Not to mention Haotian's westward journey, Nuwa, she was in trouble at this time.

Since she got Hongmeng Purple Qi, she has basically been in a state of retreat, thinking about when she can become holy as soon as possible, so that she can protect her brother Fuxi in this Lich Tribulation, but for a long time, she has never been able to find the feeling.

She felt that she had not understood her own Dao, but that there was something that could be done to solve it, which made her fall into deep thought.

Just when Nuwa was thinking hard, Fu Xi came to see her, after all, Nuwa had been in retreat for so many years, Fu Xi was afraid that she would go crazy, Nuwa came out of the room with a sad face, Fu Xi asked: "Sister, after so many years, you still don't have any feelings?"

"It's been years since I got this purple qi, and I really can't spy on the sanctification method, even a little, I have cut out two corpses of good and evil in the way of the three corpses, and the last corpse can be said to be the most difficult, there is really no fate, and now too much time has been wasted," Nuwa said.

"Even if the Dao Ancestor said that you can be holy, then you must be able to become holy, you have the power of creation, and even strong laws, whether it is beheading corpses or sanctification, there is a certain fate in it, sister must not be discouraged, understand the law of creation more, and finally will be sanctified!" Fu Xi comforted, this matter of understanding purple qi, she really can't help Nuwa, it depends on how deep her own understanding is, plus Nuwa's easy-going nature, she will definitely succeed.

"Creation...", Nuwa said these two words.

"Brother, since it is the power of creation, I want to go to the desolate land to find inspiration. Nuwa said.

"Go to the desolate land?" Fu Xi said, "No, now that the land is full of witch clans, what should you do if something happens to you?" Fu Xi refused.

"It's okay brother! Daozu stipulates that the Lich Clan shall not cause trouble within 10,000 years, you can rest assured, my sister, my strength is not low, and I am the Demon Clan's Emperor Wa, what are I afraid of?" Nuwa said.

Fu Xi touched his chin and pondered for a moment, and said, "If that's the case, then you should go! You have to remember that if you encounter any danger, come back quickly!"

"Okay!" Nuwa nodded in agreement.

After that, Nuwa left Fengqi Mountain and wandered to the desolate land, in order to ensure her safety, she used red hydrangea to cover her breath, after all, the desolate land is a lot of the territory of the Wu clan, and she doesn't want to cause more trouble.

In this desolate land, there are still many people of the demon clan, those demon clans were abandoned by the demon clan of the heavenly court, most of them are weak in mana, hunted by the people of the witch clan, killed and eaten their flesh, as food, the witch clan by preying on the demon clan, polishing their own flesh, is their own strength, and even more, using the bones and fur of the big demon body, make good weapons and clothes.

Although Nuwa has seen killing, but the two lich clans swear to the death like this, the demon clan kills the witch clan, the witch clan kills the demon clan, the killing breath is full, Nuwa who saw all this is very sad, sad is this endless killing, as long as the two lich clans exist for a day, this dispute will not stop.

At this time, she looked at the scene in front of her and thought, is there no one with good character and good behavior?

"Race?" Nuwa suddenly realized, the Hongmeng purple qi in the Yuan Shen began to beat non-stop, Nuwa said in her heart that she had found the right direction, her opportunity to become holy was coming, and she had to seize this opportunity.

But to create a new race, so that they can't have the love and struggle of the two races of the lich, and like peace, then I can create such a new race, thinking of this, the purple qi beats again, Nuwa is even more happy, this new race is the key to her sanctification.

She observed the surrounding environment, flowers and trees, and strange stones, Nuwa shook her head, these were not what she wanted, and it was impractical to want to turn it into a new race, so she had to give up.

Nuwa came to a small stream, sat on the edge of the stream, looked at her reflection in the water, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and Nuwa patted her forehead, I can follow my own example, to create a new race.

She fished out a piece of wet mud from the water, kneaded it into something similar to herself, and then stood next to herself, and then hit the clay figure with mana, the clay figure instantly turned into a flesh-and-blood person, and moved, but her eyes were dull, and so did her actions, Nuwa couldn't help frowning her good-looking brows, thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of which piece of the problem was?

