Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds.

Finding someone to be an apprentice is a good idea, and it is indeed the best choice at present, but it is very difficult to practice.

First of all, you must be smart, otherwise, you will not be able to practice the nine-turn Xuan Gong that requires magic skills.

Secondly, be loyal, otherwise I am afraid that it will become the second witch clan, and once again abandon the teacher after the rise.

Long Wuming: "We can't run away, we can only let you get away, Mengmei, and go out to find an apprentice to teach you. After all, your body secretly leaves Jianmu, and no one will know about it.

Let's ask Tiantu to secretly communicate with a trustworthy Ancestral Witch to quietly rescue you.

As for the candidates for the heart, the five of us can all work together as staff members, and we all have to pass our vision. We are all old-fashioned people. "

Bell at the top of the food chain: "Hehe, let me find an ancestral witch for help? No one can be trusted! You must know that even the ancestral witch who tipped me off might be an ancient existence in the old era, taking the opportunity to take advantage of it. My hand will bring down Di Qi."

What the hell!

So insidious?

Everyone's scalp was numb.

The twelve ancient beings in the ancient world have all crawled out from hundreds of years of fighting, and each of them is an earth-shattering talent, and crowdfunding may not be able to beat each other.

The news that they were negotiating on the Internet at this time really cannot be spread out, otherwise there will be a bunch of free apprentices coming to the door.

And if they don't unite, they don't even have the qualifications to wrestle with those old yin goods in the ancient world.

A sword and turtle breath: "So, how long will it take for you to dig out yourself, Mengmei?"

Mengmei thought about it and replied: I have grown for hundreds of years, and it will take at least fifty years to figure it out.

Everyone was stunned, how deep do you have to bury yourself?

Qiu Mingshan Speed: "Cough, cough, cough! You can't wait that long, let me give you a suggestion, Ha Mengmei, just look at the people on Jianmu's body every day, and choose slowly. After all, they are all men who have sex with you. Just understand one by one (funny)”

Mengmei: I will kill you! (bites his teeth)

Wild world.

Kaiyuan Heavenly Court, 237 years.

Nearly two hundred years have passed since the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was developed.

The four major races have appeared a lot of arrogance, and they are famous. There are many talents in the earth. There are many peerless arrogances of various races, old people protect the Tao, the gods are in the realm, the purple palace is in the realm, and they go to challenge the major mountain gates. The grand scene of the World of Vice Contest.

And among the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the Heavenly Court, one of the oldest beings is about to run out of life.

"Our deadlines are approaching one after another. We have fought for hundreds of years in our lives, and our lifespan has been worn out too seriously."

This world is stronger than the wizarding world. Compared with the same realm in the wizarding world, its life expectancy is more than half.

Seventh-level epic wizards have a lifespan of six hundred years, and the seventh-level Emperor Dongxu has a nine-hundred-year lifespan, but now, with their five or six hundred years of lifespan, they are already dying.

On the throne, the voice of the Heavenly Emperor said faintly:

"Our other eleven ancestor witches can still hold on for a while, but the seventh ancestor Wu Chengshan is respected as the first warrior god of the witch clan, with unparalleled combat power, and the world of Taoism. will die."

In the hazy white light, a ancestral witch, the most powerful existence in the world, showed a sad look, and his face was full of sadness.

Their imposing manner is astonishing. In the entire Heavenly Emperor's Palace, a terrifying oppressive force flows like an endless ocean, and the extreme mighty force that shakes the universe is rushing toward the face, and the emperor's might overflows, filling the heavens.

Just a single Emperor Dongxu, if not blocked by the same realm, will only need one month to slaughter all the creatures in the two worlds.

"Are fellow Daoists from the same era as us also leaving us?"

"We are completely old. Originally, it was not just Shouyuan, but in the age of ancient gods, we bathed in blood and fought hard to fight for the future spirits. After accumulating too many dark wounds, we were able to establish a heavenly court."

"There is not much longevity, and it is about to usher in the five declines of heaven and man."

"If you don't know the Tao, you will be an ant under the saint."

The ancient beings present sighed, their eyes were old, and they were already very old.

In each era, at most one or two invincible Emperor Dongxu were born.

Even in some declining eras, only a few quasi emperors may be born.

