Nuwa sat by a small river at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, holding a ball of mud in her hand, looking at her reflection in the river, her hand began to pinch it.

Nuwa looked at this villain, and was inexplicably happy in her heart, this is a mud villain that she didn't use any mana, fabricated, I don't know what's wrong, after Nuwa saw it, the restlessness in her heart became calm, and then Nuwa picked up a ball of mud again and began to fabricate it again.

After a while, there were already dozens of villains around her, and Nuwa looked at these villains, all of them were fabricated according to her own appearance, each of them was somewhat similar to herself, looking at the results of her own hands, with a happy look on her face.

After looking at it like this for a while, Nuwa suddenly felt that there were some deficiencies among these villains, but she couldn't think of any shortcomings, and Nuwa fell into contemplation again, she seemed to be enchanted by this mud villain, and this thought was three years.

Where Nuwa sat and looked at these villains, she thought about them for three whole years, and every time she was about to grasp the slightest deficiency in these three years, she watched it pass by in front of her eyes, and she couldn't catch it, and suddenly Nuwa was a little angry.

"Bang, bang...."Nuwa waved her hand, but a burst of mana poured out, shattering all of them.

Nuwa took a deep breath, calmed down her mood, picked up the mud again, and began to fabricate it, but this time Nuwa was much more careful than last time, looking at her own reflection, pinching out every part of herself, even her expression was fabricated, which made this villain full of demeanor.

After another moment, her surroundings were full of villains, all of whom were Nuwa's faces, with different expressions, perfectly reflecting the beauty of each of Nuwa's demeanors.

But Nuwa still feels a little inadequate, just like last time, Nuwa looked at these villains, she had done her best to fabricate these villains, but there were still shortcomings.

Just as Nuwa was about to get angry again, a figure walked away, and the ground seemed to shrink as if the ground was shrinking, but in the blink of an eye, he came to Nuwa's side.

"Nuwa Daoyou, you are so Yaxing!

The sudden voice woke Nuwa up, secretly scolded herself for being careless, and even pinched a clay figure, making herself lose perception of everything around her, Nuwa raised her head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a young man in a red robe, and stood up immediately.

"Let Daojun see it, I'm bored in the dojo, so I'll come here to play. Nuwa said.

The person who came was Hongyun, he had been observing Nuwa from a distance for a long time, and knew that Nuwa had doubts in her heart, so he came out, he naturally knew what Nuwa was going to do, but he didn't say it clearly.

"Why is Nuwa Daoyou pinching the clay figurine this time?" Hongyun pretended to be confused, pointed to the small clay figurine below, and asked Nuwa.

"It's nothing to do, it's just a boring move, but it makes Daojun laugh. Nuwa replied casually, but frowned tightly on her forehead.

Hongyun knew Nuwa's doubts, and when he saw Nuwa's expression, he immediately said: "Otherwise, the poor Daoist saw the little clay figurines pinched here by Daoyou, but he found a problem, most of these little clay people are pinched according to the image of Daoyou, all of them are women, but there are no men, and they are familiar with the fact that the lonely yin is not born, and the solitary yang is not long." ”

When Nuwa heard Hongyun's words, she was stunned for a moment, and then the sadness on her face dissipated, and then she said excitedly to Hongyun: "Thank you Daojun for your advice." Nuwa hurriedly thanked Hongyun.

Immediately, Nuwa picked up another lump of mud, thinking about the appearance of the male god in her heart, and the first thing that came to mind was the Pangu god, and Nuwa began to fabricate it according to the image of the Pangu god, and after a while, Nuwa kneaded the clay figure.

Looking at this clay figure, Nuwa frowned slightly, because this clay figure did not have a trace of demeanor, and after thinking about it, she had never seen the real Pangu God again, and she had only seen the Pangu God summoned by the Twelve Ancestors once, how could she make the clay figure so vivid.

After pondering for a while, Nuwa suddenly looked up at Hongyun and saw Hongyun looking at her with a smile, and then Nuwa thought, isn't there a male god by her side?

Immediately, Nuwa picked up a ball of mud, looked at Hongyun's appearance and began to pinch it, looking at Hongyun's amiable demeanor, Nuwa pinched the little clay figurine and compared Hongyun.

"Poof...," Nuwa laughed, looking at the clay figure in her hand, and then she realized that she didn't pinch her arm for the clay figure, after all, she was a little embarrassed to watch others pinch the clay figure.

"Why is Nuwa Daoyou laughing?" Hongyun said as she looked at Nuwa.

At this time, Nuwa picked up the clay figure and shook it in front of Hongyun's eyes like a little girl offering a treasure, uh........ Hongyun looked at his clay statue missing an arm, and was suddenly a little speechless, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Nuwa looked at the red cloud and smiled, then pinched the arm of the clay figure again, and then put it in the clay figure on the ground.

"Daojun will see how it is this time. Nuwa looked at the red clouds and pointed to the clay figurines and said.

Hongyun took a look, although he knew the shortcomings, but he didn't say it, because if he said it, a large part of the merit would be divided by him, and Hongyun didn't want to end such a cause and effect, so Hongyun just nodded and said it was good.

Nuwa looked at the clay figurines with delight, both men and women, each of them like real creatures, "Hmm.... Real creatures?" when Nuwa looked at the clay figurines again, she was no longer as excited as before.

Nuwa looked at these little people one by one, and felt that they were lifeless, not real creatures, just godlike, and when the words real creatures appeared in Nuwa's sea of consciousness, they were like demons and lingered.

Nuwa comprehended the law of creation, and she had a deep understanding of creation, and then waved her hand at these clay figures, and suddenly the power of the law of creation gushed out, and a huge vitality appeared.

When the power of the Law of Creation poured into the Dao Clay Figures, all of a sudden, these Clay Figures collapsed one by one and turned into a piece of crumble.

"Hmm.... How could this be, isn't it right?" Nuwa looked at the broken clay figurines, and wondered in her heart, in her mind, these clay figurines could be transformed into real beings through her creative power, but they were not what she imagined.