Prehistoric: Beginning with mediating creation

It is tens of thousands of miles high, and its arm span is like the endless peaks in the sky. Wherever it passes, it can break the clouds in the sky thousands of miles high into porridge.

This is a giant whose appearance cannot be seen clearly. Maybe it is not a giant, but another giant monster. The "cavemen" standing at the entrance of the cave cannot see his full appearance clearly.

They only know that he is very majestic and can be worshipped as a god.

The elders once said that he is a demon god in the sky and a witch god on the earth.

"The mountain... the mountain was pulled up, and he..."

The next scene surprised everyone again. A high mountain that blocked their vision was easily pulled up by the giant, or more accurately, picked up, just like they picked up a stone in the mountain.

But even so, everyone still couldn't see his full appearance, how tall he was, what he looked like, and even could only see one of his legs. No one knew where the other legs were.

Could it be that he could walk a million miles in one step?

However, after he pulled up the distant mountain, there were still mountains blocking their vision, and they could not see Mount Buzhou.

After pulling up the mountain, the giant god took another step and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

His body was very large, but his movements were not bloated or slow at all. His speed was so fast that their naked eyes could not see clearly.

"The rain has stopped." Luo Zu was the first person to discover this situation.

"We don't have to move."

This was really too surprising. Just passing by a "giant" solved their troubles directly. This prehistoric world was really... casual.

Then Luo Zu went to the "Book Collection Pavilion" in the cave to record this incident, still using witchcraft.

By the way, he named this "giant" Long Bo Shen.

Since there is a giant Long Bo in the Shanhaijing, but the record is only a few dozen feet high, and the height of this Long Bo Shen... Luo Zu himself is not sure, so he directly wrote a billion miles, of course, it is not ruled out that he may have only one leg and one arm.

Although it is necessary to see the record with one's own eyes, he is not writing a documentary literature, so there is no need to be so serious, as long as there is a record.

In this way, with inheritance, the human race will have civilization, and the descendants will pass it on in writing, not by word of mouth.

It is a good thing anyway.

The water is slowly receding, and after the dark clouds dispersed, the sun unceremoniously dried up the accumulated water on the ground, revealing the land covered with silt and sand.

They really don't have to move, but what about that rain and that "giant".

In the next few days, the hunting work of the "Shantou Cave People" has been smooth, and there are gains every day.

And they also found the remains of the "giant", a huge footprint.

This footprint can only be seen when standing on the top of the mountain where the cave is located.

Now it has become a large lake, but the outline can be vaguely seen.

It is probably more than 100,000 miles long and tens of thousands of miles wide.

Of course, how big it is actually can only be determined after a close test.

"Primitive." Luo Zu sighed.

A few days ago, he was still trying to survive, but now he is surrounded by dangers. It is bizarre, and it is indeed bizarre.

However, life has to go on. After living for a long time, perhaps he can be as used to it as the elders in the settlement.

The oldest person in the settlement is now about 300 years old, the third generation of human beings.

The youngest of the fourth generation of human beings is still in the belly.

Luo Zu has not reproduced yet.

That is not right. The descendants he reproduced are not on the prehistoric land, but in his pot world.

But that is not reproduction, it should be considered creation.

But they are indeed his bloodline.

Luo Zu can't explain it clearly, but he can see it clearly.

We are all human beings, all blood relatives.

Even the people in this settlement are all relatives if you count them carefully, but now it is still a primitive tribe, not even a tribe, nor a matriarchal society, nor a patriarchal society, and everyone is still confused.

So Luo Zu may not even know who his father is...

Of course, my mother knows, but she is dead, she died on the road during a migration a long time ago.

Therefore, Dad is probably dead.

Luo Zu is also a member of the orphanage.

Putting these things aside for the time being, Luo Zu continued to study his own world in the pot.

There is also the exploration of his own brain, which is a very important research.

But you have to be very careful, after all, he only has one head.

And it is a new direction of cultivation. If it fails, it will be very tiring if the head is not preserved. No, there will not even be any tiring.

As the brain absorbs spiritual energy, the brain becomes stronger. At least the skull is much tougher, and the spirit is also further strengthened.

Now it is possible to explore the outside world, about three centimeters away from the skin and flesh.

This is a very wonderful feeling. I can close my eyes, block my ears, and block my nostrils without the help of my five senses, and I can directly "see" the scenery outside.

Of course, what he sees is only three centimeters away from the body.

As for the farther distance, he may have to continue to explore his brain.

"So is it the brain that is magical? Or the soul?" Luo Zu still thought of this primitive world.

In the mythological world, there is naturally such a thing as the soul.

Soul, spirit, primordial spirit, yin spirit, yang spirit.

He listed many illusory things that Luo Zu could think of.

"It's a pity that there is no immortal cave around here, otherwise I could become a disciple and learn from him."

It is true that the prehistoric world is too vast, with countless famous mountains and rivers, and perhaps many spiritual veins, but there are not many practitioners. If the number of practitioners is divided by the area of ​​the prehistoric world, there may be less than one practitioner in one million square kilometers.

This research may still have to be calculated by Hongjun Laozu, and I don’t know if he has any thoughts in this regard.

"I can only continue to experiment."

Luo Zu sank his mind into his own world in the pot, and then carefully felt the recent changes.

The small human race began to build their own houses, began to use the "Chinese" taught by Luo Zu, and even began to make various stone tools.

These are what Luo Zu taught in the "Shantoudong people".

Stone tools make everyone more capable of hunting, and houses... Unfortunately, there are caves, so there is no need to build houses.

And "leaders" were born among these small human races.

Directly crossed the matriarchal society and entered a patriarchal society.

In addition, they also started their own hunting, capturing those enlarged versions of microorganisms and fungi.

Luo Zu's mind quietly fell beside them, listening to their conversation.

At this time, they were gathering together and placing the monsters they hunted on the roof of a high house.

"God!"

"God!"

They were offering sacrifices.

This was not taught by Luo Zu, but they did it spontaneously.

Will the human race eventually enter such a stage?

Worship natural totems?

But they worship Luo Zu.

They worship Luo Zu as... the mother goddess? !