Qin Feng's grand discussion about "Spiritual Creation" and "Hundred Schools of Thought" completely opened the door to a new world for Nuwa.
The more he talked, the more immersed he became, immersed in the magnificent picture of civilization painted by mortal hands.
His voice gradually ceased to be a simple sound wave vibration, but began to resonate with the entire Wa Palace void.
Every word, every word, seems to contain some kind of truth from the beginning of the world, with an inexplicable Daoist rhyme, clearly imprinted in the void.
This is Words Manifested into Law.
When a living being's understanding of Tao reaches a certain extreme, his words are no longer words, but Tao itself!
"Sound of the Great Dao!"
Nuwa's absent-minded starry eyes suddenly shot out an unprecedented ball of light, and he exclaimed in surprise.
As Heavenly Dao Saint, she is very familiar with this realm.
When a saint preaches, he can cause the sky to fall into chaos, Golden Lotuses Springing from the Earth, and his voice turns into Great Dao Runes, making the listeners intoxicated.
But Qin Feng is obviously not even Quasi-Saint!
Why can he do this?
However, before she could figure this out, an even more incredible sight happened.
As Qin Feng narrated, the light and shadow began to distort violently throughout the Wa Palace.
Those pictures that originally only existed in Qin Feng's description actually appeared out of thin air!
A dynamic picture of light and shadow, full of vitality, slowly unfolded between the two people.
There are ancient sages, wearing animal skins, teaching the wisdom of drilling wood to make fire to countless ignorant and curious tribesmen by the swaying campfire.
A wise man like Cangjie looked up at the sky, looked down at the bird tracks, and carved the first symbol representing "man" on the tortoise shell with the most immature brushstrokes.
Countless mortals did not pray to the gods when facing the monstrous floods. Instead, under the leadership of a leader named "Yu the Great", they used their own hands to dredge the rivers and fight against the sky and the earth.
The screen changes.
Among the Jixia Academy, hundreds of scholars wearing different costumes were arguing with each other over whether "human nature is inherently good" or "human nature is inherently evil". The sparks of their thoughts collided fiercely in the fierce debate.
In addition to Hangu Pass, an old man with white beard and hair rode Green Ox slowly westward, leaving behind a five-thousand-word True Words of Morality, which was the beginning of Taoism.
In the countryside, a Mohism craftsman is leading his disciples to study exquisite mechanisms and equipment. Their goal is to create a "Non-Aggression" device that allows mortals to have the power to protect themselves.
On the battlefield where the war is raging, the generals wearing heavy armor, holding military books, are strategizing and winning thousands of miles away.
A combination of lobbyists, with their sharp tongue, can stir up troubles in the world and cause powerful empires to fall apart.
In the prosperous age of singing and dancing, the capital was bustling with traffic, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and their faces were filled with smiles from the heart.
One scene after another.
From ignorance to civilization, from tribe to country, from war to peace, from survival to thought.
The possibility of the development of the human race over tens of thousands, or even millions of years, has been evolved by Qin Feng, "Sound of the Great Dao".
These pictures are terrifyingly real.
Nuwa can even clearly see the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy on the faces of the mortals in the scroll, and can feel their unyieldingness in the face of suffering and their joy when they achieve achievements.
She, the creator of the human race, only at this moment truly "saw" the race she created for the first time.
She was completely immersed in it.
My mind was completely attracted by this magnificent Sound of the Great Dao. Following those light and shadow paintings, I personally experienced the fragility and greatness, insignificance and extraordinaryness of human civilization.
She saw how the human race relied on its own wisdom and courage to survive in the cracks between Primordial World races in the years without the protection of gods.
She saw that when faced with natural and man-made disasters, although they would cry and despair, there were always some people who were willing to step forward and light the torch of hope.
She saw that countless mortals would risk their lives for an idea or an idea, and their beliefs were so firm that even some gods and gods would be ashamed.
It turns out...
It turns out that what I created is not just a weak tool used to prove the truth.
Rather, it is a great race with infinite possibilities and the ability to create miracles on its own!
Boom!
After realizing this, Nuwa's holy soul was shaken.
Her Sacred Dao of Creation, which had been stagnant for countless Yuanhui, seemed to be injected with an unprecedented new energy at this moment and began to run crazily.
