This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Not before the mountain.

The atmosphere was rather awkward.

Fortunately, Empress Pingxin knew Zishou very well. She knew that Zishou had the aura of an emperor. At this time, mentioning the Xiantian Human Race was definitely not to embarrass the Yaozu and Wuzu.

She looked at Zishou, and said slowly, "Di Xin, do you have a way to revive the innate human race?"

"Strictly speaking, the innate human race did not become extinct, but became the acquired human race. Therefore, in the long river of fate, the cause and effect of the innate human race is connected to the current acquired human race."

"You are also in charge of the Dao of Reincarnation, so you should understand what this means."

The cause and effect of the innate human race stretches over the acquired human race, which means that its cause and effect have not been cut off at all.

Emperor Jun Taiyi, the reason why the ancestors and witches can be resurrected is because their cause and effect have been cut off, and the resurrection will not interfere with the present.

And if the innate human race is resurrected, it will disrupt the cause and effect of the acquired human race.

When cause and effect are chaotic, luck in the world will fluctuate violently.

Under the current situation, if the luck in the world fluctuates violently, the prehistoric will show its flaws.

Outside Honghuang, there are countless chaotic gods and demons, and Honghuang cannot tolerate any mistakes.

Zishou nodded calmly, and said: "My lady said, I naturally know that the innate human race is the human race, and they are the ancestors of the acquired human race."

"Since the birth of the human race, the torch has been passed down from generation to generation. How can there be a conflict of cause and effect when the human race sacrifices to their ancestors?"

He said, swipe casually.

A long river of fate unfolds slowly in front of Buzhou Mountain, hundreds of billions of light spots rise and fall in the long river of fate, and countless shouts sound from the long river of fate.

That was the cry of the innate human race.

The cry of birth.

The cry of courtesy, righteousness and shame for the first time.

Open branches and leaves, the cry of walking all over the prehistoric.

The cry of resistance in the face of the massacre of the Liches.

Countless shouts gathered together to form a wave of sound, stirring up thousands of waves in the long river of fate.

Tai Yi's face changed slightly, his eyes fell on the hundreds of billions of twilight lights, and the continuous shouts echoed in his ears, and the source of Dao Xin actually trembled.

He recalled back then, after the Yaozu inadvertently knew that devouring the human race could make their cultivation level skyrocket, it was he who suggested to attack the human race.

Looking back now, the war between the monster clan and the witch clan was a conspiracy instigated by Heaven, and the massacre of the innate human race was not a conspiracy?

It's just that no matter what the reason is, it can't change the fact that the two Lich clans have killed hundreds of billions of innate human races to the point of several thousand in just a hundred years.

This cause and effect has turned into an extremely heavy burden at this moment, pressing on Taiyi's Dao Heart.

He raised his head, glanced at Di Jun and the ancestor witches, and saw dozens of faces with the same gloomy expression as his.

In the end, Lady Pingxin said slowly, "Di Xin, what are you going to do? If you want us to help, just ask."

She understands that Zishou's resurrection of the innate human race is not only to complete the number of sentient beings, but also to thoroughly understand the cause and effect of the two Lich races and the human race.

Otherwise, after the prehistoric world is promoted to Dao level and the human race grows up.

The cause and effect of that year will crush the Lich clan to death.

Her words suddenly awakened Emperor Jun Taiyi and the ancestor witches.

Immediately, Zhu Rong slapped his chest, opened his mouth and spewed out raging flames, and said, "Yes, what can the King of Kings do for us, just open your mouth."

Di Jiang also nodded and said: "That's exactly the case. Human kings can speak up if they need it. Regardless of the cause of what happened back then, it is the cause and effect we owe to the innate human race."

Di Juntai looked at each other, and then nodded to Zishou as a salute. Although he didn't say anything, he had already made a decision in his heart.

It's time to repay this karma.

Right now, right now, just right.

Zishou glanced at Emperor Jun Taiyi and the ancestor witches, then landed on the three emperors and five emperors, and said lightly: "Everyone, join me in calling back the ancestors."

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors looked at each other and laughed in unison.

There was no need for Zi Shou to say anything, there was already a voice telling them what to do at this time.

This is the cause and effect passed down from generation to generation when the human race was born in the wild.

This is the history of the human race.

It is also the inheritance of the human race.

Emperor Fuxi said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's exactly what I mean."

He threw the innate gossip in his hand to the river of fate in front of him.

Whoa!

There was a sound of a huge wave, and the innate gossip turned into a huge wave, traveling against the current from the long river of fate.

Emperor Shennong nodded, raised the five-colored ears of wheat as sacrifices, and threw them into the huge waves transformed by the innate gossip, and the five-colored ears of wheat immediately turned into a huge boat.

The huge boats with carved beams and painted buildings hold all the major events in the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

Three emperors rule the world, and five emperors rule the world.

The acquired human race will continue to strive for self-improvement, regain the inheritance of the human race, and re-open branches and leaves.

The huge boat rides up the river with huge waves, picking up the glimmers of light in the river one by one, but countless shackles of fate tightly trap these glimmers of light.

