Immediately afterwards, a green light of creation fell from the sky.
Nuwa lowered her figure, but she did not manifest the power of Sage.
Wearing only a simple and elegant blue Daoist robe, Creation Power flowed all over his body like the spring breeze blowing on his face, followed by Fuxi.
When Three Ancestors of the Human Race saw Nuwa, he knelt down and saluted at the same time.
Nuwa is Holy Mother of the Human Race, the mother of all Human Race.
Nuwa stretched out his hand and gently lifted the three of them up.
Those clear eyes were filled with an uncontrollable soft light, and his voice was as gentle as a jade chime:
"Get up. The children have done a great job. I am very pleased that Human Race is doing as well as it is today."
Her eyes fell on the Kongtong Seal suspended in the golden light beam, and she looked at the four pictures engraved on all sides of the seal.
Fuxi teaches Bagua, the scene where she creates humans, Xuande sends disciples to teach writing, Human Race unites to fight against Primordial Wilderness Ferocious Beasts.
Each picture is a testimony of Human Race growing from scratch, from weak to strong.
She did not reach out to pick up Kongtong Seal, but just raised her right hand and gently brushed it over Kongtong Seal.
A wisp of Creation Power turned into golden rain and sprinkled Shouyang Mountain up and down.
Countless Human Races at the foot of the mountain felt a warm current pouring into their limbs and bones at the same time, which was the blessing from the Holy Mother.
Then she quietly stepped aside and watched the ceremony as Holy Mother of the Human Race.
Not long after, two rays of Buddha's light fell from the West sky.
Jieyin and Zhunti are at the top of Shouyang Mountain. Jieyin's whole body Nirvana Buddha Light is as restrained as an abyss, and Zhunti Seven-Colored Buddha Light is flowing like a rainbow.
Jieyin put his hands together and bowed to Three Ancestors of the Human Race. Zhunti gently raised Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and a seven-color light rain fell on Three Ancestors's shoulders.
Zhunti said loudly:
"Fellow Daoists, my two brothers and sisters are here to watch the ceremony on behalf of the Western Sect.
Junior Brother Xuande is still in retreat in Mount Sumeru Brahma Sound Cave and is unable to come in person. He specially asked us to pay our respects on his behalf.
Junior brother said that Primordial Wilderness is lucky to have Human Race Fortune. As Western Sect Future Buddha, he is also Human Race's eternal guardian.
After he comes out of quarantine, I will come to Shouyang Mountain in person to congratulate Human Race."
As soon as these words came out, all the saints present were slightly moved.
Jieyin and Zhunti did not say what Xuande would do in person at Shouyang Mountain after leaving customs.
But everyone present knew the deep connection between Xuande and Human Race.
After Nuwa became enlightened, he entrusted Human Race to the care of Xuande. Xuande sent his disciples to teach writing and medical skills, and protected Human Race for tens of thousands of years.
This kind of kindness is so important that no one among the saints Primordial Wilderness can match it.
When Goumang and Xuanming came to watch the ceremony on behalf of the Witch Clan, Three Ancestors of the Human Race personally came forward to greet them.
The cooperative and symbiotic relationship between the Witch Clan and Human Race has lasted for tens of thousands of years. This friendship is unique among Primordial Wilderness.
Goumang The power of the turquoise Life Fiendish Qi all over his body is as gentle as the spring breeze, and he offers a unique gift to the Witch Clan with his hands.
A talisman condensed from the Houtu Tribe and Earth Fiendish Law. The golden aura of reincarnation is faintly flowing around the talisman.
That is the mark that Houtu personally blessed with Reincarnation Power, which can protect Human Race a piece of Ancestral Land from external evil attacks for thousands of years.
Goumang smiled and said, "Witch Clan and Human Race are brothers who live in a tight relationship.
I hope fellow Daoist Human Race will accept this small gift."
Xuanming spoke up in a rare moment, his voice clear and cool but sincere. "Witch Clan and Human Race will be friends forever."
This is an extremely rare statement for Frost Ancestral Witch, who has always been taciturn.
Three Ancestors solemnly took the amulet, Suiren Shi clasped his fist towards Goumang Xuanming and said, "Witch Clan I am deeply grateful, Human Race."
When Kunpeng, on behalf of Demon Clan Heavenly Court, arrived at the event, he presented a very high-standard congratulatory gift.
Ten Fusang Leaves.
