Honghuang: Senior Brother of the Chan Sect, I am Guangchengzi

Chapter 150: Joy and Sorrow of Nuwa's Becoming a Saint

Guangchengzi didn't know that the six saints with destiny had gathered again. He just focused on watching Nuwa start to shape the eternal protagonist.

Nuwa was focused and looked carefully at the mud and water on her hands. Then her ten fingers kept turning, carefully carving them like a butterfly flying through flowers. Countless lights of creation, carrying the breath of life, came from all directions and continuously injected into the mud and water.

Afterwards, a little man who looked three-quarters like Nuwa appeared, but although this little man looked full of life, he was very heavy, and his eyes, although very lifelike, did not have the slightest bit of spirit, so this was at most a sculpture.

Upon seeing this, Nuwa smiled slightly and blew a breath of fairy air gently. The little man in her hand immediately burst into life. The yellow earth color on his face gradually faded and turned into red blood filled with the breath of life.

After the villain came to life, he first moved his body around, then immediately bowed down in the hands of the Empress, shouting, "Hello, mother."

A look of fondness suddenly appeared in Nuwa's eyes, but now was not the time to be sentimental, so she gently put the little man on the ground, picked up some mud and water, and continued to create life.

Only after creating fifteen hundred men, fifteen hundred women and integrating the number of three thousand great ways did Nuwa finally stop.

It wasn't that she didn't want to continue, but the queen felt sore all over her back and waist, and even her soul was a little tired, as if she had fought several life-and-death battles and was exhausted.

After all, she is creating the eternal protagonist of the prehistoric world. Even with the cultivation level of Nuwa, she cannot hold on for too long.

Upon seeing this, Guangchengzi immediately presented the gourd vine again. This vine had been nurtured by Guangchengzi for many years and could have become a spiritual treasure long ago, but in order not to destroy the Taoist rhyme of fertility and good fortune, he deliberately kept it at the spiritual object stage and only took it out today.

If this gourd vine could become a part of creating the protagonist race, then it would be a true blessing, and it would also allow Guangchengzi to gain countless opportunities in the future.

After seeing the gourd vine, Nuwa was a little surprised: "Is this the gourd vine on Mount Buzhou? It seems like this is the first time we have seen it."

Guang Chengzi nodded and said, "Indeed, I didn't expect that the Queen still remembered this. At the beginning, I felt sorry for the gourd vine and couldn't bear it, so I kept it until now. I didn't expect that it would become a blessing today. Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope for the gourd head."

Nuwa took the gourd vine and looked at it carefully. Her dark eyebrows rose and fell, and her red lips were sometimes pursed and sometimes open, obviously she was in deep thought.

But in the end, Nuwa shook her head and sighed, "This gourd vine is hopeless. The damage to it from the six gourds being picked was too great. Even if the six gourds were returned to the vine, it would never be able to recover."

Guangchengzi was a little disappointed after hearing this, but he could understand it.

When the gourds on the gourd vine are picked, it is equivalent to having their hands and feet cut off. Even if the cut hands and feet are returned to the gourd vine, can they be perfectly replaced? Of course it is impossible.

Seeing Guangchengzi was very disappointed, Nuwa Niangniang changed the subject: "But there is another way to save it, because the seventh gourd did not mature due to the lack of essence of the gourd vine, but was absorbed by the gourd vine.

This seventh gourd is a spiritual treasure of the soul, so it does retain a trace of the spirituality of the gourd vine. I can let this spirituality reincarnate into a member of the protagonist's race. Are you willing?"

Guangchengzi's mood turned from sadness to joy, and he naturally nodded in agreement.

Then, Nuwa picked up the gourd vine and immediately whipped the mud on the ground. The precious vine was spiritual and did not get stained by any mud. Only countless vine shadows fell down, and thousands of muds fell into the sky.

After a while, the mud fell to the ground and turned into one little person after another, either male or female, who had life as soon as they were born. However, they were not as intelligent as the three thousand little people created by Nuwa herself, but they were also considered to be of the same species.

Nuwa whipped faster and faster, and in just a short while, she had already whipped a total of one hundred and twenty-nine thousand five hundred and ninety-nine times, until the last whip, which knocked the spiritual power out of the vine, transformed it into the last little man, and integrated the number of one yuan, then she stopped.

There was not a drop of mud left on the ground, and all the Nine Heavens Xirang that Guangchengzi had obtained was used up in one day.

But he did not regret it. After all, the Jiutian Xirang was just an insignificant treasure if it remained on him. Instead of doing that, it would be better to use it to gain benefits.

Guangchengzi glanced at the densely packed people underground, and counted them in his mind, and found that Nuwa had just used the gourd vine to create 129.6 billion little people. This number seems to be a lot, but compared with the thousands of races in the prehistoric world, it is nothing.

These more than 120 trillion little people cannot even fill up this valley, which shows that the vastness of the primitive world is beyond everyone's imagination.

But these villains, whose cultivation was extremely weak to him, and even the strongest ones were not even at the level of Golden Immortal, would become the eternal protagonists of the future prehistoric world. It was truly a matter of time and fate.

After Nuwa stopped, her expression became extremely serious. Her innate Taoist body had transformed into a human-headed snake body. Her crown was purple, as if something was about to break out of her body.

