In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

"Senior Nuwa, the North Sea is actually not much different from other places in the prehistoric world. The only difference is that the creatures in the North Sea are a little more lively."

"In other places in the prehistoric world, there are too few living creatures and it's too empty."

Furukawa looked at Nuwa and said.

When Nuwa heard what Guchuan said, she was stunned for a moment.

"It's too empty..."

Nuwa was a little dazed. She felt that Guchuan's words just now had touched upon what she wanted, but unfortunately, she still didn't quite understand where the key point was.

Seeing this, Furukawa was speechless. Hasn't he figured it out yet?

So, Furukawa spoke again:

"Senior Nuwa, the vast expanse of the wilderness, apart from the North Sea, is naturally not good. What do you think would happen if these places became bustling?"

After hearing this, Nuwa was a little stunned. The feeling was closer, but she still didn't understand where the key point was.

"Making other places lively...is that the key?"

"But what can I do to make other places lively? Move people there to settle down? That's a troublesome matter."

The more Nuwa thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She still didn't grasp the key point.

Seeing Nuwa like this, Furukawa on the side became a little anxious.

I've been prompted to this point, why don't you understand?

Gu Chuan gritted his teeth, looked directly at Nuwa and asked:

"Since there are so few living beings, have you ever thought about creating another race?"

Hearing Guchuan's words, Nuwa was a little confused and murmured:

"Creating another race?"

Furukawa nodded beside him and said:

"That's right, just like I created the zombie race, I will create a new race."

When Nuwa heard Guchuan's words, she felt like a bolt of lightning flashed through her mind. She figured it out, finally figured out how she could become a saint!

"Yes! Create one, and then create a new race!"

The more Nuwa spoke, the brighter the light in her eyes became.

Hongjun had said in his sermons before that there were generally three ways to become a saint: proving the truth through the three corpses, becoming a saint through merit, and proving the truth through strength.

Nuwa had also heard that Guchuan had gained a lot of merit by creating the zombie clan. If he could also create a race, could he become a saint instantly with this merit?

Then, she looked at Furukawa, bowed, and said:

"Thank you for your advice, I'll go now."

This time, she no longer treated Guchuan as an elder, but addressed him as a fellow Taoist.

After Nuwa finished speaking, she flew to a mountain in the North Sea, chose a place with abundant spiritual energy, and began to try to create a new race.

Nuwa already had a rough idea of ​​how to create a new race.

After all creatures in the prehistoric world have achieved success in cultivation, they will transform into the appearance of the innate Dao body. It is said that the image of the innate Dao body originated from the great god Pangu.

The race created with the innate Tao body as a template will inevitably be blessed by nature and be favored by heaven and earth.

Nuwa began to create while thinking in her heart.

She first took out the Nine Heavens Xirang, mixed it with the Nine Heavens Divine Water, and began to mold it into shape.

After a while, Nuwa kneaded a clay doll and placed it on the ground.

As soon as the clay doll touched the ground, it suddenly came alive and began to jump around.

Seeing that it really worked, Nuwa immediately started making clay figures again.

Furukawa stood in the distance and looked at the newly born human race, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.

To him, the human race is really something from the distant past.

In fact, logically speaking, Guchuan should have prevented the birth of the human race. After all, he was from the witch clan, and the human race was the protagonist of the future world. It was destined to rise and occupy the entire prehistoric world.

In this life, Guchuan was born and raised in the Wu clan. It was under the protection of the Wu clan that he was able to grow up and have his current status.

It can be said that Guchuan owes too much to the Wu clan.

But Guchuan also owes something to the human race, after all, he was a human in his previous life.

In contrast, it can be said that both the palm and the back of the hand are made of flesh.

This was also one of the main reasons why Furukawa hesitated at first whether to give Nuwa any advice.

But later, Guchuan also figured it out. The witch clan was born to fight against heaven and earth. If they were to make things difficult for the human race because they were afraid of losing to the human race due to their so-called fate, they would not deserve to be called the witch clan.

In the words of the Wu clan, there should be no such old saying as being afraid of losing.

"With me here, the Wu clan won't necessarily be worse than the human race."

"What's more, it's not like only one of the witches or humans can survive. The two can coexist."

Guchuan compared the differences between the witch clan and the human clan in his mind. Apart from the difference in blood, the two clans can be said to be very similar.

By this time, Nuwa had already made many clay figures, and all of them came to life when they touched the earth.

Seeing that it was effective, Nuwa bent down and continued to knead.

Seeing this, Furukawa shook his head. The speed was too slow.

Then, Furukawa flew to Nuwa's side and said:

"This is too slow, use this."

As Furukawa spoke, he took out a somewhat dry gourd vine.

This was picked by Guchuan on Mount Buzhou. It is a broken branch of the Xiantian gourd vine.

There are seven gourds growing on the innate gourd vine, all of which are at the innate spiritual treasure level.

However, the nine gourds had already been picked, and the vine was no longer wanted. Guchuan thought about whether he could grow it alive, so he took it back, but naturally failed.

Nuwa glanced at the gourd vine in Guchuan's hand, nodded, reached out to take it, then dipped the gourd vine into the mud and began to spread it.

As Nuwa continued to spread the mud, a large amount of mud fell to the ground and turned into the new human race.

In just a short while, Nuwa created tens of thousands of human beings.

Perhaps because of the different methods of creation, Furukawa discovered that the human race created by Nuwa's hands had much stronger talents than the human race formed from mud spots.

At this time, Nuwa had stopped moving, not because she was tired, but because the Jiutian Xirang had run out.

It was at the moment when Nuwa stopped.

Merit descends from the sky, and enormous golden light of merit descends from the sky.

Furukawa was watching the golden light of merit from a distance. Even though he was not very interested in merit, he couldn't help but feel envious when he saw the golden light of merit. This golden light of merit was more than all the merits he had obtained combined.

But this is normal, after all, Nuwa created the future protagonist of heaven and earth.

At this time, Nuwa, who was wrapped in the golden light of merit, seemed to have sensed something and sacrificed the Hongmeng purple energy that had been refined in her body, and became a saint on the spot at this moment.

"I, Nuwa, created the human race today, enjoying immeasurable merits. I will be instantly sanctified in the North Sea, witnessed by both heaven and earth!"

Nuwa's voice resounded throughout the entire world in an instant.

At the same time, various auspicious signs began to appear.

Nuwa was surrounded by thousands of rays of light and auspicious colors, and around her were flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses emerging from the ground.

Purple air came from the east for 30,000 miles, and various auspicious beasts transformed from the spiritual energy knelt around Nuwa.

Faintly, one can hear the sound of the great way echoing in the air, and the sound of praise is endless. It seems that all creatures in the heavens are cheering for the birth of the saint.

As someone who has experienced the process of becoming a saint at close range, Guchuan has gained a lot of benefits. The sound of the Tao is not an ordinary thing. It points directly to the origin of the Tao. Even saints cannot hear it normally.

Now that Nuwa has become a saint and the voice of the Tao has appeared, it can be considered as a matter of luck.

Just at this moment, the space was torn open and three figures walked out.