"We are waiting to meet the saint Nuwa, and wish the saint Nuwa, the holy life is boundless, and the immortal blessing will be enjoyed forever."

At the same time, the three Qings of Kunlun Mountain, the Western Zhun Ti, the introduction, the two demon emperors of the Heavenly Court, the ten demon saints, the twelve ancestors of Buzhou Mountain, the Blood Sea Styx, and the Yuanzi of Wanshou Mountain Town, all got up one after another.

With solemn faces and respect, they bowed in the direction of Fengqi Mountain to show their respect for the saint.

On the top of Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa stood in mid-air, thought about it, and continued.

"The birth of the human race, although it is a congenital Dao body, but the body is weak, within 10,000 years, the desolate ten thousand races, you can't make a move on the human race!"

Nuwa created a man, that seven-colored mud ball, a total of 129,600 human races, and the art of unity yuan.

These human races, although they are all innate Dao bodies, have not embarked on the path of cultivation.

It was the three people that Nuwa pinched out at the beginning, and their bodies were baptized by the supreme innate aura.

In terms of combat power, he is only barely equivalent to a monk in the realm of earth immortals.

Such human races, not to mention only about 120,000, are a thousand times more numerous, ten thousand times more numerous.

In the vast wilderness, it also seems incomparably small.

It simply can't withstand the hunting of those powerful races.

And with a protection period of 10,000 years, it can be regarded as giving the human race a chance to buffer.

According to Nuwa's idea, after 10,000 years, how can the human race have some self-preservation power, right?

After Nuwa finished speaking, she thought of the scene when Daozu preached and Zixiao Palace preached.

Now that she has preached, she should also repay the famine, she said aloud.

"I preach today, and I will preach in the chaos in three thousand years, and all my monks can come and listen."

"We are grateful to the saint Nuwa for her grace in preaching."

As soon as they heard that Nuwa was about to preach again, the monks of all the races in the desolate wilderness were all boiling, and a flash of longing, excitement, excitement, and joy flashed in their eyes!

Among these people, or the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace back then, they had received great benefits from listening to Dao Ancestor's preaching.

Or he was born a little late, and he did not experience the Daluo monk during the preaching period of the Taoist ancestor.

They knew very well how much good a saint could do to the monks under the saint.

As for the monks under the Great Luo Golden Immortal of the Flood Wilderness, there was a trace of regret on their faces, unwilling.

In the chaos, there are earth, fire, water, wind, chaos storms, and chaos beasts.

At the very least, you have to reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal to initially set foot in Chaos.

Even so, if Da Luo Jin Immortal stepped into chaos, it would be extremely dangerous.

So generally speaking, in the midst of the desolation, dare to set foot in the realm of chaos.

Except for some Da Luo Jin Immortals, who are not deadly, they are almost all quasi-saint monks.

They don't even have the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian, so naturally they can't participate in Nuwa's chaotic preaching, which is equivalent to losing a supreme opportunity in vain, which is a pity.

On Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa restrained the aura of the Holy Dao on her body, and her body had a touch of holy charm and a hint of coldness compared to before.

Between the gestures, it is extraordinary, and there is a taste of the unity of nature and man.

"Master Gongming's nephew?"

She smiled faintly at Zhao Gongming, like a hundred flowers in full bloom.

Once you become sanctified, even your state of mind is very different, as if everything in the world, many things, has become less important.

The saint already has the capital to overlook the flood and regard all living beings as ants.

"Teacher and nephew. At. ”

At this time, Zhao Gongming was still stunned, there was no him, just because Nuwa was too generous.

That's the supreme merit of enlightenment, and that's how he divides one-tenth of it.

At this time, Zhao Gongming only felt that his own merit and luck had reached the strongest point ever.

That huge luck, even Zhao Gongming couldn't bear it, and had to share part of the treasure money.

Such a huge amount of luck flowed into the treasure money, and it became golden.

A trace of golden brilliance continued to overflow outside, and it was obvious that Luobao's money was also overwhelmed.

"Congratulations to my sister for her enlightenment, sanctification, and brotherhood, she can be regarded as having an unshakable backer."

Fu Xi watched Nuwa testify with his own eyes, and a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Why are hundreds of millions of living beings in the wilderness tirelessly pursuing the realm of saints?

The saint represents eternity, who has survived thousands of calamities without grinding, stained with cause and effect without staining, always present with the heavens, and coexist with the Tao.

Even if it is a calamity, the saint can transcend it, not be disturbed by the qi of the calamity, and be alone.

Of course, if the saint takes the initiative to enter the tribulation, under the shroud of the calamity, he will also fall into the calamity.

After all, Nuwa's identity back then was the head of the demon sect, and there was a big causal entanglement with the demon clan.

Now that Nuwa has preached, he no longer has to worry about Nuwa blending into the struggle between the lichs under the weight of the calamity.

Nuwa smiled and said, "Brother and I are still polite, this time, if it weren't for the fact that Master Gongming's nephew woke up the person in his dream with a word, and also gave me a large amount of three-light divine water, nine heavens resting soil, I don't know when I will be able to preach." ”

Zhao Gongming said, "The merit of sanctification, Uncle Nuwa has shared as much as one percent of me, this is the supreme opportunity, what are those three-light divine waters, and the nine-day resting soil?" ”

Nuwa smiled, then looked at the human race on Fengqi Mountain, which was all over the mountain, and couldn't help frowning.

"There are many human races, how should we settle them next?"

Fu Xi opened his mouth and said, "Anyway, the human race was also born on Fengqi Mountain, let's be near the foot of Fengqi Mountain, and it won't take much trouble to open up a residence for them." ”

When Nuwa heard this, she quickly shook her head, "It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate." ”

On Fengqi Mountain, the place is very large, accommodating more than 120,000 people.

But you must know that these 120,000 people are all mortals in the flesh, ordinary people, and they cannot be left behind in eating, drinking, and Lazar every day.

Yes, there is also an important movement, making people at night!

As long as Nuwa thought that in the future, Fengqi Mountain would be full of sneering sounds, piled up into a hill-like feces, noisy, and there would never be a quiet sound, Nuwa couldn't help but shudder.

If that's the case, Fengqi Mountain, how can you stay?

The relationship between Fuxi and Nuwa for hundreds of millions of years is so deep, as soon as Nuwa is like this, Fuxi knows what Nuwa is worried about.

So he smiled bitterly, "Then how do you say how to settle them, they are all a group of mortals, mortals in the flesh, if you find a place at random and settle them down, the flood is sinister and dangerous, even if the monks of all races don't attack them, just the harsh environment, how can they survive in the flood wilderness." ”

Just when Nuwa was entangled, Zhao Gongming spoke.

"Uncle Nuwa, I have a way to let the human race recuperate, not to mention that it is very comfortable, but there is no danger of natural disasters in life."

"Where?"

Nuwa suddenly became interested.

"Tokai!"

"East China Sea? That's the territory of the dragon clan, how to settle the dragon clan? ”

Nuwa frowned slightly, the Dragon Clan, one of the three innate clans, even if it suffered a heavy blow in the Longhan Tribulation, the foundation is still unimaginably deep.

"When I traveled to the East China Sea before, I helped the Dragon Clan solve a big problem, and I told my master to include the Dragon Clan's dragon son in my Shangqing lineage, I think I will not refuse to make such a small request."

"So that's the case, the land of the East China Sea is rich in products, and if the human race lives in the East China Sea, they don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and they can reproduce with confidence."

Nuwa nodded seriously, "Then it's troublesome for Master Gongming's nephew." ”

(End of chapter)