Prehistoric: Beginning with mediating creation

"Terran? Human?"

The person in front of me has a strange appearance, with hands and feet like noodles, a slender neck, a snake-like head, and four pupils in his eyes. He looks a bit like the plesiosaur in the album.

Its body is not small, a hundred feet long, but its body is as thin as a piece of paper. There is only a bulge at the head of the snake, which seems to have a brain inside.

He is the elder of the Xi Fu Witch Club, named Huan Ke.

"There were humans who passed by before, but they didn't have your level of cultivation and were very weak." After thinking about it, the elder added.

"When did you come here?" Luo Zu didn't expect any surprises.

Luo Zu has traveled such a long distance in the ancient wilderness, but has never seen the human race. It seems that Luo Township is the origin and center of the human race.

But he also knew that the center of the human race could never be Luoxiang, but Buzhou Mountain.

There may be a big gap in numbers between the human race in Luo Township and the human race in some places.

Just like the group of humans kept in captivity by the Xiong tribe that Xi once described.

Their number may have exceeded one million at that time.

With such a number, the human race in Luoxiang would naturally feel ashamed.

But according to the previous elders of Luo Township, they also traveled to many places, saw many different scenery and races, and many terrible dangers, and finally arrived at the valley next to Luo Township... .

And their starting point is Buzhou Mountain.

Even if the second-generation human race has the innate magical power to travel through space, it cannot travel such a long distance instantly, and it has to travel through certain places.

And in the oral memories of the second generation of humans, they did travel to many places. However, after Luo Zu walked this road again, he found that the elders had only walked in some areas, and they were near Luo Township. Area, an area with a radius of tens of millions of miles.

As for the further areas, there are very few.

And when he asked about the Wu tribe or other tribes he passed by, they all said they had never seen the human race, and they didn't even know what race the human race was.

The strangeness in it made Luo Zu even more curious about how the elders of Luo Township "walked" this distance that was so far away that Luo Zu could only stare.

Today, I heard an elder from the Wu Clan say that he had seen the human race. This naturally made Luo Zu particularly surprised and very curious.

The elder of the Xifu Witch Club thought for a while and then replied: "Ten thousand years ago."

"Um?"

"What? Is there something wrong?" the elder asked him in surprise.

Luo Zu nodded: "The human race has only been born for more than three thousand years."

When Elder Ke heard this, he didn't get up from the shock, and looking at his limp body, he didn't look like he could do it immediately.

"Maybe it's not the human race, maybe I remembered it wrong." Elder Ke said calmly.

This made Luo Zu even more suspicious.

"How different can the appearance be? How different can the breath be?" Luo Zu asked.

Elder Ke just raised his hand and spit out a wisp of green and red mana.

This ray of mana seeped into the void and quickly turned into a blue-red phantom.

In the shadow, figures quickly passed by, accompanied by vague sounds.

And these figures are exactly what the human race looks like.

"I'm sorry, ten thousand years is quite a long time. I also have fuzzy memories and the habit of relieving heart failure, so this memory is a little unclear." Elder Ke said apologetically.

If heaven has feelings, it will also grow old. Even gods will fall into a strange and strange decline if their hearts grow old.

Immortals may not die directly during the decline, but they will slowly fall into a state of decline and transformation.

In such a state, although the immortal cannot die, the various functions of the immortal body will be weakened.

Among these, heart failure is the most terrifying.

However, there are ways to overcome tribulations, and there are even practitioners who have developed ways to overcome these tribulations and become enlightened.

But the calamity of decline is still terrible. Even if there is a method, it is possible to fall into a situation where the method is dispensable, and then fall into a more terrifying disaster, or even death.

Therefore, after hearing what Elder Ke said, Luo Zu thought it was normal. After all, this was a small means used by many practitioners to resist the calamity of decline.

"These are enough." Luo Zu said.

It's the human race.

It’s just that the human race was created by Nuwa Empress only more than three thousand years ago. A large number of the second generation human race died, and some of the third generation human race also died. The normal life span of the prehistoric human race is one thousand years, including four generations in some places. The human race may also be entering old age.

But when we met the human race ten thousand years ago, there were too many weird things about it.

"Although the human race lacks strength, it is endowed with good talents and is quite intelligent, so it impressed me so much that I remember it until now." Elder Ke said leisurely.

"But if the human race was born in the prehistoric era only three thousand years ago, there may be two possibilities. One is that it is similar, and the other is that your memory is wrong. Maybe there are errors in the records of your race. After all, many prehistoric races are ignorant of their initial ignorance. There are few records in the period of ignorance. After the latecomers gain wisdom and establish civilization, their tracing of past history will always be biased." Elder Ke then explained.

"We, the Wu clan, do have some methods for inferring the evolution of racial civilization. Maybe you can try it out."

Luo Zu did not take up the matter first, but asked: "I wonder why they passed through your tribe at that time? Migration? Or trade?"

Elder Ke lived a long time, according to Weasel Witch, it should have been more than 10 million years.

This is definitely a long time. Although true immortals can live for this long, most of them will fall into a deep sleep to avoid the catastrophe of decline.

Some others are brave and diligent, and achieve Golden Immortals, from then on they are immortal and indestructible, free from disasters and calamities. The disasters here are disasters given by heaven and earth, such as thunder and fire, and the calamities are the calamities of decline, and there are not only calamities of decline, but also calamities of heaven, earth, and inner demons.

After achieving Golden Immortals, they transform themselves into the Great Dao, and these disasters and calamities disappear without a trace.

Then again, there are quite a few Golden Immortals in the prehistoric world, after all, they are everywhere.

Elder Ke is not a Golden Immortal (Heavenly Witch), but an Earth Witch (Xuanxian). The Weasel Witch told Luo Zu that Elder Ke has a good chance of impacting the Heavenly Witch, and now he has been waiting for an opportunity.

Even so, Elder Ke cannot escape the troubles of disasters, especially the calamity of decline.

However, the matter of calamity of decline is also closely related to personal cultivation. Elder Ke was so open to him that Luo Zu was also surprised.

"Speaking of which, time and space reversal may also cause such problems." Elder Ke suddenly added.

"Time and space reversal?" Luo Zu felt as if he had been enlightened, and understood it in an instant.

The battle between the powerful can reverse time and space, pull the past to the present, send the present to the past, and even freeze the future...

In short, such a battle of existence is bound to be accompanied by many strange phenomena, and the aftermath is no longer limited to the material level of the prehistoric land, but also at a higher latitude, a level that a small character like Luo Zu cannot touch.

In this regard, Luo Zu remembered Hou Yi's battle with the demon god Guiche and the Golden Crow Prince.

Today, I will resume three updates, 9,000 words per day