The spirit behind the gods

Today, there are many races in the wilderness, and they are divided into two camps: the witch clan and the demon clan.

From Buzhou Mountain to the East China Sea, Nuwa saw too many races fighting, and the continuous killing made Nuwa see the death of life and the killing inferiority of many desolate races.

"I'm going to create a better race!"

Nuwa, who gave birth to this desire, became active with the Hongmeng purple qi she mastered, and Nuwa, who was enlightened, also sat down on the soil on the ground and tried to pinch out all kinds of living beings, but without exception they were not satisfied.

With repeated attempts, in the process of kneading clay figures, Nuwa's mastery of the way of creation became more and more complete, and he soon found inspiration from his own shadow in the pond.

The innate Taoism that is the mainstream in the flood and wilderness is the prototype, and Nuwa has pinched out human beings in a broad sense, but it is a pity that the clay figures made out of the earth, no matter how Nuwa performs the way of creation, cannot become an independent race.

Just when Nuwa hesitated, his brothers Fuxi and Wuyou appeared behind Nuwa silently.

"Fuxi Daoyou, the day of Nuwa Daoyou's enlightenment is just around the corner!

The gourd vine that was once in the Buzhou Mountains was thrown to Nuwa by Wuyou, and Fuxi also threw Qiankun Ding in the direction of Nuwa.

With the two treasures in hand, Nuwa took out the Nine Heavens Rest Soil she had obtained from Hongjun.

The Nine Heavens Breath Soil can be called the essence of the soil, and the cultivation of spiritual roots is enough to bring its grade to a higher level, and Nuwa has been reluctant to use it, but when the Great Dao has a feeling, without any hesitation, she directly uses the best materials.

With the origin of Qiankun Ding's rebellion, Nuwa integrated her own essence and blood into the Nine Heavens Resting Soil.

"The lonely yin is not born, the lonely yang is not long, the yin and yang are in harmony, and the life is endless!"

Just as Nuwa was about to make a move, Fu Xi, who had never appeared, also threw his own essence and blood into the Nine Heavens Rest.

"Thank you, brother, for your help!"

If there is only Nuwa's essence and blood, then it will definitely be yin and yang, which will eventually lead to the imperfection of the birth of the human race, and even lead to the failure of human creation.

And among the living beings in the wilderness, not just one person can combine the essence blood with the essence blood of Nuwa.

Nuwa and Fuxi themselves were born as compatriots, and they were born with an affinity, and only such two people could perfectly fuse their essence and blood together.

Yin and Yang are harmonized, turning into the most perfect state, combined with the rebellious origin of Qiankun Ding, and the essence blood mixed with the Nine Heavens Rest Soil can be called the essence of blood.

Nuwa used the innate gourd to throw it out, and directly rolled up the Nine Heavens Rest Soil and threw it out, and the Terran, who had already pinched countless times in Nuwa's heart, turned into the shape of the Terran with the gourd vine thrown out in an instant, and at the same time, each clay figure was endowed with top-notch spirituality.

Terran, born!

As Nuwa did it for a week, she created a million Terrans in one breath, which seems like a lot at first glance, but you must know how vast the flood is, even if it is just a small tribe below the two Lich Clans, the population will be counted in the tens of millions, and the Terrans are too small today.

The first generation of the human race, which was transformed by the blood of the Nine Heavenly Rest Soil and Nuwa and Fuxi, after the sacrifice of Qiankun Ding, the qualifications of this first generation of the human race became extremely terrifying, and it was not even worse than some innate beings.

Coupled with the existence of the innate Dao body, this human race generation can be called the one with the highest starting point among the hundred races of the Flood Desolation.

The human race, which had just given birth to Lingzhi, quickly gathered together, and they all looked at Nuwa Fuxi, almost at the same time.

"Mother God, God Father!"

As the Terrans worshiped Nuwa and Fuxi as their parents, the relationship between the Terrans and Nuwa and Fuxi was linked, and at the same time, Nuwa looked up at the golden clouds of merit that had been condensed in the sky, and said suddenly, "You were created for me, and you were given the name of the Terran, I am the mother of the Terrans, and my brother is the father of your Terrans!"

As soon as these words were finished, the golden clouds of merit in the sky immediately formed a huge whirlpool, and at the same time, the auspicious clouds were churning and expanding, and the sky was full of golden flowers, and the terrifying golden clouds of merit covered the entire heavenly dome at the same time.

The huge pillar of merit light instantly projected out from the golden cloud of merit, and when it was about to fall to the ground, it was divided into three, of which more than seventy percent fell on Nuwa, more than two percent fell on Fu Xi, who assisted, and the last half was given to Wu You, who provided the innate gourd Teng.

Half of it seems that there are not many, but the merit of creating human beings is huge and rare in ancient times, only inferior to the merit of Pangu in the past and even greater than the merit of Zhi Hongjun's three sermons.

As a large amount of merit entered her body, Nuwa's understanding of the way of creation became more and more profound, and at the same time, the Hongmeng purple qi, which had been in her sea of consciousness without moving, suddenly hooked the massive merit and continued to increase her cultivation.

The seventh layer of quasi-saints, the eighth layer of quasi-saints, the ninth layer of quasi-saints...

With the consummation of cultivation, Nuwa's Yuan Shen flew to the void in the underworld with the traction of Hongmeng's purple qi, and finally pinned the Yuan Shen on the void with the permission of the Heavenly Dao.

The power of the saint is certainly unstoppable, but if she wants to affect the entire flood wilderness, Nuwa, who has stepped into the realm of the Mixed Yuan Infinite Luo Jin Immortal with the power of merit alone, is far from reaching this point, this is Wuyou's judgment through her own situation.

Spreading the power of the saint all over the desolate land, this is the way of heaven helping Nuwa, so as to promote the majesty of the saint,

The coercion of the saints spread throughout the desolation, and countless living beings knelt down in the direction of Nuwa's place to worship and see them, and even the quasi-saint power had to bow down to show respect in the face of the sage's coercion.

Sanqing is located in the Heavenly Palace, and he is still inevitably intimidated by the might of the saint, and Yuqing, who thinks of himself as Nuwa's senior brother, is now surpassed by his own junior sister, even with his current state of mind, he feels a little unhappy.

As the first disciple of Hongjun, Taiqing is naturally a little unwilling, and as a senior brother, he also has his own pride, but now that Nuwa has become holy, then Taiqing can only look forward to everything.

"Don't care, Nuwa Daoyou has the fate of Nuwa Daoyou, and she chose merit and enlightenment, which is naturally her choice... We'll see!"