However, in the era of the ancient gods, the arrogance of the gods was born in large numbers, and the terrifying existence of the twelve gods was born at the same time. It can even be said that in the later era, it is basically impossible to have such a vast and prosperous world!

Each of them, appearing in other eras, will suppress the world, defeat countless geniuses of the same realm, and become an invincible emperor, the eight wastes and six together, the only one, but now, they have all emerged in the same era, only to be able to overthrow the ancient Thirteen innate ancient gods.

As the leader, Di Qi naturally had the earth-shattering talent, and was able to suppress the other eleven emperors of Dongxu.

But now, they are really old. After all, no matter how old they exist, no matter how many means, no matter how earth-shattering their cultivation is, they can't resist the erosion of the long years, and no matter how powerful the Great Emperor Dongxu can't overcome time.

It is Zu Wu Chengshan who is about to truly decline.

Emperor Qi Tiandi was silent for a while, and said loudly: "Chengshan will leave soon, and the Sun Primordial Spirit will be vacated. We old people can take the opportunity to retire and choose the next Emperor of Heaven, inherit his Sun Jinwu, and rule the worlds of heaven and earth. !"

Around the ancient existence, everyone agreed:

"What the Emperor said is very true, we old people are going to retire from the times"

"In the future, it belongs to the prosperous world of young people"

"Then, how do Qingdi, Jianmu Qingteng, and Wu Zu deal with it?"

"Continue to blockade."

"That being the case, the Sun Primordial Spirit left behind by Chengshan's sacrifice and training will be used to establish the next Heavenly Emperor."

On this day, a news that shook the world came out from the heaven:

"Chengshan Ancestral Witch, the longevity of life is about to end, the great Ancestral Witch felt powerless, and retired one after another, and will choose the next Heavenly Emperor!"

boom!

Between the heavens and the earth, the major sects, the four major races, and the secluded immortal gates rioted and shook.

"how is this possible?"

"The Emperor of Heaven has only been in power for less than six hundred years, and he is about to come to an end?"

"I thought that Di Qi, the invincible emperor, would rule forever, but who knew that these ancient existences suffered too severe injuries in their early years, and when they reached their twilight years, they could no longer hold back their secret injuries. There have been cracks of varying degrees."

"Hey! Under the Primordial Primordial, you will end up as ants and will not live forever."

Many are lamenting.

Di Qi, as the first postnatal spiritual emperor between heaven and earth, led the eleven ancestral witches of the year to go to the sky together and overthrow the rule of the innate ancient gods. The world thinks that they can live for at least a thousand years and be immortal in the world, but who knows only six. Hundred years, the era of the most powerful emperor will now pass

But at the same time of lamentation, there is also a secret excitement in the heart.

An invincible Heavenly Emperor suppressed the current world, and his death also meant the end of an era. If he could always survive in the world, it would be his greatest injustice to other geniuses who came later.

On the earth, there was a heated discussion:

A Sun Primordial Spirit is empty, who will be the next Heavenly Emperor?

Another ten years.

"Your Majesty, passed away."

Ancestral Wu Chengshan fell, and the world grieves together.

Heaven and earth mourned for it, it rained majestic and heavy, and there were no clouds in thousands of miles. It fell into darkness for three days, only the moonlight shone.

The visions of heaven and earth appeared together to lay the foundation for the emperor.

The crystal star coffin was built, and the great emperor Chengshan of Dongxu was buried in it.

In the crystal coffin, lay a terrifying ancient emperor's body, with black hair and a shawl, majestic, with four arms, wearing black snake earrings, and permeating with strands of frightening emperor's prestige.

"Zheng!"

A round of the sun flies into the sky, shining brightly for eternity.

This is the primordial spirit of Emperor Chengshan, slowly vacating.

"A good round of burning sky and scorching sun, iron bones!"

In the heavenly court, everyone looked up, and the rays of light from the sun were dazzling and golden, as if they saw this ancient Emperor Dongxu, along with the eleven best friends, the soldiers and horses, bloody battles with the ancient gods of heaven and earth, and peace of heaven and earth for the future souls. ancient times.

"An ancient emperor has begun to leave us.."

"Wuwuwu, it was the Emperor Chengtian who was called the strongest God of War by that ancient god era."

In the heavenly court, the cry of the old man could be heard from time to time.

Eleven ancient beings, filled with divine light, stood silently at a high place, and their faces showed a trace of complexity. No matter what mood they had, Chengshan was after all a partner who accompanied them through their lives and fought for life.

