of Pangu's grace, congenital Taoism, good fortune, can be called human race."

After a pause, Nuwa said again: "The human race should worship Gaoge as their ancestors."

The 3000 human races were so blessed to their souls that they bowed down together and shouted in unison: "The human race thanks the Mother Nuwa for the good fortune."

"I've met Patriarch Gao Ge."

Gao Ge came to his senses, wiped his eyes, grabbed Gao Song, bowed down together, and said loudly: "The human race thanks the Mother Nuwa for her kindness."

The sky shines brightly, endless purple energy comes from the east, auspicious clouds gather all over the sky, and endless merit descends.

Nuwa stretched out her hands, closed her eyes slightly, and let her merits add to her body.

Nuwa Daluo Jinxian's peak momentum instantly jumped, breaking through the bottleneck of tens of millions of years of interception, and climbing upwards.

The foundation of the avenue winds and flows in the primordial spirit, guiding Nuwa's flawless primordial spirit, and instantly comprehended the endless rules of the prehistoric. The prehistoric world is immortal, and Nu Wa is immortal.

Nu Wa became a saint!
Gao Ge, who was crushed on the ground by Nuwa's endless sage coercion, also received three points of merit for creating human beings. Gao Ge put away his merits and put them into the Qing Lingzhu.

The ignorant Gao Song, because he provided Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and Gourd Vine, also received three points of man-making merit, his aura continued to rise, and he broke through the bottleneck of Taiyi Jinxian in an instant, and entered the realm of Daluo.

The gourd vine made a human being, and received a share of the merits, and transformed it into a sacred weapon of the clan, and made a human whip.

Another three points of merit evenly fell on the three thousand newborn human races, but it was the reward of the prehistoric world to the newborn human races.

Gao Ge waited for Nuwa to put away her coercion, and led the human race to congratulate: "Congratulations to Empress Nuwa for her attainment of Taoism and immortality."

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