The Young Master of the Prehistoric Jiejiao

Chapter 15 The birth of the human race, Nuwa became a saint (please give me monthly votes for recommendation)
  After this Lich War in the Prehistoric Continent, apart from the destruction of life, the overall environment was not greatly damaged. It did not destroy the foundation of the Prehistoric Continent. The two sides essentially wanted to rule the Prehistoric Continent, but they did not do anything that would destroy the heaven and earth.

The tragic scenes of the first battle between the lich and the lich shocked all living beings in the ancient world.

In order to protect themselves, countless living beings are looking for famous teachers everywhere. Firstly, they want to learn about the mysterious practice methods; secondly, they want to find a shelter to avoid disasters and disasters.

In the first lich war, Nuwa, who had never shown up before, finally killed the two corpses after a period of enlightenment.

Nuwa's cultivation progressed greatly. On a whim, Nuwa started to travel around the wilderness after making some preparations.

This was an aimless journey, and she did not reveal the great supernatural powers of a quasi-sage. Nuwa traveled all over the ancient continent, witnessed the cruelty of creatures, and witnessed all kinds of cold-blooded killings by the witch clan, demon clan and even other forces.

She didn't like fighting to begin with, but she suddenly realized that all creatures in the wild were born to fight for everything.

For life, for seeking the Tao, for transcendence...

"I major in cultivating the way of creation. What is creation? Life and death, yin and yang, are creation. Life is a beginning, and death is also a beginning. Life and death are creation. I just understand that life and death become one, but I don't know what the meaning of 'creation' is. ?”

"Creation, creation? Or maybe my chance and my Taoist heart are the same, creating a race that likes peace and doesn't like fighting?"

Nuwa suddenly had a sudden enlightenment, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi in her soul began to tremble, and began to slowly overlap with her soul.

"Heaven also doesn't like the struggle for living beings, the destruction of the ancient world, and the too much that is beyond our control, so I created a new ethnic group for the right people, the will of all living beings and the way of heaven."

Nuwa realized it!
  A new ethnic group, an ethnic group completely controlled by heaven, this is the inevitable trend of the times.

He is the one who is destined to be the general trend. This new ethnic group is created by himself, and by the way he achieves his own success and attains the status of Hunyuan Wuji Saint.

The "Nine Heavens Breathing Soil" was shaped into small figures by Nuwa. Nuwa's essence and blood were sprinkled on these small figures. At the same time, she sacrificed the "Cauldron of Creation" and put these clay figures into it, rebelling against the innate nature and condensing the body and soul of the new human race. .

A full Yuanhui time.

The "Cauldron of Creation" shines brightly into the sky, and a group of half-and-half male and half creatures with innate Tao bodies finally appear vividly on the ancient land. This is the future protagonist of the world, the human race.

The newly born human race looked at the world curiously. To them, everything was novel.

After being endowed with soul and wisdom, born with a Taoist body, and combined with the training in the "Cauldron of Creation", the new human race, even though it is still very weak, has a deep foundation, prosperous luck, and bright future prospects.

Seeing the birth of the human race, Nuwa finally smiled happily. Looking at the human race she created, a kind of joy came from the heart. Each and every one of them was her child.

"You created for me, born from the innate Tao and human Tao, you can be called the 'human race'." Nuwa said to all the human races.

"Human race?"

"Haha, we have a name."

"Humans, we are humans!"

The new human race was very excited. At the moment when the new human race was born, the entire prehistoric world was shaken. The great supernatural beings had been able to initially integrate into the way of heaven and deduce the secrets of heaven. At this moment, although everyone did not know what happened, all the quasi-sage masters were Shocked in the heart, a major event that shook the world happened without the knowledge of many powerful people.

"Human race, pay homage to the Holy Mother Nuwa!" All the human race knelt down to worship Nuwa. Nuwa smiled happily, "Get up!"

Kneeling down and acknowledging is like an invisible ritual, and the fate of the human race and Nuwa begin to connect.

At this time, the Demon Clan's luck actually declined by 30% out of thin air, while the Witch Clan occupied the ancient continent and had prosperous luck. However, at this moment, the growth momentum stopped and even began to decline.

The two tribes still didn't understand what was happening. The strong men in Heaven and the Wu tribe were instantly panicked. The luck of the tribe began to decline rapidly. This was a huge disaster.

"The way of heaven is above. Now I, Nuwa, realize how many battles there are in the world. The wars are endless and the resentment of the ancient world is soaring. Now I create the human race. The human race is formed by the innate human body and the Tao rhythm, and the soul is given by nature... The human race, stand!"

When the human race was established, Nuwa had a clear idea. After a while of enlightenment, she finally knew that this was her chance to achieve enlightenment.

"Boom!"

In the vast void, a bright golden light shines on the entire earth, and huge merit pours down from the sky like a vast ocean.

"Nu Wa has received so many merits. Is she going to become a saint?"

"Impossible, how could this happen?"

"This, Junior Sister Nuwa..."

On "Kunlun Mountain", Sanqing's face was ugly. As the three true disciples of Xuanmen and the second-generation leader of Xuanmen, I aspired to be the second saint in the world, while Yuan Yuan and Tongtian also aimed to take over the top three saints.

Who would have thought that Nuwa, whom they looked down on, would be the first to preach. This was really a slap in the face. For a moment, the atmosphere in the "Sanqing Palace" was solemn, and even the White Crane boy who was waiting outside the palace became cautious. He was afraid that the three elders would vent their anger on him.

At this time, the prehistoric great supernatural powers had already focused their attention on Nuwa and took a glance at it. How could the extremely weak human race, in the realm of "celestial beings", enable Nuwa to attain enlightenment?

Finally, above the nine heavens, the dazzling golden light condensed to the extreme, and a huge amount of merit fell from the sky, 70% of which fell on Nuwa, 10% of which fell on the newly born human race, and 10% of which were "Cauldron of Good Fortune" Absorbed, 10% were absorbed by the "Human Creation Whip".

Nuwa had received the holy title from Taoist Hongjun as early as in the "Purple Sky Palace". This time she succeeded in creating a human being and gained great merit. With the two complementing each other, the time for becoming a saint has arrived.

After the golden light of merit shot at Nuwa, a purple mysterious energy burst out of her body. The two colors of light entangled for a while, and disappeared for a long time. Nuwa's figure gradually appeared, no longer the same as before.

Looking at her, she felt like Taoist Hongjun, mysterious and mystical, simply the incarnation of Tao. Wave after wave of coercion came from Nuwa, spreading throughout the sky and the earth, the entire ancient continent, and hundreds of millions of creatures. I felt the majesty of the saint again.

All the creatures below the quasi-sage surrendered to the power of the saint and knelt down to worship and praise the greatness of the saint.

Similarly, this terrifying pressure was transmitted to the "Kunlun Mountain". At this time, Sanqing's cultivation reached the peak of "quasi-sage", so he naturally withstood this pressure and did not make the disciples and boys in the mountain look embarrassed.

"Alas! The first saint appears!"

At this time, in the "Palace of Chaos", Li Yunjing was in seclusion and opened his eyes. As a practitioner of Yuanhui, he had perfected the realm of "Taiyi Golden Immortal".

(End of this chapter)