The core of her original way of creation lies in "birth" and the creation of the physical body.
But now, Qin Feng showed her "Spiritual Creation" and "Civilization Creation", like the two most important puzzle pieces, perfectly embedded in the gap in her avenue.
Life is just the beginning.
Reproduction, inheritance, death, struggle, creation, thought... all of these together constitute a complete and grand "closed loop of creation"!
She felt that her perfect holy path was like a sponge that had dried up for hundreds of millions of years, frantically absorbing the truth contained in Qin Feng's words.
Her Tao is being rapidly supplemented and perfected.
In fact, it is transforming towards a higher and more grand level that she has never imagined before!
Nuwa never thought that this weak race she created would one day be able to complete the path to sanctification for her, the Creator!
The way she looked at Qin Feng had completely changed.
That is no longer looking at a junior, nor is it looking at an interesting man.
Instead, he is looking at "Dao Master" who guides him in the direction of the road!
Just when the avenue in the Wa Palace was roaring and the saint was intoxicated.
The Daoist sound, which was almost imperceptible but contained the supreme wisdom, seemed to have penetrated through eternity of time and space and quietly leaked out from the closed door of the palace.
Outside the palace gate.
Shi Ji and Chang'e are standing side by side, their pretty faces full of anxiety and worry.
Qin Feng has been in for a while, but there is no movement at all.
That's Saint's Dojo.
Although Qin Feng has great magical powers, can he really get a favor from a real Heavenly Dao Saint?
Especially Shi Ji is extremely anxious.
After all, Qin Feng came to meet Empress Nuwa because of her business.
If Qin Feng offends the saint because of herself and encounters something unexpected, she will never be able to forgive herself in this life.
"Sister Chang'e, you said...Qin Feng, will he be fine?"
Shi Ji clenched her fists tightly, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice.
Chang'e frowned and shook his head slightly, his cold face full of solemnity.
"The power of the saint is unfathomable, we can only believe in him."
Even though she said this, her hanging heart never let go for a moment.
Just when the two of them were confused and restless.
The trace of "Sound of the Great Dao" leaked out from the crack in the door, floating in the air, just got into their ears.
Buzz--!
Almost at the same moment, the delicate bodies of the two beautiful goddesses shook violently, as if they were hit hard by an invisible Chaos Divine Thunder!
Their minds instantly went blank.
The anxiety, worry, and tension just now, all the emotions disappeared without a trace at this moment.
Instead, countless profound and profound insights, as well as wonderful and wonderful insights, poured into their Primordial Spirit like a flood that broke a dam!
"This... this is..."
The eyes of Shi Ji and Chang'e lost focus at the same time and fell into a mysterious state of enlightenment.
They didn't even have time to think about where the voice came from. Their whole minds were involuntarily attracted by the truth contained in the voice, and they fell instantly.
Shi Ji is an innate stubborn stone that has been transformed into a spirit. It cultivates the way of perseverance and perseverance.
But at this moment, under the guidance of Sound of the Great Dao, she suddenly understood that "persistence" is not the whole of Tao.
Stubborn rocks can also be turned into fertile soil, nourishing all things.
The ultimate in hardness is not eternity, but another form of "dedication" and "circulation."
Her Tao, at this moment, moved from rigid "firmness" to flexible "change"!
And Chang'e has lived in Guanghan for a long time, his body is in harmony with Taiyin, and his Daoism is cold and aloof.
What she heard was an explanation of "civilization" and "emotion".
She saw the joys and sorrows between mortals, and the word "love" that seemed small but could shake the world.
Her heart, which had been frozen for countless years, began to slowly melt as if illuminated by a ray of warm sunshine.
She understood that the way of Taiyin is not only about loneliness and coldness, but also about protection and gentleness.
Click! Click!
There seemed to be some invisible barrier within the two of them that was being broken one after another.
The bottleneck in their cultivation that had troubled them for countless years began to loosen violently in this short moment.
The understanding of one's own path has advanced by leaps and bounds at an unprecedented speed!
Just hearing the lingering sound that accidentally leaked out when Qin Feng was preaching gave them such a great opportunity!
The two women sat cross-legged, with their majestic appearance, and the Daoist charm flowing around their bodies. They actually entered a deep level of enlightenment on the spot.