Chapter Eighty-Five: Nuwa Creates Man
Nuwa thought for a long time, but suddenly smiled, took out a ball of soil, and carefully pinched the clay figure, the clay figure gradually took shape, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but be dumbfounded, it turned out that the clay figure was almost exactly what he used to be, and there seemed to be a little naΓ―ve on his face, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but worry in his heart, will there be trouble?
Nuwa finished pinching a clay figure, put it on the ground, and gently waved her hand to inject a stream of aura, and the clay figure really turned into a normal human size and jumped up and down. The clay figure felt his body carefully, and suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed to Nuwa, calling him mother, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Seeing that someone who is seven points similar to himself bows to Nuwa and calls her mother, this feeling is really ...... It's indescribably weird.
Nuwa couldn't help but chuckle a few times, but she didn't pay attention to the clay figure anymore, but took the soil and made another clay figure that was somewhat similar to herself, but Nuwa waved her hand and covered the body of the female clay figure, and also gave the surname Ling, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at the male clay figure carefully, only to find that this clay figure was unclothed at first.
Zhuang Xiong's heart was even more weird, looking at the male clay figure with the movement or the wind blowing, the way the birds swayed, and his brain didn't know where to go. In other words, Nuwa doesn't seem to have seen our body, right? How could it be so similar? Ignoring self-communication? Or, has she ever peeped at it? Zhuang Xiong's heart couldn't help but start, and he couldn't help but think about it for a moment, and he didn't know where he had gone.
Nuwa looked at the two villains who were seven points similar to Zhuang Xiong and herself, as if she was looking at her children, and instantly couldn't help but be flooded with maternal love, as if she imagined the scene of being surrounded by children in the future, she couldn't help but want to make more clay figurines, and continued to pinch them quickly with both hands, but it was not just the appearance of the two of them, sometimes there was also the appearance of Fuxi, it seemed that Nuwa had fun, and she pinched whatever she wanted.
After pinching thousands of them in a row, Nuwa seemed to be a little tired, but she was used to seeing the lich army of millions and tens of millions at every turn, and always felt that only these thousands were still a lot less.
Nuwa naturally won't fight casually, the gourd vine has a trace of the way of creation, and Nuwa has learned the law of creation at this time, so every time she hits, it contains the way of creation, and the mud spots that splashed in the air were gradually turned into innate Dao bodies by the way of creation, and fell to the ground and rejoiced.
I don't know how long it took, Nuwa's head began to see a little sweat, and finally used up a lump of resting soil, so I had to stop, looking at the clay figurines gradually numbering hundreds of thousands of people, nodded with satisfaction, and said in my heart: "That person is always a 'person' The word keeps talking, and everyone follows this to learn, but I really don't know what this person is. β
Hundreds of thousands of clay figurines bowed down together, and Nuwa smiled and said to the first two: "From now on, you will be called 'people', and you are a new race in the wilderness, but at this time, whether you are physically or racious, you are still too weak after all, and it coincides with the Lich War. β
The clay figure who was a little similar to Zhuang Xiong hurriedly knelt down and said: "Mother, we have just been born, and we don't know anything, since the flood is in danger, we will go all the way east, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reach the place." β
Nuwa smiled and said: "It's okay, if someone gets in the way, you just need to report my name, you remember, I am a disciple of Dao Ancestor, Emperor Wa Our Lady Tianzun, I think most people will give me a face." The clay man hurriedly thanked him, and led the Terran all the way east.
Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but secretly snicker when he heard Nuwa's words, it's okay not to sign up for the number, if the clay figure reports his name and calls Nuwa his mother, and then everyone sees that the clay figure looks seven points similar to Zhuang Xiong, what will everyone think? Well, it seems that the clay man is safe to go east, everyone guesses like this, with the combined reputation of Nuwa and the two, no one really dares to mess with it.
However, Zhuang Xiong was still not at ease after all, and quietly released the two corpses of good and evil, and let the two of them follow the human race eastward together, the good corpse is responsible for taking care of it, and the evil corpse is responsible for guarding, however, Zhuang Xiong still specially advised, focus on guidance, and try not to interfere with the development of the human race.
The good corpse said disdainfully: "Cut, it seems that we are much more reliable than you, right? It seems that you are the easiest to interfere with the development of the human race." β
Zhuang Xiong was helpless, so he had to let the two of them set off quickly, and if it didn't work, he would take Mount Emei.
Until everyone was gone, Zhuang Xiong was surprised to find that there was still no merit at this time, and he couldn't help but be full of curiosity, didn't he say that Nuwa made people holy? Also, why didn't Nuwa leave?
How do you know that Nuwa not only didn't leave, but turned around with a smile and said, "It's been so long, aren't you ready to come out by yourself?