After that, I am afraid that some companions will leave one after another.

Three days later.

The side of the hole left by the Great Emperor Chengshan was stabbed into the empty sky at the top of the heaven by the Eleven Ancestral Witch together.

A vast voice resounded through the world:

"This day is called Daluotian, which means heaven!"

The eleven aging ancestors gave up their rule one after another, and let the confidants in the heavenly court, before the new emperor ascended the throne, take the place of governing the heavenly palace, and enter the small space of "Daluotian" to escape from the world.

In this "Great Luotian", they put a large amount of heaven and earth aura that Heavenly Court had saved for hundreds of years into it, and began to use the extremely rich spiritual energy in it to delay the aging of their physical bodies.

Build on wood.

There are people coming and going, young and handsome, and the great arrogance, very lively.

"Hahaha! Heaven and earth cannot be without a master for a day! Who will be the next emperor of heaven! Who will be the next co-lord of heaven and earth?"

"Old people, all blood and energy are decaying, and they may not be able to break through the realm of Emperor Dongxu. Only those younger generations can be seen. At this time, all the geniuses are fighting, and there is even a genius who has surpassed some old people and reached the sixth Jingdongtian!"

"Hehe, what's the use of pursuing crazy to improve the realm? Grandstanding! Other geniuses can also break through, as long as they have a lot of resources, but they break through rashly and their foundation is not solid. They must be invincible in every realm, leapfrog battles, and constantly polish the foundation. "

"The major hidden holy places have also been born one after another, exhausting a lot of resources and accumulating them on their contemporary Tianjiao."

"What! Shen Daiou, under the protection of the old man Yunfeng, went to Bifeng Gate, picked thirteen elders in a row, and defeated their contemporary arrogant Zhang Qing with one move, and walked away?"

"Zhang Qing was ashamed and then brave, no longer suppressed his strength, and broke through to the sixth realm."

"On the northwestern land, the arrogance of the demon clan is also challenging everywhere. They are very arrogant and have a tendency to break into the territory of the human race and blatantly provoke them."

Countless teahouses were whispering and talking a lot.

The people outside were immediately surprised, and they were also eating melons:

What the hell!

The next emperor of heaven has actually begun to ascend the throne?

We haven't picked any candidates yet, and we haven't practiced yet, so we definitely won't be able to keep up with the Heavenly Emperor's competition!

They are devastated!

At this moment, I can't be in a hurry, after all, I can't keep up with the progress.

Now, all the tribes are building cities on top of the building trees, one by one forked branches, so that the whole building trees are like a world tree, carrying the worlds on the branches.

The consciousness of the mother of the earth, Qingteng, wandered in the cities on the trunks of the trees, peeping at their privacy, and muttered to herself, "Everyone, how is this? I have been monitoring it for a while, and I was repented by the genius fiancee of the big sect. Now, I am very useless, but I work very hard."

"Not good, this kind of no talent, if you do n’t open it, counterattack a hammer, you can only be beaten in your life!

"Wori, who gave P's tongue, it's too showy! Is this secretly licking the wound! (This picture is good, it's mine now)"

"So, how is this man?"

She is constantly picking candidates.

Everyone's goals are very clear. First of all, they must be smart and talented. They must defeat the contemporary geniuses. They must even know how to scheming. Otherwise, they must be able to defeat those ancient existences. struggle.

Just like Guo Jing's kind of naive.

However, Mengmei has her own thoughts, "Hahaha, Guo Jing is not enough, it's better to be the kind of Yang Guo, who is clever, weird and kind, and as a domineering president, he is clearly infatuated with his beautiful master."

Only in this way can she master the authority of the core control apprentice!

She has already begun to think about the drama of anti-water split if they join forces to rule the world together.

"This one doesn't work either?"

Jianmu looked at a weak Wu clan, and after observing for a while, he shook his head and muttered,

"Where are you Guo'er? On Zhongnan Mountain, the living dead wood, aunt is waiting for you here."

More than ten years have passed.

It has been a long time in the forum, and there have been heated discussions, but the result has not been approved. After all, the talent is extremely talented, and the honesty and honesty are very rare.

Jianmu Nantiancheng, an elegant and simple mortal world, among the screens, accompanied by a baby crying, a baby boy came to this world.

