Nuwa taught the demons for 300 years and established the rules.

The monster race is also divided into good and evil.

Those who enter the way of demons and demons go in through the left ear and out the right ear.

The kind-hearted monsters are enlightened, listen to the orders of Nuwa, and hibernate in the three thousand small worlds, follow the rules and do not fight with the witch clan.

This move was also responded by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who would not slaughter the kind monsters.

The establishment of the demon religion undoubtedly weakened the power of the demon clan's heaven to the greatest extent.

The emperor of heaven is not angry and prestige, even if he is furious, he dare not blame Nuwa.

"The leader of the demon sect? Then what am I, the emperor of heaven!"

In the darkest part of his heart, there is a voice floating up and down: Wait until I become a saint, and then this festival of taking my luck will be counted!

The Great Desolation is still fighting endlessly, but on a much smaller scale.

Nu Wa only felt that she had done enough, and the rest had to be done slowly.

Standing proudly on Kunlun Mountain, she took out the clay figurines in her arms and arranged them neatly on the top of the mountain.

The clay figurines face the clouds and mist, like soldiers guarding the frontier.

Nuwa held her chin and just watched.

At first glance, it is 3000 years.

Study hard to understand what Li Fei said.

During this period, the clay figurines absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and became more miraculous and vivid.

"What exactly does Brother Li mean?"

After all, Nüwa couldn't understand the meaning, so she began to look around the vast Kunlun Mountains.

See the birds and beasts, fish and shrimps living in it.

A scene, beautiful and picturesque.

"The scenery here is so beautiful, and there is no war between the two Liches, Brother Li will definitely like it here.

It's just that it's too quiet here.

Lacking a little vitality..."

"It would be great if there were many people like Brother Li living in it!"

Nuwa sighed, her beautiful eyes turned, and she looked at the clay figures.

Blessed to the soul.

With a wave of Nu Wa's jade hand, tens of thousands of clay figurines were scattered in the forest ahead.

The clay figurine grew larger in the wind, shining golden light.

Suddenly turned into a living person.

And all of them are just as Li Fei expected, the men are handsome and the women are beautiful.

They looked at each other and cheered happily, and the Kunlun Valley suddenly became much more lively.

Feeling that Nuwa created them, they bowed respectfully to the top of the mountain one by one.

"Thank you, Our Lady, for giving me life!"

Nuwa was overjoyed when she saw this, people, many people!

Suddenly realized: The two clans of the Lich are brave and warlike, or bloodthirsty and brutal. If they are the protagonists of the world, it is really not the luck of all souls!

The world should never look like this.

The people I created with my own hands seem to be more suitable for the prehistoric land than the Lich Clan!

So, Nu Wa scattered the remaining clay figurines all over the prehistoric and three thousand small worlds.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

The weak human race gradually grew and multiplied in the harsh environment.

They are all grateful for the grace of the Holy Mother for creating and sheltering them, so that they will not be eaten up by lich beasts.

Nuwa was satisfied with her masterpiece, and watched the human beings she created thrive, and suddenly realized Li Fei's advice.

"Could it be that..." Nuwa's pretty face gradually changed from surprise to shock.

rumbling~
On this day, there was chaos and thunder, and the prehistoric world shook again. All living beings could not stand still, which alarmed all cultivators!
The noise this time was much more terrifying than the last time Nuwa set up the demon sect.

Even Daozu Hongjun, who had enlightened in Zixiao Palace, opened his eyes.

Staring at the Law Golden Lantern, Golden Lotus, and Yingluo that emerged on the prehistoric land...

The rays of light across the sky are immortal.

The Heavenly Dao roared and chanted mysterious Sanskrit sounds, as if congratulating something.

Such a vision that shakes the entire prehistoric world is not insignificant!

Hundreds of millions of souls trembled from the bottom of their hearts.

"Such an auspicious vision..."

"When Dao Patriarch became a saint, the purple energy was powerful and golden flowers were everywhere.

Could it be?Someone is sanctified! "

"What, someone has been sanctified! Who is it, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, Heavenly Emperor, Eastern Emperor? Sanqing?"

But at this moment, Zu Wu, Donghuang, Sanqing, Zhunti and others were all puzzled, shocked, and couldn't believe it.

How could someone be sanctified before them!
Who is it?

After 500 years, the vision disappeared.

A voice that resounded through the prehistoric world told the story of the sanctified person to the prehistoric three thousand worlds.

"Nuwa, congratulations on your sanctification.

From then on, there is no limit, no limit, no birth and no death.

Ten thousand kalpas will not grind, cause and effect will not touch the body, transcend the time and space of reincarnation, and last forever!

Kneading earth to make people, kindness!

This is an indescribable great merit! "

"Thank you Daozu for your praise!"

Nuwa, it's Nuwa!

That demon leader!

She created the human race sanctified!

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