Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

Chengji's wild soil is fertile, water is abundant, and the terrain is flat. There are neither dense forests nor marshes, nor fairy mountains and caves.

For many cultivators, although there is plenty of spiritual energy here, it is difficult to gather spiritual energy due to the open terrain, so it is not a good place for cultivation.

But for the human race whose newborns are becoming more and more ordinary, the Chengji Wilderness is rich in products, and there are no other prehistoric races that are too strong, so it is an excellent place to multiply.

Since coming out of the map of Shanhe Sheji, the footprints of the human race have spread all over Nanfangbuzhou, naturally including Chengji's wild, and formed countless large and small tribes here.

On this day, a black streamer landed in the northern part of Chengji's Field, near Lei Ze.

The black light dissipated, revealing a slender figure, wearing a black Taoist robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a stern face.

This person is the evil corpse that Liu Bai cut out, and he calls himself Changchun Taoist.

After landing on the ground, Changchun Taoist frowned slightly looking at the surrounding scenery.

I saw a barren area within a thousand miles, the ground was extremely muddy, and some traces of farmland and houses could still be vaguely seen.

On the whole, it looks a bit like what it looks like after the flood has receded.

According to Nuwa, Fuxi's reincarnation as a human should have been reincarnated in a thriving tribe here.

But there is no such thing as a thriving big tribe in the vicinity, and there are not even a single person in sight.

Changchun Taoist flew up to the sky again, stood on top of the white clouds and looked around, his eyes finally stopped at the side of a big river in the north.

That is Jishui, about a thousand or two hundred miles wide, originating from the boundless Lei Ze, flowing southeastward into the Weishui River, and finally flowing together to the sea.

At this time, by the bank of Jishui, more than tens of thousands of human races were crowded on the bank, not knowing what they were doing.

Pulled by Qi, Taoist Changchun's gaze instantly locked on a human child.

This little doll looks to be only two or three years old, with jet-black hair hanging over her shoulders, wearing linen clothes, standing barefoot at the front of the crowd, staring at the vast and boundless world with her big black eyes. Jishui River.

Beside the young boy, a graceful young woman hugged him lovingly by the shoulders, and whispered persuasion: "Fuxi...you stand back a little, and that monster will come ashore later..."

Fuxi shook his head, with excitement in his eyes.

"I want to watch the fairy chief destroy the evil beast here..."

The young woman gave a soft "hmm", her brows were full of worry.

Behind him, a heroic woman smiled and said: "Patriarch Huaxu, you don't have to worry too much. The fairy head of the Western religion has already said that although the water and fire monster is difficult to search for in the water, it can't be controlled after it lands. Let's All you need to do is obey the order of the Immortal Elder and lure the water and fire monster to the shore, then the Immortal Elder will naturally kill him."

"Well, I hope so."

The worried look on the brows of the Huaxu patriarch did not disappear much, he turned his head to look at the woman beside him and said, "Can the fairy head of the Western sect really defeat that monster of water and fire?"

The woman nodded vigorously, with excitement and longing in her eyes.

"Don't worry, patriarch. That fairy chief is a disciple of the sage. His mana is so strong that he has been enlightened for many years. How could he not be able to deal with an evil beast that caused trouble? Patriarch, have you forgotten that the evil beast made trouble a few days ago and made a big fuss?" The water submerged our tribe, if the fairy chief hadn't arrived in time to scare away the evil beast, I'm afraid we would all be buried in the belly of the fish."

"Oh—that's true."

Patriarch Huaxu sighed, "Since you all think this is feasible, let's start."

"As ordered!"

Dozens of high-spirited women walked to the shore, pushed dozens of animal sacrifices that had been prepared into the turbulent water, and at the same time set up incense tables, chanting:

"Today, the Huaxu tribe of our human race is grateful for the divine power of Jishui, so they sincerely offer incense and sacrifices, and only hope that the god of Jishui..."

Before the words fell, a huge wave suddenly rose above the Taotaoji water, and a tall figure stood on the top of the wave, looking arrogantly at the human race on the shore.

"You human race like ants, how dare you come here to worship me with a few livestock?"

The tall figure showed disdain, his eyes swept across the human race, and a greedy and bloodthirsty smile flashed in his eyes, "But because you are still sensible, I will accept your offerings.

Remember, from now on, every seven days, I will worship this seat. As for the tribute, I will send a pair of boys and girls. "

Hearing the request of the water god, the human race on the river bank suddenly burst into an uproar.

"Boys and girls?"

"This monster is so bold!"

"This person is indeed that monster!"

"..."

The God of Jishui's gaze was fixed, and his face was full of coldness, "What? Are you not going to offer sacrifices now? It seems that the flood a few days ago has not given you a bad taste... Humph, if that's the case , then I’m not being polite! Let’s start with you people first!”

"Wait!"

The head of the Huaxu family shouted loudly: "We promise to make offerings, and we also invite the God of Jishui to come ashore to discuss the tribute."

When she was speaking, she hugged little Fuxi's shoulders tightly, and kept him behind quietly, her face was full of resolute courage.

The God of Jishui's gaze was attracted by her, and finally landed on the little Fuxi behind her, his eyes sparkled, "What a spiritual boy, this time the tribute is you!"

While speaking, his figure swayed, and he appeared on the river bank in an instant, stretched out his hand and grabbed at little Fuxi.

"stop!"

Hua Xu exclaimed, pulled out the sharp sword from his waist, and stabbed at the God of Jishui.

"Hmph, mere ants..."

The God of Jishui sneered, as if he had never seen the sharp sword.