For the descendant of Bi Fang who tried to **** on the head of the God of Creation, Yang Shou smiled and stroked its trembling body, the fiery red feathers were shining, and the flames were still passively fluttering.

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

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

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

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

Reaching out and tossing it gently, an invisible force pulled the descendants of Bi Fang towards the sacred Fusang tree that exudes high temperature.

It sensed danger and flapped its wings constantly, but it was to no avail. The force pulling it was boundless. In front of this force, it was as insignificant as a wave in the vast ocean.

Yang Shou and Fu Nao attentively observed the descendant of Bi Fang who 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 there was a painful scream, and the entire feather was a little charred in an instant, exuding an odor.

Yang Shou turned his head and looked at Fu Nao: "It won't hang, right?"

Fu Nao made a brief analysis and replied seriously: "No, after analysis, this bird is a descendant of Bi Fang, and has a strong flame tolerance, so it will not be scalded to death by the high temperature of the Fusang tree."

Sure enough, Fu Nao's analysis made sense. Yang Shou had adjusted the time flow rate of the divine fusang tree to one minute and three hundred years.

Because the skin of the hibiscus tree under his feet was too hot, every time the descendants of Bi Fang touched the tree, they would jump up, which looked very funny.

"Fu Nao, although it survived from the hibiscus tree, but... it doesn't lay eggs."

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

This proposal was first proposed by Fu Nao. The fusang tree has been built, simulating the conditions for the birth of the Golden Crow in ancient mythology, and it is almost impossible to lay eggs.

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

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

How does the male lay eggs?

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

Fu Nao said very seriously: "That's right, and as far as possible, you need someone with excellent physical body and good aptitude. I have tested this Kun, and it is actually the king of Bi Fang's descendants. The physical body is powerful, about the equivalent of a sixth-level powerhouse, but from the Unmated, no offspring."

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

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

Yang Shou didn't know what to say anymore, so he could only take Fu Nao to travel across the land to help the future father of the Golden Crow find a wife.

The dignified creation god, who is in charge of the heavens and the earth, is now in charge of mating.

But then again, this king of Bi Fang has become a king. He has no wife, never mates, and a single dog, which is really shameful.

Yang Shou couldn't help but slandered a few words. With a rune on his head, he crossed the mountains, rivers and seas like a giant, leaving an indelible figure among all beings in the wild.

Countless creatures looked up at the sky and witnessed giants walking between the heavens and the earth, splendid and radiant.

That light is naturally emitted by Fu Brain. As long as it thinks, it will emit various lights. At this time, it is quickly investigating where the descendants of the excellent mother Bi Fang will be.

On the island of life, an invisible body woke up from a deep sleep and murmured a two-character note: "The Beginning God..."

It is the consciousness of the birth of the prehistoric world, that is, the consciousness of the original tortoise shell of the prehistoric world.

Chaos does not know the year, and the wilderness has no time. In millions of years, its consciousness has gradually become complete, but when the world first opened, the figure of the world that opened up the world and evolved all living beings has been firmly engraved in its memory, indelible. .

In a single thought, it moved thousands of miles and hovered in front of Yang Shou. The nihilistic figure, even Fu Nao, could not detect it, only Yang Shou could perceive it.

Yang Shou frowned, his footsteps paused, and he saw nothing in front of him. Before he could speak, he heard a clumsy voice: "Honghuang...Meet the Beginning God..."

At the beginning, the word "Honghuang" was still a name that he chose casually.

Beginning God?

Yang Shou thought about it, and immediately understood, I am afraid that Honghuang consciousness remembered what he looked like when he created the world, and regarded himself as the beginning god, that is, the creator god, the meaning of the creator?

As the God of Creation, it is natural to maintain a forceful attitude. Yang Shou nodded lightly, waved his hand, and signaled Honghuang consciousness to move away.

At this moment, Hong Huang's consciousness is like a well-behaved child, and he respectfully moves away, but at the same time he can't help but let out intermittent voices: "I don't know... Originator... What are you looking for? Hong Huang... maybe... can... help... …”

Yang Shou raised his eyebrows and said his request for a high-quality mother Bi Fang.

After hearing this, the prehistoric consciousness was stunned for a while, but immediately it was a trivial matter. It was a thought, and all the mother Bi Fang in the entire prehistoric land appeared within a radius of 1,000 meters.

