bayedsolid Chapter 248 The Primordial World (5)
Chapter 248 The Primordial World (5)
Qinglian and Duobao each said a sentence to coax Wangyou away from the plate of meat whose original form could not be identified. Then Duobao quickly destroyed the body to cover up the evidence.
Fortunately, Wangyou only hesitated for a short while before giving up. If she couldn't learn it, she couldn't learn it. This time, she really gave up; she simply hadn't mastered the skill of cooking.
Seeing Wangyou happy, Qinglian and Duobao both breathed a sigh of relief; Wangyou was truly terrifying when she was angry.
Qinglian tidied up the mess, then put the pots, pans, seasonings, and other utensils into her inner space, making cooking easier in the future.
"Qinglian, I noticed you used a green flame when you were cooking. Is that your natal flame?"
“Master, it is the Azure Lotus Sacred Flame, which is one with me.”
"That's great." Wangyou was very happy to have found a long-term meal ticket. In her happiness, she gave her a lot of good things and even some of her own kind, such as white lotus and red lotus, both of which were of the twelfth grade, but they had not yet developed consciousness.
And so, Wangyou, Qinglian, and Duobao embarked on their journey once again.
Here, time seems to be the least valuable thing.
"The sea stretches to the horizon, but life here is really quite boring!" Wangyou wanted to leave this world and go to other worlds to play, but she had a feeling that she couldn't leave this world for the time being.
"Master, look what's that?" Duobao said, pointing ahead.
"She has a human head and a snake's body; she is Nuwa."
"She's very pretty, but what's she doing?"
"We'll find out if we go and take a look."
When Wangyou and the others went over to take a look, they found that it was Nuwa making clay figures.
Wangyou suddenly remembered the myth of Nuwa creating humans, and it seemed that these clay figures were Nuwa's creations.
"I wonder which venerable one has arrived here?" Nuwa saw the three people, but she couldn't make out the woman in the lead's features, which made Nuwa very cautious.
"My name is Wangyou (Forget-Worry), what are you making these clay figures for?"
"I've lived too long, I want to create some little people similar to me to keep me company." Nuwa smiled gently.
Can I play for a while?
"Of course." Nuwa handed Wangyou a lump of clay, and Wangyou rolled up his sleeves and began to sculpt a human figure with Nuwa.
Seeing Wangyou having a great time, Qinglian and Duobao tactfully walked to the side. Duobao munched on bamboo while Qinglian prepared food.
Nuwa blew on each clay figure she had sculpted, and the clay figures on the ground came to life, and thus, humankind was born.
Wangyou sculpted a man and a woman, but not based on their appearance. Instead, she sculpted their faces using an AI model. After sculpting them, Wangyou imitated her and blew a breath of immortal energy, bringing the two little figures on the ground to life.
"mother!"
"Thump!" The two were thrown away by the startled Wangyou. "How did she become a mother?"
"Because you are the god who created them." Nuwa keenly sensed that the people Wangyou created were clearly different from those she created, so she spoke more cautiously.
"Then I'll make some more, but I can't let them call me 'Mommy' again, it'll scare them." Wangyou continued to sculpt clay figures with great enthusiasm.
Each one was meticulously crafted by her, and impeccable in every aspect. Wangyou sculpted exactly 250 people.
Nuwa got tired of sculpting clay figures, so she picked up a vine and flung the mud splatters out. The mud splatters landed and transformed into people, and from then on, humankind had social classes.
The 250 people that Wangyou created were exceptions. Wangyou didn't intend to create more people; she only hoped that their descendants would be more capable in the future.
After playing with the clay figures to their heart's content, Wangyou invited Nuwa to a sumptuous meal, then bid her farewell and set off again with Qinglian and Duobao.
"What are you looking at?" Fuxi came to find Nuwa and found her staring at a certain spot.
"I met a very interesting girl today. I can't see through her cultivation level. She must be at least a saint. But who is she?" Nuwa wondered.
"Nuwa, don't worry about these things. We just need to do our job well." Fuxi also had some thoughts, but they were ultimately suppressed by an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.
After playing until they were tired, Wangyou found a mountain and went into seclusion with Qinglian Duobao.
They stayed there for many years.
Until the water god Gonggong and the fire god Zhurong fought, and after Gonggong lost, he angrily rammed into Buzhou Mountain. Buzhou Mountain collapsed, and a huge hole was torn in the sky. From then on, natural disasters continued.
Looking at the endless rain, Wangyou could only feel two words: annoyed.
According to mythology, Nuwa finally patched up the sky with the stone that mended the sky, but how long would that take? Thinking of her brother Pangu who held up the sky and the earth, Wangyou appeared in the hole in the sky.
This really caused a huge hole in the sky. And Gonggong, if you're going to fight, you should fight. If you lose, why can't you just smash your head against a block of tofu? You had to smash your head against Mount Buzhou.
Despite her complaints, Wangyou still stepped in to mend the sky. Since pillars are prone to breaking down, then there's no need for pillars anymore. Anyway, nothing serious will happen without pillars. She just doesn't understand why Mount Buzhou would become a pillar. Her brother had stood tall for too long, and his body had turned to dust.
Mount Buzhou also lacks the aura of her brother Pangu, so it can only be said that it was man-made. Who would be so wicked as to poke a hole in the sky and then move a pillar to block it up? That's utterly despicable.
Wangyou, grumbling and cursing, finished mending the sky. When she returned, she saw Nuwa had prepared a pot of five-colored stones and was rushing over to mend the sky.
Seeing Nuwa rushing over, Wangyou suddenly had some doubts. Nuwa creating humans was a great deed, and mending the sky was also a great deed. But there were so many gods in the prehistoric era, and to be honest, Nuwa was not enough. How did it become her turn to do such a big thing?
While Wangyou was pondering, she saw Nuwa arrive, exclaiming, "The sky has been mended!"
"Yeah, it's fixed now. It's been raining every day, it's so annoying," Wangyou said helplessly.
Nuwa looked at the person who had patched up the sky halfway through. All her hard work had been for nothing. Logically, she should have been happy that the sky was patched up, but she didn't seem so happy. Instead, she felt as if she had lost something.
"What's wrong?" Wangyou asked, noticing Nuwa's pale face.
"It's nothing, it's good that it's fixed. I've been busy refining the Heaven-Mending Stones lately, so we won't need them now."
"Don't worry, I repaired the sky with chaotic energy and primordial purple energy, I guarantee no one can break it." Wangyou patted Nuwa's shoulder and said with a smile.
"That's good, then the human world will suffer less." Nuwa looked up at the humans who were happy because the rain had stopped and smiled.
"You're fine, don't get too involved with Hongjun, it won't do you any good." Wangyou saw that Nuwa was genuinely happy to see the humans, even though she was disappointed, and couldn't help but remind her.
Nuwa was puzzled and was about to ask why, but when she turned around, she could no longer find him.
What is Wangyou doing right now? He went to the Wu tribe to find Zhurong.
"I say, you're a saint, yet you bully a Golden Immortal, you've really made something of yourself!" In the Wu Clan territory, Wangyou grabbed Zhurong and gave him a good beating.
"Ancestor, I didn't mean it! Please let me explain!" Zhu Rong shouted as she ran, unable to defeat him.
"Wait, you can explain after I'm done beating you!" Wangyou was still not satisfied and continued to beat them. After finishing, she gave the twelve siblings a severe scolding before sitting down to listen to Zhurong's explanation.