In the Wuji Palace, Zhu Yan, who was in retreat, suddenly moved in his heart, and muttered: "But it is the human race that should be born!" A palm-sized lump of dirt appeared in front of him, and he saw Zhu Yan stretch out his hand and flick it, and a drop of purple-gold blood mixed with some Sanguang divine water was injected into the soil in front of him, and disappeared.

On Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa was saddened, but she heard a voice sounding directly in her heart, "If you want to create a living being, how can you lack good water and good soil!"

Looking at the purple-gold soil in front of her, Nuwa's eyes couldn't help but light up, and she bowed deeply in the direction of the East China Sea and said, "Senior Brother Xie!"

Looking at the many creatures that were constantly moving under her feet, Nuwa's heart was excited, but after all, Nuwa only had the realm of beheading a corpse, and she was panting and exhausted her mana after only creating three thousand living beings. At this moment, the void in front of Nuwa fluctuated again, but a piece of withered vine appeared in front of her.

In Zifu Prefecture, Qing Ling, who was playing around with Sun Yuan, suddenly felt that his waist was loose, and he hurriedly looked down, but saw that the silk silk on his waist had disappeared, and he was at a loss, but he heard a voice and said lightly: "Don't be in a hurry, and the ancestor will return you a treasure of merit later!"

Qing Ling was excited when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him.

Nuwa was so blessed that she threw the soil in her hand into the ground, turning it into a mud pond, and then shook the dead vines in her hand, and threw the mud in the pond in all directions, and every drop of mud fell to the ground, turning into a living elf.

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Looking at the tens of thousands of living beings in front of her, a sense of pride rose in Nuwa's heart, but she couldn't help but be happy: "From now on, you will be a human race!"

Tens of thousands of living beings fell to the ground and said in unison: "From now on, we have been human races, and human races have thanked Our Lady Nuwa Niangniang!"

As soon as the human race's words fell, they saw a golden light of merit in the sky, and saw that the golden cloud was divided into three and fell with a bang. Seven of the layers were obtained by Nuwa, two were obtained by Zhu Yan, and the remaining layer flew into the withered vines held by Nuwa, only to see that after the withered vines absorbed the merits, they turned into a seven-colored belt and flew to the depths of the East China Sea.

In Zifu Prefecture, seeing the lost and recovered belt, and feeling the earth-shaking changes in it, Qing Ling's eyes couldn't help but narrow into a line, and Sun Yuan beside him was confused. But seeing Qing Lingzi looking at Sun Yuan, he smiled and said, "Go!" Then he saw that Sun Yuan was firmly tied to the ground, and let Sun Yuan do his best, but he still couldn't break free.

After absorbing the merits, Nuwa directly achieved the body of a saint by beheading a quasi-saint, but Nuwa's face did not show the slightest joy, and she saw that Nuwa lost her soul and said: "I see! I see! It turns out that the lich is just an abandoned son of the Heavenly Dao, and the last protagonist of the flood is this newborn human race!"

Feeling that the luck of the demon clan had lost a lot, Nuwa slowly raised her hand, but she was about to destroy the newborn human race with her own hands, and suddenly felt a huge coercion exerted on her, Nuwa said in despair in her eyes: "Is this the difference between merit sanctification and strength to preach the Tao? Senior brother is so calculating!"

"Now that you have been sanctified, you can no longer participate in the battle of the lich!" With a light sigh, the coercion that made Nuwa helpless suddenly disappeared, Nuwa glanced at the newborn human race, but she got up and flew out of the chaos, and at the same time, a voice resounded throughout the universe, "I am Nuwa, I have been sanctified now, and I want to open a dojo thirty-three days away, and anyone who is interested can come to watch." ”

Everyone had already been shocked by the power of Nuwa when she became holy, but when they heard this, their expressions were different. Emperor Juntai and other demon clan powers were all ecstatic when they heard this, but the twelve ancestors and witches were all like frost, as for Sanqing Jieyin and others, their faces were also sinking like water, especially Lao Tzu, his wrinkled face looked more and more old, Lao Tzu always thought that he would become the second saint among Hongjun's many disciples, and he never thought that Nuwa, who had always been at the end of everyone, actually walked in front of him.

