Nuwa thought for a long time, but suddenly smiled, took out a ball of Xilan, and carefully pinched the clay figure. The clay figure gradually took shape. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out that the clay figure was almost exactly what she used to be, and her face seemed to have a bit of silly aura. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel uneasy. Will there be trouble?

After Nuwa finished pinching a clay figure, she put it on the ground and gently waved her hand to inject a stream of spiritual energy. The clay figure actually turned into a normal human size and jumped around. The clay figure felt its body carefully, and suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed to Nuwa, calling her mother. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing a person who looked seventy percent like him, he bowed to Nuwa and called her mother. This feeling was really... unspeakable strange.

Nuwa couldn't help but chuckled a few times, but did not pay attention to the clay man anymore. Instead, she took Xirang and created another clay man who was somewhat similar to her. However, Nuwa waved her hand and covered the female clay man's body, which also gave her spirituality. Zhuang Xiong was stunned. After looking at the male clay man carefully, she found that the clay man was actually completely out of clothes at the beginning.

Zhuang Xiong's heart was even more strange. Seeing the male clay figure blowing by the movements or the wind, the birds swayed around, my mind went away and I didn't know where I thought of it. By the way, Nuwa seemed to have never seen our body? How could it be so similar? Ignore myself and learn? Or have you ever peeped at it? Zhuang Xiong's yy heart couldn't help but start, and he was in a flash and didn't know where he ran.

Nuwa looked at the two villains she created with her own hands, which were seventy-sixth-particularly similar to Zhuang Xiong and herself. She seemed to be looking at her children, and she couldn't help but imagine the scene of being surrounded by children in the future. She couldn't help but want to create more clay figures and continue to pinch them quickly. However, it was not just the two of them, but sometimes they also looked like Fuxi. It seemed that Nuwa was already having fun and pinched whatever she thought of.

After pinching thousands of them in a row, Nuwa seemed a little tired, but she was used to seeing the lichs moving at once, and she always felt that only these thousands were missing. Nuwa took out the gourd vine, blended the ball of Xilan with divine water, waved the gourd vine and began to whip it.

Naturally, Nuwa would not beat her randomly. The gourd vine had a trace of the way of creation. Nuwa learned the law of creation at this time, so every time she beat her, it contained the way of creation. The mud spots splashed in the air were gradually turned into innate bodies by the way of creation, and fell to the ground and became cheerful.

I don't know that after a long time, Nuwa's head began to see a little sweat. Finally, she used up a ball of slime. She had to stop. Seeing that there were hundreds of thousands of clay men, she nodded with satisfaction and said to herself: "That person always keeps talking about the word "person". Everyone learns this, but they still really don't know what this person is. Today, the thing that I created by the way of creation can be called a human, and he doesn't think he has nothing to say."

Hundreds of thousands of clay men bowed down together. Nuwa smiled and said to the two firsts who were created: "From then on, you will be called 'people', which is a new tribe in the prehistoric world. However, at this time, you are still too weak in both body and ethnic group. It coincides with the Lich War. This Buzhou Mountain is a place of battle and is not suitable for you to grow up. It is better to go east and find a suitable place to live."

The clay man who was somewhat similar to Zhuang Xiong knelt down and said, "Mother, we have just been born and we still can't do anything. Since there is danger in the prehistoric world, we will just go east like this, and it is probably difficult to get to the place."

Nuwa smiled and said, "It's okay. If you encounter someone blocking the road, you just need to report my name. Remember, I am a disciple of the Taoist ancestor, the Holy Mother of the Emperor Wa. I think most people will give me a face." The clay man hurriedly thanked him and led the human race to travel eastward.

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help laughing secretly when he heard Nuwa's words. It would be fine if the clay man had a name and called Nuwa the mother, and then everyone saw that the clay man looked seventy-sixth-particle like Zhuang Xiong, what would everyone think? Well, it seems that the clay man is safe to travel east. After everyone guessed this, with the combined reputation of Nuwa and the other two, no one would dare to mess with him.

However, Zhuang Xiong was still not very relieved after all, and quietly released the two corpses of good and evil, allowing the two to follow the humans to travel east. The good corpses are responsible for taking care of them and the evil corpses are responsible for protecting them. However, Zhuang Xiong still gave special instructions to guide the main focus and try not to interfere with the development of the human race.

Shanzi said disdainfully: "Tsk, it seems that we are much more reliable than you, right? It seems that you are the one who is most likely to interfere with the development of human race."

Zhuang Xiong had no choice but to ask the two of them to set off quickly and talk about it. If not, he would take Mount Emei.

