Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 274 Incarnation becomes a saint, Ksitigarbha is born.

"Good guy, you are trying to kill your relatives out of righteousness!"

Ran Deng's expression became strange.

So is Nuwa so narrow-minded?

Fuxi's future prison sentence will be given by his own sister.

Then, he thought of another thing.

It seems that after Fuxi is imprisoned in Huoyun Cave in the future, Nuwa will go to Huoyun Cave to "visit" Fuxi every birthday.

hiss!

Murder and kill!

This sister is definitely dear!

"This is totally fine!"

Ran Deng patted his chest and said, "When the time comes, I will definitely find a good place for him."

Nuwa's eyes suddenly lit up: "Great kindness!"

Immediately afterwards, the divine charm of creation rose from Nuwa's body and poured into the Qiankun Cauldron crazily.

A ball of soil was picked up by her, and it kept changing in her hands, gradually taking on the shape of a human.

The round head and square feet correspond to the round sky and the square place.

The limbs correspond to the four seasons.

The five internal organs correspond to the five elements

……

A lifelike clay figure was born, as vivid as a real person.

Ran Deng's face darkened instantly. He still underestimated Nu Wa's pettiness.

"Can't you pinch someone else's face?"

After lighting the lamp, my molars were almost broken, because the appearance of this clay figurine was exactly the same as Him!

Nuwa pinched this girl according to His face!

"The race that fellow Taoist has in mind should naturally be what fellow Taoist has in mind."

Nuwa smiled, like a naughty girl, and pointed out:

"Enlighten the possessed spirit!"

I saw a little bit of true spirit flying into the clay figurine, and it suddenly burst into life.

The clay figure grew even in the wind, and its clay body turned into flesh and blood, standing in front of the two gods.

With a blink of an eye, he came to life in an instant. Three souls and seven souls were born in an instant, and he directly turned into a soul.

The human race has arrived!

"Meet the Holy One..."

As soon as he saw this man, he was about to kneel down and worship Nuwa. Ran Deng immediately pulled him up with quick eyes and quick hands.

"From now on, you are my disciple."

Ran Deng suddenly felt blessed, and another finger pointed at the center of the human race's eyebrows:

"I give you the name: Ksitigarbha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, some basic common sense from ancient times was poured into Ksitigarbha's mind, helping him master the most basic cognition and behavior.

"Ksitigarbha has met the Master and the Holy Mother."

Ji Zang bent down and held his hand in salute, then stood behind Ran Deng.

"It's boring."

Nuwa curled her lips, took out another ball of soil, and enlightened dozens of human beings in the blink of an eye.

Finally, he simply pulled out the innate gourd vine and turned it into a long whip.

With a whip, the soil flew away.

Countless mud spots fell to the ground, and each of them turned into a human race, and suddenly they were a piece of darkness.

"Boom~"

The immeasurable merits and deeds sent from heaven are the result of Heaven’s perception that Nuwa created human beings, so they are hereby rewarded.

Merits are as vast as the ocean, boundless.

At this time, the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Nuwa's Taoist Fruit suddenly became restless, conveying a trace of desire.

She instantly realized that this was her chance to become a saint.

Become a saint with great merit.

He is the first saint after Hongjun.

But Nuwa stopped her movements and did not receive the merit into her body.

On the contrary, under Ran Deng's surprised gaze, she pressed her palm on her divine body.

Take the great road of creation as your furnace!

Use the yin and yang universe as charcoal!

In an instant, countless colors poured out from Nuwa's body, turning into an equally vast ocean of light!

Among them, merit also accounts for the majority.

"Merit to become a saint?"

"Three corpses become saints?"

"This is not my way!"

Nuwa whispered.

She raised her hand, and the sea of ​​light flowed back instantly, and after being extremely compressed, it turned into an avatar.

Then, with a thought in Nuwa's mind, the Hongmeng Purple Qi that blended with its Tao Fruit was instantly stripped out and floated into this new incarnation.

"Boom~"

Just as the vast merits fell, the Hongmeng Purple Qi immediately melted away and turned into a supreme Purple Gold Dao Fruit!

In an instant, hype fell from the sky, and golden lotuses gushed from the ground!

Nectar is like rain!

The coercion of a saint arises out of nowhere and sweeps across the entire prehistoric world in an instant.

Make all living beings bow their heads, and three thousand innate saints bow down to witness the birth of a new saint!

"Ten thousand years later, I will open a saint's dojo outside the thirty-third heaven. All fellow Taoists can come and watch the ceremony."

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

"Nuwa has become a saint!"

When the three people gathered together, their expressions were surprisingly the same: I can’t believe it!

"I still have no clue."

"Why can Nuwa become a saint?"

"I, Yuqing, will never be weaker than a god in my life!"

Strands of distracting thoughts rose up, making Sanqing's Taoist heart tremble.

A wisp of evil thoughts took root from then on.

"Jie Jie Jie, hurry up, hurry up, my demonic path is about to flourish!"

Sumeru Mountain.

"Nuwa has finally become a saint."

He put his hands together and smiled like the spring breeze and drizzle.

Zhunti also smiled half-heartedly, no surprise, more like he had been waiting for a long time:

"The day when I will be sanctified is not far away."

Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

Zhen Yuanzi persuaded Hongyun to stay in the cave.

"Nuwa became a saint in Mount Buzhou, so she must have had the opportunity."

"Let's go shopping too."

"Maybe I will gain something and become a saint immediately?"

Hongyun tried every excuse and every method.

But Zhen Yuanzi only answered him with two words:

"no!"

Hongyun squatted on the door frame of Wuzhuangguan with a bitter face, so worried that the ginseng fruit in her hand no longer tasted sweet.

Heavenly Court, Demon Master’s Palace.

"Whoosh!"

It's ugly to scold.

Buzhou Mountain.

Nuwa, the incarnation of the saint, turned into a spiritual light and threw it into the ceiling of Nuwa herself.

Suddenly, Nuwa's body overflowed with the pressure of a saint.

If nothing else, bluffing is first class.

"Congratulations to the saint, the saint's longevity is boundless."

Ran Deng congratulated weakly.

Has He congratulated Nuwa too much recently?

This is not good.

"I also ask fellow Taoist to keep it a secret for me."

Nuwa smiled.

With the help of the merits of heaven and the purple energy of Hongmeng, she created a "saint" using the Great Way of Creation!

Although it was a trick, it also allowed her to take a step further.

From the first step to the third step, I almost jumped to the third step of perfection!

"Pindao is never a big-mouthed god."

Ran Deng nodded, but his expression was a little sour.

It took a lot of effort for Him to distance himself from the gods such as Nuwa and Fuxi.

But now, Nuwa quickly caught up with him with one step.

How did this make Him feel?

"I have to take the fourth step as soon as possible to prove that I will be in chaos."

Ran Deng thought secretly in his heart.

He was really a little anxious this time.

"Buzhou Mountain is not a livable place. We will first find a place for the human race to settle down and live."

Nuwa said.

She held up the Qiankun Cauldron, and the mouth of the cauldron turned upside down, erupting with a devouring power.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of people were brought into the world in the cauldron by her.

At this time, Nuwa looked at Ran Deng with a smile:

"Fellow Taoist should have been prepared for this, right?"

"..."

Ran Deng nodded helplessly.

"Come with me."

He tore apart the void and kept crossing to the east.

Nuwa followed closely behind.

Finally, the two gods stopped outside an innate formation.

The formation covers hundreds of millions of miles, enveloping a vast and surging river, never letting any living being set foot on it.

"This is the Yellow River..."

(End of this chapter)