"Miss, miss, it's a boy."

A beautiful woman with a pale face was lying on the bed, looking at her newly born child, "You shouldn't have been born, you are a combination of a demon and a witch."

In this world, the demon occupies the body of the witch, and the witch occupies the body of the monster as the primordial spirit, which is the enemy of life and death.

The appearance of this child was a mistake.

As a generation of geniuses, the two had a secret relationship in the hands of each other. She thought that the man would give up all his power and accompany her to the world, but she was wrong.

But now, this strange child actually took time out of her cultivation in the Purple Palace, making her a mortal.

"Is this the end for violating the rules of the two ethnic groups? I have lost my cultivation and must be severely punished by my family." She sighed, her face full of bitterness, and handed the child over to her confidant, Xinniang, "I am here. All his life, talented and intelligent, he was actually trapped in the red dust, turned his back, gave up the Tao, and gave up the longevity, and he called him the longevity, just like I gave up him.

"Miss." Xin Niang hesitated.

The woman shook her head, "I am the daughter of the head of the Great Snake Demon Sect, and I have the qualifications to inherit the line of the sect, but now that my cultivation is completely useless, I can only go back and be punished. His father is the eldest disciple of Kaitian Jianmu Sect. I don't care anymore."

After the woman left, Xin Niang took the baby to live in seclusion in Jianmu South City.

This baby was a little different as soon as he was born. He didn't cry or make trouble every day, and just looked at the ground calmly. On the thirteenth day after he was born, he suddenly began to speak, with tears streaming down his face, "As soon as I was born, I remember it very much. Clearly, my mother named me and left me."

Born to know it.

He doesn't seem to be a human, with the characteristics of a monster. After countless years of polishing, brewing in aura, he was born with wisdom, and his thoughts are well-informed, like a born saint.

He drained all of his mother's cultivation and was born.

When he was half a year old, his adoptive mother, Xinniang, taught him to solidify his foundation, and found that he was able to do it at all. In less than half a day, he succeeded in solidifying his foundation.

When he was one year old, he cultivated to the second level of concentration.

At the age of three, he arrived at the Divine Treasure Realm.

He opened the sea of ​​consciousness, and he actually possessed the primordial spirit innately, and the shape of his soul was not born in human form.

The hazy soul phantom in the sea of ​​​​consciousness is a vine that inherited his father's primordial spirit. It is a little different. It has the shape of a blue snake of his mother's primordial spirit. It has scales and eyes, and it seems to conform to the rules of heaven and earth. Eighty-one. Scales, which are the number of nine and nine.

And the vine branches and leaves turned into tree claws and tree horns, very handsome.

Transformed into a vine dragon primordial spirit.

In this piece of heaven and earth, there has never been such a living being, and there has never been an innate primordial spirit. All living beings, primordial spirits, come from the day after tomorrow.

"What a poor child, how filial and kind, what a pure and lovely dream, I hope to have parents who love me," Mengmei couldn't help sighing, "It's just a pity that he appeared too slowly, if it had been fifty years earlier , it is possible to compete for the position of Heavenly Emperor today.”

However, the others didn't care, and said very calmly: "What about choosing a new Heavenly Emperor? Go to the Heavenly Palace, and on that day, pull the Heavenly Emperor off his horse!"

Those people were crazy.

Mengmei looked at this child and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

But on this day, the child suddenly heard a voice deep in the earth, "Child! You are born with the supreme Taoist body, I am the mother of the earth, Qingteng, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

"Can I find my parents? Will the family be reunited?" the three-year-old asked, looking up.

The shadowy voice answered.

"Can."

"Then I will learn!"

Spring and autumn come, and another five years have passed.

Dao Changsheng, eight years old, a tender and cute child sitting on the blue steps, with his chin in his hands, watching the ancient monks come and go in Jianmu's Nantian City, discussing the battles of the great geniuses.

Back in the room, the table was full of books and textbooks, and the shelves were filled with the fonts of "Junior High School Mathematics" and "Three Hundred Sets of High School Exam Papers". He was polite and like a reader.

"Dao Changsheng, today, come to learn trigonometric functions."

In the void, a faint voice came.

Soon, the sound of a child Lang Lang's reading came out of the window: "The odd changes and even the same, the symbols look at the quadrants!"

There's one more at ten o'clock