In the ninth heaven, there is a land between chaos and prehistoric times. Fuxi is listening to Nuwa talking about the opportunity to become a saint.
"Sister, I didn't expect that the great road that the gods have been pursuing so hard was almost completed through your inadvertent actions. I'm afraid those chaotic beasts will go crazy knowing that my sister is so powerful, haha!" Fuxi grabbed her! A handful of branches in hand, laughing heartily.
"Brother, you have been studying the art of deduction. Can you help me figure out the missing opportunity for sanctification?" Nuwa's mind is no longer about loneliness or companionship, but the missing opportunity for sanctification.
"Let me do the math!" After Fuxi finished speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated, then threw out the wooden stick in his hand.
After throwing out this handful of forty-nine sticks, Fuxi observed around the sticks. As he concentrated on his observation, invisible calculation power connected the avenue, and a mysterious and mysterious aura rose.
The placement of the wooden sticks was extremely messy, and Fuxi frowned. The wooden sticks seemed to reflect the chaotic picture of heaven and earth, orderly and traceless. It seems to be an unpredictable secret, but also like a hidden mystery.
"Strange, dangerous, this is the way, difficult, variable, my deduction method is still lacking!" The forty-nine lots on the ground made Fuxi a little panicked, and the only branch left in his hand suddenly broke, as if It indicates some unknown turning point.
"Brother, what's the problem?" Seeing this, Nuwa couldn't help asking softly, with a touch of worry in her eyes.
Fuxi slowly opened his eyes, his deep gaze looking through the intricate array of wooden sticks, as if he could see the mystery beyond the world. He smiled lightly, but there was a trace of solemnity in his voice that could not be concealed: "Sister, the road to sainthood is originally full of unpredictable storms. The placement of this wooden stick shows many unresolved variables, even for me, It can’t be fully deduced in a short while. But there is no need to worry, there are no immutable laws in the world, we still have time and opportunities.”
Hearing this, Nuwa's eyes flashed with determination and she nodded: "In that case, we are not in a hurry. Taoism is to follow the trend. I am willing to travel through the wilderness again to observe all things and understand the way of heaven. Maybe, in In the hustle and bustle of the human race I created, I can find the missing ray of opportunity."
After Nuwa said these words, a burst of nine-day mysterious wind blew by, and the branches on the ground used for divination were swept away by the wind. Fuxi suddenly changed his face: "No, you can't go! This hexagram has yin and yang, and there are mountains and mountains. Earth, just wait quietly and don't interfere, that ray of opportunity is in the great road."
"Don't I question the people I created? Will they not affect My way?"
"I can't answer you, because I know from my divination that it hasn't been completed yet, but the result tells me that you can't go! Unless you are willing to renounce the path of becoming a saint." Seeing Nuwa's hesitation, Fuxi couldn't help but ask again in a stronger tone: "Which one do you choose, sanctification or the little person you created to relieve loneliness?"
"That's all, I'll do it again from now on!" After saying this, Nuwa felt that she had lost something.
At this time, under the nine heavens, in the vast continent, especially on the bank of the big river, there was a special willow tree standing alone. The bark of this willow tree is dark brown, but occasionally shines with silver light in its lines, as if it hides endless mysterious power. The trunk is slender and hard, and every texture seems to have experienced countless years of precipitation.
It has a broad crown and distinctive blue-green leaves. The edge of each leaf is surrounded by a pale golden border, which looks like pieces of natural gold-rimmed jade. In the breeze, these leaves sway gently, making a pleasant bell sound, which is refreshing.
Under the willow tree, there is a willow branch left behind. This willow branch is very different from ordinary willow branches. It is about three feet in length, with a jade-white color as a whole, and a strange luster. The lines on the branches seem to record the process of creating human beings together with Nuwa. Each line embodies strong history and divine power. Especially at one end of the branches, there are a few leaves left, which also have light gold borders, looking like works of art carved by heaven.
A trace of helplessness and panic flashed through Yuan Hao's heart. The situation in the wilderness was changing so fast that it simply exceeded his understanding. These newborn humans in front of us are just a group of ignorant children. They are full of curiosity about the world and don't know how to survive. How to protect them, guide them, and let them live and work in peace and contentment on this vast continent?
