Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and Li Song and Kong Xuan's cultivation has reached another level. Kong Xuan has reached the middle stage of the Golden Immortal. The colors of the five feathers behind him are very distinct, but they are probably close to transformation. However, Kong Xuan is not anxious and said, "The transformation is not urgent. The higher our strength, the greater the heavenly tribulation we have suffered, the higher the realm we have reached after transformation. Besides, Brother Li is still above me, so why doesn't the transformation form?"

After hearing this, Li Song couldn't smile bitterly and thought to himself that you really would tease me. I knew that it was not that I didn't want to transform, but that I didn't know how to transform, so I could only increase my magic power!

Li Song sighed and looked at the towering Buzhou Mountain Range. He saw that there were already clear smoke on the hillside, clouds and mists, green bamboos and cypresses all over the mountain, with lush bamboos and cypresses, and sometimes deer and ape roars. The mysterious birds and tigers broke out, and they were no longer as flying sand and stones as they were when they first came. Li Song thought that if he could not transform into a shape and walked out here, he was afraid that he would knock down Buzhou Mountain with Gonggong in the future and he would have to be a burial object for a lich war. He was suddenly filled with regret!

The two of them were speechless and thought about each other. Suddenly Kong Xuan shouted: "Brother Li, please see, a woman came from the valley entrance." The woman? Li Song was shocked. Are there only a few women in the prehistoric world? I don't know which great god the person came! So I looked around and looked at the woman's eyebrows, dark eyes, white teeth, and gorgeous. This was the first woman Li Song saw in millions of years, and he was stunned for a moment.

The woman was Nuwa. After Nuwa received the opportunity to become a saint from the Zixiao Palace, Hongmeng purple qi, he returned to the prehistoric world and traveled around to find the opportunity to become a saint and become a saint of Hunyuan as soon as possible! For hundreds of thousands of years, the two lichs have fought each other and blood flowed into rivers. In the prehistoric world, there were white bones and storms. Although Nuwa was a great god of the demon clan, she was kind and kind, and was born to be unhappy and caused trouble. She was only extremely disappointed with the two lichs.

How could he become a saint when facing such things and such a mood every day? Nuwa couldn't help but feel bored inexplicably!

Thousands of years ago, Nuwa came to the Buzhou Mountains. The Buzhou Mountains were transformed by Pangu's spine. The place where the spiritual energy gathered in the wilderness was different from other places. However, it was also a place that the two lich tribes had to compete for. They were all transformed into Pangu's essence and blood. The closer they got to the mountains, the more comfortable they felt! However, the demon clan needed the abundant spiritual energy accumulated in the mountains. Cultivating here would naturally be twice the result with half the effort! Therefore, for millions of years, the two tribes have fought against each other with the Buzhou Mountains as the center. But the Buzhou Mountains are more than a few million feet in radius, so no one noticed that there was a small valley like Li Song's cultivation place in the mountains!

Nuwa walked through the mountains all day long. One day, she suddenly found a valley in the distance surrounded by clouds and mist. She felt a throbbing in her mind, but she had never felt in millions of years. After counting her fingers, the secret of heaven was unknown. She only vaguely felt that the small place had a great connection with her becoming a saint, so she went down to the mountain and walked into the valley.

When Nuwa approached the valley, she was a little tired of walking, so she chose a clean place next to Li Song to sit down and rest. At this time, the breeze was blowing in the valley, the fragrance of flowers was floating, and the flowing water was like a sound, which was a blessed place. Nuwa felt extremely relaxed, and she was not as heavy as she usually walked outside.

After resting for a while, Nuwa took out the Nine Heavens Xirang given by Hongjun on the Fenbao Rock. Teacher Sidao said that this thing has great functions, but he didn't know how to use it. Nuwa only held the Nine Heavens Xirang in her hand and played with it, holding the various creatures she had seen.

Kong Xuan felt very novel when he saw Nuwa's actions, but he knew that he was too different from Nuwa, but he didn't dare to go up and disturb him. He just smiled at Li Song and said, "Brother Li, look at that woman is so bored. She doesn't know how to practice Taoism, but she is just playing with mud!"

When Li Song heard Kong Xuan say this, he was shocked. Woman? Mud? Isn’t this the most mysterious event in the history of Nuwa creating human beings? He looked up and saw that there were only flowers, plants, trees, birds and beasts in front of Nuwa. How could he look like a person?

Li Song was excited, but he couldn't care about hiding his identity. He spoke and shouted at Nuwa: "Girl, you are so beautiful, why not just remember yourself as a souvenir, it's better than those who have not yet opened their wisdom."

