Yang Shou smiled at the descendant of Bi Fang who tried to shit on the head of the God of Creation, and stroked its trembling body. The fiery red feathers were shining brightly, and they were still passively fluttering the flames.

"Creator, in the ancient myths of the God Realm, there is a divine bird reborn from the fire. Perhaps... it has the same purpose as it."

Fu Nao was flashing, and his eyes were focused on the bird in Yang Shou's palm.

It is a descendant of Bi Fang cultivated in Petri Dish No. 2. It is born with the ability to fire and can be called a walking fire-arsonist machine.

Yang Shou was also looking forward to this, and then...

He stretched out his hand and threw it lightly, and an invisible force pulled the descendants of Bi Fang towards the fusang sacred tree that exuded high temperatures.

It sensed danger and kept flapping its wings, but to no avail. The force pulling it was boundless. In front of this force, it was as insignificant as a wave in the vast ocean.

Yang Shou and Fu Nao attentively observed the descendant of Bi Fang who climbed onto the fusang tree. The moment it touched the fusang tree with only one foot, it seemed to have been burned and kept jumping.

One foot kept jumping, and at the same time it let out a miserable scream. The entire feathers were burnt black in an instant, and a peculiar smell emitted.

Yang Shou turned his head and looked at Fu Nao: "It won't die, right?"

Fu Nao made a brief analysis and replied seriously: "No, after analysis, this bird is a descendant of Bi Fang. It has a strong ability to endure flames and will not be scalded to death by the high temperature of the Fuso Sacred Tree."

As expected, Fu Nao's analysis was very reasonable. Yang Shou had adjusted the time flow rate of the Fuso Sacred Tree to three hundred years per minute, and Bi Fang's descendants spent the first three hundred years that were the most difficult to adapt to.

Because the skin of the sacred fuso tree under their feet was too hot, the descendants of Bifang would jump up and down every time they touched the sacred tree, which looked very funny.

"Fu Nao, although it survived from the hibiscus tree, it... doesn't lay eggs."

Yang Shou looked at the descendants of Bi Fang who had been dancing for three hundred years, and then looked at Fu Nao.

This proposal was first put forward by Fu Nao. The Fuso Sacred Tree has been created, simulating the conditions for the birth of the Golden Crow in ancient mythology, except for laying eggs.

Fu Nao said calmly: "As far as I know, this bird... is male."

Hearing this, several black lines appeared on Yang Shou's forehead. He was just observing the hibiscus tree and forgot to check the gender of this Bifang descendant.

How does a male lay eggs?

"Does that mean I have to find him a wife?"

Fu Nao said very seriously: "That's right, and we need to have people with excellent physical bodies and good qualifications. I have tested this Kun, and it is actually the king among the descendants of Bi Fang. His physical body is powerful, about the same as a sixth-level strongman, but from now on

No mating, no offspring."

Yang Shou glanced at the miserable descendant of Bi Fang who had been jumping on the Fuso Sacred Tree, and didn't know what to say.

What kind of virtue is this? Do you shit on your own head? Are you still the king of the world?

In the end, Yang Shou could only take Fu Nao to travel across the wild land to help the future father of the Golden Crow find his wife.

The majestic Creator God is in charge of heaven and earth, and now he also manages mating.

But having said that, this Bifang King has become a king, has no wife, has never mated, and is single. It is really embarrassing.

Yang Shou couldn't help but slandered a few words, and with the talisman in mind, he crossed the mountains, rivers and seas in one thought, like a giant of ten thousand feet, leaving an indelible figure among all living beings in the wild.

Countless creatures looked up to the sky and saw giants walking between heaven and earth, with majestic figures and radiant lights.

That light is naturally emitted by Fu Nao. As long as it thinks, it will emit various kinds of light. At this time, it is quickly investigating where the descendants of the outstanding mother Bifang are.

On the Island of Life, an invisible body woke up from its deep sleep and murmured two words: "The First God..."

It is the consciousness from which the prehistoric world was born, that is, the consciousness of the tortoise shell of the ontology of the prehistoric world.

Chaos has no age, and prehistoric times have no time. Over millions of years, its consciousness gradually became complete, but when the world first opened, the figure who created the world and evolved all living beings has been firmly engraved in its memory and is indelible.

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In one thought, it moved thousands of miles and floated in front of Yang Shou. Even Fu Nao could not detect the ethereal figure, only Yang Shou could sense it.

Yang Shou frowned, paused, and looked at nothing in front of him. Before he could speak, he heard a clumsy voice: "Prehistoric... pay homage to the First God..."

At the beginning, the word "Honghuang" was a name I chose casually.

Beginning God?

Yang Shou thought for a moment and immediately understood. Perhaps the prehistoric consciousness had remembered how he was when the world was created and regarded himself as the First God, the Creator God, and the Creator?

As the God of Creation, he naturally had to maintain his integrity. Yang Shou nodded lightly, waved his hand, and signaled the prehistoric consciousness to get out of the way.

At this moment, Honghuang's consciousness was like a well-behaved child, respectfully getting out of the way, but at the same time he couldn't help but utter intermittent words: "I wonder... what... the God of Origin... is looking for? Honghuang... maybe... can... help...

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Its words are transmitted to consciousness, not in any language, and are extremely convenient for communication.

