Chapter 70: Nuwa preaches and settles the human race

"We pay our respects to Saint Nuwa and wish Saint Nuwa a long life and eternal blessings."

At the same moment, Kunlun Mountain Sanqing, Xingfang Zhunti, Jie Yin, Heavenly Court's two demon kings, ten demon saints, Buzhou Mountain's twelve ancestral witches, Blood Sea Styx, and Wanshou Mountain Zhen Yuanzi all stood up one after another.

Each of them looked solemn and respectful, and bowed their hands in the direction of Fengqi Mountain to show their respect for the saint.

On the top of Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa stood in mid-air. She thought for a while and continued.

"The human race is born. Although it is an innate Taoist body, its body is weak. Within ten thousand years, all races in the wild are not allowed to take action against the human race!"

When Nuwa created humans, that ball of seven-colored mud made a total of 129,600 human races, uniting them into one element.

Although these human races are all innate Taoist bodies, they have not embarked on the path of cultivation.

They were the three people Nuwa pinched out at the beginning, and their bodies were baptized by the supreme innate spiritual energy.

In terms of combat power, it is barely equivalent to a monk in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Such a human race, let alone only about 120,000, would increase their number by a thousand or ten thousand times.

In the vast wilderness, it also seemed extremely small.

It simply cannot withstand the hunting of those powerful races.

And with a protection period of ten thousand years, it can be regarded as giving the human race a buffer opportunity.

According to Nuwa's idea, after ten thousand years, the human race should be able to protect themselves, right?

After Nuwa finished speaking, she thought of the scene when Taoist Ancestor gave a sermon in Zixiao Palace.

Now that she has attained enlightenment, she should also repay the great deeds, she said loudly.

"I have attained enlightenment today and will preach in the midst of chaos three thousand years later. All my monks from the ancient world can come and listen."

"We would like to thank Saint Nuwa for her kindness in preaching."

As soon as they heard that Nuwa was going to preach again, the monks from all races in the ancient world were excited, with a flash of desire, excitement, excitement, and overwhelming joy in their eyes!

Among these people, some of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace had benefited greatly from listening to Taoist ancestors' sermons.

Or they were Daluo monks who were born a little later and did not experience the period when Daozu preached.

They clearly know how much benefit a saint's sermons have to the monks under the saint.

As for the monks under the Great Luo Jinxian, there was a trace of regret and unwillingness on their faces.

In the chaos, there are earth, fire, water, wind, chaotic storms, and chaotic beasts.

At least you have to reach Daluo Jinxian before you can initially set foot in chaos.

Even so, Daluo Jinxian would be in great danger if he set foot in Chaos.

So generally speaking, those who dare to set foot in the realm of chaos are the ones who dare to enter the realm of chaos.

Except for some desperate Da Luo Jinxian, they were almost all quasi-sage monks.

They don't even have the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian, so naturally they can't participate in Nuwa's chaotic sermon. It's equivalent to losing a great opportunity in vain, which is a pity.

On Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa restrained her aura of the holy way, and her whole body had a touch of holy charm and a sense of coldness than before.

The way he moves his hands and feet is extraordinary, and there is a sense of unity between man and nature.

"Master Nephew Gongming?"

She smiled faintly at Zhao Gongming, like a hundred flowers blooming.

Once you achieve enlightenment and become a saint, your state of mind is completely different. It seems that everything in the world, many things, have become less important.

A saint already has the capital to overlook the vast wilderness and regard all living beings as ants.

"My nephew is here."

At this time, Zhao Gongming was still in a daze, no matter what, it was just because Nuwa was too generous.

That was the supreme merit of enlightenment, so he was given a tenth of it.

At this time, Zhao Gongming only felt that his own merit and luck had reached the strongest level in history.

Even Zhao Gongming couldn't bear the huge fortune, so he had no choice but to part with Luobao's money.

There was so much luck flowing into the Luobao money that it became gleaming with gold.

Traces of golden brilliance continued to overflow outside, and it was obvious that Luobao had already had enough money.

"Congratulations to my sister for enlightening and becoming a saint. After becoming a brother, you will have an unshakable supporter."

Fuxi watched Nuwa preach with his own eyes, and a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Why do hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric times tirelessly pursue the realm of saints?

The sage represents eternity, endures all eons without being scratched, is untainted by cause and effect, always exists with heaven, and coexists with Tao.

Even if it is a calamity, a saint can transcend it, not be disturbed by the aura of calamity, and be on his own.

Of course, if a saint takes the initiative to enter the calamity, he will still be trapped in the calamity under the aura of calamity.

After all, Nuwa's identity back then was the leader of the demon sect, and she had a huge causal entanglement with the demon clan.

Now that Nuwa has attained enlightenment, he no longer has to worry about Nuwa getting involved in the fight between lichs when she is in a state of calamity.

Nuwa smiled and said, "Brother and I, why are we so polite? This sermon, if Master Nephew Gongming hadn't awakened the dreamer with his words and given me a large amount of Sanguang Divine Water and Nine Heavens Breathing Earth, I wouldn't have known about it. When can I become enlightened?"

Zhao Gongming said seriously, "Uncle Nuwa has given me 10% of the merits of becoming a saint. This is a supreme opportunity. What do those three-light divine water and the Nine-Heaven Breathing Earth count?"

Nuwa smiled, then looked at the human race on Fengqi Mountain and could not help but frown.

"There are many human races, how should we arrange them next?"

Fuxi said, "The human race was born on Fengqi Mountain anyway. We can just open a residence for them at the foot of Fengqi Mountain. It won't take much trouble anyway."

When Nuwa heard this, she quickly shook her head, "It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate."

Fengqi Mountain is a very large place, more than enough to accommodate more than 120,000 people.

But you must know that these 120,000 people are all ordinary people with mortal bodies. They eat, drink, and eat every day, and no one is missing.

Yes, there is another important movement, creating humans at night!

Whenever Nuwa thought about the future, on Fengqi Mountain, there would be sounds of hessing and hessing everywhere, piles of excrement like a hill, noisy and no quiet sounds, and Nuwa couldn't help but shudder.

If that were the case, how could Fengqishan stay here?

Fuxi and Nuwa have been in love for hundreds of millions of years, so deep. Seeing Nuwa like this, Fuxi knew what Nuwa was worried about.

So he smiled bitterly and said, "Then how do you plan to place them? They are all mortals with mortal bodies. If you find a random place and place them, the wilderness is dangerous and full of crises. Even if the monks of all races do not take action against them, just How can they survive in such a harsh environment?”

Just when Nuwa was in a dilemma, Zhao Gongming spoke up.

"Uncle Nuwa, I have a way to help the human race recuperate and recuperate. It's very comfortable, but it won't put their lives in danger of natural disasters."

"Where?"

Nuwa suddenly became interested.

"East China Sea!"

"East China Sea? That is the territory of the Dragon Clan. How to settle the Dragon Clan?"

Nuwa frowned slightly. The Dragon Clan, one of the three innate clans, even though they suffered heavy losses in the Longhan Catastrophe, their heritage was still unimaginably deep.

"When I traveled to the East China Sea before, I helped the Dragon Clan solve a big problem, and I told Master that I would take a dragon son from the Dragon Clan into my Shangqing First Lineage Sect. I must have made such a small request, and the Dragon Clan would not refuse to agree to it."

"It turns out that the land of the East China Sea is rich in products. If the human race lives in the East China Sea, they will not have to worry about eating and drinking, and can reproduce without worry."

Nuwa nodded seriously, "Then I'll trouble my nephew Gongming."