Fusang Leaves is the blade of Sun Star Fusang Divine Tree.
Each leaf contains the power of Sun Origin Essence, and the bright golden sun flows between the veins of the leaves. Although it is not a killing treasure, it symbolizes the solemn goodwill of Demon Clan Heavenly Court.
Kunpeng's attitude was respectful but not humble. He presented Fusang Leaves with both hands and bowed slightly to Three Ancestors of the Human Race:
"Heavenly Emperor His Majesty heard that Kongtong Seal was born, and specially ordered his ministers to come to watch the ceremony on behalf of Heavenly Court. Ten Fusang Leavess are not a sign of respect, so I would like to express my congratulations to Heavenly Court.
His Majesty said, Human Race Fortune is a grand event for Primordial Wilderness, and Demon Clan is willing to live in harmony with Human Race and prosper Primordial Wilderness together."
After handing over the congratulatory gift, he stepped aside and did not talk to Three Ancestors of the Human Race, nor did he talk to any Hunyuan.
It's just that when those sinister eyes swept over the saints present, they secretly assessed the attitude of all the forces towards Human Race.
When all forces gathered at the top of Shouyang Mountain, Kongtong Seal in the golden light pillar suddenly stopped rotating.
The images of Human Race printed on all sides of the body light up at the same time, and the light is no longer a dazzling golden color.
It is a gentle and deep dark gold, just like the heavy background color accumulated by Human Race over tens of thousands of years of history.
Fuxi Professor Bagua's picture could faintly hear the rustle of hexagrams and lines, and Nuwa Creates Humans's picture echoed with the baby's first cry.
In the scene of Xuande sending his disciples to teach Chinese characters, the sound of Sanskrit reading aloud could be heard.
The scene of Human Race united as one to fight against Primordial Wilderness Ferocious Beasts is filled with the symphony of war drums and horns.
The dragon roars of the nine golden dragons on the seal button sounded at the same time.
The dragon's chant became clearer and longer, penetrating Shouyang Mountain and the Primordial Wilderness earth, as if announcing the rise of Human Race to the entire world.
Kongtong Seal slowly flew towards Three Ancestors of the Human Race under the watchful eyes of everyone.
It did not fly to Laozi, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, nor Goumang Xuanming or Kunpeng.
It flew to Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, Ziyi Shi.
Suiren Shi stretched out his hands tremblingly, those rough hands that drilled wood to make fire and led Human Race out of ignorance.
The moment Kongtong Seal fell into the palm of my hand, the slight pause was not heavy, but it seemed to carry the fate of the entire Human Race.
He caught this treasure that carried Human Race tens of thousands of years Fortune.
Kongtong Seal made a low hum in his palm.
It was like responding to the call of Human Race Fortune, and also like announcing to all the powers present that Human Race Treasure, Angelica Human Race was in charge.
Youchao Shi and Ziyi Shi reached out their hands at the same time and pressed on the back of Suiren Shi's hand holding Kongtong Seal.
The hands of Three Ancestors are folded together on Kongtong Seal, symbolizing that Human Race's fire is passed down from generation to generation and continues to prosper.
None of the Hunyuan experts present made a move to fight for it. They just watched this scene quietly, with different expressions on their faces.
There is relief, emotion, and deep thinking.
Kongtong Seal chose to return to the hands of Human Race. This is not only a blessing for Human Race, but also a sign that the Primordial Wilderness pattern is about to usher in a new round of reshuffle.
Shouyang Mountain's top, Kongtong Seal slowly converged the bright golden light pillar in the palm of Suiren Shi's hand.
The nine golden dragons on the body of the seal re-circled around the button of the seal, and the images of Human Race living beings reflected in the orb gradually disappeared into the depths of the body of the seal.
This treasure, which has carried Human Race tens of thousands of years Fortune, lies quietly in the rough palms of Three Ancestors of the Human Race, as warm as jade and as calm as a mountain.
Suiren Shi held Kongtong Seal and exchanged glances with Youchao Shi and Ziyi Shi.
When the three people's eyes met, they reached a consensus without words.
Suiren Shi turned around, held Kongtong Seal high with both hands, and solemnly knelt down in the direction of Nuwa. The old voice echoed from the top of Shouyang Mountain:
"Holy Mother, since Human Race was born, thanks to the grace of creation, Fuxi's teaching, and Xuande's protection, Fortune is flourishing like it is today.