At a very ordinary moment, Nuwa suddenly opened her eyes, and a purple air flew out from her crown. The purple air turned slightly in the air, and suddenly three thousand thunder sounds were heard in the prehistoric world. These thunder sounds were small and large, and the first thunder sound could not even resound through the valley, but the sound became louder and louder, even so loud that it could not cover the entire prehistoric world, and directly resounded through the infinite void world, and even the depths of chaos were irrigated by these thunder sounds.

I saw a purple air traveling from east to west, vast and mighty along the way, dyeing the entire prehistoric world into a noble crimson purple color. Thousands of golden flowers manifested time and space, and within each golden flower, the appearance of the Taoist body of Nuwa was revealed. This was the prehistoric preaching, the way of heaven promoting the great way of creation.

Countless celestial maidens appeared holding various musical instruments, playing long and graceful music. They sang softly, and their clear and melodious voices poured into all the true meanings of creation.

Afterwards, an overwhelming aura of mysterious and yellow merit rolled down, like the Milky Way flowing back, with a roaring flood rushing towards Nuwa. It was clearly an auspicious image between heaven and earth, but at this moment it evolved into a somewhat sinister aura.

Afterwards, all kinds of golden and silver lights flashed across the heaven and earth, and the starry sky was filled with thousands of stars. No matter whether it was the Sun, the Moon or the Purple Star, they all emitted their divine light at this time, as if they were trying their best to drop the origin of the stars without any cost, just to celebrate the birth of a saint.

Countless rays of light floated like clouds, neon lights entwined like ribbons. Lady Nuwa closed her eyes in deep thought, quietly accepting the irrigation of this torrent of mysterious and yellow merits.

As the torrent of Xuanhuang merit continued to pour in, a golden wheel of merit gradually floated behind Nuwa. The size of this golden wheel was no less than the sun in the sky, and even larger than it.

The golden wheel rotated slightly, and the golden light of thousands of merits illuminated the ten directions of the universe and the eight directions of time and space, forcing even the sun to dare not shine, which shows how powerful it is.

That waterfall of mysterious and yellow merit seemed to never stop, and that primordial purple energy had long since transformed into a saint's position and merged into the Empress' body.

Each ray of primordial purple energy is born with the duty of the Heavenly Dao. As long as these duties are completed, one will naturally obtain the status of a saint.

The duty of the goddess Nuwa is to create a protagonist race for the Heavenly Dao. Now that she has completed it, the position of a saint will naturally come to her.

However, karma has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that once you obtain it, you can immediately unleash all its power. The disadvantage is that if the karma disappears, no matter what cultivation you have made previously, it will all be absorbed by the karma.

Therefore, anyone who obtains a karma position will immediately integrate it into their clone rather than choosing to accept themselves. Doing so will only put themselves in an embarrassing situation.

Nuwa is naturally not a fool. The reason why she dared to accept the saint's position was naturally to take the last step and become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian who is equal to the saint, or even slightly superior to him.

As the Queen comprehended the various powers within the saint, she also gave birth to an equally great supreme divine power, the Hunyuan Daluo Dao Fruit!
at last!

Even though Nuwa was so accomplished, she felt tears welling up in her eyes after sensing the birth of the Hunyuan Daluo Dao Fruit.

With this Dao fruit, even if the saintly position disappears in the future, she will be able to stand at the top of the world. Even if the Heavenly Dao tries its best, it can only seal Nuwa and will never be able to kill her again.

Just as the goddess was overjoyed, a phoenix cry pierced the sky. When the goddess looked back, she found a golden phoenix lying at her feet, with its head lowered and its eyes submissive, obviously waiting to carry the goddess Nuwa.

It turned out that when Nuwa created the race, boundless aura of peace gathered. Originally, this auspicious energy should have dissipated, but at this time, heaven and earth converged, and the way of creation prevailed in the world.

These auspicious energies were transformed by good fortune and turned into a golden phoenix, which was destined to be with the goddess Nuwa.

Nuwa was delighted and immediately stepped on the back of the golden phoenix. Then she opened her red lips and her divine voice resounded throughout the whole wilderness: "I am Nuwa. I have heard that the Purple Sky Palace, following the order of the Heavenly Dao, created a race with the Great Dao of Creation. This race is called - Human! Now the Great Dao has been completed, and I have achieved the Dao Fruit of Hunyuan Daluo. I am also a saint in the wilderness. In a hundred years, I will create another day outside the chaos, named Taisu. Anyone who is predestined can come and watch."

Trillions of human beings below prostrated themselves on the ground, bowed sincerely to Nuwa, and called her the Holy Mother of Humankind.

Except for the gods of primordial chaos, all the creatures in the ancient world prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowing to the huge shadow of Nuwa in the sky, congratulating the birth of the saint.

When Nuwa attained enlightenment and became a saint, naturally some were happy while others were sad. The other five saints with destiny were naturally very happy. After all, they came from the same school, and they were also happy for Nuwa's success.

But the two races of liches were not so happy.

The witch clan is unhappy because Nuwa is the Queen of Heaven after all. Even if they haven't been in contact for a long time, they are still connected. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. What is there to be happy about?
The demon clan was unhappy because the Heavenly Emperor was unhappy, but the other demon clans were very excited.

Nuwa threw the vine to Guangchengzi and said to him, "You have helped me a lot today. I swear in the name of the Holy Mother of the human race that from now on, you will always enjoy 10% of the luck of the human race. This is the end of our karma."

(End of this chapter)