Thinking that the revenge of his broken leg was not avenged, and another saint was born in the demon clan, Lao Tzu was angry in his heart, and the Dao heart that had not moved for ten thousand years actually rose a trace of ripples, but in the end, he flicked the sleeves of his robe and flew towards the chaos with the Yuan Shi Tongtian, as the second disciple of Hongjun, Lao Tzu did not want everyone to look down on him.

Looking at the emperor Juntai and others in front of her, Nuwa was full of guilt at this time, and wanted to explain the reason to everyone several times, but she didn't know how to speak, and when the Sanqing people came, Nuwa didn't know how to explain, so she had to shake the hydrangea in her hand fiercely, smashing out a space in the chaos, and then turning her palm, a treasure map flew out, and fixed the earth, water, fire and wind, and a small world with abundant aura was finally formed, and at the moment when the world was formed, a palace rose from the ground, and three big characters were written on the plaque "Wa Palace" , I saw a five-colored phoenix flying in front of Nuwa, turning into a stunning girl, and said: "Jin Ning is a mount for Niangniang, please take Niangniang in!"

Hearing this, Nuwa nodded slightly, and invited everyone: "I don't know if you would like to sit in the Wa Palace!"

When everyone heard this, they all agreed to it, and walked towards the hall with Nuwa.

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On the mountain, the Terrans were still kneeling on the ground, dazed and at a loss, completely unable to understand why their mother had left them, and a Terran fell on his knees like this, never getting up again, but lost his life in hunger.

A gust of wind blew, and the remaining Terrans disappeared to the top of Buzhou Mountain, but appeared on Shouyang Mountain on the east coast.

A figure stood quietly on the top of the mountain, looking at the people under the mountain: "I am the patriarch of the primate clan, Zhu Yan, from today onwards, I am the holy master of the human race, and the human race belongs to the primate race, within a thousand years, there are those who dare to move the human race in vain, and the clan will be wiped out!"

Feeling the intimacy coming from the bloodline, the Terrans worshiped in unison: "The Terrans see the Holy Master!"

Zhu Yan bowed his head slightly when he heard this, and his fingers were light, but he imprinted some common sense of life into the minds of the human race, and said to the disciples: "Come to Shouyang Mountain to see me!" I saw the light of the Dao rising from Zifu Prefecture and flying towards Shouyang Mountain quickly.

After the disciples arrived, Zhu Yan instructed the one hundred and eight outer disciples of Tiangang and Earth: "From today onwards, you will lead your own Dao soldiers to be stationed in the human race, if it is an ordinary beast attacking the human race, you don't have to pay attention to it, but if there is a demon beast coming to disturb it, kill it!"

Hearing this, the disciples hurriedly said, "Obey!"

Zhu Yan nodded slightly when he heard this, turned to the disciples and said, "You will be the teacher to protect the human race for a thousand years! After a thousand years, the Nine Gods and Demons will manifest in the world, and you should pass on the Dafa of Er and the others!"

When the disciples heard this, they hurriedly agreed, "The disciple receives the order!"

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On Shouyang Mountain, a tiger roar mixed with the screams of the human race came from afar, and I saw a warrior in golden armor bowing to the man in white in front of him and saying, "Young master, don't we really have to help them? After all, these beasts are still too powerful for the human race." ”

"Huh?" the man in white narrowed his eyes slightly, "Can I understand that you are questioning Master's decision?"

"Subordinates don't dare!" just one look made fine beads of sweat appear on the forehead of the golden-armored warrior.

As if feeling that his tone was too harsh, the man in white glanced at the golden-armored warrior in front of him and said softly: "A seedling always has to go through wind and rain before it can grow into a towering giant tree, and the same is true for the human race. If we keep the Terrans under our wings, the Terrans will never be recognized by heaven and earth, and will eventually be annihilated in the many battles of the Flood and Wilderness. ”

"Young Master Xie is puzzled!" the golden armor god man bowed again.

The man in white nodded slowly when he heard this, and once again set his eyes on the depths of the dense forest.