In a high mountain that supports the sky, next to a pool with stars shining, a woman in palace dress with a slightly frown was sitting.

"It is clear that the time for enlightenment is coming, but why do I still have no clue about the matter of enlightenment?" The woman was frowning and felt very distressed. If she missed this opportunity for enlightenment, it would probably not be so easy next time.

Depressed and distressed, the woman took out a ball of soil from the water and unconsciously clamped and played with her hands.

When she came to her senses, she saw the clay figure in her hand that was imitating her appearance, and the Hongmeng purple aura in her soul shone brightly, and Nuwa also realized her opportunity to achieve enlightenment at this moment.

Nuwa took action to refine the pool of spiritual water in front of her into the purest Three Lights Divine Water, and then took out the earth's soil and patiently combined the two into a mass of soil full of vitality.

Then he began to imitate his own appearance and made people with clay. After a short while, a clay man appeared in Nuwa's hand. He placed him on the ground and immediately grew in the wind. In a blink of an eye, he became an eight-foot-tall man. Then Nuwa squeezed two clay mans, one man and one woman.

Nuwa looked at the three clay figures with enthusiasm, and the Hongmeng purple aura in her soul was beating more and more intensely, but she never broke through the last step.

Nuwa was not anxious because she knew that the three clay figures in front of her were not considered creatures, because they only had physical bodies, but had no spiritual souls. Without spirituality, they were dead objects.

After thinking about it, Nuwa gritted her teeth and forced out three drops of essence and blood, which merged into the three clay figures.

"Buzz--"

As soon as the essence and blood fell into the clay man's body, the soul was born and activated. However, there was only spiritual wisdom but no wisdom, so the three of them looked around in a daze.

However, Nuwa was very happy to see this method, but if she had a drop of essence and blood for each person, even if she was proficient in the great way of creation and was a top power in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, she would never have been able to do it.

So Nuwa took a pleasing method and forced out ten drops of essence and blood to blend into the mud. After fully combining it, Nuwa slowly pinched hundreds of clay figures. After seeing that there was no difference between them and the first three, she felt relieved.

However, Nuwa forced out more than a dozen drops of essence and blood in succession, and was exhausted to slowly pinch the clay man. Now she was a little dazed, but the number of people was too small to establish a clan, and it was not enough for her to prove the truth.

I had to grab the rattan beside me and dip the rattan with mud. I waved my jade hand and the mud was thrown out with the rattan and fell to the ground. After it landed, it became human-shaped.

In a short while, there was a number that fitted one yuan, with a total of 129,600 people.

As the last person stood up, the Hongmeng purple aura in Nuwa's primordial spirit shook continuously, but it was still a little different from the complete integration with Nuwa's primordial spirit.

But Nuwa had already realized it in her heart. Looking at the new race in front of her, she said, "You are the ones who came from meditating on the innate Tao body and were born in accordance with the human fortune, so it is called: 'human'!"

"Thank you for the good fortune of the Holy Mother." All the human race bowed together and praised the merits in their mouths.

As soon as the word "man" was released, the Hongmeng purple aura in Nuwa's primordial spirit instantly merged with Nuwa's primordial spirit, and a throbbing suddenly appeared in the world.

I saw an extremely huge golden light of merit suddenly appeared and headed straight for Nuwa, and ninety percent of the merit fell on Nuwa.

The remaining 10% was divided into two parts, and half of them fell on the rattan used to create humans, and the rattan suddenly became an acquired merit treasure.

The last half of the product was divided into countless parts and fell into the bodies of all human races.

But no one noticed that at the moment when the merit fell, a subtle golden spiritual light also fell into the body of a certain human race, causing him to fall into the mysterious realm.

After Nuwa absorbed huge merits, her cultivation level improved rapidly until the saint's early stages. Then the saint's power was overwhelming.

For a moment, the sound of heaven in the prehistoric world was faint, golden lotus bloomed, Taoist sounds roared, and thousands of beasts were robbed, auspicious aura spread to the entire prehistoric world, and infinite vitality of creation fell from the void.

On the earth, countless plants, trees, animals, birds and animals have opened their wisdom at this moment, and some of them have directly avoided the thunder disaster and transformed into shape.

This is the second time that all living beings in the prehistoric world have seen the same momentum and the same auspicious scene. The last time was Hongjun Daozu, who was the first saint in the world.

And now, the second saint is born!

