The Mingyu of Prehistoric Times

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Mingyu saw Nuwa take out Xirang. He was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Opening her mouth, she looked at Nuwa with some confusion.

Making a human out of clay is not like ordinary clay. It only needs to be mixed with water. The clay was an innate treasure. Nuwa cut off a small piece and shaped it into a human shape. Unexpectedly, as soon as she placed it on the ground, the clay figure collapsed to the ground and could not stand up.

Seeing the clay figurine collapsed on the ground, Nuwa's expression changed. The clay soil is flat and soft. After you make a clay figurine, it will not be like ordinary soil at all and will dry in a short time. This made Nuwa suddenly embarrassed.

Mingyu knew at this moment that he should take action himself, otherwise this man would not have been created. He stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead, a ray of light flew out of his head, and a fist-sized square tripod floated above Mingyu's head. Looking at the Fang Shending, Mingyu smiled. There is great merit in creating a human race, and the Qiankun Ding is the treasure on which one entrusts his soul. Participating in this creation of human beings will bring you merit. Mingyu has no speculative mentality, and has no intention of using the female members to bring merit to the human race. But it was such a coincidence that Daozu Hongjun actually gave himself the Qiankun Ding when he was slaying his obsession. At this time, Mingyu had an opportunity.

"Xi soil is an innate rare treasure. Taoist friends still need to refine it with their own essence and blood, and then it will be successful!" Mingyu suddenly said to Nuwa. Suddenly hearing Mingyu's words, Nuwa raised her head and looked towards him, only to see a divine cauldron flying toward her. Seeing the flying divine tripod, Nuwa was shocked.

"The Qiankun Ding?" Nuwa exclaimed, "Didn't the teacher get the Qiankun Ding? How did you get it?" Chu Hongjun once told the story of the chaotic green lotus turning into a spiritual treasure. The Qiankun Ding is one of them. How did Mingyu get it? It was probably Hongjun who gave it to him. When Nuwa thought of this, the expression on her face changed.

"Fellow Taoist is really a gifted person. The teacher gives you this spiritual treasure." Nuwa caught the Qiankun Ding and looked at this innate spiritual treasure. It is said that this spiritual treasure can return to its origin. At this time, Mingyu asked He uses the Qiankun Cauldron to refine the soil, and his purpose is self-evident.

Nuwa suddenly bowed her hands to Mingyu and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help!" After saying that, she put all the soil into the Qiankun Cauldron. Stretching her finger to the mouth of the cauldron, she saw a flash of green light on Nuwa's finger, and the bright red blood dripped into the Qiankun Cauldron drop by drop. Seeing that the essence and blood were completely integrated into the living soil, Nuwa made a magic formula with her hands.

Bang...

A ball of flame burned from the bottom of the Qiankun Cauldron. This flame has five distinct colors. It is the fire of creation driven by the power of creation. The five colors represent the five elements.

As the flames continued to burn, traces of the power of creation were absorbed by the soil. The soil mixed with essence and blood slowly became dry. In the end, it turned into a ball of fine sand.

Seeing that all the soil had turned into fine sand, Nuwa extinguished the fire of creation and played the magic spell in her hand. A rustling sound sounded from the cauldron, and with a whoosh, a wave of earthy yellow air rushed out from the mouth of the cauldron and flew into Nuwa's hands. The air wave was exactly the breath soil. After taking back all the breath soil, the Qiankun Cauldron flew towards Mingyu with a roar. It became smaller and smaller in the air, and when it flew straight to the top of Mingyu's head, it had returned to the original size of a fist. It turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the top of Mingyu's head, landing on the three flowers of Zifu.

At this time, Nuwa didn't pay attention to Mingyu at all. She looked at the soil in her hand, pinched out a small handful, mixed it with the soil, mixed it with water, and pinched out a woman. This clay figurine is also strange. As soon as Nuwa placed it on the ground, it immediately dried and became lifelike. Except that they are smaller, they are no different from real people. Mingyu stared at the newly made clay figurine. I secretly praised in my heart. This clay figurine actually had a faint aura. Mingyu couldn't help but be shocked. This aura was just a hint of life.

After seeing this clay figurine, Nuwa made another male figure at random, and the two freshly baked clay figurines stood side by side, it really looked like that. However, although this clay figurine is alive, it has no intelligence and is little different from a vegetable.

Nuwa looked at the clay figurine on the ground and couldn't help laughing. It seems that he is still very satisfied with his craftsmanship. After laughing, he blew out a breath of fairy air and blended it into the clay figurine. At this time, the clay figure quickly grew in size, reaching about seven feet in a few breaths.

Mingyu looked at the two clay figures with dull eyes, which were far from normal people. When Nuwa saw that the clay figure had stopped growing, she flicked her fingers and two rays of light fell on the clay figure's head.

Just a moment after the divine light fell, the eyes of the two clay figures suddenly blinked. His originally lifeless eyes began to become more lively. When Mingyu saw the clay figurine blink, he knew it was successful.

