Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 73 Da Luo’s mysterious lich sets off together

"By the way, Mr. Patriarch, the human race survives near the East China Sea, and the dragon clan does not need to take too much care of it. Normally, Sage Nuwa does not want the human race to become a waste that only needs food to open its mouth and clothes to stretch out its hands."

Faced with the enthusiasm of the dragon clan leader, Zhao Gongming declined and at the same time warned Ao Ling again.

The road to revitalization of the human race is bound to be difficult and difficult.

There are countless difficulties that have arisen during this period, most of which must be overcome by the human race themselves.

As the saying goes, teaching a man to fish is worse than teaching him to fish.

The Dragon Clan can protect the Human Race for a while, but it cannot protect the Human Race for a lifetime.

After all, the human race has to rely on itself to truly become the protagonist of the world.

Otherwise, even if the human race is forcibly promoted to the so-called protagonist position in the world, the human race will not be able to withstand the pressure of the personality and eventually fall apart.

Of course, it does not mean that the human race is not given a way to survive and is left to fend for itself.

With Zhao Gongming here, the basic needs of the human race can still be guaranteed.

At first, Ao Ling wanted to secretly help the human race to make their lives better.

Upon hearing that this was the decree of the Saint Empress, Ao Ling was shocked and quickly nodded respectfully.

"Okay, I understand, fellow Taoist Gongming, don't worry."

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "The Sage Empress said that she will preach in the chaos 3000 years later. When the time comes, the patriarch will come to attend. I will reserve some good seats for you."

Baoling nodded quickly, "Okay, I will definitely go and listen to the saint's sermon in person then."

Soon, Ao Ling left with the dragon clan members.

In the valley, only Zhao Gongming, Liu Er and others were left.

The three first ancestors of the human race fabricated by Nuwa looked at the surrounding environment and said to Zhao Gongming in fear.

"Shangxian, will this be the new place for the human race to live in the future?"

"Yes, this will be your human race's territory from now on. You can hunt all the small beasts in the mountains and fruits in the forest, including the aquatic tribes in the East China Sea that have not been born with intelligence."

"Ooo."

The three first ancestors of the human race nodded, but there was still a trace of hesitation on their faces, as if they were hesitant to speak.

Zhao Gongming laughed out loud, "You guys want to say something, just say it, right?"

"Shangxian, after you have settled us in, when will you leave?"

The Third Patriarch spoke with hesitation on his face and a trace of panic in the corners of his eyes.

They stayed with the Holy Mother for less than a day before they were sent away, and a great sense of crisis arose in their hearts.

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will stay with you here for a while."

After hearing these words, the big stone hanging in the heart of the Third Patriarch fell to the ground.

The Third Ancestor went to work on the settlement of the human race, while Zhao Gongming opened a simple cave at the back of the valley, preparing to study the map of mountains, rivers, and the country in his hands.

He is nothing but the heel of the wind, and he is incomparably consistent with the laws of space.

Zhao Gongming had long planned to use the laws of space as the foundation for his enlightenment.

Taiyi Golden Immortal condenses the three flowers on the top, accumulates mana and foundation, and outlines the power of heaven and earth.

It can be said that as long as you are under the prehistoric world, your magic power is inexhaustible.

And Daluo Jinxian, with three flowers blooming on the top, began to comprehend the power of the law.

Comprehending the power of [-]% of the law is the early stage of Daluo Jinxian.

Comprehending the power of the law of [-]% is for the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.

Comprehending the power of the law of [-]% is for the late Da Luo Jinxian.

Understanding the power of the Four Percent Law is the pinnacle of Daluo Jinxian.

The power of the law no longer relies on accumulation like cultivation under Da Luo, but relies on perception.

It is possible for a monk with good understanding and the blessing of the Daluo to soar from the early stage of Daluo Jinxian to the peak of Daluo Jinxian in one day.

But it is not uncommon for monks with poor understanding to make no progress in a thousand years, ten thousand years, or 10 years.

To sum up, below Da Luo, rely on hard work, and above Da Luo, rely on understanding.

In fact, the other top-grade innate spiritual treasure in Zhao Gongming's hands, the Hunyuan Golden Dou, is also a space treasure.

However, Hunyuan Jindou prefers killing, and the effect of understanding it is naturally far less than that of Shanhe Sheji Tu.

It is a pure and elegant cave with flowing water flowing down.

Zhao Gongming sat on the ground, doing two things at once, running the Nine Revolutions Xuanyuan Gong to accumulate mana.

On the other hand, he was holding a map of the mountains and rivers, trying to understand the supreme meaning of the laws of space. The aura on his body was slowly but steadily increasing.

Endless as far as the eye can see, above the sky of white clouds

A huge and luxurious golden crow flew across the sky, turned into a golden rainbow light, and cut through the space at an extremely fast speed, rushing towards Fengqi Mountain, the place where Nuwa attained enlightenment.

The huge golden crow was extremely luxurious, with a length and width of over a hundred feet. It didn't look like a tool for traveling, but rather like a huge palace.

The infinite true fire of the great sun burned under Luan Jia, making him as fast as a golden crow turning into a rainbow.

Even some monks with low cultivation levels could not catch the shadow of the Golden Crow Luanjia.

In the center of the ancient world, deep in the Buzhou Mountain, in the Pangu Palace, ten figures reach into the sky and the earth, exuding the eternal aura of immortality.

