For this descendant of Bi Fang who tried to on the head of the Creation God, Yang Shou smiled, stroking its trembling body, its fiery red feathers shining, and it was still passively fluttering flames.

"Creator, in the ancient mythology of the divine realm, there is a divine bird reborn from the fire, perhaps...... It's the same thing as it. ”

Fu Brain flickered, and his gaze was also condensed on the bird in Yang Shou's palm.

It is a descendant of Bi Fang, cultivated in Petri Dish No. 2, and is born with the ability to fire, which can be called a walking fire-setting machine.

In this regard, Yang Shou was also quite looking forward to it, and then ......

Stretching out his hand and throwing it gently, an invisible force dragged the descendants of Bi Fang towards the Fusang Sacred Tree that exuded high temperature.

Sensing the danger, it flapped its wings constantly, but to no avail, the force that pulled it was immense, and in the face of this power, it was like a wave in the vast ocean, insignificant.

Yang Shou and Fu Nao intently observed the descendants of Bi Fang who climbed the Fusang tree, and the moment it touched the Fusang tree with only one foot, it seemed to be scalded, and it kept jumping.

One foot kept jumping, and at the same time emitted a miserable scream of pain, and the whole feather was a little charred for a moment, giving off a strange smell.

Yang Shou turned his head and looked at Fu Brain: "It won't hang up, right?"

Fu Nao analyzed it for a while, and replied very seriously: "No, after analysis, this bird is a descendant of Bi Fang, and it has a strong ability to withstand flames, so it will not be scalded to death by the high temperature of the Fuso Divine Tree." ”

Sure enough, Fu Brain's analysis made a lot of sense, Yang Shou had already adjusted the time flow rate of the Fusang Divine Tree to three hundred years per minute, and the descendants of Bi Fang had spent the first three hundred years that were the most difficult to adapt.

Because the skin of the Fusang Sacred Tree under his feet is too hot, every time the descendants of Bi Fang touch the Sacred Tree, they have to jump up, which looks very funny.

"Fu Brain, although it survived from the Fuso tree, but ...... Don't lay eggs. ”

Yang Shou looked at the descendants of Bi Fang, who had been bouncing for three hundred years, and looked at Fu Brain.

This proposal was first put forward by Fu Brain, and the Fuso Sacred Tree has been created, simulating the conditions for the birth of the golden crow in ancient mythology, and it is almost an egg.

Fu Nao said unhurriedly: "As far as I know, this bird ...... It's male. ”

Hearing this, a few black lines appeared on Yang Shou's forehead, he was only looking at the Fusang tree just now, and he forgot to check the gender of this Bi Fang descendant.

How do males lay eggs?

"So that means I'm going to find a wife for it?"

Fu Brain said very seriously: "That's right, and try to need an excellent physical body and good qualifications, this Kun I have tested, it is actually the king of Bi Fang's descendants, the physical body is strong, about equivalent to a sixth-level powerhouse, but it has never mated, and it has not given birth to descendants." ”

Yang Shou glanced at the miserable Bi Fang descendants who had been jumping on the Fusang Divine Tree, and didn't know what to say.

This virtue, on your own head, or the king of Bifang?

Yang Shou didn't know what to say, so he could only travel to the desolate land with Fu Brain to help the future father of the Golden Crow find his wife.

The dignified creator god is in charge of heaven and earth, and now he has to manage mating.

But then again, this king of Bifang has become a king, he has no wife, he has never mated, and he is a single dog, which is really a shame.

Yang Shou couldn't help but slander a few words, with a fu brain, in a thought, across the mountains, rivers and seas, like a giant, leaving an indelible figure in the desolate beings.

Countless living beings looked up at the sky and watched the giants walk between heaven and earth, with a majestic posture and radiant light.

That light naturally emitted by the Fu Brain, as long as it thought, it would emit all kinds of light, and at this time it was rapidly investigating where the excellent Mu Bi Fang's descendants would be.

On the island of life, an invisible body awoke from its slumber and muttered two notes: "The First God ......"

It is the consciousness that was born in the desolate world, that is, the consciousness of the tortoise shell of the desolate world.

In millions of years, its consciousness gradually became complete, but when the heavens and the earth first opened, the figure of the enlightened and evolving beings has been firmly engraved in its memory, indelible.

With a single thought, it moved thousands of miles and levitated in front of Yang Shou, the void figure, even the Fu Brain could not be detected, only Yang Shou could perceive it.

Yang Shou frowned, paused, looked at the emptiness in front of him, and before he could speak, he heard a clumsy voice coming out: "Flood ...... Meet the First God ......"

At the beginning, the word Honghuang was still a name that he took casually.

The First God?

Yang Shou thought about it and immediately understood, I'm afraid that the flood consciousness remembered what he looked like when he first opened the world, and regarded himself as the first god, that is, the creator god, the meaning of the creator?

As the God of Creation, it is natural to maintain a compulsive character, Yang Shou nodded lightly, waved his hand, and motioned for the desolate consciousness to get out of the way.

Hong Huang consciousness was like a well-behaved child at this moment, respectfully letting go, but at the same time, he couldn't help but let out an intermittent voice: "I don't know...... The First God ...... What are you looking for......? Maybe...... Can...... Help......"

Yang Shou raised his eyebrows and said his request for a high-quality female Bi Fang.

After hearing this, the consciousness of the flood was stunned for a while, but immediately this was a trivial matter, it was a thought, the entire flood and desolate land, all the mother Bi Fang appeared within a radius of a kilometer.

