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Chapter 137 Leaving Zhoushan

"Fortunately, I finally became a saint. It seems that the age of saints is coming, and it is another great era in the prehistoric world!"

Hongjun murmured at Zixiao Palace.

If Nuwa's merits are not sainted because of her own forcibly pushing, it will be difficult to do it.

Hongjun is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is not Hongjun. He cannot easily change the decisions made by heaven.

Fortunately, what I was worried about did not happen, Hongjun felt at ease. The three disasters mentioned last time said that after the great disasters came, and almost half a disaster had passed.

No matter which era of reincarnation is the peak of the saints era. The lich has not yet declined, and the human race has already leaked its glory. The Jie Sect's immortals come to pay tribute.

After the Lich, the prehistoric world became worse day by day. After the founding of God, the most powerful Jie Sect was divided into pieces and completely declined.

Zhou Shan, when the vision reached its peak, Nuwa opened her eyes and the fusion of Hongmeng purple qi made her more aware of the way of heaven and also knew some of the general trends of the way of heaven.

Nuwa looked towards Pangu Palace and turned to the Heavenly Court, with a complex look in her eyes.

The way of heaven shows that the lich will definitely decline, but there seems to be another change, and even the saints cannot see through it.

Nuwa was looking at the human race. The three thousand human races were oppressed and knelt on the ground, but they were not dissatisfied with each other. The piety in their eyes moved Nuwa.

Although the human race has special appearance, it does not have any strength. The only first person who entered the path of immortality is just a golden immortal, and has no power to protect himself in the prehistoric world.

Moreover, the moment he became a saint, the great power of the prehistoric world saw Nuwa's eyes. From their eyes when they looked at the human race, Nuwa knew that there was absolutely no good idea. Maybe as soon as Nuwa left, the human race was captured and studied.

Just as he was about to take the human race away to protect him, Tiandao suddenly warned him. Nuwa instantly understood that the human race could not be taken away, and could only let them develop alone.

Nuwa was puzzled, but the will of heaven made her dare not have the intention to resist.

Nuwa's merits became saints, and all her strength came from the way of heaven. It can be said that success is the way of heaven, and failure is the way of heaven. If Nuwa and others heard what the devil god said just now, they would definitely understand the meaning.

The primordial spirit merges with the Hongmeng purple qi, which is born in the heavenly way. While gaining power, it is also controlled by life and death.

No surprise, Nuwa is destined to stop at the peak of the saint in this life, unless the way of heaven reaches the level of the great way.

It is both luck and misfortune to be chosen by the way of heaven and to create the human race.

Nuwa just sighed for a moment and stopped thinking about it. It was already here, and it was meaningless to think about it any more.

The vision of a saint is still continuing and will end in 7749 days. During these 49 days, it is comparable to a hundred years.

"The human race is the opportunity for the original saint to become a saint. I should protect the human race for one thousand yuan. Within the 1,000 yuan association, all powerful people who are not good to the human race should be punished!"

Nuwa's voice resounded throughout the prehistoric world. Against the backdrop of the saint's pressure, the powerful people in the prehistoric world could not have the slightest desire to resist.

"A hundred years later, I will build a temple in Chaos. Those who are destined to come and watch the ceremony!"

Nuwa paused for a while and said again.

This is the meaning of the way of heaven. To be precise, it is the meaning of Hongjun, which is transmitted through the way of heaven.

Saints are not allowed to live in the prehistoric world. Both Lich wars destroyed the prehistoric world like that. It is just the strength of ordinary saints, but with the help of external objects.

If a true saint fights in the prehistoric world, he will definitely not be able to bear it. Hongjun also takes precautions in advance according to the meaning of time.

No one wants to practice, when there is chaos in the world, and he always comes out to wipe his butt.

Nuwa glanced at the human race again and said to the first born man,

"You have the greatest opportunity, and you can be the leader of the human race, that is, the ancestor of the human race. The development of the human race will be led by you. Don't let me down!"

