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Chapter 38 Creation of the Human Race
The fact that the sermon at Zixiao Palace was postponed because of Nuwa is shocking in itself, and the meaning it represents is also thought-provoking.

After all, this was the first time that Daozu showed preferential treatment to a certain Daluo Supreme.

Those Daluo Supremes who were rushing to Zixiao Palace were no longer in a hurry and were paying close attention to the movements here.

Nuwa ignored these gazes and poured the innate five-colored soil she had obtained earlier into the pool.

In addition, Nuwa also turned some of her unused innate spiritual objects into essence and sprinkled them into the pool.

"Xuan Su, give me one tenth of your origin." Nuwa suddenly looked at Fang Xun who was standing beside her.

Fang Xun didn't hesitate and directly cut his own origin and handed it to Nuwa.

“Every sip and every bite is determined by fate.” Nuwa suddenly sighed and threw it into the pool.

Afterwards, she sat by the pool, scooped up the mud and sand that emitted colorful divine light with her delicate hands, turned her palms over, and gently pinched with her five fingers to make a clay figure with her own hands.

The clay figures have simple shapes, but they give people a strange feeling that they will come alive and jump up at any time.

But strangely enough, once the clay figure was formed, it lost its colorful brilliance and everything returned to being ordinary.

"What is this?" Many Daluo Supremes were confused. They only felt that the Heavenly Dao was ready to move and was already pressing down on them, the Daluo Supremes.

If anyone doesn't have the eyes to stop Nuwa at this time, he will probably be struck by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, and then the Taoist Patriarch may even take action himself...

But this does not prevent these innate divine beings from being curious about this. Why can such an ordinary clay figurine attract so much attention from the Heavenly Dao?
They could not get an answer and could only wait. The process of Nuwa making people lasted for a hundred years. Nuwa made a total of 129,600 clay figures, which is the number of one yuan.

Making these clay figures was quite exhausting for Nuwa, and it also put a lot of pressure on a deity who could be called a perfect Daluo.

Nuwa took out the gourd vine, put it into the pond, dipped it in soil and water, and shook it continuously.

Mud dots fell like rain and scattered across the earth. No one knew how many there were. But at this time the clay figure was still a clay figure.

"There is only one last step left." Nuwa put down the gourd vine with a little fatigue, and then pointed to her own forehead.

hum!
A hazy and clear light began to radiate from between Nuwa's brows, and then turned into a beam of light, rushing straight towards Douniu, illuminating the vast world!

"Divide yin and yang, determine life and death, and condense the spirit!"

The hazy and clear light that rushed straight towards Douniu as if connecting heaven and earth into one suddenly spread out, covering the entire mountain forest and fertile fields.

It seemed as if a magical rain of creation had fallen from the sky. It was the pure wonder of creation, with the magical effect of creating all things and condensing the primordial spirit.

A little bit of inspiration from nature fell on the clay figures, completing the final step of creating humans!
hum!
The joy of the ancient Heavenly Dao has already been expressed between heaven and earth. Flowers are falling from the sky, golden springs are gushing from the ground, and endless clouds of celebration are coming from all over the world to celebrate the emergence of a new race.

"Heaven is above. I, Nuwa, felt that the rules of the primordial world were incomplete and the living creatures were insufficient, so I created the human race... Taking the form of the innate body of the great god Pangu as a reference, and relying on the way of the heavenly way to create the true spirit and primordial spirit, the human race should stand in the primordial world, be eternal and indestructible, and strive for self-improvement!"

Rumble!
The entire prehistoric world seemed to be shaking, the Way of Heaven was revealed, and countless merits of Heaven were descending from the sky!

This is the recognition and reward of the Honghuang Heavenly Dao to Nuwa!

This is enough merit to make one a saint of the Heavenly Dao!
Those Daluo Supremes who had been watching suddenly became jealous. For the first time, they truly felt the opportunity to make further progress.

They have also realized that becoming a saint through merit is probably the easiest of the three paths to enlightenment!
Merit must be fought for!
At this moment, the blood of the demon clan and the witch clan was boiling, and they wished they could suppress the other side in one fell swoop, truly rule the world, and gain merit from heaven.

"Human race?" On Kunlun Mountain, Taoist Taiqing looked at the golden cloud of merit that almost dyed the entire prehistoric world golden, and smiled. "Children, it's time to wake up."

A gentle and kind voice rang in the ears of the new humans who had transformed from clay bodies into human bodies.

They are in the pure light of nature, comfortable and cozy, which is the most carefree state for a baby in the mother's womb.

They seemed to be sleeping, their souls newly reborn and still in a daze, and this gentle voice was like a giant axe that split the chaos and enlightened their wisdom.

"Children, you are the human race I created. Remember, you were born with the Tao rhyme of the human body of the great god Pangu, and you must not bring disgrace upon the great god Pangu's reputation."

"The human race should stand in the primeval world, be immortal and strive for self-improvement!"

Nuwa repeated the oath she made when she swore an oath to the Heaven, and wanted to keep it in the hearts of the human race forever.

Eternal immortality and unremitting self-improvement are probably the most beautiful expectations that she, the creator, has for the human race.

Some basic information about the ancient times began to emerge in the almost blank souls of these human beings. They knew what the ancient times were and what "the great god Pangu" was.

"I..." The first human opened his mouth and uttered the first syllable.

"We...are humans...humans!" These first humans created quickly mastered the ability to speak.

"We are humans!"

Soon, all humans learned the language through imitation. At this moment, humans seemed to have broken free from the shackles of their souls and began some profound changes.

"Greetings to the Holy Mother!" Countless shouts came from the mouths of those human beings who had gained spiritual intelligence by the creation of heaven and earth, full of respect and admiration.

From blood to spirit, body to soul, they are paying the most sincere and highest respect and gratitude to the Creator.

"That's great." Nuwa looked at the human beings who were starting to get lively and showed a happy and relieved smile.

The vitality displayed by this creation gave her the greatest comfort when she was practicing the way of creation day and night in the past.

Boom!

The sky made a dull sound, as if it was about to shatter under the weight.

Nuwa glanced at the sky unhappily; the golden cloud of merit could no longer be suppressed.

"Come." Nuwa stretched out her hand, and the tremendous merit finally fell, but it did not really fall on her. One tenth fell on the human race, one tenth fell on the gourd vine, and the rest was absorbed by a little man in Nuwa's hand.

This was the clay figurine that Fang Xun made for her at the beginning. Now it had already been transformed by the Great Dao of Creation. It could be said to be the incarnation of Nuwa. Only in this way could she temporarily store this tremendous merit.

It is not so easy to become a saint through merit. At least according to Nuwa's perception, she is still missing a crucial thing.

Of course, this is a good thing.

Otherwise, Nuwa would have become a saint by now, and there would be no room for maneuver.

(End of this chapter)