A piece of seven-colored soil, in Nuwa's hands, created thousands of human beings. Although there are only a few thousand, the number of human beings is not large, but they are so densely packed together that they still look like a lot.
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Seeing these living human beings, Dongfang Yu was secretly moved in her heart.
It has been more than 20,000 years since the birth of the ancient continent. As for the emergence of humans, these are also the first humans on this ancient continent.
Being able to participate in the emergence of these human beings, Dongfang Yu also has a sense of honor in her heart.
"Mr. Dongfang, how do you think these brand new races should be named?" After creating thousands of human races, Nuwa's eyes fell on Dongfang Yu and asked.
"Human race", Dongfang Yu answered Nuwa's question without even thinking about it.
"Human race? That's fine." Although Dongfang Yu's quick response and firm attitude made Nuwa feel a little surprised, but after thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with it. Nuwa also nodded and confirmed,
"We, the human race, have seen the Holy Mother Nuwa and the Holy King Mr. Dongfang."
After Dongfang Yu and Nuwa decided on the name of the human race, these thousands of human race all knelt down and shouted.
Nuwa created humans. Naturally, in the minds of these human beings, Nuwa was the Holy Mother. However, Dongfang Jade also played an important role in the emergence of human beings. At least the soil in his hands was the main material for creating humans.
Therefore, in the hearts of these human races, Dongfang Jade also has the title of Holy King.
"Holy Mother? Holy King?" When she heard these human beings calling herself and Dongfang Yu, she thought of the Holy Mother and her cheeks turned slightly red.
This human race was indeed created by myself and Mr. Dongfang. In a sense, it can be regarded as my and Mr. Dongfang’s child.
Rumble…
With the appearance of the human race, and after the name was determined, bursts of thunder suddenly sounded throughout the world. At the same time, endless merits fell from the sky and fell directly on Nuwa.
With the emergence of these merits, the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Nuwa's body reacted, fused together instantly, and the Qi continued to rise.
Flowers were falling from the sky, fairy sounds were faint, and the vision of universal celebration appeared again. Immediately, Nuwa's voice sounded clearly across the entire prehistoric continent:
"I, Nuwa, today use the nine heavens to breathe on the earth and create a race, called the human race. I pray to the heaven and the earth to gain supreme merit and attain the holy status."
Another saint appeared. Following Nuwa's words, countless people in the ancient continent were secretly shocked.
Unexpectedly, among the seven disciples of Hongjun, two female disciples became saints one after another.
"Congratulations to Empress Nuwa!".
However, the event of sanctification is naturally a great joy. Almost all the creatures in heaven and earth opened their mouths and shouted loudly to celebrate Nuwa's sanctification.
However, about 70% of the merits that fell from the void fell into Nuwa's body, helping her achieve the holy status. However, the remaining 20% or so fell into Dongfang Yu's body.
Obviously, Dongfang Jade also contributed a lot to the emergence of this human race, so it received part of the merit.
The last ten percent left were dispersed among these human races and connected by fate; since then, there has been an inseparable bond between the human race, Dongfang Yu and Nuwa.
Dongfang Yu was surprised that Nuwa and Nuwa had successfully integrated virtue into their bodies. She didn't expect that she would also have such a gain.
But thinking about it, it was natural that he had made some efforts and gained some merit, so Dongfang Yu also kept these two merits with peace of mind.
After Nuwa became a saint, Dongfang Yu's eyes also fell on Nuwa. The energy tester flickered and beat, and the last energy value appeared in front of Dongfang Yu. It was also an energy value of about 490,000, which was similar to that of Hou.
Almost soil.
Obviously both of them are meritorious and enlightened, and their strength is almost the same.
After becoming a saint, Nuwa's whole person was of course different, not just in terms of pure strength.
After feeling the changes in her becoming a saint, Nuwa's eyes also fell on Dongfang Yu. She naturally saw the two successful virtues just now.
"Senior Sister Houtu is pretty good to you, she is really a good planner," Nuwa said softly.
"It turns out that Hou Tu had already planned it?" Dongfang Yu also understood from Nuwa's mouth.
Hou Tu gave the Nine Heavens Breathing Land to himself, and then lent his own hands to help Nu Wa create humans. It turned out that he was helping himself plan Nu Wa's merits.
"Well, if Empress Nuwa is not happy, I would like to return these two merits to you..." He stretched out his palm, and the power of golden merits appeared in Dongfang Yu's palm.
"No, you deserve all this, not to mention, thank you for taking care of me along the way. I'll go now. I hope you can become a saint soon."