"Hmph, these two three-legged old birds move very fast!" Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, let out a huge cold snort, and as the fire energy spurted out, the Pangu Palace was ablaze.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were both transformed by the golden flames of the great sun, while Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, was the incarnation of the origin of fire. The two were likened to each other.

If one had to single out one of the twelve ancestral witches who had the worst relationship with the demon clan, it would be Zhu Rong.

"The Golden Crow clan has unparalleled speed. Although Sister Houtu and Sister Xuanming set off first, I'm afraid those two old birds will be the first to reach Fengqi Mountain."

The ancestor of time, Wu Zhu Jiuyin, said, "How about I go there and pester those two old birds for a while?"

Di Jiang slowly shook his head, "No need. Since Nuwa has attained enlightenment, she must have her own thoughts in her heart. It doesn't hurt to go a little earlier or a little later."

"I believe that Saint Nuwa would not be so unwise and insist on getting involved in the fight between us and the demon clan."

As Di Jiang's voice sounded, the entire Pangu Palace suddenly became quiet.

That violent aura disappeared without a trace in an instant, and fell into incomparable silence.

On the top of Fengqi Mountain, Fuxi watched from a distance the palace-sized golden crow from heaven flying towards him, and sighed unconsciously.

"Not long after my sister attained enlightenment, the Heavenly Court came so quickly."

Fuxi exhaled a breath of turbid air, stood on the top of the mountain, and began to wait.

After a while, an extremely hot breath hit his face.

The huge golden crow, which was as big as a hill, slowly landed on the top of Fengqi Mountain.

Fuxi stepped forward, bowed his hands and saluted, neither humble nor overbearing, "Fuxi, pay homage to the two demon emperors."

No matter how fierce the fierce battle between the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan was.

The current Heavenly Court is, anyway, a political regime recognized by Heavenly Dao, and it is orthodox.

Theoretically, he was to rule over all the races of the ancient world and the immortal saints in the heavens.

Of course, in today's prehistoric era, great powers and strong men emerge in large numbers, and countless great monks are practicing in hiding in every corner.

If Heaven really wants to be like the theory, it is absolutely impossible to have only the voice of Heaven between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze slowly blew open the curtain, revealing two figures, both of whom looked like young men, [-]% to [-]% similar.

One of them looked slightly serious, solemn and mature.

The other person's face is more youthful and active, with a golden sun pattern looming between his eyebrows.

Both of them were wearing Golden Crow Emperor robes, and an indescribable aura of the emperor came to their faces, making everyone worship them.

Needless to say, these two people were none other than Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, who came from heaven.

The moment the two saw Fuxi, a warm smile appeared on their faces.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, we haven't seen each other for a long time since the lecture in Zixiao Palace."

"Yes, we have indeed not seen each other for countless years since the two majesties set up heaven on the 33rd day."

A trace of emotion flashed across Fuxi's face. He knew the ambition of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

After all, it can only be said in eight words. Enlightenment and becoming a saint will be respected by all the heavens.

When the Holy Throne was divided up in the Zixiao Palace and there was no share of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, the two brothers made two preparations together.

The first preparation is naturally to establish the Heavenly Court, dominate the heaven and earth, and rule the ancient world. With such a noble destiny as the Supreme Heavenly Lord in the ancient world, there is no need for the Hongmeng Purple Qi to forcibly attain enlightenment.

The second preparation is naturally to grab the Hongmeng Purple Qi and use it to achieve enlightenment.

But Sanqing is powerful, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi may not be Sanqing's opponent.

As for Nuwa, she is also the leader of the demon sect and has a deep causal relationship with the demon clan.

Not to mention Western quasi-prescriptions and introductions. They are too thick-skinned, just like dog-skin plasters, and are very difficult to deal with.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were not willing to provoke them for no reason.

In the end, I can only focus on Hong Yun, a good old man.

But the result of the battle in the East China Sea was not as expected. Hongyun fell, and the purple energy disappeared.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi put all their hopes on the first preparation.

Under the leadership of Fuxi, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi slowly rushed towards Fengqi Mountain and Nuwa's dojo.

Halfway through, Di Jun looked solemn, "Fellow Fuxi, the strength of the Monster Clan and the Witch Clan are about the same. If Saint Nuwa joins the Monster Clan, the Monster Clan will definitely be able to defeat the Witch Clan. Don't Saint Nuwa want to see this?" A scene?"

Fuxi shook his head slightly and sighed, "Your Majesty, you'd better ask the girl to speak for herself. I can't make the decision for her."

Soon, the three of them arrived in front of Nuwa's palace. Nuwa's palace was a little more mysterious and profound than before Nuwa attained enlightenment, and would last forever.

A trace of saintly energy surrounds the whole body, exuding great pressure.

"Is this a saint? Even a wisp of breath has such pressure!"

Donghuang Taiyi looked at the palace in front of him and his heart sank.

With the Chaos Bell in his hand, Donghuang Taiyi believed that among the saints, it was rare to find an opponent. However, facing the saint's aura today, he felt that it was out of reach from the bottom of his heart.
"Dong dong dong."

Fuxi stepped forward and knocked on the door slowly. Soon, the door opened to both sides. Fuxi stretched out his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please."

Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun was not polite and entered the palace first, followed by Fuxi.

The mysterious aura in the hall was a bit more intense than outside the hall, and the saint Dao Yun caused waves after waves in the air.

It makes people intoxicated and want to sit on the ground immediately and enter the enlightenment mode.

(End of this chapter)