Great Creator

Huang Si threw the task of racial design to the four of Bei Xuan, Shi Fang, Mi Shui, and Mo Xia, and asked Xiao Ke to give some information on Western myths, legends, fantasy, etc. to the four.

　　 They have to design species according to the style of this world.

　　 All four have worked in biological laboratories and are familiar with the body structures of various creatures. All they have to do is to add, delete and modify body parts based on the existing life forms in the green world.

　　 Huang Si is going to select the best from the assignments they handed in, edit them in the illustrated book, and create brand-new creatures that have only existed in fantasy.

　　 For this, he issued a rough design direction.

　　 First, the elves of the elven world. It should be designed as a long-lived race that is thinner and taller than the human race.

　　 is then a dwarf. It should be designed as a race that is shorter, stronger, and stronger than the human race, living in the underground world.

　　 In addition, there are various monsters, orcs, and so on.

　　Everything was in the early days, and the illustrated book of the light and dark world still needs a long time to complete.

　　……

　　 Yuanhe came to Wuran Star first through the teleportation formation.

　　 There are not many people on Wuran Star. It is extremely remote. Most of the people are practitioners, which is a typical planet of practitioners.

　　 Yuanhe pretended to be a casual cultivator from Little Planet, and asked the locals for news.

　　 Judging from the reactions of the locals, it seems that no sect has paid attention to the Shangming Yellow Star for the time being.

　　 But it does not rule out that the news has not yet spread.

　　 Yuanhe collected some more information before heading to the next planet.

　　He stayed on each planet for about seven to ten days.

　　 When Huang Si found him, Yuanhe had already reached the third planet.

　　 This planet is a bit more lively than the previous two. There are a lot of people on the streets, there are monks and ordinary people. However, the specific level of cultivation is similar to that of Ming Huangxing, and most of them are monks below the Mahayana period.

　　 Yuanhe was walking around the city, and a book was hovering in the sky above the city.

　　 The light deflected as it passed the book, so that no one could see it at all.

　　 Huang Si's soul temporarily took the book as its main body, and his consciousness swept across the city below.

　　 There is nothing particularly noteworthy in the city.

　　 "Yuanhe, I'm near you."

　　 Huang Si made a conscious call to Yuanhe.

　　 "Master, you are here too. Do you need me to do anything?"

　　 Yuanhe quickly walked to a quiet alley and stood still for the convenience of the call.

　　 "You have passed through three planets, have you found the kind of person who is suitable to be my family? That's the kind, the cultivation base is higher or similar to yours, but when facing death threats, or is dead and only the soul is left?"

　　 "There are almost no real immortals here, and there are not many scattered immortals." Yuanhe shook his head, "We are all relatively remote places around us, and true immortals rarely come here."

　　 "You go to the city to see if there is such a place to pick up quests. I wonder if I happen to encounter a fairy who is going to resurrect, or go to the auction house to see if there is a real fairy's soul listed for sale?"

　　 Yuanhe: "……"

　　 He felt that the master's brain was really big and his thoughts were different from ordinary people.

　　 Huang Si didn't care about Yuanhe's thoughts, and sent Yuanhe to the mission hall that was closer.

　　You basically exchange messages wherever you pick up tasks, just find one.

　　 He himself continued to sweep the entire planet with his consciousness until he found the largest auction house on the planet.

　　 One thought condensed, and a prosthetic body appeared at the door of the auction house.

　　 The structure of this body is exactly the same as that of the human race, and the appearance is very ordinary, even if the real immortal comes, there is no difference.

　　 Huang Si walked to the entrance of the auction house, and a tall man with the appearance of a guard stopped him.

　　 "Monk, do you have a brand?"

"brand?"

　　 "If you don't have a sign, go to the reception desk on the side to apply. At least it must be a gas gathering period. Don't waste time if you can't cultivate."

　　 The guard had a trace of impatience on his face, holding a halberd, and pointing aside.

　　 At this time, a man in a monk's clothing with gold silk and silver came over.

　　 The guard greeted him, and the man patted his waist, and a silver sign clinked.

　　 "It's the primordial monk, please!"

　　 The guard nodded and bowed, welcoming the man in.

　　 Huang Si glanced at his brand.

　　 "This is my brand, now I'm going in."

　　 Huang Si raised his hand, and there was an identical silver sign in his hand.

　　The guard was taken aback first, then sneered.

"You are a fool, right? Every brand has a number, and your number is exactly the same as the previous one. I thought that if you imitated the silver medal of that great monk's Chamber of Commerce, you would be able to get in? Don't go away, I called someone to take you to jail!"

　　 At this time, another person passed by, and that person took out a bronze medal and shook it.

　　 "Please come in, please come in."

　　 The guard smiled and bowed again.

　　 The man did not go in immediately, glanced at Huang Si, and grinned at the corner of his mouth:

　　 "Where is the mountain villager, he doesn't have a breath of cultivation base, I am afraid that he hasn't gotten started yet."

　　 "Do you also see that he hasn't gotten started yet? Phew, mortals dare to come here, I'm afraid that if they accidentally bumped and touched them, their lives would be lost."

　　The guard has never seen Huang Si's cultivation level. He thought his realm was too low to see it. Now the monks in the cultivation period can see that this person has no cultivation level, so he naturally has no scruples.

The man with the bronze medal frowned and said to the guard: "Do you know that the mortal who is here to make trouble don't hurry away? The mortal is very dirty, all filthy, I saw him standing at the door of the auction house~www. readwn.com~ I think the ground is dirty, it's disgusting."

　　The guard was a little bit slanderous in his heart. In fact, this person is no more than a bronze medal, and he is not a big monk.

　　 thought in his heart, but kept holding the halberd in his hand, and slapped over, "Have you heard, mortal. Get out!"

　　 Huang Si didn't say much, and took a step forward.

　　In a short time, an aura that only true immortals can have risen from the ground.

　　 The whole street became as silent as death.

　　 Even the little birds that were still chirping and the noisy insects calmed down.

　　 Every monk felt a huge and terrifying existence exuding a vast and boundless aura, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to show it for a while.

　　 The nearest guard was so scared that his calves trembled, and he couldn't stand still. If it weren't for the fear of attracting attention, he would have sat on the ground.

　　 And the monk who held the bronze medal urinated directly, a hot damp in his pants, running down the trousers.

"Snapped!"

　　 Suddenly a middle-aged male passerby came over from the side of the road and slapped the bronze monk's face with a severe slap.

　　 This one was very heavy, and the monk was slapped to the ground immediately, and he slid more than one meter away.

　　 The passerby punched again and hit the bronze medal monk in the mouth.

　　 With this punch, the mouth opened directly, and the teeth flew out randomly and landed on the ground.

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