This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

Listening to the words of the first god, the Taoist ancestor in Honghuang was surging, and he finally had a clear understanding of the world. He always thought that the development of the world was okay. As a Taoist, when he reached the seventh level, he could roam the chaos and explore the new world, but now look at it. Come……

He is still incomparably weak, and perhaps the powerful creatures mentioned by the Prime Minister can destroy the entire prehistoric world with a single thought.

Before leaving, Daozu asked one last question.

"Dare to ask Shishen, what realm are you...now? It's also a manifested star river, can you cross the endless void in a single thought?"

Yang Shou smiled lightly and said with emotion: "Countless epochs ago, chaos was like a chicken, nothingness, and there was no so-called world. I have already reached that realm. Now... I don't know what realm it is now."

As soon as these words came out, Daozu shuddered in his heart. He had already overestimated the primordial god, but now it seems...

He still far underestimated the primordial god. Just imagine, being able to travel through chaos and evolve living beings at will. I am afraid that such methods... seventh, eighth, ninth, and even tenth levels are difficult to describe the realm of the primordial god.

Suddenly, he recalled what the First God said just now. Countless epochs ago, chaos was like a chicken. Does it mean that there are no heavens and myriad worlds yet?

Could it be...

Hong Huang left with a huge shock, feeling even more incredible about the majesty of the Prime God, hard to guess, indescribable.

After returning to the Island of Life, he followed the instructions of killing the gods and passed down an edict to the Eight Great Celestial Venerables to implement the transformation of the world.

With the promotion of Taoist ancestors, shape-shifting techniques have gradually become popular in the prehistoric world. Some people with advanced cultivation and beasts who have reached the realm of divine consciousness have transformed themselves into handsome men and beautiful women. Yang Shou is delightful to watch.

"Finally, it's not so hot anymore."

Yang Shou glanced at the world, and there were already many human transformations, and he felt a sense of relief aesthetically.

Thinking of Ross, who was still trying to persuade his nine sons in the Hongmeng space, Yang Shou suddenly felt pity for him.

In the whole world, in addition to him and Ling Nian, there are nine sons, all of them look like strange beasts, people and beasts...

However, the nine sons all like the natural appearance of beasts, and their aesthetic orientation is completely skewed.

I don't know when he will be able to popularize metamorphosis in Hongmeng space.

"Creator, your mink was bullied in the human race."

Fu Nao suddenly spoke, interrupting Yang Shou's thoughts.

Yang Shou's eyes narrowed, and following Fu Nao's guidance, he found where the human race was.

In the prehistoric world, all races stand side by side, and the human race also evolved, but compared to the flesh of other races, the human race does not have an advantage, so it has never grown, and has always been squeezed and suppressed by many beasts.

In the most noble city of the human race, thousands of miles away from Fangcun Mountain.

Bai Sable... was caught by a human cultivator and was performing on the streets in the market.

The human cultivator used a rope to wrap the neck of the white ferret, making it jump around in the crowd, doing various difficult movements.

"Those who are rich will take a chance on the money market. The spirit mink, which is rarely seen in a thousand years, is extremely human. If you like it, you will be willing to give it up and sell it. You only need 30,000 spirit stones."

The one who held the white sable with the rope was a cultivator of the condensed core. He held a whip in his hand. As long as the white sable moved slowly, he would whip it.

Bai Sable seems to have been imprisoned in his cultivation, otherwise it would not have been tied by a rope while practicing Qi.

Seeing the twitching of the whip driving the wind, the white sable shivered, and her eyes were extremely aggrieved, but she could only listen to the monk's words and use her petite body to roll on the ground to sell her cuteness.

The petite and exquisite white ferret, with white fur like snow, rolled on the ground and immediately attracted everyone's attention. Not long after, someone wanted to pay for it.

"Thirty thousand spirit stones, I bought them."

A cultivator who was also in the Pill Condensation Realm raised his hand, dressed gorgeously and looked very rich, and smiled at the white sable.

Lingshi is a crystal formed by the condensation of spiritual energy in certain places. It is the most hard currency since the popularization of the cultivation system. After more than a hundred years of development, all transactions in the prehistoric world are conducted through spiritual stones.

The cultivator holding the whip's eyes lit up, he nodded quickly, and laughed: "This fellow Taoist has insight, you can't buy 30,000 spirit stones, you can't be fooled, maybe you have the bloodline of ancient beasts, absolutely Great value!"

He accidentally discovered this white ferret when he was hunting treasures in the wild. He didn't seem to have any scheming. He gave it a little food, and then it followed him to the Supreme Humanity City.

There are high-level cultivators everywhere in the Supreme City. More than a hundred years ago, the royal family of the human race specially built this city and traded with various races. Here, not only the human race, but also all races often come here to exchange some spiritual herbs and medicines.

Originally, I just kept the white ferret as a pet, but I didn't expect the white ferret to look amazing, so I thought about it, and I was going to find a buyer on the street to sell it.

Soon, the deal was reached, 30,000 spirit stones were sold, and then...

In Yang Shou's surprised eyes, the rich monk who wanted to buy a white sable asked his entourage to take out three large boxes, and pointedly pointed at him, "Check it out."

