Fuxi said in confusion: "Then what do you want to ask?"

Bai Jin looked at a strange animal that was formed again in Nuwa's hand and said euphemistically: "Why are the things Nuwa pinched so... so, huh~ strange."

Bai Jin is now very worried about the human race. There will be no problem with Nuwa's aesthetics, right?!

Fuxi pondered for a moment and said embarrassedly: "My sister's hands-on ability is indeed a problem. You can see it from that pavilion."

Bai Jin had a black line on his forehead. Is this a problem? The problem is big, okay! I silently pay silence for the first generation of ancestors in my heart.

As the sun and the moon pass by, the stars change, Nuwa and Niangniang are becoming more and more skilled in playing with mud. One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, is running out of the valley.

A huge rhyme of creation rose in the valley. The rhyme of Taoism enveloped Buzhou Mountain and connected the way of heaven. The entire world was covered by the great way of creation. Countless immortals and gods were all touched. They turned their heads and looked towards Buzhou Mountain. In the dark, it seemed that they could see an indescribable saint sitting cross-legged in the world, the highest and highest noble.

Kunlun Mountain, Taiqing Palace, Yuqing Palace, Shangqing Palace opened with a loud bang, and three figures walked out of the palace and stood at the top of the peak and looked at the direction of Buzhou Mountain from afar.

The Supreme Master said with emotion: "My junior sister Nuwa's Tao has been completed. I didn't expect that she was the first person to achieve the saint."

The original face looked ugly. He claimed to be authentic Pangu and had a high opinion of himself. He thought that the first person to become a saint was either the eldest brother or himself, but he did not expect that he would be compared by his junior sister.

In the Western Pure Land world, Gui Yin Cunti stood under the Bodhi tree and looked at the east from afar.

Jie Yin said in a daze: "Sister Nuwa has proved the truth, where is our way?!"

Zhunti said seriously: "Senior brother, let's make a decision! We must completely abandon the mystical way to achieve ourselves."

"But the teacher's place!"

"We can do so without leaving the Xuanmen for the time being and wait for the right opportunity to declare our independence."

Jie Yin nodded and said, "As far as my junior brother said."

Zhunti laughed and said, "Senior Brother, do you think Sanqing's face looks ugly now? They have always claimed to be authentic Pangu, and they are the teacher's personal disciples. Now they are surpassed by their junior sister, and they are putting their faces to the point?!"

Jie Yin also smiled, and you can imagine what the three senior brothers looked like at this time.

The Sun Star suddenly rioted, and the sun's true fires spewed out. A handsome young man in a light golden robe walked out of the Sun Star, stepped out of the endless space and appeared in the demon court.

Donghuang Taiyi walked closer to the hall and looked at Di Jun and said solemnly: "Brother, the first saint has appeared."

Di Jun laughed and said, "It's Nuwa, which is beneficial to my demon clan."

Donghuang Taiyi said: "The birth of the first saint means the opening of the age of all saints. Brother, are you ready?"

Di Jun's smile disappeared immediately, and he was silent. It's the age of all saints!

In the Ancestral Witch Hall, the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together and looked at the direction of Buzhou Mountain solemnly. The saint was born. They knew the power of the saints best. However, during the Second Lich War, the strongest formation of the Witch clan was the Heavenly God Evil Formation, and even a finger of the saint Hongjun could not shake it. There were ants under the saints, but it was not just a talk.

The communist said anxiously: "Brother, the demon clan has given birth to a saint."

Di Jiang said calmly: "Nuwa is not a demon clan, she is a congenital god."

"But that's what the demon clan said! They have always said that Nuwa is a demon clan, and Nuwa has not refuted it."

Di Jiang said calmly: "Nuwa is disdainful to refute. Don't worry, Nuwa will not interfere in the affairs between us. Houtu wait and prepare some treasures as congratulations. We will congratulate the Saint of Nuwa."

Houtu nodded and said, "Okay!"

...

As time passes, the valley is filled with the joyful howlings of various animals. The animals made by Nuwa nunniang pinched the soil never disappears, but are truly born from death and have life.

Moreover, after hundreds of exercises, Nuwa's method of pinching soil is already quite good, at least not strange, Bai Jin was relieved by the human race in his heart.

Nuwa paused her movements of pinching the soil and said happily: "The Great Way of Creation has been completed!"

With a wave of his hand, all the animals that were nostalgic in the valley flew out, and the entire valley became empty again. The charms that filled the entire prehistoric world instantly merged into Nuwa's body.

Nuwa spoke, "Bai Jin!"

Bai Jin quickly got up and floated downwards, fell into the valley and bowed, saying, "Disciple, pay homage to my uncle."

Nuwa raised her hand gently, and Bai Jinqing couldn't help but stand up.

Nuwa had a bright smile on her face, unable to hide her joy, and she said, "I have already learned the way of creation. Now I need to create a brand new race as the way to prove the truth."

Bai Jin knew what he should learn, and now he needs to make the finished product and hand it over to Tiandao for acceptance.

Nuwa asked, "Bai Jin, what race do you think I should create?"

Bai Jin said respectfully: "How dare I say too much about the Empress's path to attain enlightenment?"

"It's okay, let me talk. I already have an idea in my mind, but now I want to hear your opinions."

Bai Jin pondered for a moment and said, "Empress, when I walk in the prehistoric world, I often feel that it is the vast world and loneliness."

Fuxi floated down and said, "The world is prosperous and prosperous, and all races are thriving. How can the saying of loneliness come from?"

"But there are very few similar people, and I can't see a single fellow Taoist when traveling a million miles."

Nuwa also said: "Same kind, do you mean that the White Crane clan is too few?"

Bai Jin said seriously, "No! Empress, now all races in the world are strange, but there are indeed very few people like us who have cultivated the innate Taoist body. The races we see are like those in the Empress's garden, with strange and strange shapes, and it is inevitable that the feeling of loneliness will arise."

Fuxi said: "This is also normal. Most demon races also like to maintain a half-demon state so that they can maintain their strongest combat power."

Nuwa smiled and said with relief: "Bai Jin's meaning coincides with my idea, so let's create a race according to our appearance! The name of this race is called 'people'."

Human! Bai Jin felt a little excited in his heart, and the human race finally appeared.

Nuwa stretched out her hand and slapped the Qiankun Cauldron, and the sound of the cauldron made a loud noise. The flames burned in the cauldron, and the mud ball rolled in the flames.

Nuwa was about to fetch water, but hesitated for a moment, and looked at Bai Jin and said, "Take out your Three Lights Divine Water."

"yes!"

Bai Jin responded, waved his hand and appeared a jade bottle. A brilliant galaxy flew out and entered the Qiankun Cauldron.
Chapter completed!