After waving her hand, Nuwa naturally had no intention of taking back these two successful virtues. After giving Dongfang Yu a good encouragement, Nuwa left here without staying any longer.
Nuwa became a saint, and another person became a saint, which made many people's hearts become hot.
Hou Tu became a saint because she reincarnated in reincarnation and completed the way of heaven. Her method cannot be copied, but what about Nu Wa's sainthood? Her abilities can be copied, right? Can she create a new race?
Among these passionate people, Patriarch Styx is in the most urgent mood.
He owns the Netherworld Blood Sea. After thinking for a long time, the Styx Ancestor learned Nuwa's methods, spent endless energy, and also created a race in the Netherworld Blood Sea, creating a race of more than 10,000 people.
After coming out, Ancestor Minghe also announced to the world.
"I, Styx, today use the power of the Netherworld Blood Sea to create a clan of my own, named Asura, to warn the world."
Styx's voice echoed between heaven and earth. As his words fell, a piece of merit fell from the void and sank directly into Styx's body.
Using merit to improve his cultivation, Minghe could feel that his cultivation level was getting higher and higher. He even used the power of these merits to behead his own good corpse. From then on, he had beheaded two corpses.
However, the merits stopped at this point, and the cultivation naturally stopped, which made Ming He stunned.
"How is it possible? The human race created by Nuwa only has a few thousand, and her merit can make her a saint. But I created an Asura tribe of more than 10,000 people, and the merit is only this small? Why is this?".
Although there are merits, the gap between them and his imagination is too big, which makes it difficult for Ancestor Minghe to accept. Could it be that the way of heaven is sometimes unfair?
Ancestor Styx created a new race and wanted to imitate Nuwa's methods. Naturally, many great powers in the ancient continent were observing in secret. They saw that he spent so much energy to create the Asura clan, but the merits he obtained were not enough.
This made countless people who wanted to imitate secretly shake their heads and pause their thoughts of imitating.
Time has passed leisurely for decades. In these decades, Dongfang Yu has not thought of leaving the ancient continent, but has been secretly observing the reproduction and reproduction of the human race.
The newly born human race is extremely fragile to this primitive land. Not to mention natural disasters and the environment, many ferocious beasts and even monsters are forces that the human race cannot resist.
Over the past few decades, Dongfang Yu has been secretly observing everything about the human race, and has naturally seen all the hardships these human races have suffered. She is eager to help, but she also understands that these are things that the human race must go through.
pain.
Without these sufferings, how could human beings become the protagonists of future generations?
Just like some eagles, when they grow up to a certain level, their parents will push the baby eagle off the cliff. Either the baby eagle will fall to death, or it will learn to fly in a life-or-death crisis.
Only the eagle that learns to fly under this hardship can become the overlord of the sky in the future. The current human race is like a baby eagle.
Although Dongfang Yu was anxious, she did not help.
For decades, Dongfang Yu has been observing the reproduction of the human race, watching the human race suffer hardships again and again, but like a small piece of grass under a big stone, it survives with perseverance. This makes Dongfang Yu secretly feel in her heart.
I was moved and my mood became very peaceful.
Regarding the creation of the Asura clan by Styx, but receiving very little merit, this attracted the attention of Laozi, the leader of the Three Pure Ones.
He understood that the reason for the amount of merit should not be the reason for the creation of the race, but should be related to the human race itself.
Curious in his heart, I personally came to a gathering place of human races, transformed into an old man, and quietly watched the human tribes.
Sure enough, the human race is very fragile, too weak compared to other races.
Not to mention a scourge, a simple miasma or a rain may cause people to be poisoned and sick, thus taking the lives of human beings.
"What's so special about this human race?" I have been secretly observing the human race for several years, but I still feel puzzled.
The human race is born with the form of the Tao body, which is something that no other race has. It seems that the human race should be able to practice faster than other races.
But the strength of the human race is too weak. How could Nuwa become a saint by creating the human race?
After pondering hard and pondering, finally one day I felt something in my heart and had an epiphany.
Although lichs and lichs coexist in this world, these human races are perseverant. As time goes by, these human races may occupy a place in the ancient continent in the future, and even become the protagonists of the world!
"By the way, this human race is the destined protagonist of Heaven! Therefore, if Nuwa creates humans, Heaven will have great merits! Only in this way does it make sense!" When I thought of this, I felt a kind of clearing up the clouds in my heart.
feeling.
Now that I already know that the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, of course I also understand the opportunity for my own sainthood.
Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth and let out the sound of the great road, which resounded throughout the ancient land:
"I, Lao Tzu, one of the Three Pure Ones, have now created a religion called the Human Religion. I am determined to educate the human race and serve as a warning to heaven and earth!".