What a magical person Nuwa is. He knew the existence of Kong Xuan and Li Song early in the morning, and only thought that they were two little monsters who had not transformed. Moreover, Nuwa was calm by nature and did not want to pay much attention. At this time, he heard Li Song talking like this, and only said that Li Song was teasing. When he hesitated, he wanted to teach Li Song a lesson! Suddenly, he seemed to have insight, so he looked at Li Song and sat down again.

At that glance, Li Song suddenly felt a powerful aura locking her, and she felt cold all over and fearful. Suddenly, she remembered the later era of the founding of Gods. King Zhou of Shang was ruined for 600 years of business in the Shang Dynasty just because he wrote a poem to tease Nuwa, and ended up with a ** situation. Today's mistakes may not be good. A hero would not suffer the loss in front of him, so he was about to beg for mercy, but he saw Nuwa starting to pinch the mud again. Li Song said intimately that it was so dangerous, but he didn't speak anymore. Looking at Kong Xuan, he saw that his head was also drooping and jumping around like before. It was probably because the strength Nuwa showed just now had hit him.

This time, Nuwa was pinching alone, and she really looked like Nuwa herself. Li Song felt very upset when he saw it. He was so scared that I was about to die just now, but now he listened to me. But no matter what, he dared not make any statement.

Nuwa pinched a woman according to her own appearance, and after looking at her, she pinched a man according to her own brother Fuxi. Looking at the two on the ground, her mind suddenly became completely empty and she understood that her chance to become a saint was on the thing she was pinching. So she started pinching a man again, but she was a little tired of pinching. She pulled up a vine on the ground and dipped it in the nine heavenly soil, and swung it into the air, and the clay figures fell down one after another.

But he didn't know that the vine that Nuwa pulled up was the other root of Li Song's truffle on the ground. Since the upper root was pulled out by Taishang Laojun and made a flat crutch, Li Song was afraid that someone would have the idea of ​​this root again, so he pressed it against the ground like a vine. Under normal circumstances, no one could see it. Li Song also said that it was so safe.

This root was cultivated by Li Song for millions of years, but today, without any warning, was pulled by Nuwa. Li Song was so painful that he was sweating in a cold sweat. He could not breathe in one breath, and only made Nuwa hate her teeth itchy in a blur. Kong Xuan saw her, and hurriedly passed her true energy, which made Li Song come back to his senses.

Nuwa didn't know what was happening on Li Song's side, so she was just using vines to sprinkle clay figures. She finally created tens of thousands of people, and was about to fill the entire valley. These clay figures were unable to move. Nuwa turned her heart and bowed to the direction of Zixiao Palace. The Hongmeng purple aura given by Hongjun of Zixiao Palace in her mind escaped and flew to the mud dolls. The clay dolls suddenly had the intelligence and had finished creating people!

Creating humans was the greatest merit of Pangu's creation after the creation of the world. Suddenly, a huge cloud of light came from outside the nine heavens, and the spiritual energy between the sky and the earth. They all came towards Nuwa. When they were approaching, a small part of them flew towards Li Song.

Nuwa refused everyone and collected all the rays of sunlight falling on her body. She felt that her magic power increased exponentially, and she felt very comfortable. Suddenly, the rays of sunlight on her body were magnificent, reaching the Nine-level Clouds. Nuwa finally became the first saint in the world of the prehistoric world (Hongjun has already joined the way of heaven). When the creatures in the prehistoric world saw this rays of sunlight, they all knelt down to them and shouted: "Long live the saint!" It was very spectacular for a moment.

That small part of the merit fell on Li Song, but because the way of heaven was the Lord. Li Song first reminded him, and then the root of Li Song's body participated in the creation of human beings. Therefore, Li Song became rich in disguise. After Li Song only felt that after accepting that part of the merit, all the pain on his body was cured instantly, and the merit formed a vortex in the soul, melting the essence of heaven and earth that Li Song had absorbed for millions of years, and directly impacting the pine tree. The vortex was turning faster and faster, and Li Song's body became hotter and hotter. Li Song said that he was not good. If this continued, he would be afraid that he would burn to ashes. Just when Li Song was about to be unable to withstand it, he could only hear a loud "bang" sound, and Li Song was about to fall out. However, he had successfully transformed, and his age and appearance were only similar to later generations. He only wore a green Taoist robe to dress up as a Taoist. When Li Song was originally located, there was no trace of the shadow of the pine tree.

Li Song suddenly burst into tears and bowed devoutly to his distant hometown! Thousands of words were just choked in his heart. Over the past few millions of years, he had survived countless colds and heats, in order to transform into a human being, and finally returned to his true face, and he had come to the prehistoric world for a while...
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