Just when Nuwa was thinking about it, a streamer escaped in front of Nuwa, Nuwa felt that someone appeared, raised her head to look, between Haotian holding a handful of rare earths in her hand, she was looking at Nuwa with fine eyes, Nuwa was shocked by Haotian's back and felt cold, Nuwa said: "Haotian Daoyou, how about you come here?"

"Haha, Nuwa Daoyou, I'm just here to give you a gift!" Haotian said.

"What is it?" said Nuwa.

"Ah, that's it!" Haotian pointed to the Nine Heavens Rest Soil he was holding in his hand.

After Nuwa saw this soil, she felt the feeling that the purple qi brought to her, and knew that this thing was of great use, and she glanced at the villain on the ground who was made of ordinary soil, if she used the Nine Heavens Breath Soil to fabricate it, it could change a lot.

Haotian handed the soil to Nuwa, Nuwa took it, and ignored Haotian, after all, when it was time to become holy, according to his own appearance, his brother Fuxi pinched out an extremely similar clay figure, there were about ten clay figures, Nuwa hit the soil with Dao mana, those clay figures did not directly become flesh and blood like last time, Nuwa had a little doubt, why is it wrong?

Haotian on the side observed the villain pinched by Nuwa, especially Nuwa pinched a villain according to herself, seeing that Nuwa really wanted to stop thinking and did not take the next step, and saw that the clay figure had no vitality, Haotian knew, this wanted to be pinched into a person, and he had to use some more three-light divine water, so he took out a bottle of three-light divine water from the chaos bead and handed it to Nuwa.

Nuwa took it and said with a confused expression, "What are you doing for me here?"

"You pour some water over there," Haotian motioned to Nuwa.

After Nuwa heard this, she poured out on a few clay figures, and Nuwa became more and more charmed by the power of creation, and those villains also had their own consciousness and began to move, Nuwa was overjoyed when she saw this, because the purple qi in the primordial spirit had begun to slowly merge, so Nuwa began to pinch people harder.

But Nuwa's hands were too slow, and even though Nuwa was a quasi-saint cultivator, she didn't want to spend so much time on it.

Seeing that Nuwa was a little impatient, Haotian also knew why Nuwa was like this, so he turned his right hand and showed a rattan, yes, this is the gourd vine root that Haotian collected, he handed this rattan to Nuwa, Nuwa also understood what Haotian meant, mixed the rest of the soil with the three-light divine water, and then Nuwa dipped the rattan in the cement mixture, kept waving, and one by one lifelike clay figures appeared in front of the two.

Then, those clay figures had flesh and blood, and they moved one after another, so the first batch of human races were born since the opening of the sky, and Nuwa said to those people: "From today onwards, you will be called "people"!"

After Nuwa finished saying this, the purple qi and the primordial spirit completely fused, and the momentum of Nuwa's whole person suddenly rose, reaching a wonderful realm.

There was a thunder between heaven and earth, but this thunder seemed to have some festive taste, and after a while, tens of thousands of acres of merit and auspicious clouds floated from the sky, and eighty percent of the merit entered Nuwa's body, and one percent was integrated into the rattan whip, becoming the cultural artifact of the human race, and one percent was obtained by Haotian, about a thousand acres.

After Nuwa had picked up all the merits and wore out an amazing coercion from her entire body, for a while, this sky, this realm, the sound of the sky was fluttering, ten thousand flowers were blooming, and the auspicious aura spread throughout the entire wilderness.

"This, am I holy?" Nuwa said in her heart.

"Congratulations to Nuwa Niangniang for her sanctification, and the saint has a long life!" Haotian said a salute to Nuwa, and Nuwa took it, after all, she is already a saint, and this gift cannot be wasted!

"Fellow Daoists, please get up! You don't have to pay so many salutes to sanctify here, and there are Taoist friends to help you, you don't have to be like this. Nuwa said