Huang Si threw the task of racial design to the four of them, Bei Xuan, Shi Fang, Huang Shui, and Moxia, and asked Xiao Ke to hand over some Western myths, legends, fantasy, and so on to the four of them.

They want to design the species according to the style of this world.

All four of them have worked in biological laboratories and are familiar with the body structure of various organisms. All they have to do is to add, delete and modify body parts based on the life forms already existing in the green world.

Huang Si is ready to choose from the assignments they have handed in, edit them in the illustrated book, and create new creatures that have only been in fantasy before.

To this end, he issued a general design direction.

First of all, the elves of the elven world. Should be designed to be a skinny, taller, long-lived race than the Terrans.

Then there are the Dwarves, who are supposed to be designed to be shorter than the Terrans, with great strength and stamina, and live in the Underworld.

In addition to this, there are all kinds of monsters, orcs, and so on.

Everything is in the early stages, and it will take a long time for the illustrated book of the light and dark world to be perfected.

……

Yuan He came to Wuran Star first through the teleportation array.

There are not many people on the Wuran Star, it is extremely deserted, most of the people are cultivators, and it is a typical cultivator planet.

Yuan He pretended to be a casual cultivator from a small planet and asked the locals for news.

Judging from the reactions of the locals, it seems that no sect has paid attention to Shangming Huangxing for the time being.

However, it is not excluded that the news has not yet spread.

After gathering some more information, he traveled to the next planet.

He stayed on each planet for about seven to ten days.

When Huang Si found him, Yuan He had already arrived on the third planet.

The planet is slightly livelier than the previous two, and there are a lot of people on the streets, both monks and ordinary people. However, the specific level of cultivation is similar to that of Ming Huangxing, and most of them are monks below the Mahayana period.

Enga walked around the city, and a book hovered in the air above the city.

The light was deflected as it passed the book, so that no one could see it at all.

Huang Si's soul temporarily took the book as its essence, and his consciousness swept over the city below.

There is nothing particularly noteworthy in the city.

"Yuanga, I'm near you."

Huang Si made a conscious call to Yuan He.

"Master, you're here too. Is there anything I need to do? ”

In order to facilitate the call, Yuan He hurriedly walked to the mouth of an alley in a secluded place and stood still.

"You've passed through three planets, have you found the kind of person who is suitable for my family? Is that the kind of person whose cultivation is higher or almost higher than you, but who is threatened with death, or who is dead and has only his soul left? ”

"There are almost no true immortals here, and there are not many scattered immortals." Yuan He shook his head, "Our neighborhood is a relatively remote place, and true immortals rarely come over." ”

"You go to the city to see if there is such a place to take on the task, I wonder if I will just run into a scattered immortal who is going to be resurrected, or go to the auction house to see if there are any true immortal souls listed for sale?"

Enga: "......"

He felt that the master's brain was really big, and his ideas were different from ordinary people.

Huang Si didn't care about Yuanhe's thoughts, and sent Yuanhe to the mission hall that was relatively close.

The place where you take the task is basically to exchange messages, just find any one.

He himself continued to sweep the planet with his consciousness until he found the largest auction house on the planet.

A thought condensed, and a prosthetic body appeared at the door of the auction house.

The structure of this body is exactly the same as that of the human race, and its appearance is very ordinary, even if a true immortal comes, he can't see anything unusual.

Huang Si walked to the entrance of the auction house and was stopped by a tall, guard-looking man.

"Monk, do you have a sign?"

"Brand?"

"If you don't have a brand, go to the reception on the side to apply, at least during the gathering period, don't waste time if you can't cultivate."

With a hint of impatience on his face, the guard held a halberd and pointed to the side.

At this time, a man wearing a monk's uniform of gold and silver thread walked over.

The guard greeted him, and the man patted him on the waist, and a silver sign jingled.

"It's the Grand Monk of the Yuan Shen, please!"

The guard nodded and ushered the man in.

Huang Si glanced at his sign.

"This is my sign, now I'm going in."

Huang Si raised his hand, and there was an identical silver sign in his hand.

The guard was stunned for a moment, then sneered.

"Why are you a fool to think of Lao Tzu? Each brand has a number, and your number is exactly the same as the previous one. Thought that if you imitated the silver medal of the Great Monk's Chamber of Commerce with something, you would be able to enter? If you don't get out of here, I'll call someone to arrest you and put you in prison!" ”

At this time, another person passed by, and the man took out a bronze medal and shook it.

"Please come in, please come in."

The guard smiled and bowed again.

The man didn't go in immediately, glanced at Huang Si, and grinned at the corner of his mouth:

"Where did you come from, you don't have any cultivation at all, I'm afraid you haven't started yet."

"You see he's not getting started yet? Yo, mortals still dare to come here, I'm afraid that if they don't accidentally bump into it, their lives will be gone. ”

The guards have never seen Huang Si's cultivation, he still thinks that his realm is too low to see, and now the monks in the Dan cultivation period can see that this person has not cultivated, so he naturally has no scruples.

The man with the bronze medal frowned, and said to the guard: "Do you know that the mortals who are here to make trouble should not hurry away?" Mortals are very dirty, all over the body, and when I see him standing at the door of the auction house, I feel that the ground is dirty, and it is disgusting. ”

The guards had some slander in their hearts, in fact, this person was just a bronze medal, and he was not a great monk, so he would talk about them as gatekeepers.

Thinking in his heart, he didn't stop in his hand, and hit it with the halberd, "Do you hear me, mortal." Get out! ”

Huang Si didn't say much, and took a step forward.

In an instant, a momentum that only true immortals have rose from the ground.

The whole street became as silent as death.

Even the birds that were still chirping and the insects that were still crowing quieted down.

Every monk felt that a huge and terrifying existence exuded a vast and boundless aura, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out for a while.

The nearest guard was so frightened that his legs and stomach trembled, and he couldn't stand steadily, and if he hadn't been afraid of attracting attention, he would have sat on the ground a long time ago.

And the monk who took the bronze medal peed straight away, and the hot dampness in his pants flowed down the trouser tube.

"Smack!"

A middle-aged male passerby suddenly came over on the side of the road and slapped the bronze medalist in the face.

This blow was so heavy that the monk was slapped to the ground and slid more than a meter away.

The passerby punched the bronze medalist in the mouth again.

With this punch, the mouth bloomed directly, and the blood of the teeth flew out and fell to the ground.