Zhuang Xiong felt the surroundings carefully, okay, it was only himself, so he had no choice but to show his figure and smirk at Nuwa.
Seeing Zhuang Xiong smirking, that face was still as naΓ―ve as before, Nuwa couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic, and then covered her mouth and snickered. Jiao said in a coquettish voice: "Do you calculate how old you are?
Zhuang Xiong smiled dryly: "I still know what is going on, but if I don't delay things, I'm happy, right?"
Nuwa's face suddenly changed, and she snorted coldly, "Is your so-called business just to slaughter the two lich clans?
Zhuang Xiong smiled slightly, pointed in the direction of the human race, and said: "Well, for their sake, they can also be regarded as your children, but you are in an awkward position, it is difficult to make a move, I don't have that estimate, since I know that they will harm my children in the future, of course I will not be polite to them." β
Nuwa couldn't help but be speechless, and couldn't figure out the truth for a while.
Zhuang Xiong smiled, suddenly frowned and glanced at Nuwa, and said, "Have you gained nothing this time?
Nuwa was surprised: "Why do you even know this? I originally felt that I had been stuck in a bottleneck recently, but just now I suddenly gained something, and the way of creation has greatly advanced, as long as I go back to retreat for a good time, I can cut out my obsession, and then I will be like you in the cultivation of cutting out the two corpses." β
Zhuang Xiong was surprised: "Obsession?"
Nuwa said: "Yes, I didn't expect that the first thing I cut out was not evil thoughts, but the most difficult obsessions. You have to be careful in the future, if you are so angry with me again, I will not be so dead-eyed. β
Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but laugh, but his heart was turbulent, how could it be obsession? Unreasonable? Isn't it sanctified by merit? Could it be that there is no merit in creating man? The human race is not the protagonist of the future flood and famine determined by heaven, and there is great merit in creating man, and he can be directly sanctified? Why did Nuwa instead cultivate to great progress because of beheading corpses? Nor did she become directly sanctified?
Zhuang Xiong was entangled here, and Nuwa was dissatisfied: "What's the matter? What are you thinking? It can't be really worrying, right?"
Zhuang Xiong said casually: "No, I'm thinking, Sister Nuwa has good qualifications and pure thoughts, and this time she should cut out the most difficult obsession first, I'm afraid that my cultivation will soon surpass me, and it may even be that our senior brothers are the first to become holy, and they will cover me well when the time comes." β
Nuwa Jiao smiled and said, "Where can I say for sure what will happen in the future? However, you are my fifth junior brother, as long as you are obedient, I will naturally cover you." β
Zhuang Xiong ignored Nuwa's teasing, but noticed the sentence "Where is the future accurate", and couldn't help but suddenly realize that the way of heaven is impermanent, and the protagonist of the human race is still won by himself after all, maybe because of the decline of the lich and the fact that the human race got cheap in vain, but it is impossible to be directly established as the protagonist as soon as the plan appears.
There are thousands of races in the flood famine, although Nuwa created people is a new race, but as far as the flood famine, one more is not more, and one less is not less, where is there any so-called merit, but because the creation of the race is the result of the application of the way of creation to the limit, so it will make Nuwa's cultivation a great progress, and the so-called merits need to make a great contribution to the way of heaven and earth or a lifetime to get it, such as the later mending the sky, or the reincarnation of the post-earth, is there any great benefit to the creation of man and the flood or the way of heaven? If you can't see it for the time being, you will naturally have no merit.
Zhuang Xiong nodded slightly, but he thought that if the human race is not the protagonist of heaven, then all kinds of dangers and the like will inevitably follow, and the situation he estimates is still too good after all, maybe there will be some accidents, resulting in genocide, genocide in the flood wilderness, but what is staged almost every day is the future generations, and it is not that it will be genocide for various reasons.
However, where is the human race temporarily guarded by the two corpses of good and evil, there should be no problem for a while, however, since Nuwa has no merit in creating people, then, there must be many things that are different from what he knew in his previous life, at this time, the human race has been born, but he can't make any more mistakes, and he should also make a plan.
Zhuang Xiong's brows were tightly knit here, and Nuwa was also angry, and said, "What do you mean by being a nerd?
Zhuang Xiong was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Sister Nuwa, don't be angry, I just suddenly found that the Heavenly Dao seems to be a little different from what I know, so I thought a little deeper for a while." β
Nuwa glanced at Zhuang Xiong deeply, and said: "Are you thinking about the way of heaven, or your obsession, or how to kill the lich, or something else, I won't know if you don't say it, but anyway, what you think about is not me, I have to go back to retreat, cut out the obsession as soon as possible, it's not right to delay for so long, you think about it slowly, I'll go first." β
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