When Nuwa returned to the palace, she called her disciples and ordered her to retreat for ten years without opening the palace door. Originally, her qualifications were not good, but according to the mystery of the opportunity to become holy, she should not have seen it early. It's just that this time Kunlun talked about the Tao, and after listening to the Hongjun Dao that other senior brothers understood, he actually answered her questions and solved her doubts, and understood a lot of mysteries. In addition, Hongjun said that she is a great merit and sanctification, but it is easy to find this line of opportunity.

Nuwa retreated and struggled to understand the line of chance, but the way of heaven was ethereal, and it was a coincidence that the road was common. Although he knew that the key to his sanctification lay in the living beings, in front of him, the two lich clans and even some heaven and earth spirit roots were not like the creatures who had a great chance to sanctify themselves. After ten years of retreat, she couldn't figure it out, so she could only go out of the mountain gate and wander aimlessly in the desolate land.

At this time, it has been a thousand years since the last Lich War, but the two clans are like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, and after hibernation, they are confronting each other everywhere with their spirits. Although there is no major fight, after all, Hongjun only allows the two lich clans to govern the world and the world, and under the lack of strength, the lich is also a little more honest. However, the people who have been left alone by the two races have been poisoned for no reason, and there is no justice or evil at all, and it has completely become a race dispute, a battle of positions, and a battle of luck. If it weren't for the fact that the demon clan had gone to the heavenly realm at all, most of the remaining people would have gathered around Buzhou Mountain, and there would have been fewer contradictions, and I am afraid that it would be a life-and-death battle immediately.

Nuwa traveled all the way, frowning. Whether it is the demon clan or the witch clan, she feels so strange, and the friendliness in her impression is long gone. In the past, the two clans would find an excuse to fight each other, but now they meet and draw their swords. Why is there no one like Senior Brother Zhou Chengsi in this heaven and earth? Hey? A person like Zhou Chengsi's senior brother? Nuwa had a cold war, and suddenly woke up. Creatures, creatures! My way is to let creatures like Senior Brother Zhou Cheng appear in this heaven and earth????

Nuwa's scheming moved and struggled to calculate on the spot. After a long time, she finally calculated her chance of enlightenment based on the epiphany she had just had. Overjoyed, Nuwa landed on the ground and began to ponder what she had just thought.

With a thought, Nuwa descended to the ground, raised her hand and pointed to a thousand-year-old sycamore tree on the side of the road, and in an instant the thousand-year-old sycamore turned into a woman in Tsing Yi, bowing to the ground and saying: "Meet Niangniang." ”

Nuwa stared at the Wutong woman tightly, looking left and right, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching, which made the woman nervous.

"Mother, but what's wrong with me?" The woman asked in a low voice.

"Nothing, go ahead." Nuwa waved her hand away and sighed slightly, it seems that it is not easy to become holy. Although he can light up the grass and trees, he can't be regarded as a man, he can only be a man. To create man, but to create the foundation of creation. Creating people out of thin air is the great merit. Nuwa pondered, where can we find the original of this creation? In desperation, Nuwa could only go on the road again. It seems that sanctification is still not as simple as thought, although I have found the direction to solve the problem, but I don't know the way to solve it.

Nuwa was thinking about what was the key to creating a human being, and after no result, she didn't stop and continued to travel.

On this day, Nuwa arrived at the sky above the residence of a witch clan, and the witch was doing something, something that interested Nuwa very much.

I saw a group of shamans, shouting and stirring a large ball of clay, and then carried it to a nearby square, and began to paste it on a stone pillar one by one. Gradually, the clay on the pillars became more and more, and finally became a silhouette. At this moment, an elder of the witches came out, carried the witchcraft in his hand, and stroked the clay pillar again and again. In the end, the image of a woman appeared on the pillar, which was the appearance of the ancestral witch Houtu.

Nuwa couldn't help but smile, her heart was very happy, and she had finally found a way to be a man.

Back at the Wa Palace, Nuwa added water to the clay she had retrieved on the way, stirred it like a witch, and then grabbed a ball of clay and placed it in her palm. Then, according to the appearance of Zhou Cheng in his memory, he spit out a mouthful of natal true yuan and cooperated with Nuwa's own understanding of Hongjun**, and sprayed it into the soil. I saw the clay squirm for a while, and after falling to the ground, it became a sculpture similar to Zhou Cheng's appearance, and it didn't move. Although it looks much better than the Houtu statue made by the witches, it still has no breath, no flesh, and no mind.

