Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 1 Nuwa created human beings!

"I am Nuwa. I have traveled through 3,000 prehistoric times and have come to realize that the world is flawed and humanity is inadequate. Now I imitate the innate body of Taoism and follow the division of the heaven and earth into pure and turbid. I use the Three Lights Divine Water as pure to evolve the three souls, and the Nine Heavens Xitu as turbid to evolve the body. With the help of the principles of yin and yang, the pure and turbid merge to evolve the seven spirits and create a race called - human!"

"To complete humanity and perfect the heaven and earth, please judge by the heavens!"

Between the vast heaven and earth, a Dharma image that is billions of feet tall rises up, with a human head and a snake body. It is none other than the innate deity, the orthodox Xuanmen, the direct disciple of the Taoist ancestor, and the great goddess Nuwa, one of the six saints appointed by heaven!
Nuwa's voice spread throughout the ancient land, attracting the attention of many powerful people. Countless powerful people woke up from their retreat and looked at the ancient land.

Is Nuwa going to achieve sainthood?
On Mount Kunlun, Taoist Sanqing woke up from his state of enlightenment. He looked at the voice coming from the primeval world and felt the mysterious Taoist essence emerging between heaven and earth. His face looked a little ugly, as he had let his junior sister Nuwa achieve enlightenment first.

It has been three thousand years since Daozu passed down the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but the three brothers still have no clue. Unexpectedly, Junior Sister Nuwa got there first.

At the Western Sacred Mountain, Jie Yin and Zhunti were also startled. They opened their Dharma eyes and looked towards the ancient world.

Zhunti sat on the lotus platform and said in surprise, "Nuwa was one step ahead. The Three Pure Ones, who hold the merit of creating the world, fell behind Nuwa."

"The way of a saint is extremely mysterious. Merit is only the foundation. One must also be in harmony with the Way of Heaven and be recognized by the Way of Heaven before one can connect with the primordial purple energy and obtain the position of a saint of the Way of Heaven!"

“No matter how much merit you have, if you don’t have the right destiny, you can’t attract the primordial purple energy and become a saint!”

Jie Yin spoke slowly, but although he said so, when he mentioned the Three Pure Ones, his eyes were full of envy.

The incarnation of the great god Pangu's spirit, the authentic Pangu, inherited the merits of creating the world, and has infinite merits, unrivaled in the entire ancient earth.

All the benefits in the world, no matter how unworthy they are, will be their share. All the great supernatural powers in the world have received the legacy of the great god Pangu, and they owe them a cause and effect, so their starting point is much stronger than their two brothers.

In addition to the Six Saints appointed by Heaven, in the thirty-three-story Supreme Demon Court, Demon Emperor Di Jun, Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi, Demon Master Kunpeng, the Ten Directions Demon Saints, and three hundred and sixty-five demon gods all looked towards the prehistoric land.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, in the Temple of Ancestral Witches, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and a group of great witches also looked up at the sky not far away.

That’s right, the place where Nuwa proved her truth and created human beings is at the foot of Mount Buzhou. However, it is on the other side of Mount Buzhou. It is not the gathering place of the Wu clan, but it is also at the doorstep of the Wu clan. The two are only 300 billion miles apart.

The ancestor of the Blood Sea and the Styx, Zhen Yuanzi of the Wuzhuang Temple, the Taoist Master Ran Deng and the other three thousand guests of Zixiao also opened their Dharma eyes, looked towards the prehistoric land, and witnessed together the birth of the first saint of the Heavenly Dao between heaven and earth.

In the ancient times, the Taoist aura rose around Nuwa, and auspicious clouds appeared above her head. Endless rays of light rippled. The map of mountains, rivers, and the country, the Qiankun Ding, the red hydrangea, the Precious Lotus Lantern and other treasures rose and fell in the auspicious clouds, and the innate immortal spiritual light shone on them, evolving endless mysteries.

As Nuwa connected heaven and earth, a cold will revived from the depths of the ancient world.

Seeing that the way of heaven was mobilized, Nuwa did not hesitate. The laws of creation permeated her body. Nuwa waved her hand, and the Qiankun Ding whizzed out and hovered between heaven and earth.

