Zhunti Jieyin, who returned, and Sanqing and others began to discuss how to earn merit.
But after some reflection, they discovered that the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the Yuanshen did not react at all.
This made them very disappointed. There was no response from the Hongmeng Purple Qi, indicating that the Creation Race seemed useless to them.
"Is it only suitable for Nuwa to create ethnic groups and sanctify her?" This is a common thought among several people.
"It seems it's not that simple. If it's a simple sanctification, it would be a joke." Several people thought this way.
Kunlun Mountain!
"Brother?" Yuan Yuan and Tongtian asked, looking at Laozi who woke up from trance.
"No." I shook my head helplessly and said: "It seems that our guess is correct. It is very simple to simply create a race, but it is impossible to become a saint, and it is impossible to create a magical race like the human race.
Creatures.”
Yuan Yuan and Tong Tian nodded after hearing this.
Indeed, the human race is very miraculous. They are born with an innate Tao body, with one element as the body, yin and yang as the male and female, occupying the three talents of heaven, earth and man, the four poles and four limbs, the five elements, heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidney, Liuhe...eight meridians, twelve meridians, three eight and sixty five
Acupoints... one hundred and twenty-nine thousand, six hundred orifices...
It is simply a small world, which is simply magical.
You are born with these things, and you won’t know if you don’t examine them carefully. But once you know them, you will understand the magic of the human race.
"Yes! Saint Nuwa created the human race. It is said that it was the colorful soil and the holy water given by Tao Zun, as well as the training cauldron given by Tao Zun. It must not be simple." Yuan Dao.
Tongtian said: "So, it is impossible to create a race to become a saint?"
Although I and Yuan didn't want to admit it, they had to nod.
"Hey, chance, chance, nothing is possible without chance." The three brothers shook their heads helplessly.
Like the three brothers, the two Zhunti brothers in the West also encountered this situation and it didn't work.
but……
Some people were excited.
The River Styx in the sea of blood has returned under the "magnanimity" of the Witch Clan.
He couldn't do it without coming back. The Sea of Blood needed him to suppress his luck, so he came into being. The so-called Sea of Blood never dries up, and the River Styx never dies. In addition to showing his power, it also has this meaning.
In this way, the Styx returned to the Sea of Blood.
Although he was still on the outskirts of the Blood Sea, Styx was already very satisfied, and he did not want to experience the pain of leaving the Blood Sea again.
After realizing that Nuwa created humans and made them saints, Styx, who majored in the ways of blood and souls, suddenly realized that Nuwa could create humans and achieve great merits and become saints. Why couldn't he himself?
So after some exploration, Styx was finally confident of creating a race.
"Haha, second brother, our chance for revenge has come. When eldest brother becomes a saint, it will be the time to drive away the Witch Clan." Ming He said excitedly.
"Brother, are you sure?" Mosquito Taoist asked.
"Don't worry, I'm 90% sure to create a clan. I've already thought of a name. Let's call it the Asura clan."
Seeing Ming He's confident look, Taoist Mosquito was also happy. Since the eldest brother is so confident, he will just keep an eye on it.
"Brother, feel free to do it. As long as you succeed, it will be our time to fight back against the Witch Clan."
"Well, second brother, wait and see me create Asura."
I saw the Styx flying in the air.
"The way of heaven is above. Today, I, the Ming River, want to create a clan, the Asura clan. I see that the killings in the world are endless, and the desires of all living beings are hard to satisfy. The Lord Asura kills and maims, and casts souls with blood..."
"Asura, come out!"
"Rumble"
When Styx's actions revealed the way of heaven, they were detected by countless powerful beings.
The most shocking thing is the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan is a little dumbfounded. Could it be that the Styx Ancestor wants to create a clan and become a saint in the future?
This is simply too subversive.
If the Styx becomes a saint, wouldn't the Witch Clan be doomed?
Immediately, countless witch clans were shocked, especially the Twelve Ancestral Witches. They were instantly furious and planned to fight Styx to the death.
"Fellow Taoists, please stop, Minghe has sworn to Heaven. If you interfere easily, I'm afraid Heaven will be angry and punish you!" Xuangui stopped the ancestral witches in a cold sweat.
"Xuangui Dao, the Styx River is going to be sanctified, and it must be stopped even if it is punished." Zhu Jiuyin said angrily.
"Haha..." Xuangui laughed, "Don't worry, everyone, he is just a clown in the Styx. He has neither the purple energy nor the wisdom to pick up people's teeth. Do you think becoming a saint is so simple? Do you think it is possible, friend Zhujiu?"
"
"Uh?" Zhu Jiuyin was suddenly startled, then patted his head, having forgotten in his excitement.
I have deduced many times that it is impossible to create a group of people to be holy. How could I forget it?
It's all this damn Styx, I'm almost confused.
"Brother?" The other eleven ancestral witches didn't know. Seeing the eldest brother's blushing and embarrassed look, they asked worriedly.
"Ahem, brother, I'm in a trance. Creating a tribe to be a saint is suitable for Nuwa Saint. Styx is impossible. Besides, he doesn't have the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so he almost missed the big event." Zhu Jiuyin said with a bitter smile.
Styx swore an oath to Heaven, and founded a clan under the witness of Heaven. If he attacks Styx at this time, it would be tantamount to provoking Heaven, and the consequences may be very painful.
Just now I just thought that Styx would succeed, so I planned to do it no matter the cost.
But he forgot his own deduction. Except for Nuwa, it is impossible for anyone else to create the sanctification of the ethnic group.