Yang Shou raised his eyebrows and stated his request for a high-quality female Bi Fang.

After hearing this, the prehistoric consciousness was stunned for a while, but immediately this was a trivial matter. With just one thought, all the mothers in the entire prehistoric land appeared within a radius of one kilometer.

Yang Shou was almost startled when he saw the sudden scene. He frowned as he looked at the chirping descendants of Bi Fang.

He finally understood why the Bifang descendant had always been a bachelor.

It is the only one with an atavism in its feelings. Its body is huge, countless times that of an ordinary Bifang. No other female Bifang can match it...

If nothing else happens, he will be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

"Shishen...does he...have any other...requirements..."

When Honghuang Consciousness saw Yang Shou frowning, he thought there was something wrong with him and asked quickly.

Yang Shou shook his head. It was too difficult for the prehistoric consciousness to cause other Bi Fang to appear atavistic, but for Yang Shou...

It's a piece of cake.

He waved his hand and asked the prehistoric consciousness to move over some male Bifang descendants, and then covered half of the area where the female Bifang descendants were, and started to accelerate time in front of the prehistoric consciousness.

One second, ten thousand years!

boom!

Time and space rewind!

Seeing such a magical scene with my own eyes for the first time, Honghuang's consciousness couldn't help but let out a sound of horror and wonder, and became more and more respectful to Yang Shou.

Manipulating time and accelerating at will, this... power is so terrifying and majestic?!

A power that only the First God can control!

At this time, the prehistoric consciousness was like the most devout believer, following Yang Shou respectfully.

These Bi Fangs lived and died and multiplied for countless generations. One million years later, the nine-headed Bi Fang, whose body was as big as a sparrow, finally appeared.

Yang Shou glanced at the nine-headed Bifang, and his face turned dark.

Eight-headed male?

Fortunately, there was a female, which left Yang Shou speechless. The larger these extraordinary creatures were, the harder it seemed to be to conceive offspring, especially the female, which was the key to reproduction and was the most difficult to give birth to.

"I want to breed golden crows for the world, and you will come back."

Yang Shou waved his hand, letting the prehistoric consciousness return to the Island of Life, while he continued to cultivate the Golden Crow with the Fu Nao.

After Hong Huang's consciousness bowed out respectfully, Yang Shou lowered his head and glanced at the talisman on his shoulder, and couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't you say anything just now?"

Fu Nao's light flashed, and he rarely simulated the emotion of fear, saying: "Just now...an invisible force appeared. I didn't dare to explore or make a sound. It is more terrifying than the Great Sage!"

Yang Shou frowned. He had just seen the Primordial Consciousness and tried his best to restrain his breath in front of him, so he did not feel the terror of the Primordial Consciousness.

If Fu Nao said so, the prehistoric consciousness has grown to the peak of a half-step god?

After Yang Shou thought for a while, he understood that the speed of time here was too terrifying. After millions of years of cultivation, it was not strange to reach this level of consciousness.

Fortunately, he has now re-adjusted the flow rate of the prehistoric world to three thousand years a day.

"This world has the largest space. There is a small planet as a training space. Logically speaking, the achievements should far exceed those in the underground world."

While on the road, Yang Shou pondered deeply, thinking about the future development direction of the prehistoric world.

If nothing else goes wrong, the seventh level should be the first to be born in this world, but... both the rune way and the wizard's way have huge flaws, making it difficult to become a god. I don't know what kind of avenue the prehistoric consciousness will deduce, whether it will

There will also be flaws.

In front of the hibiscus tree, Yang Shou took back his thoughts, looked at his mother Bifang who was trembling in her hands, and gently threw it towards the hibiscus tree.

The male Bifang King was still jumping around at this time and did not dare to touch the branches of the Fusang Sacred Tree for a long time. As soon as he saw a Bifang with beautiful feathers and the same size as it appeared, he immediately fell in love with him.

Same.

Since its return to its ancestors, although it has gained great strength and become the king of Bi Fang, its size is too big...

Even though the mother Bifang belongs to the entire Bifang race, it cannot enjoy any of them.

At this time, it saw its mother Bifang for the first time, and it pounced on her, startling her.

For a moment, fiery red feathers kept flying, and Bifang's head was still enduring the scorching flames when he was pressed against the Fusang Sacred Tree by the oncoming compatriots.

Hey hey hey…

Yang Shou looked a little embarrassed, his brain was shining brightly, and he recorded this precious first-hand information without shame.

"According to the pregnancy probability in the God Realm, the probability of pregnancy this time is only 30%. The quality of the offspring is low, and abortion is recommended."

Yang Shou: "???"

He really wanted to know what Fu Nao had learned in the earth's database.

As if aware that the Creator was very disdainful of his proposal, Fu Nao continued to explain: "The divine world advocates eugenics and eugenics. If Golden Crow's parents want to conceive, they must not be careless. I suggest... set a time for them to have sex and let them choose an auspicious day.

...The reasonable date deduced scientifically will be conceived again."

Yang Shou wanted to complain that the knowledge of conception in the divine world seemed of little use to Bi Fang and the others...

But Fu Nao firmly believed in the truth of the divine world and believed that it was applicable to all heavens and all realms.

"Well, since you are so interested, I will leave it to you to implement this eugenics and eugenics plan."
Chapter completed!