Nuwa casually put the sculpture aside, sighing, how to do it and what she thought is so big? After thinking about it carefully, Nuwa had a plan again, and immediately began to implement it.

Nuwa's right hand took out a handful of mud again, rubbed it slightly, and put it on the jade table. As if he had made up his mind, the two fingers of his right hand were put together like a sword, and he slashed through the outstretched left hand, and suddenly a stream of bloody arrows shot into the mud. Nuwa paused, as if accumulating confidence, spit out her vitality again, cooperated with **, and sprayed into the mud. The mud ball squirmed and grew taller, and finally became similar to Zhou Cheng's appearance, although he was not wearing clothes, he was flesh and blood. When Nuwa saw it, she was immediately overjoyed, but when she saw that it had not moved for a long time, she was puzzled, and she pulled it casually, and actually pulled it down directly, without shouting pain or making a sound.

When Nuwa saw it, her happy eyes suddenly darkened. This time it is flesh and blood, but there is still no breath of life, no wisdom and thinking. If Teacher Hongjun hadn't deceived himself, he wouldn't have been so ordinary. Thinking about it carefully, Nuwa doesn't know what went wrong.

When Nuwa saw the statue of Zhou Cheng in the corner, she immediately paid attention to it, and left the Wa Palace and went to Qingqiu Mountain.

Zhou Cheng was preaching in Qingqiu Mountain, his heart moved, and he sighed: Hey, I'm still here. Then he stopped preaching and called: "Zhuyu, Uncle Nuwa is here, you go to meet outside the mountain gate, don't lose your reason." ”

Nuwa stopped outside Qingqiu Mountain and saw the entire Qingqiu Mountain, and her heart was also a little interested. The fourth senior brother, this Qingqiu Mountain Dojo, he only learned about it not long ago, and he heard it very simplely, but he had never seen it in person. This mountain gate array is also exquisite, green and dense, and the divine sense is swept away, and there is no existence inside. At least she couldn't see anything unusual, but once she wanted to take the initiative to approach, she was like a rock and couldn't move half a point.

Nuwa was in a reverie inexplicably, and a female voice came from the side.

"Niangniang, the teacher is invited!" It turned out to be the apprentice brought by the senior brother last time Kunlun Mountain. Nuwa nodded and replied, "The nephew of the bamboo language teacher will lead the way." ”

"You're welcome." Nuwa secretly praised in her heart, but her senior brother is really polite. The cultivation is not high, but he is a wonderful person.

"Senior sister, this time I came to live in Qingqiu Mountain, but what is the matter?" Zhou Cheng asked.

"Well, but there's something." Nuwa was carefully watching the entire Qingqiu Peak, and sure enough, as the outside world said, it was all grass. Even the sermon platform in front of me is extremely simple, although it looks familiar, but it is a stone. A little farther away, a huge lake, an unknown ring hangs on the lake, and a group of dragons below leads a group of koi fish to play, and occasionally koi fish jump to the high air ring, but they can't reach it, and they fall straight down. Zhou Cheng asked, but she was startled, and hurriedly replied with a flustered expression.

"The path of sanctification, I have already attained enlightenment, but ,..." Nuwa actually felt a little embarrassed to speak, and only said for a long time, "I use that clay mixed with water, like that clay sculpture, and want to make people from the soil." The result is an empty shell and no intelligence. ”

Zhou Cheng thought about it, is this unclear, if you can make people by grabbing a handful of dirt casually, I am afraid that it can only be done after Hongjun joins the way.

"Dare to ask Senior Brother, can you help me make a man?" Nuwa asked expectantly.

"I, I'm ugly." Zhou Cheng really couldn't find any excuse to refuse, so he said casually.

"Senior brother is really joking, in my eyes, how can there be beauty and ugliness, not to mention that senior brother is, but..."

"Do you really want to make man?"

"If you don't make a man, you won't be holy." Nuwa replied.

"Okay, I'll give you a sentence, how to act, you have to think for yourself."

"What?"

"It's not easy to make people, and it's hard to find good soil." Immediately, he didn't say much, turned around the hut, and only let Zhuyu send away Nuwa, who seemed to have an understanding

[Chapter 3. 】

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