Chapter 134

In order to be able to give birth to a child smoothly, Luo Hu can be described as self-cultivation during the Lich Tribulation, with slender and soft fingers like jade bones, and the blood stained is less than one-tenth of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation period.

He learned another way to kill without seeing blood.

When the demon clan was weak, he would help the demon clan increase its strength, and when the witch clan was weak, he asked Yang Mei to send them exercises.

In the long run, the strength of the two lich clans is going hand in hand, Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array against the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, a killing field down, the number of fallen creatures is innumerable, the blood is watered on the Flood Continent, and the western part of the Flood Wilderness still maintains the feeling of a quiet place. Invisibly, Rahu was loved by the creatures in the western part of the wilderness, and he was surprised by the number of offerings he made every year.

When he inquired outside, it turned out that the creatures had taken him as a □□ in the desolate west.

Having oneself is a deterrent.

Rahu smiled proudly at Hongjun: "I am a good person. ”

Hongjun thoughtfully, "In this regard, you are indeed a good person in the hearts of the creatures in the western part of the wilderness, between good and evil, you can do great good, or you can do great evil......"

Seeing that he was about to enter the state of discourse, Rahu gagged his mouth and immediately separated.

"Do you know where Liansheng went?"

"He's traveling through the wilderness."

"Where's Tongtian?"

"He ran to look for Liansheng, but he hasn't found it yet."

"The technique of deduction through the heavens is too bad."

Luo Hu said with disgust, if it weren't for the poor deduction technique, how could he be fooled during the period of the god list, and regarded going against the sky as a matter of going along with the sky, and finally intercepted the sect and dispersed, leaving him a bare-bones commander.

Hongjun said pertinently: "His temperament follows Pangu a little. ”

Rahu is full of black lines, and he is a bear child all over the sky, but Pangu and Liansheng are definitely good children in some aspects.

"Forget it, let Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi catch it slowly." Rahu put their affairs aside and suddenly asked a strange question, "Can karma and merit coexist?" Will it affect each other? ”

"No, karma counts cause and effect, and the power of merit counts the luck given by heaven."

"Then I'll be relieved."

Rahu solved a puzzle, and the whole person was relaxed.

He can rest assured to grab the power of merit!

The power of merit during the Lich Tribulation is as great as a cow's hair, and preaching is Hongjun's merit, and he does not rob it; Houtu incarnates reincarnation, and he will never be able to come out of the power of merit in the underworld, and he is stupid to grab this; Heaven, earth, and man are married three times, is it possible that he wants to divorce twice for the power of this merit, and make up all three marriages? Heavenly Dao wouldn't let him fool him like this.

Thinking about the power of merit that must be snatched again, Rahu smiled.

Creation of man.

Mending the sky.

It seems that he is destined to be an enemy of Nuwa.

These two merits are enough to make anyone immortal. Although his future will be against the Heavenly Dao, but with merit and strong luck, the Heavenly Dao has to consider three points if he wants to move him.

"What are you thinking—" Hongjun looked at him, his eyes seemed to see everything.

"Rahu, tell me, don't do dangerous things."

"Not dangerous."

Rahu lay in his arms with a smile, his fingers wrapped around his white hair, like a big fox that was well fed and drunk.

"Merit is on a first-come, first-served basis, right?"

"Hmm."

Timing is very important, and Rahu understands this, so he is not too eager to create man. The appearance of humans represents the two Lich Clans from the peak to the end, playing the role of connecting the past and the future, and the current situation is too chaotic for humans to appear.

Rahu could do one thing ahead of time: learn how to create living beings.

It's not pointing, it's really creating.

Rahu began his experiments on Mount Meru, and by the way, he dug up a little bit of nine-day soil from under the chaotic hollow willow tree. Yang Mei squatted on the branch of the tree, looking at Rahu's actions curiously, this is collecting water and soil, is it to make a bowl of muddy water medicinal soup?

Yang Mei was convinced of the ferocity of Rahu.

"I said it in advance, I won't drink anything like you......"

"I won't give it yet."

Rahu glared at Yang Mei, who was not tempted after regaining his appearance, and then concentrated on studying how to mix and stir.

Yang Mei looked at the lump of mud, and then looked at Rahu's craftsmanship in kneading clay figures.

He couldn't help but laugh and ran away.

Soon after, Hongjun walked out of the Sumeru Palace to look at the situation, and was shocked to find that Rahu was dusty, his face was stained with mud, and his hands were stirring in a mixture of unknown things, taking out a ball of mud and pinching things.

Hongjun looked at it for a while and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing?" ”

Rahu said viciously: "Pinch the clay man! ”

Hongjun felt as if he couldn't keep up with Rahu's thinking.

He also squatted down and wiped the dirt from Rahu's face, Rahu looked at what he had pinched out, and then thought about the scene in the myth of Nuwa throwing dozens of clay figures with a rattan whip.

Comparisons are odious.

Luo Hu was unwilling to ask Hongjun for help, and struggled in the field of manual creation.

How long did Rahu do it, Hongjun accompanied him to wait under the tree, he looked at Rahu's hands carefully, and determined that Rahu was using the power of vitality contrary to the source, as if he wanted to make these dirt into essence?

Hongjun said: "It's not difficult to ignite, just use your power to instill it." ”

Rahu retorted, "What do I want to do with clay figurines?" ”

It has been a rule since ancient times that what is the ontology is what the other party is. If he ignites the soil, then the other party will be the root of the Nine Heavens Rest Soil mixed with water.

