The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

At the moment when Yang Mei created a human being, Hong Jun felt a sense in his heart and said, "Yang Mei has created a new creature."

Luo Hu looked back at him instantly, his eyes warm.

"What kind of creature?"

"Father, does Uncle Yang Mei have a child?" Hong Ergou also poked his head out to join in the fun, resting his chin on Luo Hu's arm, misunderstood Yang Mei's meaning of creating creatures.

"Based on the general definition, it's close to the 'human race' you know." Hongjun commented, while looking at Mount Sumeru from the air, "The first born creature is a woman, born with roots , The vitality is strong, because it was made by Yang Mei, and it is naturally close to the wood spirit, and if there is no accident, it can live for millions of years."

Rahu felt Spartan in his heart.

This is definitely not human!

In the prehistoric novels, human beings can only live for 800 years at most, and it is impossible to live that long without cultivation!

Hong Ergou accused: "Father, you ignore me!"

Hongjun said coldly: "It's you who are thinking wildly, I just don't want to answer you."

Hong Ergou puffed up his cheeks angrily.

Dad is saying again that he has no experience, the problem is how old he is!

Hong Ergou, who had no common sense in the prehistoric age, got a casual pat from Luo Hu.Having no time to comfort his son, Luo Hu paid special attention to the creation of humans, "Did Nuwa create humans? Probably not, so will all the merits be given to Yang Mei?"

Hongjun was unmoved, "I won't open the back door."

Luo Hu rolled his eyes and smiled, "Don't be so vigilant, when did I tell you to open the back door?"

Hongjun raised his vigilance to another level.

Seeing that he was so defensive, Luo Hu resented for a moment. He seldom interfered with Hongjun's affairs.A mere Nuwa, it's not worth his calculations, it's because Yang Mei is too disappointing.

He had no choice but to open up and say: "When the clan appears, are those merits enough to make Yang Mei a saint?"

Hongjun said lightly: "Not enough."

Rahu had a toothache.

Sure enough, it was the reason for fighting for luck with Nuwa, and the merits were separated!

"You're trying to force Yang Mei to kill Nu Wa." Luo Hu rolled his eyes, very speechless Hongjun's arrangement.However, Hongjun said it more confidently than him, "There are three ways to become a saint, and the way to become a saint is only the worst one. I believe Yang Mei will not take this path."

Luo Hu asked suspiciously, "...you want him to chop up the three corpses?"

Hongjun stroked his chin subconsciously, but unfortunately he didn't touch his beard.

Luo Hu had always disliked his beard.

"Cough." He coughed softly, put down his hand, and said under Luo Hu's contemptuous gaze: "Sanqing can't possibly be comparable to Yang Mei in terms of cultivation, and Yang Mei can cut the three corpses first, and he can make a good life for the prehistoric creatures." example."

Luo Hu smiled, "I understand."

Different from the Chaos Demon God who was originally born a saint, on the Dao of Heaven side, there are three ways to achieve holiness after birth: proving the Tao with strength, proving the Tao with three corpses, and proving the Tao with merit.

The merit of creating living beings is not enough to directly prove the Tao, but Yang Mei laid the foundation for beheading three corpses to prove the Tao. Anyone who wants to prove the Tao and become a saint needs great merit.

at the same time……

The sanctification of Yang Mei can make those who are not sanctified have goals.

Finding that Luo Hu agrees with his opinion, Hongjun felt relieved, "The merit has come."

Rahu looked up at the sky.

The clouds in the sky were dyed golden, full of auspiciousness.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, monstrous merit descended on Mount Sumeru!The mighty, suddenly rushing golden sea!

This is the merit of creating a family of creatures!

"Wow!"

Hong Ergou exclaimed, instinctively understanding the preciousness of those merits, "Uncle Yang Mei is so amazing, he got so many golden things!"

His parents, accustomed to merit, talked about another matter.

"Kong Xuan didn't have so many merits for creating the peacock family."

"There is also a division between races."

"Can the human race created by Yang Mei satisfy the Dao of Heaven?"

"I am not sure."

"Aren't you Tiandao?"

"It's not me who is right, I can only contact myself to ask about the situation."

"..."

Luo Hu was speechless, always felt that if Tiandao was a company, then Hongjun would be the chairman, and himself would become the president, and the big boss behind the scenes, Tiandao, was about to retire.

The merits and virtues descended from heaven shocked the entire Mount Sumeru.The little animals watching the excitement ran out and looked up at the top of the mountain.At the top of the mountain, after Yang Mei absorbed the merit, green eyes flashed in her eyes, and she felt that she was getting closer to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

One step further, is to return to the holy position!

He has stepped into the semi-holy realm!

He said with emotion in his heart: "This is the benefit of making friends with Luo Hu." It must be his greatest blessing to be a bad friend with Luo Hu.

Liansheng looked at the whole process and said doubtfully, "You haven't become a saint yet?"

Yang Mei supported her chest.

"Liansheng, I'm not you—"

"what?"

"These merits are not enough for me to be sanctified directly. I think I still need to follow Hongjun's route of killing the three corpses, so you don't need to be so disappointed that I am not sanctified."

Yang Mei looked at Liansheng depressedly, and felt that the other party was the son of heaven!

