Jinao Island, Ling Xiao smiled, like a breeze, blowing straight into the hearts of the immortals, "They are all the same door, there is no need to be polite, I just hope that all of you can hone your hearts and surnames in this formation, so as to live up to the teacher's teachings." ”

Duobao and others said in unison: "I will live up to the teachings of my master." ”

After solving the problem of the hearts and surnames of the sect members, Ling Xiao stayed on Jinao Island for a few days, and then rode the water qilin out of the flood and went to Buzhou Mountain.

This time to go to Zhou Mountain is Ling Xiao's consideration, the period of the Lich War is not far away, and the heavens will lose both, and from then on withdraw from the big stage of heaven and earth, and the old man of the human race will replace the two races to become the protagonist of heaven and earth, and the time when the human race will be born is not far away. 、

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's heart was also excited, although the Yuan Shen in this life escaped into the Nine Heavens Divine Sword Disc and became the rarest monk in the Three Realms-instrument cultivation, [that is, the body is formed by the spirit treasure, such as the body of the Duobao Daoist Duobao Pagoda, the quasi-Daoist and the gourd baby can barely be counted, one body is the Gengjin Bodhi tree, and the other body is the innate gourd] But the self in the previous life was a human after all, and this time he witnessed the birth of the human race, even if the Dao heart that had been silent for hundreds of millions of years, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

As far as Ling Xiao knew, the human race was created by Nuwa Niangniang in Buzhou Mountain, so he made up his mind to go to Nabuzhou Mountain to wait for the human race to be born.

When he arrived at Buzhou Mountain, Ling Xiao turned over the entire Buzhou Mountain, and never saw the figure of Nuwa Niangniang, knowing that the time to create a man was not enough, so he opened a temporary cave at the foot of the mountain, and retreated to comprehend the four swords of Zhuxian. 、

In the temporarily opened cave mansion, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged on the twelve-rank reincarnation black lotus, holding the Zhuxian sword among the four swords of Zhuxian in his hand, holding the handle in his right hand and gently stroking it with his left hand.

I secretly praised in my heart, it is worthy of being the weapon of the first killing array of the Flood Wilderness, second only to the top treasure of the Three Treasures of the Open Heaven, just talking about the power of the four swords of the immortals.

Each one is slightly better than his own Jiuxiao Sword, and the sword intent of each one is different, such as this Zhuxian Sword, the wild and domineering momentum is unstoppable, the Killing Immortal Sword is unparalleled, slaughtering the world, trapping the immortal sword and hiding the needle in the cotton, the changes are endless, the absolute immortal sword, extinct all vitality, and the end is extraordinary.

Putting the Zhuxian Sword on his lap, Ling Xiao was silent, and took out a wisp of Yuan Shen to go to the Zhu Xian Sword, ready to comprehend the sword intent of Zhu Xian, but he didn't want to, the wisp of Yuan Shen just approached the Zhu Xian Sword, the Zhu Xian Sword shook slightly, and the wisp of Yuan Shen had been shattered by the sword qi spontaneously emitted by the Zhu Xian Sword, and seeing that the Yuan Shen was destroyed, Ling Xiao's face changed slightly, and he didn't want to think that the Zhu Xian Sword destroyed his own wisp of Yuan Shen just by passively emitting a little sword intent.

Thinking about it again, if the Zhuxian Sword didn't even have the power of this, how could it afford to be the thing that set up the first killing array of the Flood Desolation? Thinking of this, Ling Xiao smiled slightly and muttered to himself: "Poor Dao doesn't believe in governance and disobeys this mere uncontrolled Zhuxian Sword. ”

At that moment, a wisp of Yuan Shen was separated, and as soon as the Yuan Shen appeared, it turned into a mini version of Ling Xiao, also in white clothes and white robes, with white eyebrows and white hair, sitting on top of a thousand-petal lotus, and slowly flew towards the Zhuxian Sword.

The miniature version of Ling Xiao that the Yuan Shen turned into had just approached the Zhu Xian Sword, and the Zhu Xian Sword shook again, exuding a sword aura, slashing straight towards the Yuan Shen, only to see the corner of the villain's mouth sitting on the lotus hook, revealing a smile, stretching out his hand, and the thousand-petal lotus flower that sat down flew out of a petal to lower the sword qi, but the Yuan Shen took the opportunity to escape into the Zhu Xian Sword.

Ling Xiao smiled with satisfaction, collected his mind, and closed his comprehension of this immortal sword intent.

As soon as the Yuan Shen entered the Zhuxian Sword, Ling Xiao only felt an irresistible sword intent attacking, wild and domineering, and wanted Ling Tian. Ling Xiao calmed his mind and began to comprehend it wholeheartedly.

