In the Houtu tribe, Nuwa thought for a long time and said:

"Fellow Daoist, your condition is too harsh, I can't agree to it. However, if you change it, as long as the demon clan does not have a crisis of extinction, I will not interfere in the dispute between the two clans. How?"

Although Nuwa said this, she was thinking in her heart, my demon clan has created a large array that can restrain your witch clan, if there is another big battle, who will win and who will lose?

The main reason is that she has confidence in the rights and wrongs of her demon clan, and she is confident that the demon clan will not be destroyed if it is destroyed. But despite this, she didn't dare to say too much, so she still left a limit, and this restriction was the danger of the demon clan's extermination.

Houtu glanced at Nuwa deeply, thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was feasible. She thought for a moment and said:

"Even if you make a move then, you will protect your demon clan at most, but you can't kill my witch clan. If you think it's possible, you can exchange it. ”

"Yes. ”

Nuwa thought for a while and felt that with the strength of the demon clan, it was impossible for the Wu clan to wipe it out. But if there is an accident, the demon clan is really close to extinction, and by that time, the witch clan may also be close to extinction. Because in order to attack the demon clan, the witch clan will never be unscathed, and the biggest possibility is that both sides will be defeated and will die together. In that case, what difference does it make if you don't kill the rest of the witches at that time?

"What do Daoists want to exchange? You must know that the Nine Heavens Rest Soil is the ancestral source of the earth, an innate magic weapon, and the top spiritual object in the world. You don't have to exchange the spirit treasure, you know, my Wu clan has no primordial god, so you can't use your spirit treasure or anything. ”

It was not surprising that Hou Tu saw her agree, after all, it was related to her holy path. What she was concerned about now was what kind of treasure Nuwa would be able to come up with in exchange for the Nine Heavens Rest Soil in her hands.

Nuwa pondered for a moment, then took out a drop of blood that shimmered with cyan light with some distress. The moment this drop of blood appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to become heavy, and a great coercion appeared between heaven and earth, as if it was not the coercion on the mountain.

"This ...... It's—"

Houtu's face changed drastically, and he was shocked. Because at the moment when this drop of cyan liquid appeared, she could not only feel the great pressure, but also feel the feeling that was very close to herself. It's like meeting someone close to you. And the only person who can give her this feeling in the wilderness is her own witch clan. But this breath was more intimate than the feeling that other ancestral witches gave her, this was the breath of Pangu Father God.

Nuwa bowed her head slightly and said, "Yes, this is a drop of essence in Pangu's backbone. There's nothing better than it for you Wicans. ”

"It's really the essence of Pangu Father. Houtu muttered in a low voice, and there was a kind of disbelief in his tone.

"Presumably, I'll give it in exchange, okay. ”

In fact, Nuwa was still very distressed when she took out this thing. But she had had had this thing for years, and she couldn't refine it, although she knew it was a good thing, but what was the use of not being able to refine it. Despite some reluctance, she took it out in exchange.

"Yes. ”

Houtu took a deep breath and said slowly.

Then, Hou Tu took out a basin-sized loess from the ancestral witch's treasure house, which shimmered with a yellow light that looked like gold and not gold, and an extremely rich earthy aura came to his face.

"Here, fellow Daoist. This is the nine-day rest soil you want, you should pay attention, these nine days of rest soil rise in the wind, and the changes are endless. ”

"Thank you for your success. ”

Nuwa was also a little excited to take the Nine Heavens Breath Soil in Houtu's hand, and then gave the essence of the Pangu spine that shimmered with cyan light to Houtu.

"Fellow Daoist, farewell. ”

Then, Nuwa begged for a sacred heart and left directly.

Soon after she left, the Xuanming Ancestral Witch, who was closer to the Houtu Ancestral Witch, came to the Houtu Tribe.

"Sister, are you okay, I heard that Nuwa of the demon clan came to your clan's land, did she bully you?"

"It's okay, you don't have to worry, but sister, you are restrained by the law of rain, like a turbulent sea, it seems that you have opened up the space of the law and begun to accumulate the sea of law. It's almost time to reach the consummation of the Ancestral Witch. Houtu looked at Xuan Ming and said with a smile.

"Sister, don't you do the same. By the way, how well do you comprehend the Heavenly God Great Array?" asked the Xuanming Ancestor with a smile.

"It's mastered. ”

......

In the valley before Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa went and returned. At this moment, adjusting her mentality, her delicate little face showed a dignified look, her eyes were firm, and there was a decisive look. Obviously, creating a family is not as simple as it says.

Nuwa mixed the Three Lights Divine Water and the Tianyi True Water with the Nine Heavenly Resting Soil to form the soil, and then began to knead the mud to create people. In just a moment, Nuwa had already pinched the two clay figurines. As soon as this clay figure took shape, Nuwa's primordial spirit roared, and the Hongmeng purple qi in the body began to exude a rich light of creation, which was mysterious and mysterious, permeating all directions.

When this light came into contact with the two clay figures, in the humming sound, the whole body of the two clay figures bloomed with colored light, and in the next moment, a man and a woman jumped out of the ground, two creatures with innate Dao bodies.

"Really succeeded?!"

Nuwa was pleasantly surprised, looking at the two creatures with blank eyes, feeling the Hongmeng purple that was vibrating violently in the primordial gods, and hurriedly continued to fabricate.

Just as Nuwa continued to make people by kneading clay and comprehending the Hongmeng purple qi in the primordial gods, no one noticed that above the nine heavens, a tiny spiritual light flew down and fell into the mind of the first boy created by Nuwa. Immediately after, the man's eyes showed a strange look, but immediately, it was removed and restored to its original state.

Nuwa continued to make people in the clay, and gradually, as time passed, there were more and more clay figures, and one by one swept by the Xuanguang of Creation turned into innate Dao creatures with different appearances. These creatures were newborn, their eyes showed a look of confusion, they looked at Nuwa's movements, and immediately knew that it was the person in front of them who created themselves and others, so they went to Nuwa's place one by one and worshiped devoutly.

Gradually, the aura of creation on Nuwa's body became stronger and stronger, her whole body exuded a brilliant light, and the aura on her body became stronger and stronger, more and more intense. However, as she continued to make people out of mud and comprehend the Hongmeng Holy Machine, her Yuan Shen consumption became more and more, and her face began to show a tired look.

At this time, she suddenly felt a strange vibration from the innate gourd vine she had torn down in Buzhou Mountain before. With a thoughtful expression, she took out the gourd vine, dripped her essence blood into the soil, and mixed it with it. Her essence and blood contain her Great Dao of Creation, which has the same effect as pinching it with her hands.

Dip some mud with rattan sticks, wave your arms and throw them out, and then there is a mysterious light of creation shrouded in it, and in the valley, creatures of different appearances suddenly appeared, and they kept bowing to Nuwa with piety and gratitude.

Nuwa kept going, continued to sway in the mud, and one creature after another was created. More and more creatures were created in the valley, and in a short time the whole valley was filled. It wasn't until the 129,600th living beings were created, a total of the number of the Yuan Society, that Nuwa stopped.

She was silent, quietly perceiving the Hongmeng purple qi in the primordial spirit, the vast purple qi came out of her, dazzling, majestic, incomparably bright, and set off her incomparably noble.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for the grace of your creation!"

In the valley, a group of new souls that had been created looked at Nuwa, who was shrouded in divine light like a goddess, and continued to bow down to her.

"From then on, you will be called 'humans', and you are all Terrans!" Nuwa announced loudly after a moment of silence.