He's asking for a new species!

It's not a demon, it's not a witch, it's not a spiritual thing!

Hongjun helped him stand up and asked helplessly, "What do you want to do, tell me so I can help you." ”

Rahu said depressedly, "I want to create new beings. ”

Hongjun pondered for a moment.

He asked Rahu to sit on the stone bench on one side and sit on the other end, "Actually, you have already done it." ”

"Huh?" Rahu's eyes were confused.

Hongjun pointed to Rahu's abdomen, with a smile in his eyes, "You have it in your stomach." ”

After Luo Hu reacted, his face was strange, he and Hongjun's child were a fusion of two chaotic qis, and to some extent it was indeed a new species that appeared out of thin air, but even so, the child still had to hang the title of "Chaos Demon God".

Rahu was deflated, "That's not what I want. ”

Hongjun became a little interested, "Which one do you want, you might as well say it." ”

Rahu looked up at the sky and recalled the characteristics of human beings, "To be able to run and jump, the appearance is similar to ours, they must be smart and good at learning, and their qualifications do not need to be good, but their reproductive ability needs to be super ......."

Hongjun listened quietly to what he had to say, and understood that Rahu had already conceived it perfectly.

But that's not enough.

"Tell me the solution." Luo Hu talked for a long time, and found that Hongjun was silent, and suddenly there was no desire/hope to speak. Hongjun smiled and pointed out the problem: "Rahu, your biggest problem is your lack of comprehension of vitality and creation. ”

Rahu stinked, "I think I've learned pretty well." ”

Hongjun didn't know where his arrogance, "You are imitating, imitating my creative power, imitating Yang Mei's vitality power, how can this superficial thing create a truly unique creature." ”

Afraid that Luo Hu would be stubborn, Hongjun said again: "Didn't you find that Yang Mei ran away?" ”

Luo Hu disdainful, "What does it have to do with me whether he runs or not." ”

Hongjun betrayed Yang Mei casually, "He can't stand it anymore, he wants to laugh at you, but it's not good to laugh in person." ”

Rahu: "......"

"Yang Mei should be back in a few days." Hongjun took advantage of the situation and said, "Before he comes back, I can teach you the introduction of the way of creation, are you willing to listen to my preaching?" ”

Knowing that this was Hongjun's kindness, Luo Hu's narrow eyes swept away the fierce light, and he bit his lower lip, quite hesitant. If a young man from the Wu clan made such a gesture like him, he would definitely be able to tire people out and be tender on the inside. However, Rahu grew up to be amorous, with white skin and red lips, and when he looked at Hongjun with disgust, it seemed that a hundred steels had turned into finger wrapping.

Hongjun lowered his tone and smiled a little, "Okay?" ”

Rahu said, "Okay." ”

One sentence means that Rahu sold himself.

Hongjun will have reservations when preaching to others, taking into account the other party's state of mind cultivation and understanding, and he has to go from shallow to deep, which is particularly troublesome. The target of this sermon is Rahu, and if he doesn't show his real skills to preach, he may be ridiculed by Rahu.

Hongjun spoke very seriously and profoundly, and from the very beginning let Rahu enter the university classroom like a primary school student.

Rahu's expression distorted.

Hongjun, are you sure you're not kidding me?

In order to catch up with Hongjun's progress, he took out the best learning side of his life to absorb knowledge.

He didn't understand the way of creation, it didn't mean that he couldn't touch the analogy, and soon he began to seem to understand what Hongjun said, "The system of nothingness, the root of creation, the foundation of the gods, the source of heaven and earth, its great and unlimited, its subtle and invisible, vast and gratuitous......"

Rahu tried to think about the question of the origin of the world.

“…… Vientiane is born from it, the five tones are made by it, the living have the extreme, the successful will lose, the born is born, the ancient times are unchanging, this is called the Tao. ”

Rahu's forehead slammed against the table.

Hongjun continued, eager to express the mysteries of the desolate universe.

The scope of this sermon was very small, limited to the top of Mount Meru, and even Hongjun didn't want to leak these things to the creatures of the desolation in advance. In view of the fact that Yang Mei ran away, Liansheng was not there, Tongtian was not there, Garuda and Kong Xuan were wandering in the flood wilderness, and there were only two of them on the top of Mount Meru.

The sermon lasted for a long time, during which Yang Mei ran back once, but sat down for the first time.

His way of vitality and Hongjun's way of creation can confirm each other.

However, only Rahu listened to it and it was better to die than to die.

He was born to follow the path of killing, and similar paths can include destruction, death, killing, etc., and the difficulty of learning the way of creation is no less than that of a little magician born with fire attributes who suddenly went to practice water magic halfway, and also wanted to cultivate to the point of a law god.

This must not be an epiphany for ordinary people, but a fool.

A hundred years later.

Rahu fell asleep on the table.

Yang Mei looked at him, expressing his understanding, there were not many Chaos Demon Gods who could easily specialize in other Daos.

Hongjun stopped his interest in preaching, and then carefully picked up Rahu and sent him into the Sumeru Palace. Looking at Luo Hu sleeping beside him, Hongjun's fingers gently scraped his cheek, "I don't know if you still want to learn when you wake up." ”

Rahu frowned in his sleep, dodged what was on his face, and buried his face in the futon to sleep.

There was no magic sound in my ears, and the world seemed to be quiet. 166 Reading Network