All the onlookers in this scene were used to it, not surprised, they all looked at the monk who took out three large boxes with envy.

Each box is half the height of a person, and it is filled with spiritual stones, exuding a strong spiritual energy.

"This is different from the cultivation world I imagined..."

Yang Shou couldn't help but complained, isn't it reasonable to take out a storage ring or a storage bag for a transaction?

What the **** are you taking out a few big boxes?

But remembering that there is no concept of storage space in this world, Yang Shou was relieved quickly. In this way, it will be difficult for the bosses to pretend to be forceful in the future.

If you want to buy something, do you have to say that I will go home and pick it up? After all, who has nothing to do with a few big boxes to walk outside?

Yang Shou is not worried about the white sable at all. It travels the world and wants to give birth to spiritual wisdom. After all, it truly integrates into the world. As long as there is no worry about life, Yang Shou is not ready to intervene.

If you want to give birth to wisdom and experience more people and things, you can speed up this process.

Soon, the transaction was completed, and the rich monk picked up the rope, left Fangshi with the white sable, and returned to an extremely gorgeous mansion.

Able to build a mansion in Supreme City, there are at least sixth-level powerhouses in the family. The cultivator who brought Bai Sable back to the house is named Li Song, and he is the direct descendant of a second-rate family in Supreme City.

In the Supreme City, there is only one superpower, and it is also the only superpower in the entire human race, that is the royal family. No matter how many other families have more than six levels, they can only be second-rate, because...

Only those with a half-step **** can be promoted to a superpower, and the human race has only one and a half-step god.

Compared with the prehistoric human race, the human race today is very weak, but fortunately, the races stand side by side, and there is no relatively powerful race against the human race, so the human race can survive and develop.

In the palace of the Supreme City.

The present-day head of the royal family, Baili Hongtu, was looking down at his eldest son, with a sullen expression on his face. After the Taoist ancestor passed down the method of cultivation, he entered the Three-Yuan Realm within a hundred years. He was already established as the prince and the next heir.

"Baili chanting, I'll give you one more chance. Do you really want to abandon the great country of my human race and travel thousands of miles to the island of life?"

A young man knelt on the ground and nodded solemnly, his expression extremely firm.

"My human race has been weak for a long time, and all the tribes have stood side by side. If it continues like this, I am afraid that my human race will be helpless in the face of the crisis of destruction. The weak... have no right to survive. The island of life, I must go."

Baili Hongtu stared at him and said with a sneer: "Baili recites my life, I have already worshipped the Good Fortune Sect, and I have to personally advise the Heavenly Venerate. As long as I lead the human race to surrender, the Heavenly Venerate can protect my clan and the future of the human race. You don't need to worry about it. Besides, I will soon go to the Fortune Sect to practice, and the affairs of the human race will be handed over to you. Do you really want to give up the position of the prince, give up the supreme power of the human race, travel thousands of miles, and do that whimsical thing?"

Baili Chanting lowered his head silently, shook his head and sneered: "Father, do you really think that God of Fortune will protect my family? I have already found out that God of Fortune will accept you because our body is similar to the First God, and it is suitable for cultivation. Be a disciple, otherwise Heavenly Venerable is so high, how could it accept such a weak and physically weak race like us?"

"Fate, you need to hold it in your own hands."

Baili Chanting's words were extremely firm, looking directly into his father's eyes without flinching at all.

"Father, do you still remember the origin of my royal family's surname Baili?"

"In the early days of ancient times, the Great Desolation was extremely desolate. My ancestors of the human race had a path to the mountains and forests, and their physical body was weak, not as good as that of the Great Desolation, but it has grown from a tribe with a radius of only a hundred miles to the present. One of the tribes. For countless years, how many races in Honghuang have disappeared in the long river of history, silently, only my human race has survived, self-improvement, and the Baili surname comes from this."

"Father, do you still remember the origin of my name?"

"When I recite my life, people in the world laugh at me and say that my name is unknown, but who knows, what I am reciting is the life of the human race! There is only change in ten thousand years, my human race must seize it, there is still one left in the position of Tianzun, and the Taoist futon has been waiting for someone who is destined, I must give it a try!"

Baili Hongtu looked at him and was speechless when asked. Although he surrendered to the Good Fortune Sect, it is true that if there is no Heavenly Venerate born in the race, he can only become a vassal of other races, or even... an accidental annihilation in the long river of history. middle.

"Chang Ming, you know that this road is too difficult, the Eight Great Celestial Venerables will not let you wish."

In the end, Baili Hongtu's tone softened, and he pointed to the human race outside the hall, which is no longer a mere hundred miles, and has already expanded thousands of times.

"I recite my life for a hundred miles without fear!"

Greeting Baili Hongtu's gaze, Baili Chanting said solemnly.

Baili Hongtu nodded silently, and was finally persuaded by him, shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, go ahead, now that the floods are reshaping the pattern, my human race really needs to fight, three days later I will go to the fortune sect to practice, the throne itself I want to pass it on to you, but now it seems that I can only pass it on to your second brother."

Baili Chanting nodded and said, "Second brother Chanyun is gentle and respectful, and he can be the ruler of Shoucheng. With him, the human race will have no worries."

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