Yang Shou looked at the scene that suddenly appeared, and was almost taken aback. Looking at the twittering descendants of Bi Fang, he couldn't help frowning.

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

It is the only one that has an atavistic phenomenon. Its size is huge, and it is countless times that of ordinary Bi Fang. No mother Bi Fang can match it...

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

"The Beginning God...is there...anything else...request..."

Hong Huang consciously saw Yang Shou frowning, thinking that he had not done a good job, and asked quickly.

Yang Shou shook his head. It would be too difficult for other Bi Fangs to return to their ancestors, but for Yang Shou...

It's easy.

He waved his hand, letting Honghuang consciousness move over some of the male Bi Fang descendants, and then enveloped the area where half of the female Bi Fang descendants were. In front of Hong Huang consciousness, time began to accelerate.

One second, ten thousand years!

boom!

Time rewind!

For the first time seeing such a miraculous scene with his own eyes, Hong Huang's consciousness couldn't help but let out a horrified sound, and was amazed, and he became more and more respectful to Yang Shou.

Manipulating time, accelerating recklessly, how terrifying and stalwart is this... kind of power? !

The power that only the primordial **** can master!

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

These Bi Fangs were born and died and reproduced for many generations. After a million years, there finally appeared a Bi Fang with nine headed throwbacks and a body shape like a sparrow.

Yang Shou glanced at the nine-headed Bi Fang, and his face couldn't help but turn dark.

Eight-headed male?

Fortunately, there is a mother, which makes Yang Shou speechless. The larger the size of these extraordinary creatures, the more difficult it seems to have offspring, especially the mother, as the key to reproduction, the most difficult to be born.

"I want to multiply the Golden Crow for the prehistoric world, and you will return."

Yang Shou waved his hand and let the Honghuang consciousness return to the island of life, while he continued to cultivate the golden crow with the talisman.

After Hong Huang's consciousness resigned respectfully, Yang Shou looked down at Fu Nao on his shoulder and asked, "Why didn't you speak just now?"

Fu Nao's light flickered, and he rarely simulated the emotion of fear, saying: "Just now... an invisible force appeared, I dare not probe, dare not speak, it is more terrifying than the great sage!"

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

If Fu Nao said that, the consciousness of the flood has grown to the peak of the half-step god?

After thinking for a while, Yang Shou understood that the flow of time here is too terrifying. It is not surprising that millions of years of cultivation have reached this level from the state of consciousness.

Fortunately, now he has readjusted the flow rate of the prehistoric world, trimming it 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 exceed the underground world."

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

If nothing else, this world should be the first to give birth to the seventh level, but... the way of runes and the way of wizards have huge flaws, and it is difficult to become a god. There will also be flaws.

In front of the hibiscus tree, Yang Shou retracted his thoughts, looked at the trembling mother Bi Fang, and threw it gently towards the hibiscus tree.

The prince's king Bi Fang was still jumping around at this time, and he didn't dare to touch the branches of the fusang tree for a long time. When he saw Bi Fang with beautiful feathers and his body size, he immediately fell in love with him. Same.

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

The entire Bifang race, although the mother Bifang belongs to it, cannot enjoy it.

At this time, when it first saw its mother Bi Fang, it jumped up at once, startling the other party.

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

hey hey hey...

Yang Shou looked a little embarrassed, and Fu Nao radiated light, recording this precious first-hand information without shame.

"According to the probability of conception in the God Realm~lightnovelpub.net~ The probability of conception this time is only 30%, and the quality of the offspring is low. It is recommended to have an abortion."

Yang Shou: "???"

He really wanted to know what Fu Nao had learned in Earth's database.

Seemingly aware that the Creator is very disdainful of his proposal, Fu Nao continued to explain: "The God Realm advocates prenatal and postnatal care, and Jinwu's parents must not be careless if they want to conceive. ...a reasonable date deduced by science, and then conceived."

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

But Fu Nao believes in the truth of the God Realm, and thinks that it can be used in all heavens and all realms.

"Well, since you are so interested, then this eugenics and prenatal care plan will be handed over to you to implement."

In the end, Yang Shou gave the task to Fu Nao who was interested.

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