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Nuwa stared at the clay figurine and fell into deep thought. The spirit of good fortune can bring alive the dead and give life to the dead. Why did it fail?

Inside Zixiao Palace, Hongjun shook his head, as expected, he had to walk step by step, if he forcibly pulled up, he would be at a loss in the end.

This time Hongjun can't help anymore, and the merits gained from helping Nuwa are really not enough for sanctification, so he can only look at Nuwa expectantly, hoping that she can understand something by herself.

Next to the puddle, Nüwa squeezed a clay figurine again, and instead of rushing to inject the air of good fortune, she looked at the clay figurine carefully, trying to find out the problem.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Nu Wa exclaimed,

"I see!"

Nuwa finally understood why she failed. Ordinary soil is just a mortal thing, not enough to carry the spirit of good fortune. If it is forcibly endowed with life, it will also shatter.

How can all things carry good fortune, and Nuwa fell into contemplation again, where can I find a spiritual thing that can carry good fortune?

Throwing the clay figurine made again in her hands on the ground, the moment the clay figurine fell to the ground, it turned into a ball, and Nu Wa realized something when she saw it.

Suddenly remembered the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil in his hand, which was obtained when Zhou Shan divided the gourd vines. At that time, he only thought it would be useful in the future, but it has never been used. Now that he thought about it, he also understood why there was a feeling at that time.

Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is the mother of all earths, it contains innate energy and can give birth to all things. It is rumored that it is transformed from the 36th-grade chaotic green lotus lotus soil, but it is not known exactly how.

Since the congenital calabash vine was able to be bred in the first place, it is definitely not a problem for .x.biz to carry the spirit of good fortune.

As soon as the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil was taken out, Nuwa felt the guidance and walked forward involuntarily.

When she stopped, Nuwa looked around and felt that the sight was very familiar, and she finally recognized that this was the place where the congenital gourd vine was conceived.

The congenital gourd vines were divided up, and the Nine Heavens' Breathing Soil was taken away, so no one paid attention to this area.

I saw that a small pit had formed in the place where the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil was originally stored. Nuwa took a closer look and found that the pit was filled with Sanguang Shenshui.

"This,,,"

Nu Wa was speechless for a while, how precious the Sanguang Shenshui is, as the name suggests, the Sanguangshenshui is the essence of the sun, moon and stars, the flesh of the living dead, the bones of the living, and the congenital holy water. Usually, a drop is a big chance, and there are so many races at this moment.

If you know that it is a pool of Sanguang Shenshui that gave birth to the white lotus, you won't be so shocked.

Both the Sanguang Shenshui and the Nine Heavens' Breathing Soil contain the power of good fortune. Nuwa realized that she threw the Nine Heavens' Breathing Soil into the puddle and began to mix them.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil entered the Sanguang Shenshui, it quickly absorbed it, and soon the Sanguangshen Water in the small pit was completely absorbed, and all of it was integrated into the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

And the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil also changed its appearance, the rich air of good fortune came out of the body, and the surrounding trees and grass began to shake slowly, full of joy.

But it absorbed a bit of breath leaked from the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, giving birth to spirituality, which is not far from producing spiritual wisdom.

At this moment, Nuwa stroked the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, full of elasticity, just like her body, stretched out her hand and pinched it, and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil immediately changed its shape.

Nuwa was overjoyed and instantly understood that this was her chance.

Immediately, she began to fabricate it according to the appearance of the previous clay figurine, and soon the prototype was formed. Nuwa began to modify the details and transform it into the perfect appearance in her mind.

Chapter 135

"It's done!"

Nu Wa stared at the work in her hand, this time it was not pinched out in a haze, but Nu Wa personally modified it bit by bit.

Looking at the little figure in her hand, Nu Wa felt like her own child, full of loving radiance.

A dense light began to appear in the clay figurine, and the light became stronger and stronger, and Nuwa couldn't open her eyes.

A gust of wind blows, and the clay figure grows against the wind, turning into a height of nine feet, which is equivalent to three meters in later generations. Nuwa looks a little petite in front of it.

The skin on the body began to change, and finally formed like a nuwa's innate Taoist body, light yellow, jet-black long hair fluttering in the wind, and a face similar to Pangu's, not as strong as Pangu, but with a handsome beauty, full of masculinity gas.

"Meet the Holy Mother!"

The clay figurine bowed down on his knees.

Even though she knelt down, she still exceeded half of Nuwa's head. Nuwa had no choice but to soar into the sky and look down at the clay figurine.

"Get up!"

Nuwa nodded, and the moment the clay figurine bowed down, Nuwa had already realized that this was her mission.

"You should remember that you are born with innate Taoism, and you can be called a "human"!"

Nuwa spoke again.

"Stand back aside!"

The birth of "human" is the general trend of heaven, and Nuwa is the medium through which heaven creates the human race, and as a medium, Nuwa naturally benefits a lot.

There is only one person, how can it be called a clan?Nuwa looked at Tiandao as if something was brewing, so she knew it well.

A long whip appeared in her hand, which was the congenital gourd vine. Nuwa waved it lightly, and the gourd vine danced like a spirit snake, swirling on the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

Groups of mud dots flew out and fell on the ground to become little clay figurines. No.1, who was born first, showed curiosity and felt very kind to those clay figurines.

But in a short time, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil was exhausted, replaced by 99 clay figurines, plus the first one, exactly [-].

Like the first clay figurines, all these clay figurines grew up against the wind after they were born, but they were not as tall as No.1, and their looks were relatively ordinary.

"Meet the Holy Mother!"

Qiqi worshiped again.

Nu Wa called them to get up and asked,

"Do you have inheritance?"

3000 people, you look at me, I look at you, with a look of confusion, and finally asked Nuwa,

"Holy Mother, what is inheritance?"

Nuwa was taken aback when she heard the words, although she created this human race, it was presided over by the Dao of Heaven, so how could there be no inheritance?

Divine thoughts swept towards the 3000 human races, and Nuwa frowned, which was a little different from what she had imagined.

In Nuwa's impression, since the human race is a God-ordained race, it has its own special features. Under her observation, she found that although these human races have the body of adults, their minds are like children.

There is no trace of inheritance in her mind, and Nuwa pinched her fingers to calculate, and finally understood the reason.

Although the human race is an innate dao body, it is an acquired race, so there is no inheritance of the heavenly dao, and the special features of the human race have not been deduced by Nu Wa.

Looking at the 3000 human races in front of her, she felt a bit of a headache. Nuwa didn't know how to deal with the human race.

The human race was created by her, like ordinary children, but the human race is so weak that Nu Wa is powerless.