Looking at the villain in his palm, Nuwa was blessed to her heart.

I burst into tears and laughed.

With just a wave of his hand, the villain fell down.

It grew to seven feet tall in the wind.

Nuwa raised her hand again and pinched it gently.

Another villain appeared.

Seeing this, Fuxi immediately transported another true spirit.

The ancestor human race, Aomu clan appeared.

The ancestor human race appeared.

The ancestor human race, Yunluo clan, appeared.

The ancestor human race appeared.

...

One after another.

I squeezed 365 of them.

Only then did Nuwa stop with a pale face.

Her essence and blood have been lost a little too much.

If that weren't the case, she wouldn't want to stop.

Because every time one is made, a huge amount of merit is blessed.

That mysterious and that feeling of artistic conception.

Unable to describe.

Nuwa just felt that she seemed to be touching the threshold of the great way.

But Fuxi's face was pale in the distance.

Although he is a innate creature, his true spirit is powerful.

But there are also numbers.

Now a true spirit has been divided into 365 paths.

I don’t know how long it will take to recover a little bit in the future.

But seeing Nuwa's happy smile.

He only had satisfaction in his heart.

"Mom! Mom!"

Three hundred and sixty-five ancestors turned around the tall Nuwa, excited and excited.

Nuwa smiled and looked at these creatures, her beautiful eyes blinking.

Then he said softly: "You are the creatures I created, not witches or demons, but you always have a name..."

"Mom! Mom! What are our names?"

The 365 ancestors and human races all asked questions.

Nuwa pondered for a while and felt something in her heart.

He said softly: "All living creatures in the world want to transform into shapes. After transforming into shapes, they will praise the Taoist. Although you have not been close to the Tao, you are close to people. I will name you after people! From then on, there will be a new tribe in the vast land, and it will be human race."

"We are humans! My mother named us humans! We are humans!"

Three hundred and sixty-five people cheered at the same time.

Nuwa chuckled softly, then closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.

Seeing this, the three hundred and sixty-five people immediately booed.

Sitting quietly around Nuwa.

After resting for a day, Nuwa opened her eyes.

Then he moved his bare hands again and pinched the clay man again.

But this time, she was obviously much faster.

However, the clay figure he pinched was only human and was not exquisite.

But it seems to be due to the blessing of merit.

Nuwa's cultivation level is much higher than yesterday.

I have also understood the way of creating human beings.

Therefore, when this clay man comes out, Fuxi doesn’t need to send the true spirit.

Just land and live.

It still turned into seven feet tall and short, surrounding Nuwa and shouting for her mother.

One by one.

This time, Nuwa squeezed out 3,650 clay figures.

The endless merits are blessed by the blessings.

Nuwa's body showed various Taoist rhymes, with golden flowers and rain falling from the sky, golden lotus and golden leaves surging from the ground, and the sound of the great way was filled with the sound.

The sainthood is right in front of you!

I saw Nuwa suddenly stand up.

With one hand, a vine appears in the palm of your palm.

This vine is something that Dong Huang Taiyi gave her.

I heard it is a congenital spiritual root growing on Mount Buzhou.

The fruits on it have been picked long ago.

Leaving this vine alone is also a top-notch thing.

Originally, Nuwa planned to use this vine to refine a rope-shaped magic weapon.

But now she said it in her heart.

Everything comes as if there is guidance.

At the moment, the vines were dipped into Hanoi and absorbed countless yellow mud.

Then Nuwa just shook, and the yellow mud spread out like raindrops.

The yellow mud raindrops turn into human race when they fall to the ground.

Quickly release the limbs, heads, eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Still cheering and gathering.

Nuwa kept waving.

Until the vines are completely withered.

Until the yellow mud disappears.

At this moment, the river is full of human race.

If you look closely, you will find a total of 100,000.

One hundred thousand people shouted together, and it would not be an exaggeration to rush across the mountains and tsunamis.

Nuwa's face was pale, but her boundless merits roared.

Let her realm keep rising, climbing, and climbing again!

Even in the end, she closed her beautiful eyes.

When I opened it again, I was already filled with chaos.

She has become a saint of merit.

After Nuwa became a saint, she became a saint of heaven.

For a moment, the endless aura of heaven was blessed.

Her whole body is also illusory and illusory, and seems undetectable.

She looked down at the 100,000 yuan ancestral human below and spoke slowly.

Although the sound is light, it is grand and spreads all over the world.

"You are waiting for the human race, for the new creatures in the prehistoric world. Although I have created you, I cannot protect you at all times. Remember, the human race should gather together to survive in this prehistoric world. Do you understand?"

The 100,000 yuan ancestral race is led by the 365th ancestral race.
To be continued...