Chapter 113 The Prehistoric Will Meets

For this descendant of Bi Fang who tried to shit on the head of the Chuangshi God, Yang Shou smiled and stroked its trembling body. The fiery red feathers were shining brightly, and it was still passively flapping the flames.

"The Creator, in the ancient myths of the God Realm, there is a divine bird reborn from the ashes, perhaps... it has the same effect as it."

The talisman brain flickered, and his eyes were focused on the bird in Yang Shou's palm.

It is a descendant of Bi Fang cultivated in the No. 2 petri dish, it is born with the ability of flames, and it can be called a walking fire machine.

Yang Shou was also looking forward to this, and then...

Stretching out his hand and throwing it lightly, an invisible force pulled Bi Fang's descendants towards the sacred hibiscus tree emitting high temperature.

It sensed the danger and kept flapping its wings, but it was of no avail. The force that pulled it was boundless and boundless. In front of this force, it was like a wave in the vast ocean, insignificant.

Yang Shou and Fu Nao concentrated on observing the descendant of Bi Fang who had climbed the hibiscus tree. The moment it touched the hibiscus tree with only one foot, it seemed to be scalded and kept jumping.

One foot kept jumping, and at the same time it let out a miserable scream, and the whole feather was burnt black in an instant, emitting a strange smell.

Yang Shou turned his head and looked at Funao: "It won't hang up, will it?"

Fu Nao made a brief analysis, and replied seriously: "No, after analysis, this bird is a descendant of Bi Fang, and has a strong ability to endure flames, so it won't be scalded to death by the high temperature of the Hibiscus tree."

Sure enough, Fu Nao's analysis made sense. Yang Shou had adjusted the time flow rate of the Hibiscus Sacred Tree to 300 years per minute, and the descendants of Bi Fang had the most difficult time adapting to the first 300 years.

Because the skin of the sacred hibiscus tree under their feet is too hot, every time Bi Fang's descendants touch the sacred tree, they will jump up and down, which looks very funny.

"Funao, although it has survived from the hibiscus tree, it...doesn't lay eggs."

Yang Shou looked at the descendants of Bi Fang who had been bouncing around for three hundred years, and looked at Fu Nao.

This proposal was first proposed by Fu Nao. The Fusang sacred tree has been created, simulating the conditions for the birth of the Golden Crow in ancient mythology, and it is short of laying eggs.

Fu Nao said unhurriedly: "As far as I know, this bird...is a male."

Hearing this, several black lines appeared on Yang Shou's forehead. He was only focused on observing the hibiscus tree just now, but forgot to find out the gender of this descendant of Bi Fang.

How does the male lay eggs?

"Does that mean I'm going to find it a wife?"

Fu Nao said very seriously: "That's right, and as far as possible, we need excellent physical bodies and good qualifications. I have tested this kun, and it is actually the king of Bi Fang's descendants. It has a strong physical body, which is about equivalent to a sixth-level powerhouse. Unmated, no offspring have been conceived."

Yang Shou glanced at the miserable descendant of Bi Fang who had been jumping on the Fusang sacred tree, not knowing what to say.

This virtue? Shit on your own head, or the king of Bifang?

In the end, Yang Shou could only take the talisman brain to travel the prehistoric land to help the future father of the Golden Crow find his wife.

The majestic Creator God controls the sky and the earth, and now he also manages mating.

But having said that, the king of Bi Fang has become a king, has no wife, has never mated, and is a single dog, which is really embarrassing.

Yang Shou couldn't help cursing a few words, and with the talisman brain, he crossed the mountains, rivers and seas in a single thought, like a giant of ten thousand feet, leaving an indelible figure among the prehistoric creatures.

Countless creatures looked up at the sky and witnessed the giant walking between the sky and the earth, with a majestic figure and radiant rays of light.

The radiance is naturally emitted by the talisman brain. As long as it thinks, it will emit various rays of light. At this time, it is rapidly investigating where the outstanding descendants of the mother Bi Fang will be.

On the island of life, an invisible body woke up from a deep sleep and murmured two notes: "Shishen..."

It is the consciousness that was born in the prehistoric world, that is, the consciousness of the tortoise shell of the prehistoric world itself.

The chaos does not know the years, and the prehistoric world has no years. In millions of years, its consciousness has gradually become complete, but when the world first opened, the figure of the creation of the world and the evolution of all living beings has been firmly engraved in its memory, indelible .

In a single thought, it moved tens of thousands of miles and hovered in front of Yang Shou. Even the brain of the talisman couldn't detect the nothingness, but only Yang Shou could perceive it.

Yang Shou frowned, paused in his steps, saw nothing in front of him, and before he could speak, he heard a clumsy voice: "Honghuang...see Shishen..."

At the beginning, the word "Hong Huang" was a name I picked up casually.

Shishin?

Yang Shou thought for a while, and immediately understood. I am afraid that the prehistoric consciousness remembered what he was like when he created the world, and regarded himself as the god of beginning, that is, the god of creation, the meaning of the creator?

As the God of Creation, he naturally had to keep his style. Yang Shou nodded lightly, and waved his hand, signaling the prehistoric consciousness to get out of the way.

At this moment, Honghuang's consciousness is like a well-behaved child, and he respectfully stepped aside, but at the same time, he couldn't help but burst out intermittent words: "I don't know...Shishen...what are you looking for? Honghuang...maybe...can...help ..."

Its words are transmitted to the consciousness, not any kind of language, and it is extremely convenient to communicate.