Xuanyuan Renhuang laughed at this time, slapped the Huaying sword on his waist, and sacrificed it.

His sword light was shining all over his body, he laughed and said: "I will help the two elder brothers welcome the return of the ancestors."

Huaying soared into the sky, fell into the long river of fate, turned into thousands of sword lights, and broke the shackles of fate.

The five emperors didn't wait any longer at this time, and sacrificed the treasures of proving the Tao that they carried with them one after another.

Emperor Zhuanxu's flying sword, Emperor Ku's axe, Emperor Yao's heaven and earth chessboard, Emperor Shun's gold slips and jade books, and Emperor Yu's Kyushu tripod all fell into the river of fate and landed on the big ship to protect the ship.

At this time, the turmoil in front of Buzhou Mountain finally alarmed all living beings, and they all raised their heads to look in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

The cause and effect in the dark, along the fate of the world, showed the cause and effect to all living beings.

After a short period of absence, all living beings finally knew what Zishou was doing.

Your Majesty, want to resurrect all the hundreds of billions of innate human races?

This can also be done?

After a short period of shock and astonishment, the Houtian people immediately celebrated.

The king can actually welcome back the ancestors of the human race!

Since the birth of the human race, they have attached great importance to inheritance and respected their ancestors. Therefore, when Zishou welcomes back the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, it will arouse great encouragement in the human race.

When the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors returned, there were tens of thousands of Taoists in the human race who took this opportunity to comprehend the Dao.

Now, Your Majesty wants to welcome back the ancestors of the Xiantian Human Race.

Countless human races took to the streets, worshiped in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, and cheered happily.

at the same time.

All the masters in the world stared dumbfounded at the endlessly turbulent river of fate on Buzhou Mountain, and the corners of their eyes twitched wildly.

Naturally, they can see more than humans and other mortals, and it is precisely because of seeing more that these powerful beings are all shaken by their primordial spirit, and their Dao heart is unstable.

"Human King wants to resurrect all the innate human races? All hundreds of billions of innate human races?"

How can this be?

This, how to do it?

Western soil.

Mofo Mountain.

Wutian opened a pair of demonic eyes, stared at Buzhou Mountain dumbfounded, and a demonic heart was beating.

After a long time, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Pindao never thought of such a crazy thing when he was the craziest in his previous life."

As the reincarnated body of Demon Ancestor Rahu, although he no longer intends to destroy the world, he still retains most of Rahu's memories.

He clearly remembered that when Luo Hu was the most arrogant and confident, he never dared to do such a thing to Fate Changhe.

Wutian looked at the long river of fate that set off billions of waves in front of Buzhou Mountain, and listened to the roar that echoed throughout the prehistoric world, the corners of his eyes twitched.

He shook his head, sighed, and said, "Even if the Dao of Heaven manipulated the river of fate like this, he would have already died from the backlash of fate, and the whole prehistoric world would have been blown to pieces."

"The king of men can play with fate at will."

He took a deep look at Zishou, and then slowly said: "Human King, you are no longer in control of fate."

"You are destiny!"

finish saying this

Wutian Demon's heart was unprecedentedly transparent, and an invisible shackle broke and disappeared without a sound.

This shackle is the cause and effect of him inheriting the memory of the demon ancestor Rahu, and it is Luohu's arrogance and unwillingness.

Since Wutian changed Lingshan to Mofo Mountain, established Mofo Buddhism, and completed the final battle against Buddhism, he has been in retreat, trying to break this shackle.

If this shackle is not removed, he will never be able to master the heavenly level, and will be trapped in the Hunyuan Golden Immortal forever.

He originally thought that it would take another thousand years to get rid of the shackles deep in the heart of the original demon, but he didn't want to see Zishou Bu Zhoushan's actions today, and the shackles disappeared.

The king of men repaired Buzhou Mountain, summoned Pangu's real body, and opened up a new world with the three ways of opening the sky.

Now, Di Xin is manipulating fate at will again, wanting to resurrect all the hundreds of billions of innate human races.

With such a method, Wutian was convinced, and the shackles in his heart became invisible.

Wutian smiled in relief, bowed to Zishou, and said softly: "Thank you, King, for your help."

"When I prove the Tao, I will thank you again."

Say it.

The devilish energy around him revived and turned into a devil's cocoon, completely enveloping him.

……

Earth Immortal.

Tongtian looked at the river of fate in front of Buzhou Mountain with strange eyes, which continued to the initial period of the Lich Age.

After a long time.

The corner of his mouth moved slightly and he said: "Fate, reincarnation, karma, time and space, all are played by Di Xin in the palm of his hand."

"In doing so, not only did he not suffer any backlash from fate, but he was able to make the world's luck continue to skyrocket."

Even as one of the Sanqing sages, he had to admit that he was frightened at this moment.

In the face of fate, the Dao of Heaven must be restrained and deal with it carefully.

The sage of heaven can only deduce the change of fate, so as to make a plan in advance.

Want to manipulate fate?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Tongtian looked at Zishou in front of Buzhou Mountain. When Zishou revived the monster and witch clans, he only resurrected the most important members of the two clans.

The Demon Emperor's family, ten marshals, and eighteen generals.