However, the foundation of Human Race is still shallow, and there is no powerful person in the clan to take charge. Kongtong Seal is tied to Human Race Fortune. If we, a mortal body, were to take charge, we might bear the weight of this seal.
Please ask Our Lady to take charge of Kongtong Seal and protect Human Race Fortune from falling with the dignity of Our Lady.
Human Race descendants will never forget the grace of Our Lady for generations to come."
Youchao Shi and Ziyi Shi knelt down at the same time and said in unison, "I beg the Holy Mother to take charge of Kongtong Seal."
Three Ancestors knelt down, Shouyang Mountain and countless Human Race kneeled down at the same time.
On the top of the mountain, on the mountainside, and at the foot of the mountain, Human Race monks and mortals who came for pilgrimage were densely packed and knelt down to form a golden ocean.
All eyes are focused on Nuwa and their common mother.
Nuwa Standing in Qingfeng on the top of Shouyang Mountain, the elegant blue robe was slightly rolled up by the mountain wind.
She looked down at Three Ancestors of the Human Race kneeling in front of her, and then at the countless kneeling figures at the top, mountainside, and foot of the mountain.
Among them are Human Race monks who are successful in practicing "Creation True Scripture", and their cultivation has reached the level of Golden Immortal; there are young Qi Refining Stage who have just embarked on the path of spiritual practice, and their eyes still have the clarity of being unexperienced in the world.
There was an old hunter with a weathered face, his hands were covered with thick calluses but he still pressed them firmly on the ground and performed the most solemn etiquette.
There was a woman holding a baby in her arms. The baby didn't cry or fuss, and looked curiously at the green figure on the top of the mountain with its dark eyes.
Those are her children, the children she pinched with Nine Heavens Breath Soil and gave life to with her own essence and blood.
Tens of thousands of years ago, they were just a new and ignorant race under Mount Sumeru. They couldn't even drill wood to make fire, or tie a rope to remember things.
Now they have spread all over the Primordial Wilderness land, built tribes and cities, created writing and skills, and condensed their own Fortune treasures. Her children have grown up.
Nuwa raised his head slightly, forcing back the fleeting sparkle in his eyes.
She stretched out her hand to help Suiren Shi up from the ground, and then motioned Youchao Shi and Ziyi Shi to get up. Her voice was gentle but with an unquestionable firmness:
"Suiren Shi, I appreciate your thoughts.
Kongtong Seal is the seal of Human Race Fortune. The reason why it chose to return to your hands is because Human Race's Fortune should be controlled by Human Race himself.
Although I am Holy Mother of the Human Race, I cannot overstep my authority.
Human Race's road must ultimately be walked by Human Race himself. I can give you life, I can give you skills, and I have given you everything I can.
But there is one thing that I can never give you.
That is your own destiny.
Destiny is something that is given by others and is not yours after all.
Only the path you choose, the burden you shoulder, and the Fortune you earn truly belongs to Human Race.
Kongtong Seal is yours, Fortune of Human Race is yours.
What you have to do is not to hand it over to me, but to protect it well and let it witness Human Race walking its own path on this Primordial Wilderness land."
Her voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of every Human Race on Shouyang Mountain clearly.
Those mortals at the foot of the mountain who have not yet embarked on the path of spiritual practice cannot understand what "Fortune" is and what "Kongtong Seal" is.
But they understood the Virgin Mary's words, "Human Race's road must be walked by oneself."
Some old people silently wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, some young people clenched their fists, and some mothers hugged their children tighter.
Suiren Shi's hands trembled slightly, not because of nervousness, but because Nuwa's words hit the deepest chord in his heart.
He has lived for tens of thousands of years, from the first ancestors of the human race who drilled wood to make fire to the white-haired ancestors of today.
Of course he hopes that Human Race can be protected by Sage, so that treasures like Kongtong Seal will not attract the covetousness of foreign races.
But Nuwa is right, if even Human Race's own Fortune treasure has to be handed over to others.
That Human Race will always be just a protected vassal and will never become the real protagonist.
"Our Lady's teachings, Suiren Shi will bear them in mind."
He took Kongtong Seal back into his arms and bowed deeply to Nuwa again. This time it was not a plea, but a gratitude.
Nuwa smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the top of Suiren Shi's gray hair, and then brushed the shoulders of Youchao Shi and Ziyi Shi.
Creation Power turned into three rays of soft blue light and sank into Three Ancestors's body. That was not a gift from cultivation, but a mother's blessing to her child.