Yang Shou raised his eyebrows, and expressed his need for a high-quality female Bi Fang.

The Great Desolate Consciousness was stunned for a while after hearing this, but immediately it was a trivial matter. It had a single thought, and all the mothers and mothers in the entire Great Desolate Land appeared within a radius of one kilometer.

Seeing the sudden appearance, Yang Shou was almost taken aback. Looking at the chirping descendants of Bi Fang, he couldn't help frowning.

He finally knew why the descendant of Bi Fang had always been a bachelor.

Feelings are the only one that has atavistic phenomena. Its size is huge, countless times that of ordinary Bi Fang, and no female Bi Fang can match it...

If nothing else, it will be a bachelor for a lifetime.

"Shishen...does...have any other...requests..."

Seeing Yang Shou frowning, Honghuang Consciousness thought that there was something he didn't do well, so he hurriedly asked.

Yang Shou shook his head, it is too difficult for the prehistoric consciousness to make other Bi Fang appear atavistic, but for Yang Shou...

It is a piece of cake.

He waved his hand, causing the prehistoric consciousness to move over some male descendants of Bi Fang, and then covered half of the area where the female descendants of Bi Fang were. In front of the prehistoric consciousness, time began to accelerate.

One second, ten thousand years!

boom!

Rewind time and space!

Seeing such a miraculous scene with his own eyes for the first time, Honghuang consciousness couldn't help but let out a sound of horror, amazed, and respected Yang Shou even more.

Manipulating time and speeding up wantonly, how terrifying and majestic is this kind of power? !

The power that only Shishen can master!

The prehistoric consciousness at this time, like the most devout believer, followed Yang Shou with respect.

These Bi Fangs lived and reproduced for an unknown number of generations, and after one million years, there finally appeared nine Bi Fangs who returned to their ancestors and were shaped like sparrows.

Yang Shou glanced at the nine-headed Bi Fang, his face darkened.

Octopus?

Fortunately, there is a female, which makes Yang Shou a little speechless. The larger these extraordinary creatures seem to be, the harder it is to conceive offspring, especially the female, which is the key to reproduction, is the most difficult to give birth to.

"I want to reproduce the Golden Crow for the prehistoric world, you come back."

Yang Shou waved his hand to let the prehistoric consciousness return to the island of life, while he continued to cultivate the Golden Crow with the brain rune.

After the prehistoric consciousness retreated respectfully, Yang Shou looked down at the talisman brain on his shoulder, and asked involuntarily, "Why didn't you speak just now?"

The brain of the talisman flickered, and it was rare to imitate the emotion of fear, saying: "Just now... an invisible force appeared. I didn't dare to detect it, and I didn't dare to speak out. It is more terrifying than the great sage!"

Yang Shou frowned. Just now, when the prehistoric consciousness met him, he tried his best to restrain his breath in front of him, so he didn't perceive the horror of the prehistoric consciousness.

According to Funao, the prehistoric consciousness has grown to the peak of a half-step god?

After Yang Shou thought for a while, he understood that the speed of time flow here was too terrifying. After millions of years of cultivation, it is not surprising that he has cultivated to this level from the state of consciousness.

Fortunately, now he readjusts the flow rate of the prehistoric world to three thousand years a day.

"The space in this world is the largest. There is a small planet as a training space. Logically speaking, the achievements should far surpass the underground world."

During the rush, Yang Shou pondered, thinking about the future development direction of the prehistoric world.

If there is no accident, it should be the first level 7 to be born in this world, but...the way of runes and the way of wizards have huge flaws, and it is difficult to become a god. There are also flaws.

In front of the hibiscus tree, Yang Shou withdrew his thoughts, looked at Mu Bifang who was trembling in his hand, and gently threw it towards the hibiscus tree.

The king of the male, Bi Fang, was still bouncing around at this time, and did not dare to touch the branches of the hibiscus tree for a long time. When he saw Bi Fang, who had beautiful feathers and was about the same size as him, appeared, he fell in love with him immediately. Same.

Since it returned to its ancestors, although it has acquired extremely strong power and became the king of Bi Fang, its size is really too big...

The entire Bifang race, although the mother Bifang belongs to it, can't enjoy any of them.

At this time, when it saw its mother Bi Fang for the first time, it pounced on her, startling her.

For a moment, the fiery red feathers kept flying, and Bi Fang was still enduring the scorching flames, but was pinned on the Fusang sacred tree by the oncoming fellow clan.

Hey hey hey hey...

Yang Shou looked a little embarrassed, the talisman brain scattered light, and recorded this precious first-hand information without shame.

"According to the calculation of the probability of conception in the God Realm, the probability of conception this time is only 30%, and the quality of the conceived offspring is low. It is recommended to abort."

Yang Shou: "???"

He really wanted to know what Funao had learned in the earth's database.

As if aware that the Creator was very disdainful of his proposal, Fu Nao continued to explain: "The God Realm advocates eugenics and eugenics. If the parents of Jinwu want to conceive, they must not be sloppy. I suggest...set a time for them to have sex and let them choose auspicious days. ... a reasonable date deduced by science, and then conceived."

Yang Shou really wanted to complain, the knowledge of conception in the God Realm seemed useless to Bi Fang and the others...

But Fu Nao firmly believed in the truth of the God Realm, and thought that it could be used in all heavens and myriad worlds.

"Well, since you're so interested, I'll leave this prenatal and postnatal care plan to you to execute."

In the end, Yang Shou handed over this task to Fu Nao who was interested.