Eleven ancestor witches, eight hundred great witches.

In Tongtian's view, this is already the limit of the long river of fate, the limit of the prehistoric world, no matter how much it is, even if the fate does not bite back, the prehistoric world cannot bear it.

However, now Zishou wants to resurrect all the hundreds of billions of innate human races.

Although the prehistoric human world has expanded a thousand times now, not to mention hundreds of billions of innate human races, even hundreds of millions of innate human races can accommodate them.

But Tong Tian dare not touch the cause and effect involved.

Nu Wa also had a horrified expression on the side, and couldn't believe that Zi Shou dared to do this, and had already done it.

After pinching her fingers and deducing it for a long time, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Di Xin can see through all causal changes and deduce the evolution of all laws."

"His eyes can see any path that should exist."

Although she didn't know that Zishou had the God Eye of Law, she could deduce some answers.

Tong Tian heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said after a while: "It seems that this is another way that Di Xin got from the outer domain."

After a moment of silence, Tongtian suddenly said with a strange expression: "Maybe Di Xin can really resurrect Father God completely?"

……

Not before the mountain.

The river of fate is rumbling.

Fuxi pushed the waves, Shennong made the boat, Xuanyuan and the five emperors escorted them, went against fate, and traveled thousands of miles to welcome the return of the congenital human race.

However, fate is hard to reverse.

The further the retrograde, the greater the pressure.

now.

The entire river of fate has become dark.

The immeasurable dao light is also hidden, it seems that everything has turned into chaos, and even the avenue has turned into nothingness.

However, Zishou was unmoved.

He has already deduced all possibilities with the God Eye of Law, and found a path to success through deduction of law.

He looked at the Human Race Temple, and said calmly, "Shang Rong, accept the order."

The old prime minister, Shang Rong, who had been staying in the Human Race Temple, suddenly felt refreshed, accepted a salute to his son, and said in a clear voice, "Your servant will take your finger."

Zishou said: "Follow me to the end of destiny and meet the ancestors of the human race."

Shang Rong felt his whole body was boiling with blood, his beard and hair fluttered on his old face, and at this moment, his whole body was almost glowing.

He hurriedly said loudly: "The minister receives the order."

Say it.

He threw away the history books and pens.

The history books condense the thick and vicissitudes of life, and a mighty and endless historical river emerges from the history books.

The long history of the human race is not only a long river of time and space, but also a tributary of the long river of destiny.

appears at this time.

Immediately overcoming all barriers, Shang Rong was brought to Zishou in the blink of an eye.

Shang Rong stepped out of the long river of history in front of Zishou, his old body stood upright, his beard and hair danced without wind, and he said energetically: "My lord, the old minister is here."

Zi Shou glanced at the energetic old prime minister, the script in his eyes flickered and changed, then he smiled slightly and said:
"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors greeted the return of the ancestors, and there is a lack of documents. The old prime minister should pick up the pen."

Shang Rong blushed, picked up the history pen, unfolded the history book, and wrote a sentence on it.

"On XX day, His Majesty defied the river of fate and welcomed all the ancestors of the Xiantian Human Race back to the world. The old minister led the decree to issue a document as proof."

He paused here for a moment, and a poem written by Zi Shou appeared in his mind.

The old prime minister smiled slightly, his pen was like a knife, and he wrote it with spirit.

"Come home, come home, there is nothing to fight with stones."

After the document was settled, it immediately turned into a piece of golden light and flew up, shining brightly on the mast of the giant ship.

In the dark river of fate, a ray of light immediately appeared.

However, this gleam is still not enough to illuminate the already dark river of fate.

Instead, like attracting moths to the flame, it attracted countless fates to counterattack.

A black tide rises long and rushes onto the giant ship.

this moment.

Di Xin Taiyi knew what he could do.

The brothers looked at each other and said in unison: "I will illuminate the destiny."

Say it.

At the same time, Emperor Xin Taiyi stepped into the long river of fate and turned into a golden crow of thousands of miles. The sun's fine fire burned blazingly, illuminating the thousands of miles around the giant ship in the blink of an eye.

Simultaneously.

It also counterattacked all the fates that flocked to the giant ship, and attracted them all.

Seeing this, Di Jiang laughed, stepped into the long river of fate, transformed himself into the avatar of the ancestor witch of thousands of feet, raised his fists, and smashed the counterattack of fate flocking to the Golden Crow with one blow.

The other ancestral witches understood, and turned into the real bodies of ancestral witches one after another, stepped into the long river of fate, guarded the surroundings of the giant ship, cut through the waves, and pushed the giant ship against fate.

All living beings in the prehistoric world stared at the scene in front of Buzhou Mountain with dumbfounded.

The golden crow holds the lamp, the ancestral witch escorts the three emperors and five emperors to turn their boats against fate.

All this is just to reverse fate and welcome back the ancestors of the human race.

Ask the world.

Except for the king, who can have the power of calling?
Looking at the golden paper document on the mast of the huge ship, I don't know who was the first to speak, and then more and more voices joined in.

Gradually, all the voices came together.

resounded throughout the world.

Come back, come back!