Yang Shou was almost startled when he looked at the sudden scene, and couldn't help frowning when he looked at the descendants of Bi Fang who were chattering one by one.

He finally knew why the Bi Fang descendant had always been a bachelor.

The relationship is atavistic on it, and the size is huge, countless times that of ordinary Bi Fang, and no mother Bi Fang can match it......

If nothing else, it will be a bachelor for the rest of its life.

"The First God...... Yes or no...... There are other ...... Ask for ......"

Seeing Yang Shou frowning, Hong Huang consciously thought that he had not done something well, and hurriedly asked.

Yang Shou shook his head, it was too difficult for the Flood Consciousness to make the other Bi Fang appear atavistic phenomena, but for Yang Shou......

It's a breeze.

He waved his hand, allowing the Honghuang consciousness to move over some of the male Bi Fang descendants, and then enveloped the area where half of the female Bi Fang's descendants were located, and began to accelerate time in front of the Hong Huang consciousness.

One second, ten thousand years!

Rumble!

Rewind time and space!

Seeing such a magical scene for the first time, Hong Huang couldn't help but let out a sound of horror, amazed, and became more and more respectful to Yang Shou.

Manipulating time, speeding up wantonly, this ...... How terrifying, how majestic?!

A power that only the First God can grasp!

At this time, the consciousness of the desolation, like the most devout believer, followed Yang Shou's side, respectfully.

These Bi Fang have lived and died and multiplied for an unknown number of generations, and after a million years, there is finally a nine-headed atavistic Bi Fang with a body like a sparrow.

Yang Shou glanced at the nine-headed Bi Fang, and his face couldn't help but darken.

Eight-headed male?

Fortunately, there is a mother, which makes Yang Shou a little speechless, these extraordinary creatures, the larger they are, the more difficult it seems to be to give birth to offspring, especially the mother, as the key to reproduction, the most difficult to be born.

"I will multiply the golden crow for the desolate world, and you will return. ”

Yang Shou waved his hand, returning the Flood Desolation Consciousness to the Island of Life, and he continued to cultivate the Golden Crow with the Fu Brain.

After Hong Huang consciously retreated respectfully, Yang Shou looked down at the Fu Brain on his shoulder, and couldn't help asking, "Why didn't you speak just now?"

The light of the Fu brain flickered, and he rarely simulated the emotion of fear, and said, "Just now...... An invisible force appeared, I didn't dare to investigate, I didn't dare to speak, it was even more terrifying than the Great Sage!"

Yang Shou frowned, just now when he saw the Honghuang consciousness, he tried his best to restrain his breath in front of him, so he didn't perceive the horror of the Honghuang consciousness.

If according to Fu Brain, the consciousness of the flood has grown to the peak of a half-step god?

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Shou understood that the speed of time here was too terrifying, and it was not strange that millions of years of cultivation had gone from a state of consciousness to this level of cultivation.

Fortunately, now he has readjusted the flow rate of the desolate world, trimming it to three thousand years a day.

"The space of this world is the largest, and with a small planet as a cultivation space, it stands to reason that the achievements should be far greater than the underground world. ”

During the hurry, Yang Shou groaned, thinking about the future development direction of the desolate world.

If nothing else, it should be the first seventh level to be born in this world, but ...... Both the way of runes and the way of wizards have huge flaws, and it is difficult to become gods, and I don't know what kind of avenue the flood consciousness will deduce, and whether it will also be flawed.

In front of the Fusang tree, Yang Shou retracted his thoughts, looked at Mu Bi Fang, who was trembling in his hand, and gently threw it towards the Fusang tree.

The king of Bi Fang was still jumping around at this time, and he didn't dare to touch the branches of the Fuso Divine Tree for a long time, and when he saw a Bi Fang with beautiful feathers and the same body size as it, he suddenly felt like he was in heat.

Since its ancestry, it has gained great strength and become the king of Bifang, but its size is too large......

The entire Bifang race, although the mother Bifang is it, it can't enjoy any of it.

At this time, when it saw Mu Bifang for the first time, it pounced on it and startled the other party.

In an instant, the fiery red feathers continued to fly, and Bi Fang, who was still enduring the scorching flames, was pressed against the Fusang Sacred Tree by the oncoming clan.

Hey, hey, hey......

Yang Shou looked a little embarrassed, and the light of the Fu Brain was scattered, and he was ashamed to record this precious first-hand information.

"According to the probability of conception in the divine realm, the probability of conception this time is only 30%, and the quality of the conceived offspring is low, so it is recommended to have an abortion. ”

Yang Shou: "???"

He wanted to know what Fu Brain had learned in Earth's database.

As if sensing that the creator was very disdainful of his proposal, Fu Nao continued to explain: "The divine realm advocates eugenics, and if the parents of the Golden Crow want to conceive, they naturally can't be sloppy, I suggest...... Give them a time to choose an auspicious day for the zodiac...... Scientifically deduce a reasonable date for the performance, and then conceive. ”

Yang Shou wanted to complain very much, the knowledge of conception in the divine realm seemed to be of little use to Bi Fang......

However, Fu Nao believes in the truth of the divine realm, and thinks that it can be used in all the heavens and all worlds.

"Well, since you are so interested, then this eugenics plan will be left to you to carry out. ”

In the end, Yang Shou handed over this task to the interested Fu Brain.

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