"Yes, Virgin Mary, I will not disappoint the Empress, and will lead the human race to become stronger and stronger!"

"We will definitely assist the ancestors in governing the human race!"

I heard the three of them say again.

The powerful voice revealed an indescribable momentum, and even the great masters who watched the emperor felt that the second son would be extraordinary in the future.

These three people were born after the ancestors of humans. They look particularly dazzling among the three thousand ordinary human races and have a more mature mind.

"Very good, I feel so relieved!"

Nuwa smiled and said.

Peace, benevolence, unity, self-improvement, and firm will, Nuwa saw these in the human race, just as she thought the most perfect race before.

After Nuwa finished speaking, her body slowly took off, and the three thousand human races behind her bowed down.

"Send the Virgin!"

A uniform voice came out, and suddenly the whole world was shocked again. What did they see?

The lucky golden dragon actually appeared in the human race!

This is something that only the prehistoric clans can have. How many years did the demon clan develop and luck gather to form the lucky golden dragon? This human clan?

Although it is very small, many times smaller than the demon clan, it is also a lucky golden dragon!

The lucky golden dragon represents the symbol of unity and unity of the entire race, and cannot be condensed by strength or not.

Nuwa was not much surprised. She knew more secrets of the heavenly way as a saint, and disappeared after turning around.

This is not teleportation, there is no slight spatial fluctuation in place, this is one of the benefits of the soul placing the way of heaven. The place covered by the way of heaven can be reached with just one thought.

As Nuwa left, the eyes of the powerful dissipated. Nuwa had already said that no one dared to provoke the majesty of the saint, and she could not do anything, and there was anything good to look at.

Of course, some people continue to pay attention to it and want to discover the special features of the human race.

The human race did not blame Nuwa for abandoning them and letting them die on their own. The human race was simple at this time. Nuwa created them and had some 100% respect and conviction towards Nuwa.

They believe that the Virgin Mary must have a reason for doing this, and the most important thing for the human race now is to survive.

Walking in the Zhoushan Mountains, in the first year, the human race lost dozens of people, starved to death, and the majority were swallowed by wild animals.

The human race is the first "mortal" in the prehistoric world. Even a wild beast is stronger than them. They have no intelligence, but they don't know which saints are not saints, but they only have the instinct to fill their stomachs.

The golden wheel of merit of the ancestors plays an effect at this time. The merits are in hand, and they seek good fortune and avoid misfortunes, and invisibly avoid countless crises.

Because of this, the losses are so small, otherwise it would be not enough for a single day to lose in the prehistoric world.

Heavenly Court, Fuxi Taoist Temple,

Nuwa's figure suddenly appeared, and Fuxi immediately sensed it.

"Have you met the saint!"

Fuxi worships the Tao.

Nuwa quickly lifted it up and replied,

"Brother, when did you see me like this!"

"It's different now. My sister is already a saint, with orderly hierarchy and dare not surpass it!"

Fuxi replied, but there was a trace of loss in his eyes.

His sister has become a saint when she goes out. When will she break through? Without the opportunity to achieve enlightenment, Fuxi doesn’t know where he is.

When Nuwa discovered Fuxi's expression, she understood what she was thinking and immediately comforted her.

"Don't worry, brother, you will have the opportunity in the future. In the past, the brother used to protect his sister, but now it's my turn to protect his brother!"

Fuxi was a little moved when he heard this. Nuwa became a saint, but the only thing that had not changed was the family affection between the two.

Nuwa was secretly calculating Fuxi's future opportunities, but found that the opportunity appeared and seemed to disappear at any time. She was shocked. Although she didn't know what the opportunity was, it could not disappear like this.

Nuwa did not tell Fuxi that the secrets of heaven should not be revealed, and it would only increase his worries if he said it. Moreover, Nuwa believed that if he was there, Fuxi would definitely not have any problems.
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