Honghuang: My Gonggong will not hit Buzhou Mountain

“You and I have no relationship between master and apprentice.”

Looking at the white-haired spirit ape kneeling in front of him, Gonggong shook his head and refused.

Almost every sermon will have someone who wants to worship under the door of the co-workers, but the co-workers can’t see any of them.

The spirit ape in front of him is just an innate spirit, and if it is one of the four monkeys of the mixed world, Gonggong may also consider accepting him as a named disciple.

At this time, a little merit fell from the sky and fell on the co-workers.

Because there is so little merit that you can’t detect it without being careful.

Before I knew it, Gonggong had preached dozens of times, ranging from a few days to several months.

It is also because of the preaching of the co-worker again and again, which has given many weak creatures creation.

“Brother!” A female voice came, but it was Houtu in the distance.

At least one of the twelve ancestral witches will stay in the Divine Court of Mount Buzhou.

And today’s Wu clan is the first major clan in the flood wilderness, and their control over the flood barren land is not weak, and they have traveled in the flood barren land together, preaching again and again, and it is not difficult for the rest of the ancestors to grasp his whereabouts.

Houtu also flew from afar.

Looking at Houtu’s expression, it was obviously a chance encounter.

“You have a second law?” Feeling the fluctuations of the law emanating from the back soil, co-work is also an accident.

Houtu is the law of earth, has the law of earth, in addition, she is also an ancestral witch, and there must be a broken law of force hidden in her body.

“I got some chance and comprehended the law of creation.” Houtu said with a smile.

Among the three thousand rules, creation is a powerful law.

Houtu has not yet cultivated into the body of the innate demon god, nor has it been a yuan god, and it is enough to comprehend the law of creation, which is enough to surprise.

It seems that some of the opportunities in the mouth of Houtu are not trivial.

However, it is not surprising that Houtu has comprehended the law of creation.

The law of earth gives birth to all things, and it is a kind of creation.

And the nine days of the soil is a creation divine thing.

“The Law of Creation?” Gonggong is thinking.

Gonggong knew that Nuwa was a saint maker.

Gonggong has long thought of letting Houtu create the Terrans, but the cultivation of Houtu and the laws are insufficient.

And now, although the cultivation of the Houtu is only at the level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, but with the law of earth and the law of creation, and there are nine heavenly resting soils, if you add the three light divine water, it may not be able to create the Terran race.

However, if the Houtu created the Terrans, it is estimated that it is impossible for the Terrans to become the protagonists of the flood.

Although Gonggong was a human in his previous life, he is now a witch and an ancestral witch.

Therefore, even if Houtu can create the Terrans, in the hearts of the common workers, the Wu clan is also the first.

There is no Heavenly Dao that dooms the Terrans to be the protagonists of the flood wilderness.

But if Hongjun joins the Dao, it can affect the Heavenly Dao to a certain extent, and if Nuwa recreates people and becomes holy, the general trend of the Heavenly Dao will definitely be that the Terran race is the protagonist of the flood wilderness, and then there is a Tai Shang to set up a human religion, and it will be even more lucky.

If the Houtu creates the Terrans, after the Hongjun merges, will humanity be allowed to be the protagonist of the flood? There is no Heavenly Dao Saint who became holy because of the merit of creating people, even if Hongjun wants to make the Heavenly Dao trend prosperous for the human race, it is difficult.

Gonggong is also hesitating in his heart, do you want to let the Houtu create people?

After only hesitating for a moment, the co-worker made a decision.

“Sister Houtu, since you have the Law of Creation, have you ever thought about creating a race that has not yet been flooded?” Gonggong asked.

“Create a new race?” Houtu’s beautiful eyes widened.

Meng Niu, Jin Xuan and Baxia were also surprised.

“All things gain the Tao, and they become innate Taoists, and if a race appears in the flood famine, there is no need to take shape…”

Listening to what Gonggong said, Houtu’s eyes became brighter and brighter.

“A race that does not need to be transformed into an innate Dao body, if it can create such a race, it will definitely be a great merit.” Houtu looked excited.

Looking at Houtu like this, he obviously intends to give it a try.

However, Terrans are not created casually.

There are countless creatures in the flood wasteland, from the opening of Pangu to the present, it is difficult to say that no creature will not think of creating the Terran race, but the Terran has never appeared, which shows the difficulty.

Gonggong is also not sure whether the current Houtu can create a Terran race, can only say that it is possible.

And since it is possible to create a Terran race, it is worth a try.

“If the Houtu can create the Terrans, in the future, the Wu Race will be the first race of the Flood Wilderness, and the Terrans will be the second.” Together.

The flood wilderness is too big, and the number of Wu clans is too small, even if they become the protagonists of the flood famine, they need other races to help manage the flood famine, and the Terrans reproduce faster than the dragon race.

At present, Gonggong and Houtu have found a place nearby.

With Kui Niu, Jin Xuan and Baxia nearby, no one will come to disturb Gonggong and Houtu.

If it is a cow, Jin Xuan and the power that the hegemony cannot cope with, and it is impossible to provoke the communists and the back soil.

Between the green mountains and green waters, Houtu and Gonggong sat face to face.

The right hand of Houtu is a mass of nine-day resting soil, and the left hand is a mass of three-light divine water.

The power of the law of earth is blessed to the nine heavenly resting soil, and the power of the creation law is blessed to the three-light divine water, and then the Houtu mixes the three-light divine water and the nine-heavenly resting soil.

and thin mud, after that, began to knead clay people.

To create a race, the soul is the most critical.

Today, there is no reincarnation in the flood and famine, and the reproduction of all living beings naturally produces souls.

Therefore, the number of souls in the flood desolation is increasing rapidly.

The number of souls in a world is limited by the world and cannot be infinite, but the flood is constantly growing and is far from saturated.

Houtu was ingenious, and soon pinched a small clay figure according to her own image, put it on the ground, and blew a breath on the clay man, and suddenly, the clay figure became flesh and blood, and also had some spirituality, but did not produce a soul.

“Failed.” Houtu smiled bitterly at Gonggong.

If there is no great power, the woman created by the Houtu does not know how long it will take to give birth to a soul.

Co-workers are also disappointing.

It has to be admitted that the current Houtu is not capable of creating Terrans.

Creating people is far from simple.

There is no need for Houtu to continue, even if Houtu can do better, but looking at this first work, it is still far from creating people.

“Perhaps, the creation of the Terran also requires the law of the soul.” Together.

“When my cultivation reaches quasi-sainthood and the law of creation is complete, try again.” Although Houtu is also disappointed, he does not intend to give up.

Judging from the situation this time, Gonggong knew that even if the cultivation of the Houtu had broken through to the quasi-saint, the law of creation and the law of the earth were complete, and the possibility of creating the Terran race was not too great.

“I’m afraid it won’t be your turn to create people.” Looking at Houtu, Gonggong smiled bitterly in his heart.

If Houtu can’t create the Terran race, I’m afraid that in the end, it’s just Nuwa who creates people.

However, Houtu has tried, but failed, and the co-workers have nothing to say.

It can only be said that Gonggong thought too simply.

The thin mud in Houtu’s hands was divided into Nine Heavenly Resting Soil and Three Lights Divine Water, which she put away.