The two clay figures blinked and looked around. After their eyes fell on Nuwa, their expressions suddenly changed. He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Nuwa. He kept saying "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." but he still couldn't speak. Seeing this, Nuwa stretched out her hand and lifted up the two clay figures.

Looking at these two clay figures, Nuwa suddenly fell into deep thought.

"These two are the ancestors of the human race, right?" Mingyu looked at the two people around Nuwa and couldn't help but think to herself. Yellow skin, black eyes, black hair. The yellow skin may be formed from soil and soil. Nuwa has black eyes and black hair, and there is Nuwa's essence and blood in the soil. It was broken down by these two people.

"That's not right. The human race should be divided into three categories, yellow skin, white skin, and black skin. Why did Nuwa only create one type? How did the others appear?" Mingyu suddenly thought of this, and a big question mark appeared in his heart. .

Just when Mingyu lowered his head and thought, Nuwa suddenly became bright-eyed and reached out to attack Buyi. There was a loud bang, which woke Mingyu up. I saw a green vine flying out of Buzhou Mountain and quickly fell into Nuwa's hands.

Nuwa stretched out her hand to grab the flying ivy, and threw it hard towards the sky with her other hand. The fine sand that the soil turned into was flying all over the sky. Before the soil could fall to the ground, Nuwa waved her hand again to attract a dark cloud. With a click, a bolt of lightning flashed out from the dark clouds, and a rumble of thunder rang out.

There was constant thunder, and lightning crackled one after another. The two humans standing next to Nuwa couldn't help but scream and huddled behind Nuwa, trembling all over from the strange sound in the sky.

Thunder and lightning appeared only for a moment, and heavy rain poured down. Mud and water on the ground. It turned into a swamp in the blink of an eye. Seeing this, Nuwa reached out and slapped her forehead, and a divine light rushed out and fell into the soil.

At this time, Nuwa suddenly picked up the ivy and started beating it towards the ground, splashing countless water and mud. The dirt fell to the ground again, and a yellow light lit up, turning into clay figures. As Nuwa continued to beat the ground with ivy, thousands of humans appeared in front of her.

With a cry, Nuwa flew into the sky, leaping over the crowd in front of her, and shot out phantoms from the ivy in her hand. The crackling was like a barrage of cannons. The fine sand transformed from the soil will turn into a person, male and female, standing at the foot of Mount Buzhou with every drop of it blended into the soil. They were so densely packed that there were hundreds of thousands of them.

Mingyu couldn't help but stare blankly as Nuwa kept beating the soil on the ground. It was incredible that so many humans were born in just such a short time. After all the people turned into humans, Nuwa stopped and looked at the hundreds of thousands of people standing on the ground. Nuwa suddenly laughed.

With Nuwa's smile, there was a boom in the sky, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky cleared after the rain. At this time, hundreds of miles below the Buzhou Mountain were filled with human beings, and they had nowhere to stay. Nuwa simply floated in the air and couldn't help but giggle as she looked at these humans who had just appeared.

Mingyu had already flown hundreds of miles away, watching Nuwa laughing in the air. After Nuwa finished laughing, she opened her mouth and exhaled a breath of essence, which turned into wind and blew towards the hundreds of thousands of humans on the ground. The breeze blew by, and all these humans, who had been sluggish just now, suddenly fell to the ground towards Nuwa, and kowtowed three times in a row.

As humans kowtowed to Nuwa, there was a thunder in the void, and after the thunder, the sky was filled with red clouds, reflecting hundreds of thousands of miles away. A trace of brilliance in the red cloud falls into the human body and blends into the body.

When the red clouds dissipated, thunder rang out again in the sky. After eight thunderbolts, there was a bang and the earth shook. A beam of light fell from the void and split into three. Eight-tenths flew to Nuwa, and the remaining two flew to Mingyu and the humans at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

"Xuanhuang Qi of Merits!" Mingyu suddenly shouted out. Seeing the golden light of merits flying towards him, he quickly used the Taixuan Yin and Yang Divine Mirror to sweep towards these merits.

As soon as the immeasurable merit fell on Nuwa, Nuwa showed the three flowers of Qingyun. Above the three flowers, there is a map of mountains, rivers, and the country, red rust balls, and gourds that attract monsters are all floating above the head. A divine light shot into the sky. All the golden light of merit is absorbed by Qingyun, like a bottomless pit. The void keeps raining down merit, and Qingyun keeps absorbing it. Such a vision lasted for several hours, and countless creatures in the wilderness were alarmed.

Taoist Sanqing, who was preaching with his disciples in Kunlun Mountain, suddenly looked into the void and saw only a beam of light falling. He couldn't help but be surprised, "How could the golden light of merit bring down such huge merit?" Taoist Tongtian's face changed and he shouted.

"Good merit! Could it be..." Taoist Yuanshi thought quickly, and suddenly remembered that when Zixiao Palace heard the Taoist priest, Hongjun Taoist said to Nuwa that there was a great meritorious deed when he was enthroned as a saint. At this time, the void was raining down such merit, and Taoist Yuanshi suddenly looked at Taoist Taiqing.