Until everyone had finished, Zhuang Xiong was surprised to find that he had not yet made any merits at this time. He couldn't help but be curious. Didn't it mean that Nuwa made a saint? Also, why didn't Nuwa leave yet?

But I didn't know that Nuwa not only didn't leave, but turned around with a smile and said, "It's been so long, aren't you going to come out by yourself? What kind of childishness is there? Are you playing with this? Is it interesting to peek at the side?"

Zhuang Xiong felt the surroundings carefully. Well, he was the only one who could only show his figure awkwardly and smiled foolishly at Nuwa.

Seeing Zhuang Xiong smirking, his silly look still as before, Nuwa couldn't help but miss her a little, and then covered her mouth and smiled secretly. She said in a soft voice: "Do you think about how old you are? Why do you still know how to play?"

Zhuang Xiong smiled dryly and said, "I still know the serious business, but I'm just happy without delaying the business, right?"

Nuwa suddenly changed her face and snorted coldly: "Is your so-called serious business just to massacre the Lich clans? Why do you do this?"

Zhuang Xiong smiled slightly, pointed to the direction of the human race, and said, "Here, for them, they are your and my children, but you are embarrassed and difficult to take action. I don't have the same estimate. Since I know that they want to harm my children in the future, of course I will not be polite to them."

Nuwa couldn't help but speak in silence, unable to figure out the true or false for a while.

Zhuang Xiong smiled, suddenly frowned and looked at Nuwa, and said, "Did you gain nothing this time? Isn't that true?"

Nuwa said in surprise: "Why do you even know this? I felt that I had been stuck in a bottleneck recently, but I suddenly gained something just now. The way of fortune has advanced greatly. As long as I go back and go into seclusion, I can cut out my obsession. At that time, I will be the cultivation of the two corpses just like you."

Zhuang Xiong was surprised and said, "Obstinence?"

Nuwa said, "Yes, I didn't expect that the first thing I cut out was not the evil thoughts, but the most difficult obsession. You should be careful in the future. If you get angry with me like this, I won't be so sloppy."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help laughing, but his heart was full of waves. How could he be a saint? It's not reasonable? Didn't he become a saint with merit? Could it be that there is no merit in creating humans? The human race is not the protagonist of the future prehistoric world. Creating humans has great merits, can he become a saint directly? Why did Nuwa make great progress in her cultivation because of slaughtering corpses? She did not become a saint directly?

Zhuang Xiong was struggling here, Nuwa said dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong? What are you thinking again? Can't you really worry about it?"

Zhuang Xiong casually said, "No, I'm thinking, Sister Nuwa has good qualifications and pure minds. This time she took the lead and she had the most difficult obsession. I'm afraid that her cultivation will soon surpass me, and it may even be the first to become saints from our brothers. We must protect me at that time."

Nuwa smiled and said, "How can we say the future accurately? However, you are my fifth junior brother. As long as you are obedient, I will naturally protect you."

Zhuang Xiong ignored Nuwa's joke, but noticed the saying "How can the future be said accurately?" and suddenly realized that the way of heaven is impermanent, and the protagonist of the human race's heaven and earth was finally won by himself. Perhaps because of the decline of the lich, it made the race get the advantage in vain, but it was definitely impossible to be directly established as the protagonist as soon as it appeared.

There are many races in the prehistoric world. Although Nuwa created a new race, compared with the prehistoric world, there are not many more, and there are not many less. There is no so-called merit. It is just that the creation race is the result of the application of the way of creation to the limit, so Nuwa's cultivation has greatly improved. The so-called merit requires great contributions to the heaven, earth, and heaven or lifelong life to obtain it. For example, the later replenishment of the sky, or the later earth reincarnation, is there any great benefits to the creation of humans and the prehistoric world or the heaven? If you can't see it for the time being, you will naturally have no merit.

Zhuang Xiong nodded a little, but thought again that if the human race was not the protagonist of heaven, then all kinds of dangers would inevitably follow. The situation he estimated was still too beautiful after all. Maybe something unexpected would happen, leading to genocide and genocide in the prehistoric world. However, what is happening almost every day is that even in later generations, it would be genocide for various reasons.

However, there is no problem with the human race for the time being. However, since Nuwa has no merit in creating humans, there must be many things different from what she knew in her previous life. At this time, the human race has been born, but she cannot make any mistakes anymore, and she should also make plans.

Zhuang Xiong frowned and was worried, but Nuwa was also angry and said, "What do you mean, you idiot? You are distracted as you talk to me?"

Zhuang Xiong was stunned and smiled and said, "Sister Nuwa, don't be angry. I just suddenly realized that the way of heaven seemed to be a little different from what I knew, so I thought it a little deeper for a moment."
Chapter completed!