He tried to calm down and thought to himself: "Don't panic because of the predicament at hand. There is always a way." At this time, he suddenly thought of the Xuanhuang Incarnation Sutra that he had obtained inexplicably. I don’t know if it contains methods to teach humans and lead them to grow.
Yuan Hao sank into his consciousness, just like eating and drinking came naturally. Soon, he communicated that there seemed to be a golden stream in his consciousness, which should be the power of merit shared by Nuwa when she created the human Yuan Hao.
The two Taoist arts in his consciousness are like two bubbles shining with golden light.
Yuan Hao concentrated his will on one of the bubbles and blessed his soul: "The Xuanhuang Incarnation Sutra focuses on the cultivation of the body and can temper the body to the limit!"
Then he concentrated his will on that golden spot, and suddenly knew that this was the power of merit, which could be used to assist in practice, help him quickly master the skills, and enhance his affinity with the great road of this world.
Just as Yuan Hao was immersed in conscious knowledge, a strong sense of crisis suddenly struck him. He looked around hurriedly, but saw the humans around him standing sluggishly, their eyes full of fear, as if they were stunned by the sight in front of him. A huge black shadow fell from the sky, its sharp claws tightly grasped a human being, and prepared to fly away. At this time, the willow tree by the river suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a long willow tree instantly shot out from it, like the fury of thunder. The wicker quickly wrapped around the huge bird, causing it to lose its balance. Under the restraint and attack of the wicker, the bird was forced to loosen its claws and throw the person down.
This bird is huge, with jet-black feathers like the night sky, and its wingspan covers the sky and the sun. The head is like a raptor, the eyes are red, and the pupils are like fire. There are deep lines on the side of its sharp beak, its hook-like claws are extremely sharp, and its back has feathers like a crown. After being repelled by the willow tree, it still looked at the crowd on the ground reluctantly.
The newborn humans gathered in clusters and flocked to the injured tribesmen. Although they had just been born and their minds were not fully awakened, their care and worry were obviously natural. People's movements were chaotic, some were dancing, or their bodies were swaying slightly. Their figures were scattered in the sun, but there was no stepping on or pushing. The scene in front of Yuan Hao had mixed feelings in his heart. He looked at this group of people in panic, but there was no trace of it. The new life with the ability of self-defense is hard to calm down.
Unlike most newborn humans, the eighteen humans fabricated by Nuwa were more like real "adults". The looks in their eyes were clearer, and they seemed to have more understanding of the world. They looked at Yuan Hao anxiously, as if hoping to find some kind of answer from him.
What is particularly eye-catching is one of the women. She walked up to Yuan Hao bravely, grabbed his hand tightly, and made an urgent sound with her mouth that had not yet learned to speak. Her eyes were full of longing and pleading.
Forget it, saving people is more important. No matter what, it is still a life. Yuan Hao looked at the white flowers in front of him and his current image of being naked and carefree. He released his hand covering the special part. That's all. It's not cold anyway...
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Excuse me, give way!" As the first human being born, Yuan Hao also has the system-rewarded skills. Although he has not practiced it yet, his voice is loud, coupled with the charm of Tongyu, he can understand some words. What he meant was that everyone around him looked stunned.
But in the blink of an eye, these people turned around and surrounded the injured human being who fell to the ground.
"Holy crap! You bunch of idiots..." Yuan Hao looked around in a blink of an eye and saw the eighteen newborn humans still looking at him, so he waved to them.
"Come here, come! That's right, I'm talking about you, yes, and you, don't look at it, come on, yes! Yes! Take two steps, come on!" These are eighteen people with higher intelligence, plus Yuan Hao has the skill of speaking with verve, and his words can help them roughly understand what they mean.
These eighteen people stood stupidly beside Yuan Hao. The anxious woman still took Yuan Hao's hand and pointed in the direction of the man who fell in the crowd.
Yuan Hao couldn't break free for a while, and then he saw the willow branch that Nuwa had left on the ground when she made the human being. He had seen the scene of the willow tree fighting monsters just now. He took two steps and picked up the willow branch. This broken branch must be more powerful than the willow tree itself. After all, it was Nuwa who broke it off and participated in the creation of humans. Great project.
"Xuan Tian created the willow tree and created a human being with the greatest merit and virtue." A trace of invisible merit power was forcibly consumed in his consciousness, and Yuan Hao also knew the treasure in front of him.
