In fact, what Nuwa said is absolutely right. Nowadays, the Zhongjimax world has become the source world. However, as the largest number of living beings in the world, the human race is so fragile and has low qualifications that it cannot carry the energy of a world at all. Good luck.
Even if Zhang Qian lets the fortune of the Great World be blessed by the Heavens and Humans, the Heavens and Humans cannot bear it. Their roots are too low. Don’t forget that their origins are from the many great worlds and worlds in the universe. In the Middle Thousand World or even the Small Thousand World, how could the human race born in these worlds become strong?
Nowadays, the foundation of the Zhongjimax world is unfathomable, and it is time for a human race unique to this world to be born, a race that can carry the destiny of this world.
Who is the fate-carrying clan in the prehistoric world? They are the Wu clan!
The fate-carrying race in the infinite universe is the God race.
Comparing these two ethnic groups, and then looking at the heavenly and human tribes in the huge world, they are simply vulnerable and have no comparison.
Zhang Qian wanted to solve this problem for a long time, but he never had the chance. Now that Nuwa has achieved Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and has reached the edge of becoming a saint, it is just right to leave this matter to her.
As if she sensed Zhang Qian's thoughts, after meeting Fuxi, Nuwa immediately began to retreat to understand how to create a perfect human race.
She has seen the Witch Clan and the God Clan, and through these two groups, she has a lot of inspiration.
"The Witch Clan and the God Clan were not born from the blood pool. Their method of reproduction may seem magical, but in fact it is a huge flaw. Relying on the power of the blood pool to reproduce, once there is a problem with the blood pool, it will inevitably lead to the extinction of the entire race. We If you want to create a perfect human race, you must not repeat the same mistakes!"
Nuwa saw clearly that the Witch Clan and the God Clan seemed to be powerful and invincible, but their reproduction methods destined them to have problems in the future.
She didn't want this kind of flaw. She thought about the human race in the heavens. The reproduction method of the human race in the heavens was perfect. As long as she used the human race in the heavens as a model and her current way of creation, it would not be difficult to create a perfect human race. .
"It's just that the more perfect the race is in the world, the rarer the number. I want to create a perfect human race, but it can't be too perfect. Perfect things lose the possibility of progress. It's not good to have a fixed upper limit! ”
Nuwa couldn't help but think of it.
Just like the protoss, they have great power when they are born. Many of the protoss even reach the realm of Daluo Jinxian when they are born, but their upper limit is destined to be impossible to surpass the king of Yuanshi, the master of the protoss.
The Yuanshi Heavenly King alone is the upper limit of the God Clan, which looks good at first glance. After all, the Yuanshi Heavenly King is the controller of the law of power and has boundless power.
However, living beings can produce miracles, but the gods lack such miracles.
After all, they are just weapons created by the infinite universe to attack the ancient world. As long as the lower limit is high enough, it is enough.
But what Nuwa wants to create is a human race that can carry the destiny of the extremely large world. Their upper limit must reach the point where miracles can be born.
And how can miracles be born so easily?
In the vast ancient universe, there are hundreds of millions of people and endless creatures, but only a few miracles have been born. Zhang Qian, there is no one, and King Pan and others are among the miracles.
There is no one else but them.
The human race that Nuwa wants to create will one day be born into existences like Zhang Qian and Wanwuyi.
In other words, the protagonist of Destiny can be born!
Only when the protagonist of his destiny is born can the world be considered perfect.
So far, the Zhongji world has not given birth to its own destiny protagonist.
Zhang Gan stared closely at Nuwa's movements. He also wanted to see what amazing life would be born if the world developed on its own without his own interference!
Only accidents can create miracles!
If he had used the mighty power of the Lord of the World to help Nuwa, there would have been no accidents and no miracle.
Nuwa finally understood. She appeared in the Dharma form with the head of a human and the body of a snake. She danced with her delicate hands and directly took out a ball of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil. This was the treasure that Nuwa obtained during her travels after she achieved the Great Origin World in the Zhongji Da World.
When the original world was achieved, the middle world transformed, and countless precious spiritual roots were born, scattered all over the world, waiting for the destined people.
Nuwa got a lot of treasures.
After Jiutai Xirang appeared, Nuwa flipped her hands and offered up a treasure tripod. The tripod had three legs, two ears and a round belly. It was actually the tripod of chaos creation. It was an innate treasure.
In fact, it is an innate treasure that Zhang Qian refined in his spare time, and then threw it into the world, waiting for the destined person to collect it.
He has refined many treasures. After all, for him, refining innate treasures is just like playing.
Nuwa is worthy of being an innate god and demon born on the path of creation. Her luck is unparalleled, and the number of treasures in her hands is frightening.
After the Chaos Creation Cauldron appeared, Nuwa shook her hand and drove the Jiutai Xi soil into the cauldron, then stretched out her hand and a ball of crystal clear three-light divine water appeared.
The divine water is poured into the treasure cauldron to dissolve the Jiutai Breathing Soil. Only divine objects such as the Sanguang Divine Water can dissolve the Jiutian Breathing Soil. Otherwise, the Jiutian Breathing Soil is just a solid and extremely heavy treasure. .
After being dissolved, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil seemed to have life, and actually began to squirm.
Buzz!
A magnificent ball of divine light of creation enveloped the chaotic cauldron of creation. The power of the cauldron was inspired, and Nuwa's great path of creation was instilled into the cauldron of creation, and she began to display the supreme great path of creation to create a new human race.
I saw the Jiutianxi soil in the tripod slowly turning into 129,600 black and yellow mud balls. The mud balls kept squirming and slowly turned into mud balls!
There seems to be life gestating in the mud ball!
Nuwa's face showed a touch of solemnity, and her whole person became solemn!
The divine radiance of the Holy Spirit spread out and enveloped Nuwa.
In the divine light that filled the sky, the 129,600 mud balls in the tripod began to sway, and a violent heartbeat sounded from inside. The heartbeat was inconspicuous at first, but it didn't take long before it became extremely huge, and it was astonishing. Like beating a drum.
Dong Dong Dong...!
Terrifying vibrations resounded through the sky, and the tripod seemed to explode. There was even an ominous trajectory appearing around the tripod. It seemed that once something in the tripod was born, it would cause terrible ominousness.
However, Nuwa didn't pay attention. At this moment, her spiritual thoughts merged and she understood that she had succeeded. Only when a creature that defies the heavens is born will such strange and ominous things appear.
Zhang Qian's feeling is the most profound. He is the master of the world, and he is fully aware of any living being born in his world.
Even he couldn't tell where the human race was about to be born in the future. It might spread across the universe, destroy the universe, or transcend the universe. There were infinite possibilities.
It is precisely because of this infinite possibility that a real human race can be created!
The power of infinite possibilities will not be born easily. Perhaps only when the prehistoric universe is facing the attack of the gods and is on the verge of destruction, will such a heaven-defying life be born!
"Go!"
At this moment, Nuwa suddenly tipped the cauldron, and the 129,600 mud balls in the cauldron fell to the ground. As soon as they hit the ground, the mud balls exploded, revealing a figure.
They look no different from the human race in the heavens, but if you take a closer look, you will find that their roots seem to be bottomless and impossible to guess!