Honghuang: I have been living in poverty for countless years, but I was exposed by my apprentice!

"snort!"

Dushi Palace in Moyang Mountain!

Yuanshi Palace in the East China Sea!

Mount Sumeru in the West!

The Four Saints snorted coldly from three places at the same time. The Four Saints secretly vented their dissatisfaction.

"After tens of thousands of years of reincarnation, the aura of the previous life has been washed away, and a lot of cultivation has also been washed away.……"I'm livid.

In his opinion, Fuxi was completely targeting him!

If it weren't for reincarnation for too long, it would definitely not be where it is now...

However, the next moment, the four people exclaimed in unison.……

"hiss……"

"What?"

"This is……"

But they saw that Fuxi, whose cultivation had stopped at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, was once again shrouded in a cloud of merit...

Countless eyes focused on the four Wudang Virgins, but it was the four of them who gave up their three merits to Fuxi.

Fuxi's merit skyrocketed again...

Now, even the people with great supernatural powers around him couldn't sit still... and looked at the four girls with jealousy.

Mom, that’s a great merit!

Don't give it to me!

"Is the human race going to have its own saint?"

"Is Fuxi going to reach the sky in one step?"

"If I had known, my ancestor, I would be reincarnated into the human race.……"

"Worthy of being the protagonist!"

Countless discussions resounded. At this moment, 99% of the entire prehistoric era's attention was focused on Fuxi who closed his eyes to improve his cultivation.

I don't know how many people subconsciously held their breath...

A quarter of an hour later...

Fuxi His cultivation finally reached the critical point of Hunyuan. Just when countless people were preparing to celebrate the birth of the saint, they heard a"buzz" sound... The merits were exhausted, and in the end, his cultivation stopped at the critical point. It was different from the original Dijun Taiyi has similar cultivation level……

"this……"

"Alas, what a pity!"

"Just a little bit closer!"

"Could it be that Heaven no longer allows saints to be born?"

"So what's the point of staying here?"

More than one sigh sounded in the void...

A group of quasi-sages looked at the sky in confusion.

The quasi-sages have the ability to survive in chaos for a long time, and there is endless chaos in the chaos. However, it also contains countless opportunities.

Even if it is an ordinary item, it can exist in the chaos for countless years without being wasted. In the ancient times, it would be a head-grabbing treasure! In

Chu Xuan's previous life, there were three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace. However, there are only a dozen or so myths with names in later generations. Most of them died in a catastrophic battle. The remaining small part was because the saint was too strong and went to look for opportunities in the chaos. In the Yuanshi

Palace of the East China Sea, Yuanshi Tianzun sneered at Fuxi, who had reached the quasi-sage perfection and was unable to break through:"If you want to attain enlightenment, just dream!"

"Unless you take the Human Emperor's merits again!"

Moyang Mountain, Tushita Palace.

I also sat back on the cloud bed, expressionlessly watching the succession ceremony of the co-leader of the human race through the layers of space.

"Strange, the old man seems to have forgotten something……"

Before I could remember what I had forgotten, two auspicious clouds fell from the sky!

On one of them stood a woman who looked extremely sacred. Behind the woman stood a shy girl and an eccentric boy, who was none other than the human Virgin Mother Nuwa!

Another cloud was a few feet lower than Nuwa. Standing on it were the three ancestors of the human race, two men and one woman. However, the Zhenyi clan had the highest cultivation level, and looked like they were in the late Saint stage and were about to break through.

"Meet the Holy Mother!"

"Meet the three human races!"

When the human race below saw Nuwa appearing as a saint, they knelt down and bowed to the ground in excitement. It has been countless years since the human race was born, and it was only in the earliest days that Nuwa would frequently help the human race. At this time, in the hearts of ordinary humans, let alone Nuwa, Empress Wa, even the three ancestors of the human race are characters in myths and legends. I wonder if they really exist!

"younger sister……"Fuxi looked at Nuwa with a complicated expression. Although he couldn't see clearly her cultivation, she felt that it was even more unfathomable than when she left the palace.

"Nuwa has met her brother. Although he has been reincarnated as a human being, the relationship between you and me as brother and sister has not changed!"Nuwa bowed Yingying

"That's natural!"Fuxi nodded heavily.

The third ancestor of the human race below Nuwa also bowed slightly to Fuxi. For the sake of Nuwa, he gave Fuxi a half salute.

After the greetings, Nuwa looked at the people below and then relaxed. He slowly said:"Although the human race was created by my hand, it was born with an unyielding soul that longs for freedom!"

"Heaven is in good health, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement!"

"The fire is passed down from generation to generation, and the human race will never be extinguished!"

"Today, the human race should have its own saint born!"

As soon as Nuwa finished speaking, it was like a bolt from the blue, immediately causing an uproar.

"Let me go, Nuwa Empress wants to make a saint?"

"real or fake?"

"hiss! Can a saint still create?"

Many great supernatural powers looked at Nuwa in disbelief, startled by the thoughts in their hearts.

In the Yuanshi Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun sneered.

Making a saint?

He started dreaming in broad daylight!

Although the human race is now the protagonist of the prehistoric times , nominally under the control of the common master of the human race, but it is also centered on the tribe. Such a scattered management system cannot gather the fortune of the emperor at all.

Unless it is to create a saint with great merit...

But the problem is that you, Nuwa, have That...

After thinking about it, Yuanshi Tianzun felt something was wrong, and the sneer on his face suddenly froze.

Hiss!

This Nuwa seems to really exist! As soon as Nuwa from the Fenggun tribe of the human race finished speaking, before everyone could recover. Come, with a wave of his jade hand, a ball of golden merit fell from the sky.

Its scale was several times that of the merit obtained when Fu Xi's merit was perfected just now!

The merit fell, and Fu Xi's stagnant cultivation level climbed again!

The next second, purple energy came from the east. Thirty thousand miles away!

Flowers are falling from the sky, golden lotus enemies are swarming!

A saint's coercion appears in the wilderness.

Fuxi, officially enlightened!

"I have plenty of merit!"The corners of Nuwa's mouth curled up, as if she was talking to herself or telling others. The huge merit is still promoting Fuxi's cultivation!

Hunyuan first level!

Peak of Hunyuan first level!

Hunyuan second level!

In the end, it didn't stop until the peak of the second level of Hunyuan!

The expressions of the four saints at this moment were as uncomfortable as eating flies!

They are fifteen!

The holy position is already fifteen!

The onlookers with great supernatural powers did not understand the relationship between Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and There is also a lot of discussion about the difference between saints!

"At the beginning, Taoist ancestors said that under the way of heaven, there are nine saints.……"

"Could it be that we heard it wrong? We heard it by ten instead of nineteen!"

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