But the sentient beings in the prehistoric world did not expect that the one who achieved the saint's fruit first was not the Three Pure Ones who claimed to be the authentic Pangu, nor the two powerful people in the West, but the demon clan emperor Nuwa!

Although Nuwa is also a saint who was personally named by Hongjun Daozu, it is only a matter of time before she can achieve the saint's Taoist fruit, but surpassing the Three Pure Ones in one fell swoop and unpredictable and profound guidance, all the powerful people are still attracted by it.

At the same time, all the powerful powers of the prehistoric world, except for the Three Pure Ones, the five saints of Heavenly Determination, and the witch clan who disrespected the way of heaven and only worshiped Pangu, no matter what level of cultivation you have reached, under the pressure of Nuwa's sainthood, they have to bow to him, because this is respect for the saints and respect for the way of heaven!

If you want to talk about who Nuwa is most happy, it is naturally the demon clan. After all, Nuwa is the Emperor of the demon clan. Now that Nuwa has become a saint, the witch clan is no longer afraid!

In Kunlun Mountains, after Nuwa became a saint, Sanqing's face looked a little ugly. They always claimed to be authentic Pangu and always felt superior.

But unexpectedly, their junior sister Nuwa first became the saint, and made them authentic Pangu, and left Nuwa in vain.

I looked at the direction where Nuwa was, and my heart was full of distracting thoughts. Nuwa became the saint before him, and even with his supreme state of mind, there was a turmoil.

Yuanshi Tianzun had a stern face. He always had the best face. He felt that only I could suppress him, but he didn't expect Nuwa to steal the first place.

On the contrary, Tongtian not only did not have dissatisfaction, but instead developed fighting spirit and took the Taoist practice a step further.

As for the two Westerners, their expressions were not fluctuating at all, but because they had already understood that among the six saints of heaven, they would be the last to become saints.

So whoever becomes saint first has no effect on them.

However, after Nuwa experienced the mystery of a saint, her momentum was reduced and she gave people a completely different feeling. Her aura was ordinary, but she was mysterious and mysterious, and her Taoist rhyme was revealed.

Nuwa looked at the ignorant weak human race below, frowned slightly, and it was really hard to decide.

Now that she has become a saint, she naturally knows that the human race has the opportunity to replace the lich and become the protagonists of the prehistoric world.

However, Nuwa's luck is entangled with the demon clan. As the demon clan declines, her luck will definitely plummet.

However, her opportunity to become a saint falls on the human race. She creates the human race with her essence and blood, just like a descendant of blood. Because she is the Holy Mother of the human race, she also enjoys a human race fortune.

In this way, she didn't know what to do.

"Forget it." Nuwa sighed in her heart, and swore, saying, "Nuwa, I, who borrowed the human race to achieve enlightenment, should protect the human race for thousands of years. No creatures are allowed to attack the human race within a thousand years. If there is any violation, they will be destroyed!"

As soon as Nuwa said this, all the powerful people who wanted to explore what secrets the human race had, who could actually help Nuwa become a saint, restrained their minds and dared not attack the human race. At least for the past thousand years, they would not dare to attack the human race.

"Thank you for the protection of the Holy Mother." All the human race knelt down again and thanked Nuwa in tears.

"Oh." Nuwa looked at the human race who was kneeling on the ground, sighed quietly, and injected some information from the prehistoric world into the minds of all the human races, and then left through the air.

Then Nuwa's voice sounded from the sky and earth, saying, "I will open up the Wa Emperor's Heaven. Those who are destined can come and watch it. I will talk about the way of creation in the Wa Emperor's Heaven. Those who are destined can come and listen to the sermon."

Nuwa's words once again attracted the attention of all the powerful people in the world, but a slight light flashed in the eyes of the human race who had been trapped in the mysterious realm.

As soon as Nuwa said this, many monks left their caves and headed to the edge of chaos, waiting for Nuwa to come and open the temple.

Even Jie Yin and Zhunti, who were far away in the West, stood up. Although they knew that they could not become saints in a short period of time, it was good to see Nuwa's methods and understand the methods of saints.

What's more, Nuwa is proficient in talking about the great way of creation. During the preaching process, if they can comprehend some of the desolate land in the West, they will be able to restore some vitality.

The Emperor Jun, who had always been worried that after Nuwa would become a saint, was relieved when he heard that Nuwa was going to open up the Wa Emperor's Heaven in chaos.

Immediately, I took Taiyi and many powerful men of the demon clan to Chaos, and at the same time prepared a generous gift to congratulate Nuwa on becoming a saint.
Chapter completed!