"It is indeed an innate treasure, indeed mysterious..."

Chen Xuanji secretly admired, returning to the origin, returning to the nature, returning to the innate, possessing this treasure is equivalent to being able to continuously create innate spiritual treasures, the effect is so terrifying.

On the side, Fuxi quietly grabbed Chen Xuanji and said softly.

"Master Nephew, let's stay away. Don't disturb my sister's opportunity to attain enlightenment."

The two turned into two streams of light and quickly retreated.

On Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa's face was solemn and solemn. She waved her sleeves and swept all the Nine Heavenly Breathing Earth and Three Light Divine Water into the Qiankun Cauldron.

The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and the Three Lights Divine Water are both top-notch divine objects that are rarely seen in the ancient world. At this time, in the Qiankun Cauldron, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is at the bottom and the Three Lights Divine Water is above. They are clearly separated and there is no sign of fusion.

"The law of creation!"

Seeing this, Nuwa's face was indifferent, and she once again used the power of law and fell into the Qiankun Cauldron.

The law of creation, one of the three thousand laws of the great road, has endless creation, is where the vitality of all things lies, and has infinite possibilities.

After falling into the Qiankun Cauldron, the Three Lights Divine Water and the Nine Heavens Breathing Earth, which no one paid attention to at first, gradually began to merge together.

Finally, it turned into a colorful and brilliant five-color mud ball.

The mud ball exuded vitality in the Qiankun Cauldron. For a time, hundreds of flowers bloomed, dead trees bloomed, and the entire void and the infinite avenue seemed to be rejuvenated.

At this moment, with Nuwa as the center, an indescribable Tao Yun slowly spread to all directions.

But in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire prehistoric world and alarmed countless great powers.

In the void, countless gaze projections seemed to tear apart space and time, and fell on Fengqi Mountain, staring at Nuwa, wanting to see Nuwa's next action.

In the corner of Fengqi Mountain, Fuxi's face was a little excited, and he secretly squeezed the corners of his clothes, "I've worked hard for so many years, and I'm afraid I'm going to get what I want today, nephew Xuanji, what do you think?"

Fuxi felt unbearable excitement in his heart. Once he succeeds, he will become a saint.

Just like the Taoist ancestors who preached in Zixiao Palace in the past, they are transcendent, immortal, and unaffected by cause and effect.

No matter how the wind and waves rise, sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and feel completely at ease and unrestrained.

Chen Xuanji nodded, agreeing very much with Fuxi's words, "Master Nuwa has achieved the holy path. If nothing else happens, there should be two saints in the ancient world after today."

In the center of Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa looked at the five-colored soil in the Qiankun Cauldron, broke off a piece of it, and began to fabricate it according to the appearance of the "person" in her mind.

Nuwa has pinched countless people with other materials before, and her skills have already been trained to be extremely proficient.

Fu Ling's heart was at this moment, and in just a dozen breaths, he made three lifelike clay figurines.

After kneading them, Nuwa put the three little clay figures on the ground.

The three clay figures landed on the ground and grew up in the wind in an instant. In just a few breaths, they grew into adults, two boys and one girl.

The man in the middle has thick eyebrows and big eyes, unpretentious, but his eyes are very deep, with a hint of indescribable wisdom.

The man on the left is fresh and handsome, with fair skin and extraordinary appearance. From a distance, he looks somewhat similar to Fuxi.

The last one is a woman, who is very dignified, with bright eyes, white teeth, slender eyebrows, and picturesque eyebrows. She is really beautiful.

The three people had just grown up, and they still had some doubts on their faces. They glanced around, and finally their eyes fell on Nuwa. They bowed and said respectfully, "My children pay homage to the Holy Mother."

Nuwa looked at the three of them, smiled and nodded, "Okay, you are the first batch of people I fabricated, and from now on you will be the ancestors of my human race."

The three people nodded respectfully again, "Yes, Holy Mother."

"You have other brothers and sisters who are not yet born, so go aside and wait."

Nuwa gave an order and continued to pull off a ball of clay and began to make it. After a while, more than a dozen clay figures were kneaded and placed on the ground. They soon grew into adults.

Nuwa looked at the dozen or so human races she had pinched out, and then at the large ball of five-colored soil in the Qiankun Cauldron, and couldn't help but feel worried.

"If we just pinch it one by one, how long will it take?"

Fuxi stepped forward, pondered for a while, and couldn't help but said, "Pinching each one one by one is indeed too troublesome. It would be nice if there was a more convenient and faster method."

Chen Xuanji hurriedly said, "Uncle Nuwa, why not find a willow branch, stain it with five-color mud, and then throw it to the ground. Wouldn't this speed up the process greatly?"

Nuwa was surprised and said, "What my nephew said makes sense."

As soon as I thought about it, a jasper-like willow branch fell into my hand. The energy of creation was mighty and extremely mysterious.

She put the willow branch deep into the Qiankun Cauldron, stained it with mud, and then threw it on the ground, and immediately mud balls fell to the ground.

Growing in the wind, in the blink of an eye, they grow into adults, surrounded by each other, and understand the world with the innocent eyes of a newborn.

Not far away, Fuxi looked at this scene and sighed, "Using the innate Tao body as a model to create the human race, in the future, another race will appear in the vast wilderness."

Chen Xuanji smiled slightly, "The human race's ability to reproduce cannot be matched by all races. It will be interesting in the future."

"How does my nephew know that this human race has a strong reproductive ability?"

Fuxi asked.

"Uncle Qizhen... I guessed it."

........

With the help of willow branches, Nuwa can create humans a hundred times faster. With every swing, countless human beings are born.

After about half a day, countless human races appeared densely on Fengqi Mountain.

Nuwa subconsciously stretched the willow branch into the Qiankun Cauldron, but found that the five-color soil inside had been exhausted, leaving no trace.

Looking at the empty Qiankun Cauldron, Nuwa suddenly felt blessed. With bright eyes, she looked down at the world, holding the flowers and smiling.

"My Nuwa, today I created the innate human race and determined the fate of the ancient world. My merits are complete!"

"My Nuwa, I became a saint today!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

When the sound fell, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and the purple energy was vast, traveling thousands of miles from the east. At the same time, accompanied by the rays of the sky, there were visions one after another.

Even the endless void is covered with dense Dao patterns.

The golden Dao pattern reflects the sky and the earth, seeming to make hundreds of millions of living beings bow down and worship.

The next moment, the Dao pattern dispersed, and auspicious clouds of merit gathered towards Fengqi Mountain. In the blink of an eye, the entire Fengqi Mountain was enveloped.

The auspicious clouds are thick and heavy, pressing down. Just by looking at them, you can feel the massive merit and luck in them.

The next moment, a golden beam of light drooped down from the sky.

Divided into two, 90% fell into Nuwa's body, and 10% fell into Chen Xuanji's body.

The golden merit enters the body and merges silently with the purple energy in Nuwa's body. The soul rests on the way of heaven.

A roaring and terrifying holy power swept across the wilderness at this moment, looking down at the world.

At this moment, in this vast world, whether they were Earth Immortal monks or quasi-saint monks like Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they all bowed and saluted, with respectful faces, and said in unison.

"We pay our respects to Saint Nuwa and wish Saint Nuwa a long life and peace of mind."

On Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa's face became a little chaotic. Although she was close to her eyes, she couldn't see clearly.
Chapter completed!