May you live long, may you be resilient, may you not fail in the wind and rain.
Laozi stood aside and had a panoramic view of this scene.
When Nuwa stopped, he nodded slightly, his voice flat but with some heartfelt approval. "Fellow Daoist Nuwa said this is a great kindness.
Human Race Fortune should be controlled by Human Race. It is not a blessing to be imposed by external forces.
The door of Daoism is always open to Human Race. Anyone who is determined to follow the Tao can practice Golden Core Great Dao regardless of his or her qualifications. The poor Daoist retires."
He bowed to Nuwa and Three Ancestors of the Human Race, then mounted Azure Ox and rode away on the clouds.
Yuanshi put Pangu Banner into his sleeves and nodded slightly to Nuwa and Three Ancestors of the Human Race: "Now that Kongtong Seal has returned to its place, Chan Sect will not disturb Human Race's self-determination."
If Guangchengzi has free time in the future, he should continue to preach at Human Race and carry forward the purpose of expounding Great Dao." After saying this, he took Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage and left.
Tongtian walked up to Nuwa, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a free and easy smile, "Senior sister, you have so much courage.
The saying that you are in charge of your own destiny is more thorough than Great Dao.
Interception Sect has many disciples under Human Race, and I will not favor one over another.
Human Race If you have any difficulties, Biyou Palace's door is always open."
He cupped his fist and saluted Nuwa, then nodded to Three Ancestors of the Human Race. Green Duckweed Sword unsheathed his sword and flew away through the air.
Jieyin put his hands together, Nirvana Buddha Light slowly converged behind him.
He saluted Nuwa and Three Ancestors of the Human Race, his voice still hoarse but with some sincere emotion:
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa's words are exactly my Western Sect's purpose of "saving all living beings".
Digitization is not a replacement, but a guide.
All living beings have their own way, and forceful interference will destroy their original purpose.
Junior brother Xuande will definitely come to Shouyang Mountain in person to talk to Human Race after he is released from isolation. At that time, Western Sect will participate in the grand event with Human Race."
Zhunti lifted Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree gently, and a seven-color light rain fell on Three Ancestors's shoulder, smiling:
"Daoist friends, take care. Western Sect is doing Dharma transmission at Human Race. If you need anything, you can come to Mount Sumeru at any time."
Two Buddha lights rose side by side and flew towards West.
Goumang and Xuanming stepped forward to salute Nuwa. Goumang's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze:
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, Witch Clan and Human Race have been friends for generations. If little sister Houtu knows that Human Race Fortune is booming, she will be very happy.
Witch Clan is willing to form a permanent alliance with Human Race and help each other."
Xuanming did not speak, but bowed slightly to Nuwa, nodded to Three Ancestors of the Human Race, and then turned and left together with Goumang.
The figures of the two Ancestral Witch gradually disappeared in the clouds and mist in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, leaving only the earth evil amulet exuding a warm golden luster in the palm of Suiren Shi.
Kunpeng was the last one to step forward.
His attitude was still respectful but not humble. He bowed to Nuwa, then cupped his fists to Three Ancestors of the Human Race and said:
"Demon Clan Heavenly Court congratulates Human Race Fortune on their prosperity. Ten pieces of Fusang Leaves were hand-picked by His Majesty Heavenly Emperor and Empress Changxi to express Heavenly Court's goodwill and resignation."
After saying that, it turned into a black shadow and flew towards Northern Heavenly Gate, and its figure looked particularly lonely under the golden light of Thirty-Three Heavens.
In the blink of an eye, only Nuwa, Three Ancestors of the Human Race, and countless Human Race people were left on the top of the Shouyang Mountain that originally had so many powerful people gathered there.
Nuwa watched the last breath of Hunyuan disappear into the sky, then turned around and whispered to Three Ancestors of the Human Race:
"I cannot stay in Primordial Wilderness for a long time, so I will return to the Wa Huang Palace.
Human Race's affairs will be left to yourselves."
Three Ancestors knelt down to see each other off again, Nuwa waved his hand, and the green light flashed around his body, and his figure disappeared from the top of Shouyang Mountain, flying towards the depths of Chaos.
That cyan figure flew higher and higher in the eyes of countless people of Human Race.
Eventually it turned into an imperceptible green light on the horizon, blending into the endless Chaos beyond the Primordial Wilderness sky.