"That? Big brother?"
"Don't worry about it, he can't succeed in the Styx River, he can't catch anything." Zhu Jiuyin was full of confidence.
"That's wrong!" Xuangui disagreed again.
"Fellow Taoist?" Zhu Jiuyin was startled, why did you specifically oppose me today? It was you who blocked me, and now it's you who refutes me?
"The River Styx is not simple. Do you still remember what Tao Zun said? It came into being at the right time. In short, it should be successful, but becoming a saint is completely impossible." Xuangui fooled him.
He could not say that Styx would succeed in founding the Asura clan, but becoming a saint was impossible.
"Phew! That's good." The ancestral witches breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he doesn't become a saint, that's fine. As for creating a race, even if he creates it, at the level of Styx, what kind of climate can the race he creates become?
Anyway, it's better than being punished by heaven.
…………
When the top executives are waiting to see Styx jokes, while the creatures at the bottom feel that another saint is about to be born.
Sure enough, the Asura race created by Styx was successful. The men were ugly and the women were beautiful. The men and women were modeled after the human race by Styx, but Asuras could not combine men and women to give birth to the next generation.
This makes Styx very disappointed. Compared with the human race, although the Asura clan is very strong, its development potential is not comparable to that of the human race.
However, even so, when Asura succeeds in his creation, merit will still fall from the sky.
This frightened the top Mighty Sanqing and others into silence, and they quickly exclaimed: Impossible.
Because they have tried it out, it is easy to create a race and it is impossible to obtain merit, but this Styx River actually has merit.
Could it be?
The top powers are scared.
Even the Wu clan was confused and even looked at Xuangui angrily, wondering what to do.
"Ha ha……"
Styx was very excited and felt that he had succeeded.
Under the influence of merit, his realm instantly broke through the middle stage. When Styx thought it would continue to improve?
Gone?
Just gone!!?
Ming He's expression changed instantly: "The way of heaven is unfair!"
Styx roared in frustration, why could Nuwa become a saint and raise herself to a higher level?
This is so unfair?
The Wu Clan and the powerful men were startled, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, it's okay. It just improved the realm, not becoming a saint." They sighed.
Even so, they are envious of Styx, because if they create a tribe, it will be very simple to successfully create it, and forget about merit.
The fact that Styx can obtain merit is enough for them to envy.
As for why others later laughed at the wisdom of picking up people's teeth in the River Styx?
That's because they are jealous and envious.
They couldn't do it, but Styx did it, so he was naturally jealous.
Therefore, the message circulating that Styx overestimates his capabilities is actually a deliberate attempt to discredit him.
Apart from anything else, if they can get merit, they are willing to do so even if they cannot become a saint. In any case, having merit means that their cultivation level has improved.
Do you really think that the powerful ones have never tried it? They have all tried it, but they have not achieved any merit, so they are jealous of Styx and discredit Styx.
However……
The River Styx is the River Styx, and when others thought it was nothing more than that, he did not give up.
"No, no, it's obviously successful. Why are there so few merits, but the state has reached the quasi-sage stage, and it's even impossible to kill two corpses?"
"That's right." Styx was in a trance for a while, "I can continue to build, this family is obviously not perfect."
Thinking of this, Styx began the great cause of continuing to create races.
Even the powerful people who have been paying attention are confused. What happened to the Styx? Do you think you have little merit and plan to accumulate it through quantity?
Taichu, who was only paying attention, smiled slightly. The entire Asura clan is composed of four clans. Styx only created one. There should be three more clans, collectively called the Asura clan.
Sure enough, after Styx continued to swear an oath to heaven, Styx used all his skills, including essence and blood, soul, and origin, to start creating a group of people using his three major foundations.
At this moment, Styx was shining, and many powerful people were stunned. They admired Styx and admired Styx's attitude.
"God is above..."
"Boom"
As a result, after Minghe continued to create three tribes with confidence, Heaven really felt it and sent down merit.
As a result, Styx immediately beheaded two corpses, but when he thought it was more than that, the merit was gone, and then... it was gone.
And there is a clear understanding that the creation of the race is complete, and it is useless to continue to create, which makes Styx a little desperate.
"The ways of heaven are unfair, the ways of heaven are unfair!"
The angry Styx felt as if he was deflated and could not be undone. He secretly deduced that the merits of creating his own ethnic group were complete.
There will be no merit in recreating it, it will be the same as the previous powerful ones.
"ah"
The Styx neighed, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief and said to themselves: How exciting!
The helpless Styx named the most powerful of the four tribes: Tianbo Xun, Brahma, Lust, and Shiva.
In addition, there are four great demon generals: Indra, Vishnu, Rutra, and the Demon Mother.
The vigorous creation of the Asura clan finally came to an end amidst everyone's anxiety. Everyone in the Wu clan broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that the Styx could turn the world upside down, but this was the result.
However, Styx's actions did make many people envious. Many people who did not understand the power began to secretly create ethnic groups.
The result is obvious, not at all possible.
All the energy, blood, soul and some precious spiritual materials were spent, but in the end it was all in vain.
They cursed the River Styx for causing harm to people.
For a period of time after that, many people laughed at Styx for not overestimating his abilities.
It was not until nearly ten thousand years later that the act of creating humans to gain merit slowly stopped.
Many great powers have realized clearly that it is not possible to make people become saints. They have been carried away before. Nuwa's sainthood is filled with Hongmeng Purple Qi. If just one random person can create a group of people and become saints, how can it be so great?
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