Time flies, 1,300 years have passed in a blink of an eye, at this time Ling Xiao has completely comprehended the sword intent of the Immortal Sword and the Sword of Killing Immortals, this time, when he was about to comprehend the sword intent of the Immortal Sword, he suddenly moved his heart, stretched out his hand, and a white light flew in front of him, Ling Xiao reached out and grabbed the white light, the white light dispersed, and a small sword only the size of a palm appeared in the palm.

This is the method of transmitting the letter invented by Ling Xiao, the sound transmission sword of thousands of miles, only a drop of blood on the recipient of the letter, even the ends of the earth can also send the letter, this letter is sent by the water unicorn guarding outside the cave, when Ling Xiao was in retreat, he once instructed the water unicorn, if he saw Nuwa Niangniang coming here, he would inform himself that now Nuwa Niangniang has arrived, and the time for the birth of the human race is coming. 、

Ling Xiao walked out of the cave and walked down the mountain. After a while, I arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and when I really saw Nuwa Niangniang at the foot of the mountain, her eyebrows were furrowed, as if she had encountered some problem.

Ling Xiao stepped forward and saluted: "Ling Xiao greets Uncle Shi, I wish Uncle Shi a long life, and he will have attained the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit as soon as possible." ”

Nuwa glanced back at Ling Xiao and said with a wry smile: "Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, how easy is it to say, think that Senior Brother Sanqing, the Tao is profound, and he has not yet attained the Great Dao, and the poor Dao does not know where the opportunity is, how can he obtain the Dao?"

Ling Xiao said with a smile: "Uncle Shi's words are different, you must know, individuals have their own fate, although Uncle Shi's cultivation is slightly inferior to Master and Uncle Shi, maybe on the road of mixed yuan, one step ahead of them is not known?"

Although she knew that Ling Xiao was just touting, the sorrow between Nuwa's eyebrows was also a little less, and she sighed: "The Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, so far, only the teacher has obtained it, but I don't know where my opportunity is." ”

Ling Xiao already had a plan in his heart, and said with a smile, "Niangniang still remembers that in Zixiao Palace, the ancestor once said that Niangniang has a few merits to do, and she also has the merit of creation, so I think that the opportunity to come to Niangniang should be here." ”

When Nuwa heard this, her heart moved slightly, and when she heard the word "creation", a flash of inspiration flashed in her head, as if she had realized something, but as if she hadn't realized anything, she couldn't help but stand in place and think hard.

Ling Xiao saw that Nuwa Niangniang seemed to have an understanding, and she didn't disturb and meditated next to her, Nuwa's thought was three days and three nights, and on the fourth day, Nuwa came back to her senses from her contemplation.

With a strict face, he didn't talk to Ling Xiao on the side, and casually pointed to a pine tree next to him, and the pine tree immediately turned into a young man, fell to the ground and bowed, saying: "Long live the mother." ”

Nuwa Niangniang frowned, staring at the man turned into a pine tree tightly, looking up and down, looking left and right, but seeing that the pine man was terrified.

"Niangniang, what's wrong with the little demon?" the pine demon asked tremblingly.

When Nuwa Niangniang heard the word little demon, she finally understood what the problem was, and waved her hand at the pine demon at the moment: "It's okay, let's go." ”

The little pine demon was like a pardon, and left here in a hurry, and Nuwa Niangniang muttered to herself: "What is a person? ”

Ling Xiao listened to it and said with a smile: "Why should Uncle Shi bother? When Nuwa heard this, her eyes lit up, yes, since there is none, why don't I create one myself?

At the moment, I began to squat, with my hands and mud, and kept pinching out one animal after another, there were chickens and ducks, cows and horses, and after pinching, I lit it with my hands, and as soon as the animals came to life, they ran around. I have made a lot, but none of them can satisfy me.

Ling Xiao mentioned on the side: "Why don't you make up something according to the way you and me?"

When Nuwa Niangniang heard this, the Hongmeng purple qi in the Yuan Shen was completely in line with the Yuan Shen, and she knew the opportunity. At that moment, he began to follow Ling Xiao's appearance, pinching people with mud, after pinching, the man was stunned, silent, Nuwa Niangniang was in a hurry, stepped forward and pulled the man's hand, didn't want to, gently pulled, the man's right arm was broken at the shoulder.

When Ling Xiao saw it, his expression moved, and his face twitched slightly, "Niangniang, according to the disciple's opinion, the reason why this person acts stupidly should be because of this water and soil. ”

Nuwa thought about taking out the Nine Heavens Rest Soil obtained from the Fenbao Rock, and the soil was there, where to find water, but saw Ling Xiao take out a net bottle from his sleeve and said: "There are three drops of Sanguang Divine Water in this gourd, and it is enough for Niangniang's creation." ”