Nuwa was already a little disappointed because of her failure. At this time, she heard Zhen Yuanzi talking and looked up.

I saw Zhen Yuanzi take something out of his sleeve, which appears strangely golden, rising with the wind.

It is Jiutian Xirang.

When Zhen Yuanzi saw Nuwa being silent, he spoke, "This is the Nine Heavens Xirang, which is one of the innate merit spiritual treasures. It is transformed by the twelve-grade Pure World Green Lotus, and is the ancestral source of the earth."

"The reason why I say that my junior sister's move is not a complete failure is because she uses clay balls to fabricate the race and finally gives her the power of creation in order to generate intelligence. Judging from the fact that the clay man did move before, these ideas are not wrong."

"However, the biggest problem lies in this."

As he said that, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Nuwa's eyes with a serious expression and said, "Ordinary river mud cannot carry the power of fortune you have attracted to, Junior Sister, so it will not be successful."

Nuwa suddenly widened her eyes and thought to herself: Yes! The power of fortune that she had seen before rushed into the clay man, and almost ninety-ninety percent escaped and dissipated in the void.

So

When Zhen Yuanzi saw Nuwa put her eyes on the Jiutian Xilan in his hand again, he knew that she had reacted.

It was the best thing that Jiutian Xirang had obtained for me in Fenbao Cliff to carry the power of creation at this time."

Nuwa was also surprised when she heard the words.

If it were the same, even if she considered this, she would recall that she needed to find many spiritual treasures to carry the creation and would have long been a new tribe.

However, the clan is so big that there are probably not enough spiritual treasures.

Now, Zhen Yuanzi took out the Nine Heavens Xirang and solved this problem in an instant.

Because Jiutian Xirang is not only born with spirituality, can carry the power of creation, but can also rise with the wind.

It is best to use this as the body of the new ethnic group.

However, Nuwa still hesitated and spoke slowly, asking, "I don't know what to do, so my senior brother will exchange this thing for me?"

You should know that although Jiutian Xirang is not an offensive treasure, it is also a rare spiritual object. In Nuwa's opinion, it is naturally unacceptable.

But he never thought that Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and said, "Junior sister, although I am not one of the seven personal disciples under Hongjun, you and I are just a disciple who have come from the same school and have only some understandings. But in exchange for it?"

Nuwa frowned and said, "Senior Brother, you have taught me a lot. How can I accept this thing for nothing?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "To me, these nine heavens Xirang are just a kind of spiritual treasure. What's more, I proposed the previous proposal to my junior sister, so it is also necessary to exert some effort at this time."

He smiled and handed the Jiutian Xirang in his hand, "Junior sister must not refuse."

Zhen Yuanzi said this, and Nuwa did not hesitate and reached out to pick Xirang up.

With a raised hand, Xiran floated in the air.

When the wind blows, the body of Xiling shines golden light and slowly expands.

Nuwa let Xirang hang around her, and sometimes raised her hand to take down some, and began to squeeze the clay man with the water of the big zodiac.

Just like before, most of the clay figures she made under her men were modeled by the people she saw, and they all came in all forms.

Among them, the clay figures made by her and Hongyun are more realistic, with a look of six or seven points similar, and a look of two or three points similar.

After a long time, hundreds of clay figures appeared on the shore.

Then, Nuwa put her palms together and the law of creation emerged in her palms, and a "sharp" sound turned into the power of creation.

At this time, Nuwa turned her head and looked at Zhen Yuanzi. Seeing the latter nodded, she stopped hesitating and raised her hand to slap the power of fortune.

I saw that after the power of fortune hit hundreds of clay people, they were all affected and never lost anything.

Seeing this, Nuwa also showed joy on her pretty face and said, "This move is feasible!"

Zhen Yuanzi also smiled, and then looked at Nuwa excitedly making one clay man after another.

However, after a long time, there were only a hundred more people.

Adding the previous one, only 200, this number is really not enough for a group.

Nuwa is still in the joy of creating human beings at this time, and it should be a while before she can discover it.

Thinking of this, Zhen Yuanzi's heart moved slightly and took out a piece of green vine from the universe in his sleeve. It was the innate gourd vine.

It was obtained by Zhen Yuanzi in Buzhou Mountain, but it was still immature at that time.

Zhen Yuanzi planted it in Wanshou Mountain. Before leaving Wanshou Mountain this time and traveling to the prehistoric world, he felt a feeling in his heart, so he took a piece for his use.

He handed the gourd vine to Nuwa and said, "Junior sister, there must be a large number of creatures in the race. It will probably take a lot of time to squeeze them out like this."

Nuwa saw the gourd vine handed over by Zhen Yuanzi, looked up at Zhen Yuanzi, and then knew what the other party was thinking.

He smiled and took the gourd vine and said, "It's still my senior brother who thinks carefully."

She held the gourd vine in her hand, soaked it in water, then picked it up and put it in the breathing soil and stirred it. The gourd vine was covered with golden breathing soil.

Then she saw her raising her hand and swinging it, the mud dots in the sky turned into human form.

Zhen Yuanzi watched from the side, quickly supported a group of clay figures with his magic power and slowly descended.

The two looked down and found that the soaking, stirring, and swinging and holding, hundreds of clay people immediately appeared on the ground.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

This saved her the ability to pinch the clay man with her hands, and the speed of creating clay man was much faster.

The two cooperated with each other in this way, and half a day passed.

At this time, Xilan had run out, and a total of 6,000 clay figures appeared on the ground.

Three thousand women, three thousand men.

Later, clay men made from gourd vines were made, and men were made with Zhen Yuanzi as the model, while women were made with Nuwa as the template.

In this way, we just wait for the queen to give us good fortune and make these clay figures a real creature.

Nuwa raised her hand and put her hands together again, and the way of creation was revealed, and the power of creation penetrated into the clay figures and was absorbed.

Seventy percent of them are transformed into spiritual intelligence, and 30 percent are transformed into mud bodies.

The two of them waited beside the clay figures.

After another seven days, these six thousand clay men were able to fully move and speak.

After seeing Nuwa and Zhen Yuanzi, these six thousand clay men came straight to the front and bowed, saying, "I have met the Holy Father and the Holy Mother."

Listening to the neat and respectful voices of the six thousand clay men, Nuwa's pretty face turned slightly red for a moment, and she secretly looked at Zhen Yuanzi, full of shyness and unable to speak.

Zhen Yuanzi touched his nose awkwardly.

When I saw these six thousand clay men discovering that they were all naked, they actually picked up fallen leaves on the ground to cover them, showing their spirituality.

Although Nuwa was a little embarrassed, she was happy to see these six thousand creatures and smiled and said, "Senior Brother, this is a new ethnic group."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded and smiled, "That's what it should be."
Chapter completed!