"Alas!" Taiqing Taoist sighed, stood up and waved to the disciples, "This sermon is over. You guys can go back and think about it."

"Yes, disciples are retreating!" After hearing Taoist Taiqing's words, all the disciples stood up one after another, bowed to Taoist Sanqing, and left one by one.

After seeing all the disciples leave, Taiqing Taoist said to Yuanshi Taoist and Tongtian Taoist: "The saint is born, I should go and congratulate him!"

"What senior brother said is absolutely true, you really should go and congratulate me!" Taoist Yuanshi nodded, his tone a little strange. Unexpectedly, when my senior brother received Pangu's inheritance, Nuwa would take the lead. This was somewhat unacceptable to Taoist Yuanshi.

"Hahaha, I don't know why that Nuwa became a saint, but I underestimated her before." Taoist Tongtian laughed and said to the two senior brothers. Nuwa became a saint first, but Tongtian didn't think much about it. They are both seven quasi-sages, and one day they will also become saints. It doesn't matter who comes first and who comes last.

Taiqing Taoist counted his fingers and looked towards Honghuang. "Buzhou Mountain?" he said with some doubts. After saying this, he summoned a clear cloud and flew into the sky. Seeing this, Taoist Yuanshi and Taoist Tongtian rushed to catch up in clouds, and the three brothers flew to Mount Buzhou together.

It's just that Sanqing rushed to Buzhou Mountain, and all the famous supernatural powers in the prehistoric era rushed to Buzhou Mountain.

The golden light of merit finally dissipated, absorbing a massive amount of merit, and Nuwa stood stunned in the air. It seemed that she was digesting. After all the strange phenomena in the sky dissipated, Nuwa opened her eyes.

What kind of eyes are there? They seem to be able to see through the past and the future. There is a mist in the eyes, and through the mist, there is a depth. Mingyu was caught by Nuwa's gaze and couldn't help but feel shocked. It seemed that all her secrets had been seen through by Nuwa.

Just when Mingyu was frightened, suddenly a pressure came from the sky. The rumbling thunder sounded again in the sky, and the red light dimly illuminated the entire prehistoric world in an instant.

All living beings knelt down to Buzhou Mountain to pay homage to Nuwa, shouting: "Nuwa empress will live forever!"

"Being a saint?" Mingyu looked at Nuwa in the air, feeling a sense of oppression. At this time, there was an acre of bright clouds above Nuwa's head, a thousand ribbons of auspicious aura, fragrance spread throughout a thousand miles, and divine light shone. Feeling the mysterious and mystical aura on Nuwa's body, Mingyu bowed and said, "I have met your empress, congratulations to your empress for her enlightenment of Hunyuan and the immortal path of a saint!"

Nuwa took back the three flowers of Qingyun and smiled slightly at Mingyu, "Fellow Taoist, you are polite, I am just one step ahead." After hearing Nuwa's words, Mingyu laughed and stood in the void without saying a word.

In a moment, more than a dozen Taoists flew over. Taoist Sanqing, the Second Tao of the West, Emperor Juntaiyi, Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi Xuanyin, Taoist Minghe, these great supernatural powers who are usually just legendary gathered together in Buzhou Mountain again.

Seeing Nuwa standing in the sky and hundreds of thousands of humans on the ground, they couldn't help but look at each other. Seeing these humans who are neither witches nor demons, I can't help but look thoughtful.

"I've met your empress, congratulations to your empress for attaining the holy way!"

Nuwa stretched out her hand, and a slight force lifted the Taoists up, "Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite!" Feeling the power from Nuwa's wave, the faces of the Taoists couldn't help but change. The way of the saint is indeed profound and unpredictable, and even the magic power of the way after Sanqing killed the three corpses cannot resist it. The eyes looking at Nuwa couldn't help but shine.

"The poor Taoist has used the way of creation to prove the Tao of Hunyuan. He will open a dojo in the chaotic void thirty-three days away. How about you, fellow Taoists, come and watch?"

Hearing Nuwa's words, all the Taoists couldn't help but bowed and bowed again, "Thank you, Your Majesty, I dare not obey your orders!"

After taking a look at the humans on the ground, Nuwa pondered for a moment and said: "After Pangu created the world, there were three calamities of heaven, earth, and humans. Now that a poor Taoist has created this creature, and the prehistoric times have once again shown the power of the three clans of dragon, phoenix, and unicorn, why not call them humans! Everyone! How do you feel, Taoist?"

"Human race?" Taoist Sanqing couldn't help but look at each other, and then at the human race at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. The three races reappeared, and the disaster was not far away.

"This is a creature created by the Empress, and we have no objections!" All the Taoists said in unison.

In this way, the human race finally appeared. (!) More ‘small’ says, ‘full’ in ‘stars’ ‘book’, ‘! Chapter 230 of the latest chapter of "The Mingyu of the Ancient World": Creation of the Human Race, Nuwa's Becoming a Saint was compiled and uploaded by Xingyue Book Bar ()