With a flick of his finger, golden, silver and purple streams of light swept out and fell into the Qiankun Cauldron.

With a wave of her hand, a piece of yellow soil appeared in Nuwa's hand. The soil was filled with rich earth essence, broad and generous. The small piece of soil was like a vast and boundless continent.

Yellow light surged above the soil block, which contained endless vitality, endless and infinite! Nuwa waved her hand, and the Nine Heavens Xitu fell into the Qiankun Ding. She raised her hand and pointed, and endless good fortune condensed and turned into a green light that sank into the Qiankun Ding.

After a moment, the green light in the Qiankun Cauldron became brighter, and endless laws of creation rippled.

A smile appeared on Nuwa's face. She raised her hand and a quagmire rose from the Qiankun Cauldron. The laws of creation in the quagmire were extremely rich, and various colors of mysterious light were shining, which was extremely mysterious.

The Qiankun Ding was put away, and the mud fell to the ground. Nuwa's billions of feet long Dharma image also shrank and turned into an innate Taoist body.

The woman picked up a piece of mud and immediately made a little man.

Looking at the two little people in front of her, Nuwa smiled, and with a wave of her hand, the essence of creation sank into the bodies of the clay figures. The eyes of the clay figures instantly became lively, and the mud turned into flesh and blood.

Nuwa placed the little man on the ground and picked up another piece of mud. After a while, forty-nine little men appeared on the ground.

Nuwa frowned slightly. It was too slow to create one by one and awaken their spirits. Moreover, nearly half of the mud in the quagmire in front of her had been consumed. Could it be that she could only create a hundred people?
Nuwa paused, picked up another piece of mud, and kneaded the last little man, which equaled the number fifty.

Immediately Nuwa reached out and took out a gourd vine, and the aura of creation emanated from it. She whipped it down, bringing up hundreds of mud dots, which fell to the ground and turned into lively little people.

Nuwa was delighted and said yes. She waved the whip in her hand again and whipped it eight times in a row. Densely packed little people were all over Nuwa's side. With a sweep of her divine sense, adding the previous fifty, there were exactly three thousand little people, not one more, one less!
The three thousand innate human race, which equals to the number of three thousand great ways, is a perfect merit!
A golden pillar of merit light that penetrated the sky and the earth descended from the sky, and split into five in the void, and the five parts of merit sank into Nuwa's body.

All the merits merged into the gourd vine in Nuwa's hand and the quagmire of human creation below, forming the acquired merit supreme treasure, the whip of human creation, and the acquired merit supreme treasure, the holy spring of creation.

Two merits were absorbed into the bodies of the three thousand innate human race below, of which the first fifty people accounted for one tenth, and the last two thousand nine hundred and fifty people accounted for one tenth.
The remaining two merits disappeared out of thin air, and no one knew where they went.

A group of powerful people made calculations, but found nothing.

With the merits entering her body, the primordial purple energy in Nuwa's soul manifested itself. The purple energy spread across the sky and earth, stretching for billions of miles. Between the sky and earth, rosy clouds rose, flowers fell from the sky, and golden lotus emerged from the ground!

Nuwa's aura continued to rise, and a powerful force that could suppress everything for eternity enveloped the entire prehistoric land!

Below the quasi-saints, all knelt on the ground, even the Daluo Jinxian who had the Three Flowers Gathering Cauldron and the Five Qis Converging to the Origin. Only the quasi-saints could barely remain standing, but they still had to bow and salute.

Under the saints, all are ants!
"Meet the Saint Nuwa!"

In the vast land of prehistoric times, countless creatures bowed respectfully, and the sound of worship echoed throughout the vast land of prehistoric times!
Nuwa slowly opened her eyes and looked with some surprise at the race she had created, the protagonist of the eternal heaven and earth!
No wonder we can become saints through this, we are truly a lucky race!

"The human race is just born, and the ten great races of the Primordial World must not interfere!"

Nuwa waved her hand, and the land within a radius of 100,000 miles centered on the human race disappeared at the same time, disappearing in front of all living creatures in the prehistoric world. Even many people with great supernatural powers could not detect where the human race had gone.

(End of this chapter)