Yuan Hao has never experienced such a strange feeling in his existence. He remembered how he left that world - the finless porpoise transporting the aquatic life protection base, a sudden garbage truck, and then darkness.
However, the clarity of consciousness at this moment made Yuan Hao excited: Am I not dead? But why is there such a strange feeling...
This sense of oppression made him feel as if he was in endless chaos, unable to struggle or resist. His consciousness seemed to be tightly held in the palm of his hand, going through the process of coming from nothing. From incompleteness to completeness, from chaos to clarity.
Under that warm and ingenious approach, Yuan Hao seems to be being carved and shaped. Every rub and every kneading seemed to inject new information into his body, defining his form and constructing his existence.
He seemed to be able to feel the vitality around him, as well as the subtle but powerful surge, just like the qigong in the novel, an extremely huge and powerful aura.
After an unknown amount of time, when the feeling of being shaped gradually dissipated, Yuan Hao began to become truly aware of his body and felt the world around him fresh as never before.
Yuan Hao has woken up.
"Ding! Hongmeng System 1.0 has been loaded successfully! Congratulations to the owner for coming to the prehistoric era and gaining the merit of creating a human being. He will be rewarded with 100,000 comprehension points and the mythical skill "Xuanhuang Incarnation Sutra"."
With the crisp voice that seemed to be Xiaoyi's in his mind, this moment was mixed with the feelings around him, the world was spinning, and five thunders struck his head.
It took a long while but it was the person in front of him that first made Yuan Hao recover.
Her skin is as white as jade snow, and every inch seems to be emitting colorful rays of light, which seems to be able to dazzle all living beings. His eyes were like bottomless lakes, bright and deep. Stars seemed to be hidden inside, and they seemed to sparkle with starlight every time they blinked. The tall nose bridge perfectly divided her face, making the entire face more three-dimensional and refined.
Those red lips are bright yet delicate, like freshly bloomed flowers, moist and full of vitality. The graceful line of her jaw complemented her picturesque face and made her look peerless.
The long hair is like a waterfall, and each strand seems to contain the aura of heaven and earth. It hangs naturally on the shoulders and back, and the flow seems to carry the rhythm of heaven and earth. Such a face is like a peerless fairy in the fairy world, so beautiful that it looks like the moon in the sky, like the breeze blowing...
Yuan Hao, who was intoxicated, caught a glimpse of the fairy's lower body, as if thundering...
Snake spirit?
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Opening his bow from left to right, Yuan Hao closed his eyes, opened his eyes, Bai Suzhen?
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" She slapped herself several times again, closing her eyes, opening her eyes, Nuwa?
There is a strong wind in my heart...
Looking at Yuan Hao's movements and expression, a trace of surprise flashed through the fairy's beautiful eyes, and then, a joyful light emerged from her eyes like a bottomless lake. Her red lips were slightly upturned, revealing a sweet smile, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, delicate and sweet. The laughter was as clear as a silver bell, spreading throughout the whole world, seeming to soften everything in the world.
Her smile contained innocence and joy. It seemed that this small episode broke her original loneliness and heaviness and brought her a long-lost happiness. Every time the corners of her mouth raised, it seemed to be filled with fairy spirit, making the surrounding air sweeter. It was the unique magic power of Nuwa when she was happy.
"Hehe, man, I am Nuwa, I created you." It was not a language, but like a clear spring dripping stones, soft and fairy-like, as if the purest melody sounded in Yuan Hao's mind.
"Nuwa...Nuwa Empress?" Yuan Hao was shocked beyond measure.
"Ding... Congratulations to the owner for creating a language. He will be rewarded with 10,000 comprehension points and Daluo's magical power "Tongyu Shen Yun"."
In Nuwa's eyes, the shocking behavior of the newly born Yuan Hao was reflected. A life that had just been born from her hands was actually able to speak clearly. She could hardly believe that this was true, but with her divine power and the perception of the gods, all of this was real.
Suddenly, the surrounding air began to change. The halo around Nuwa began to rotate rapidly, and the glow was bright, as if it had life. It gradually became dense and warm, and everything around her was bathed in this brilliance. Nuwa could feel that this was the merit bestowed upon her by Heaven, and it was an affirmation of her work in creating human beings.
Her Taoist heart seemed to have a new change at this moment. From the original purity and loneliness to the current shock and emotion. She knew that all this was because of this little life in front of her - Yuan Hao. He is not only the life she created, but also her future hope and companionship.
As one of the most noble gods in the ancient world, under the light of merit, her divine form gradually became huge and boundless, as if she wanted to merge with the heaven and earth. At this time, favored by heaven, her hands seemed to be guided by some kind of force, and she quickly picked up soil by the river. She twisted the soil with one hand and danced with the other hand. For a time, little lives of different shapes appeared. , were born one after another in her hands.
The light of merit is like a trickle, bathing everything. Every beam of light seems to be heaven's affirmation and blessing to Nuwa. Yuan Hao only felt that the space around him was quickly filled up. First, there were 18 creatures. Some of their faces were delicate, some were handsome, and they were evenly divided between men and women.
Later, Nuwa no longer kneaded the clay, but picked a young willow tree by the river and dipped it in the river water. She waved the willow branches, and countless lives emerged from the ground with each stroke. It was a magical art of creating humans. These new people, covered by divine power, were like sparks of fire, quickly spreading from Yuan Hao to all directions, and their number seemed endless.
However, as the light of merit dimmed, Nuwa's movements became more and more urgent. There was a hint of unwillingness in her eyes, as if she wanted to create more lives in her last moments. But then, along with the black energy gushing out from her body, those newly created villains seemed to be affected by some kind of bad influence, and they were thrown into the distance one by one by Nuwa and disappeared at the end of the earth.
This scene shocked Yuan Hao. He saw Nuwa's efforts and persistence in creating life, and he also saw a kind of rules and order in the ancient world. It was the will of heaven and could not be violated.
Seeing the black-smelling villain being thrown far away by some rules, Yuan Hao suddenly shuddered. Why did he look a little panicked? Could it be that there was something wrong with these people?
Her appearance became blurred in the rays of the sky, but the fairy energy she exuded made the world shake. Yuan Hao raised his head and could only see a splendid glow, while Nuwa's shadow seemed to have blended into the entire world. His heart tightened and he instinctively wanted to give her some comfort.
"My dear, please take a rest, don't be tired!" Although Yuan Hao's voice was small, it was wrapped in the glow, as if it reached the depths of Nuwa's soul.
Nuwa's movements slowly stopped, the glow in the sky gradually dispersed, and her huge body gradually became smaller, but there was an indescribable emotion in her eyes, which was a kind of deep regret and unwillingness.
She sighed softly and murmured to herself: "Did you really miss the opportunity to become a saint? Why was it still so close?" It felt like everything in her hands was slipping away at this moment, and all her efforts and efforts have become in vain. She thought of her brother Fuxi and the gods. They searched all over the sky to find the road, but the chance of becoming a saint was elusive. Nuwa's eyes flashed with determination, as if she had made some important decision. She gently put down the willow branch in her hand, and her body slowly disappeared into the air.
Only one voice echoed in Yuan Hao's mind: "Man, I leave everything to you!"
Yuan Hao's eyes widened in astonishment, looking at the disappearing glow in the sky. Nuwa's voice still echoed in his mind, but what was going on...