Liansheng was slightly embarrassed.

My own sermon...seemed to be...easy.

"When are you going to testify?" Yang Mei glued the glass heart back together and asked Liansheng again with a smile.It's a pity that Liansheng is also a magic stick in a certain sense, and he simply said: "Waiting for the opportunity, it is not suitable to become a saint yet."

Yang Mei said distressedly: "After hanging out with you for a long time, I feel like a scumbag."

Liansheng comforted him kindly: "My father and I don't think so."

Yang Mei smiled.

But Liansheng said: "I just think you are a little weak."

His heart broke again.

To him, the world is full of malice.

After Yang Mei created the new creatures, Mount Sumeru became bustling in an instant. The bottom of the mountain was full of naked boys and girls. Their eyes were filled with the joy of new life. Everyone's appearance was either exquisite or handsome, and none of them was lower than Horizontal people.

Yang Mei counted and created 98, half male and half male.

These creatures were named "Human Race" by him.

"Where did Zhunti and Jieying go?" Yang Mei, who was about to catch the coolies, suddenly found that all the guardians of Mount Xumi had disappeared.

After asking the small animals in the forest, he found out that those two guys were away and would not return to Mount Sumeru for the time being.

"It's also looking for opportunities." He muttered.

Yang Mei got the good news, and couldn't help but start to have a headache dealing with the problems of these human races.There are not many people, but if they are kept in Mount Sumeru, Luo Hu may not agree.He cast his eyes on Luohu's son Liansheng, who took a step back and said sharply, "I can't be the master."

Yang Mei said weakly: "What are you so keen for?"

Liansheng was weaker than him, "If father knows that you have raised a group of such creatures in the mountains, he will definitely be angry."

Looking at this group of "human races" who don't wear clothes, Liansheng feels that the whole person is not well.

"Uncle Yang Mei, teach them how to dress first."

"it is good……"

After Yang Mei agreed, she dawdled down the mountain to meet the creatures she had created.

As soon as he appeared, those ignorant and innocent first-generation humans surrounded him one by one with smiles on their faces.Except for the girl who was born at the beginning, the other human races did not understand the language of the prehistoric, and could only babble to express their dependence.

However, the girl called him "Father".

The sweet voice seems to be able to melt the heart of a fairy.

Yang Mei was under a lot of pressure.

He faced the girl and said helplessly, "You teach them how to put on clothes."

The girl was at a loss, "What are the clothes?"

This is the horror of not having common sense.

Yang Mei really wanted to insert the inheritance memory, but Luo Hu told him not to interfere with the future of the new life, let alone give the inheritance memory without authorization.

He could only patiently teach, "Clothes are things that cover your body. It can be animal skin or cloth. You should dress neatly so that you won't be stared at when you go out."

The girl was puzzled and asked, "Can't the body be seen?"

Yang Mei was stuck, and said dryly: "Except for the closest people, no one else can look at your body casually, and you can't take it off for others to see."

The girl suddenly realized, "I will only show my father."

Yang Mei: "..."

He has no cub fetish, thanks.

He looked at this girl who was not much older than Garuda, the freshness of creating her faded, and something called "responsibility" emerged.He stretched out his hand to conjure a white dress that the nuns of the wilderness often wear, and put it on her body, "You are the first creature I created, you know language, you must teach your people well."

The girl suddenly had a premonition, tears filled her eyelashes, "Is father going to drive us away?"

Yang Mei gritted his teeth, "I'm going to ask the owner of this place to see if he is willing to take you in. If he is not willing, I can only let you live in other places."

He took out a green paper crane from his sleeve, and Yang Mei put his spiritual thoughts on it, and the paper crane flew away, automatically looking for its master in the distance.

Half a month later, the green paper cranes kept up with the family's travel route with great difficulty.Looking at the whole prehistoric world, only the Zhihe can contact the elusive Luo Hu.

Luo Hu grabbed the tired and paralyzed green paper crane, looked at it, "Yang Mei's letter?"

There was a lot of surprise in Hongjun's eyes, "You can take a look."

After dismantling the green paper crane, Luo Hu picked up Yang Mei's spiritual thoughts and breathed out, "Hey, are you still alive?" Yang Mei in the distance said excitedly: "Luo Hu, I finally found you! I created Human race, but there is no place to house them, can we put them under Mount Sumeru?"

Luo Hu said casually: "Within a hundred years, yes."

Yang Mei was surprised and said: "Is it only allowed for a hundred years? I think their luck is not small, and they should be able to bring benefits to Mount Sumeru."

Luo Hu thought of human affairs, his eyes softened a little.

Good luck.

That is the race that can make six saints.

Nostalgic for the past, he said coldly: "Mount Sumeru is not a place for children. The human race must go out to accept the test of this world if they want to stand on their own feet in the prehistoric times. The protection of a hundred years is already the limit I can give."

Yang Mei couldn't bear it, and said too much: "Thousands of years."

Before crushing his divine thoughts, Luo Hu threatened, "Believe it or not, I will kick you out."

Yang Mei wilted.

Let's say a hundred years, at least let him teach them how to eat and drink first.

The author has something to say: #818Spicy Yang Mei who became a babysitter#

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Luo Hu: Heh, let him fight Di Jun.