Qin Feng's shocking "Great Creation" theory was like an invisible heavy hammer that hit Nuwa's sacred heart.
Her sacred heart, which had long been aligned with the way of heaven and would endure through all eternity, was beating violently at an unprecedented frequency.
A new, grander and more complete world of "Great Creation" that encompasses life and death, creation and destruction, is suddenly unfolding before her eyes, impacting her inherent knowledge of hundreds of millions of years.
School entrance examination?
She had long forgotten about it.
Her whole mind was immersed in those remarks that subverted the foundation of her sainthood, and she could not extricate herself.
Before Nuwa could recover from the huge shock, Qin Feng's long and leisurely voice sounded again, forcing her thoughts back.
"The saint created the human body and gave them the foundation for survival in this world."
Qin Feng's voice has a touch of strange magic, as if it is expounding some kind of heaven and earth truth.
"But the spirit of the human race, the soul of the human race, and the civilization of the human race were created by themselves, bit by bit."
Nuwa's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his head subconsciously, his eyes fixed on Qin Feng's face.
Spirit? Soul? Civilization?
These words were not unfamiliar to her, but when spoken from Qin Feng's mouth, they seemed to be given a new and more profound meaning.
Qin Feng ignored Nuwa's astonishment and took a few steps to himself. His leisurely posture seemed as if he was not talking to a saint, but giving an enlightenment lesson to his juniors.
"They opened their eyes from ignorance, looked up at the stars, and gained awe and curiosity about the heaven and earth."
"When they saw flowers blooming and leaves falling, they understood the cycle and brevity of life, and thus experienced joys and sorrows."
"In order to pass on their experience and wisdom to future generations, they no longer relied solely on word of mouth, so they carved the first symbols on tortoise shells and animal bones."
Qin Feng stretched out a finger and made a vague stroke in the air, as if that ancient and immature symbol appeared between the two of them.
"This is the prototype of writing. With it, knowledge can be passed on, history can be recorded, and the fire of civilization will not be extinguished easily."
Nuwa's breathing paused almost imperceptibly at this moment.
Text!
Of course she knew that humans invented writing, but in her eyes, it was just a way for mortals to record trivial matters, and it was not worth mentioning compared with the mysterious laws of the great road.
But now I heard Qin Feng say that this simple symbol has become the key to inheriting civilization and igniting the fire?
The smile on Qin Feng's mouth became even thicker and he continued to drop bombshells.
"When they have full stomachs, they celebrate around the campfire and sing loudly to express their joy. When their loved ones pass away, they wail in low voices to express their inner pain. These melodic sounds gradually evolved into poems and music to express their emotions and express their grief."
"They are no longer satisfied with being scattered. In order to resist the invasion of ferocious beasts and to fight against cruel natural disasters, they gathered together, elected the strongest and smartest people as leaders, and established the most primitive rules and order to protect their own ethnic group."
"This is the order of the ethnic group and the prototype of the country!"
Qin Feng's voice was not loud, but every word was like a meteorite, smashing into Nuwa's heart one after another, setting off huge waves.
If we say that the previous "Great Creation" theory subverted her Tao.
So everything Qin Feng is describing at this moment is describing a new world for her that she has never imagined, built by mortal hands!
"The saints created their bodies, which is certainly the highest creation."
Qin Feng's eyes became sharp, looking directly into Nuwa's shaking starry eyes.
"But they invented their own words to pass on knowledge; they created poems to express their emotions; they established order and protected the ethnic group... This is a higher level of 'Spiritual Creation' than the birth of the body!"
Spiritual Creation!
These four words, like the sound of creation, exploded in the deepest part of Nuwa's sea of consciousness!
Her delicate body trembled violently again, and her flawless face showed a complex expression of confusion, shock and ecstasy.
She created people, but she never thought that these people were actually performing another form of "creation"!
A field she has never set foot in, or even thought about!
Qin Feng looked at Nuwa's lost expression and knew that the heat was almost done.
He used a grand perspective that transcended this era and seemed to come from the future time and space, and slowly laid out a magnificent blueprint for the development of human civilization for this creation saint.
"When tribes no longer just have wars and annexations, but learn to trade and communicate, countries will be born."
"When drilling wood to make fire is no longer the only way to make fire, they will discover the mysteries of metals and flames, learn to refine weapons and magic weapons, and even use these 'fairy things' in the eyes of mortals to cultivate farmland and build cities that are far more magnificent and solid than any cave."
"When knotting notes are completely abandoned and words become mature, some people will no longer be satisfied with recording, but will start to think. Think about the relationship between heaven and earth, think about the relationship between people, think about the past and the future."
Qin Feng's voice is full of confusion, and every word is like a vivid picture, displayed in front of Nuwa.
She seemed to see, on the vast land, countries built by humans rising up from the ground, with wars raging in the sky, vertical and horizontal.
She seemed to see that in the huge city, there were a lot of people and traffic. Mortals used the tools they created with their own hands to live a self-sufficient life.
She seemed to see the sages of the human race, known as "wise men", gathering together to give lectures or writing books. Their thoughts were like stars, illuminating the path forward for the entire human race.
"Confucianism emphasizes benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust, and wants to build a harmonious world where everyone loves each other and the young and old are orderly."
"Legalists talk about severe punishment and the establishment of a powerful empire that is absolutely fair and enforces laws and prohibitions."
"Taoism talks about governing by doing nothing, following nature, and exploring the ultimate mystery of the universe."
"Mohism talks about loving Non-Aggression, studying mechanism skills, and protecting the weak."
"Military Strategists, School of Diplomacy, Yin-Yang School, Agriculturalists..."
One after another, novel and grand concepts emerged from Qin Feng's mouth one after another.
"...Hundred Schools of Thought, contend for fame in the world!"
"Their thoughts collide and merge with each other, and the sparks of wisdom that burst out will completely ignite the fire of civilization of the entire human race! This flame is even enough to compete with the divine power of heaven!"
Boom!
Nuwa felt like his holy soul was trembling.
Hundred Schools of Thought!
Compete in the world!
Fight against the divine power of heaven!
How arrogant and magnificent this is!
She always thought that the human race was just a tool for her to prove her truth, and they were ants that could be seen everywhere on the Primordial World earth.
But what Qin Feng revealed to her was a brand new path that she had never imagined!
A road to civilization that is dominated and created by mortals themselves, and may even surpass divine authority in the end!
This road seems... more grand and charming than her simple "way of creation"!
In Nuwa's eyes looking at Qin Feng, the original scrutiny, shame, and shock all disappeared.
What replaced it was an unprecedented, dazzling splendor!
It is a kind of discovery of a new world and a glimpse of the light of a higher avenue!
Unconsciously, this "discussion" that was supposed to be a sage's "discussion" for the descendants of the sage taking exams has completely and completely turned into Qin Feng's personal speech.
And Nuwa, Heavenly Dao Saint, who is high above, overlooking all living beings, is like a student who has just entered the Daoist hall and listens carefully to the lectures.
Her body had leaned forward slightly at some point, and her eyes that contained the stars and the universe were staring at Qin Feng without blinking, for fear of missing any word.
Sometimes, she would frown and fall into deep thought because of a novel concept.
Sometimes, she would suddenly realize because of Qin Feng's incisive judgment, and the light in her eyes would become even brighter.
She has been completely attracted by the magnificent world described by Qin Feng, created by the human race themselves, full of infinite possibilities and unknown variables.
The relationship between host and guest has changed.