Prehistoric: Beginning with mediating creation

Chapter 70 Ancestors bless you...

Luo Zu's Yang Shen didn't dare to be too busy in the ruins at this moment, otherwise he would be recognized as an enemy by those powerful people and be killed on the spot with a casual blow.

Luo Zu, who didn't want to end up like this, just carefully observed the changes in the surrounding spiritual energy, and then observed the aftermath of some witchcraft and demon magic that might exist around him, and perhaps he could still understand something from it.

Of course, the most important thing is to see the location of the broken limbs and arms and the fragments of magic tools left by the fight, so that he can go to "pick up garbage" in the future.

Sometimes Luo Zu also sighed that it was not bad to be a "garbage man" in this prehistoric world.

Just be careful that the garbage man will also be involved in the aftermath of the fight between those big guys, so you have to watch from a distance and not get a close look.

When Luo Zu remembered when and where the light in the sky flew, a loud rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky where the clouds and waves covered the sun.

These loud noises were not the sound of fighting, but the sound of words, and they were witch language and demon language.

Fortunately, Luo Zu recognized these two languages, so he could understand the meaning.

"Re Wu! Ji will not let you go!"

It sounded like the words of a defeated villain.

"Ji? He can no longer avenge you."

The meaning of the words was that the "Ji" who was regarded as the backer had been dealt with first.

Their conversation was in demon language and witch language, one side spoke one language, and if someone who did not understand the two languages ​​​​might think that it was a chicken talking to a duck.

But no matter what, Luo Zu understood it, and then there was no dialogue, just a series of screams.

Then a bloody rain fell on the ground, and the rain was mixed with grains of flesh and bones.

Luo Zu did not dare to catch it with Yang Shen, hiding under the ruins, and using the world in the pot to collect these blood and flesh.

Woo woo woo!

A dull horn sounded immediately.

The clouds and smoke dissipated, revealing a group of people in the sky... air.

The witches had already left, leaving behind a mess and ruins. Luo Zu sighed, but his heart was not so heavy.

"What a bunch of prodigals." Luo Zu sighed in his heart.

Then, Luo Zu's Yang Shen escaped into the ground, returned to the underground safe house, and fell into the flesh.

"It's over, let's go back." Luo Zu said to the uneasy tribesmen present.

"Chief?! It's over?" Huo Wa had not yet come out of his fear and asked Luo Zu for confirmation.

"It's over." Luo Zu looked around at everyone and answered seriously.

Everyone cheered happily.

Then they happily squeezed towards the exit. Because it was too crowded, everyone was stuck at the exit and couldn't get out. It was Tie Tou Wa and others who relied on their majesty to drag a few people down and let everyone leave the safe house in an orderly manner.

Luo Zu didn't plan to bury this safe house in the future. Instead, he would let the tribesmen who lived in Yanquan Village in the future maintain it well.

No one can guarantee whether there will be such a "natural disaster" in the future.

The tribesmen who came out of the dark safe house and saw the light of day again were all overjoyed, but unfortunately they were not a race that sang and danced, so they could only cheer on the spot.

Luo Zu did not stop them from doing so. After all, there was still the difficulty of rebuilding their homes in front of them, so they just let them be happy for a while.

After cheering, some people began to worry, cry, and sigh.

Luo Zu saw all this, so he had to stand up and cheer everyone up at this time: "My tribesmen, my compatriots, I know that this disaster destroyed our homes and ruined our past family business, but will we be defeated by it?"

"Will we?!"

Luo Zu's shout echoed among the ruins and reached the ears of every "cave dweller".

The response came quickly.

"No!!"

The first person to stand up and respond was not Tietouwa, nor Huowa, but Xi.

This woman who was bound by suffering in the first half of her life has a tenacious heart.

Since she was not defeated, the other "cavemen" would not be defeated either.

They just reacted slower than Xi.

"No!!!"

The shouts were deafening, from three-year-old children to 500-year-old middle-aged people, all cheering.

Luo Zu was very pleased, and he swept his eyes across everyone's enthusiastic faces, and he gave instructions one by one.

Next, there was the situation of Hutou Village and Luoxiang to investigate, so he had to organize a group of people to investigate the situation first.

"Tietou, Zhui, Yan, Erwa, follow me to see the situation of Hutou Village and Luoxiang first." Luo Zu called a few people.

Huowa and Xi, as well as other people with management experience, were left by Luo Zu to implement the arrangements he ordered.

After selecting the people, Luo Zu immediately took action.

First went to Hutou Village, which was already a ruin, no different from Yanquan.

Afterwards, they arrived at Luoxiang, but they saw that only a dozen houses in Luoxiang collapsed, and the main buildings were not damaged, which surprised Luo Zu and others.

"Is this the blessing of our ancestors... Wait, aren't we the ancestors?"

Although there were many strange things in their hearts, they finally attributed it to the blessing of Nuwa and Luoxiang's own good luck.

Because of this situation in Luoxiang, Luo Zu and others returned to Yanquan Village, led everyone back to Luoxiang, settled them first, and then sent people to slowly rebuild Hutou Village and Yanquan Village.

They had a lot of time to do these things, but the population of Luoxiang suddenly increased sharply, and there were not enough houses to live in, so some tribesmen had to live in caves.

At this moment when the crisis is resolved, the "Shantou Cave People" carry forward the tradition and create people day and night...

If it weren't for Luo Zu's restraint, these guys would start even in the wild on a whim...

You know, the hunting team is not only men, but also has many female members.

Luo Zu affirmed their mentality, turned a blind eye to their behavior, and just let it go.

And Luo Zu didn't have time to care about them, he still had a lot of things to study, such as the blood and flesh and bones harvested in the blood rain, and the fragments of the flying magic weapon.

However, the blood and flesh and bones this time did not have the activity of Qiu Zhi, just like the corpses of ordinary beasts.

So Luo Zu temporarily preserved it and sealed it in the world in the pot.

As for the fragment of the magic weapon that Luo Zu took great effort to collect, there is research on it.

At that time, Luo Zu used 108 Taoist arts to weaken its spirit, and then used the world in the pot to trap it in it, so as to eliminate its terrible impact.

The world in the pot that Luo Zu used at that time was not the earth of today, but the "immortal world".

The "immortal world" was confused by this fragment and almost collapsed. Fortunately, Luo Zu used Taoism to prevent it from continuing to show its edge, otherwise Luo Zu's newly opened "immortal world" would really be destroyed.

Although the fragment is incomplete, with Luo Zu's current wisdom, he can figure out about 70% of it.

But after getting started, Luo Zu was at a loss.

First of all, in terms of materials, although Luo Zu could determine that this was an alloy, he only knew seven of the ingredients and had only seen eighteen of them. He was completely ignorant of the remaining twenty-one.

However, he not only has the wisdom of one person, but also the wisdom of millions of creatures in the world.

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