Honghuang: I, Daojun Donghua, start with hibiscus wood

There is no year in the flood.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

For the Hong Barren Immortals, it was only a momentary time, but for the Terrans, it was a sea of vicissitudes.

After thousands of years of reproduction, the Terrans have grown.

From more than 6,000 people at the beginning, it has become hundreds of thousands today.

Even because of the limitations of the environment, coupled with the threat of the flood crisis, the loss of the Terran race was increased, and the ability of the Terran to reproduce was suppressed, so the number did not go to millions.

If not, I am afraid that there are more than hundreds of thousands of Terrans.

However, after thousands of years, there are only dozens of thousands of ancestors of the Terran race.

It’s not their longevity.

As the first generation of the Terrans, the Silent Divine Sand and the Three Lights Divine Water were created, and their lifespan was not as short as that of the Terrans born later.

Although his body is weak, he also has the lifespan of ordinary innate beings.

What’s more, they have merit in their bodies and blessings for longevity.

The reason why they lost so much was because of the difficulties they experienced when the Terrans were first born.

When the Terrans were newborn, they didn’t know everything about the flood barren world, they didn’t know what to eat when they were hungry, they didn’t know how to keep out the cold when they were cold, and they didn’t know how to guard against the damage of wild beasts and poisonous insects.

So much so that with the passage of time, the Terrans lost a great part.

Thanks to the human nature, it also inherits the instinct of blending yin and yang and multiplying.

Although life was muddy, it still gave birth to a lot of offspring, and only then did these hundreds of thousands of Terran descendants come from.

“Renzu, someone froze to death again, maybe we have to change places, the climate change here is always fast, every winter, many people will freeze to death.”

The land where Nuwa created people, and the Terrans gathered here.

There are mountains and rivers here, which is enough for the survival of the Terrans.

However, this place is just a place where Nuwa walks at will, and naturally it is not the most suitable place for the survival of the Terrans.

Or when Nuwa created people, she didn’t think about creating a Terran at all, nor did she think about what kind of environment the Terran needed to live in.

So this suffered the Terrans.

Because dozens of Terran ancestors were still alive, they all remembered the day Nuwa became a saint, saying that they would let Donghua take care of them and return to take over the guidance of the Terrans in the future.

Therefore, the Terran ancestors who managed the Terran race were not willing to easily leave the place where the Virgin gave birth to them.

“No, Our Lady will come back in the future, and if we move out of here, won’t it cause trouble for Our Lady?”

A Terran ancestor shook his head.

The Terrans are ignorant, and they do not understand the method of cultivation, trapped at the foot of Mount Buzhou, and they don’t know what kind of situation is outside.

In addition, the flood is vast, and these places under the Buzhou Mountain alone, any valley has tens of thousands of miles of territory.

It may not be much for the immortals, but to the Terrans, it is a small world.

Therefore, they naturally could not understand what kind of magical powers the saints had, and Xinnuwa could not find their problems.

Although the celebrity who proposed the idea of moving away could not accept this answer, he still did not refute the ancestor’s words.

Instead, he said, “Maybe we should look for a way to keep people from freezing to death, even if they live in this place.” ”

“You have a point.”

One of the ancestors nodded in agreement.

Then he said: “Many years ago, a fellow clan created by the Virgin Mother with us, who also had the same idea as you, left our tribe and went to the outside world, and I don’t know if he died or found a way, and was on his way back. ”

When everyone heard this, they were a little silent.

The Terrans can have the current situation, which is the way that the ancestors used their lives to get out little by little.

Donghua, who has always existed at the foot of Buzhou Mountain and has never left, just listened to this sentence in his ears, and when he heard the famous ancestor talk about the famous family who left Buzhou Mountain, he also sighed a little for a while.

Just because that person’s future achievements are not simple.

After leaving the Terrans, this person spent hundreds of years stepping on the desolate land and seeing the vast world outside.

I don’t know if it was luck that he met an ordinary immortal.

This Heavenly Immortal was very surprised to see that this person was a congenital Dao body, and only after asking did he know that it was a Terran.

In the past, Nuwa created people to be sanctified, and the flood and desolation were heard, and all living beings in the flood famine knew about it.

It’s just that no one knows what the Terrans are and where they live.

And most of those who know are great powers, because of Donghua’s protection, no one dares to go to Buzhou Mountain to see the liveliness.

Therefore, when that Tianxian saw a Terran appear in front of his eyes, he felt very strange.

So he brought the celebrity back and had an exchange.

That celebrity race was very intelligent, and after the process of contact with the Heavenly Immortals, he had a general understanding of the situation in the Flood Barren World, greatly increased his wisdom, and at the same time gave himself a name.

This name is quite interesting, but in the future in the flood, there was a sound.

This celebrity clan gave itself a name, named ‘Xuandu’!

It is the future disciple of Lao Tzu, and it seems that he is also the only apprentice, Grand Master Xuandu!

Donghua had long known that Xuandu was a Terran, but he didn’t expect that it would be such a passing, and he was more or less surprised.

After Xuandu learned a lot about the flood and famine from the mouth of that Tianxian, he remembered the two words that Donghua said, ‘self-improvement, virtue and material’.

Understood the truth that the Terrans need to work hard to find a way out of the future.

In the flood barren world, if you want to have a good way out in the future, you must be able to practice the law, so Xuandu decided to worship under the door of the great god power, so that the human race can have a brighter future.

As for why he had to choose the Great Immortal, he knew from the mouth of that Heavenly Immortal that most of the cultivation methods that existed in the flood and desolation today were the cultivation methods after the Heavenly Immortals.

Because most of the floods and desolations are not bad at the feet, they are born as immortals.

Even the Tianxian is still the lowest.

Who would study any cultivation methods before the Immortals?

Moreover, all those who practice the Dharma must have to do with the Dao, and there are not enough spiritual objects to create them.

I am afraid that only the level of great gods can pass down the methods that the Terrans can also practice.

Therefore, Xuandu strengthened his faith and decided to worship under the Great God and seek the Dao, seeking a method that the human race could practice!

Later, there is not much to do, it is nothing more than looking for famous mountains and rivers to worship teachers.

Counting the time, it has not been successful yet.

However, Donghua knows that in the future, Lao Tzu has visited the Terran once and saw the mystery contained in the Terran Race, Xuandu will walk to Kunlun Mountain and have the opportunity to worship under Lao Tzu’s door.

Therefore, he did not pay too much attention to Xuandu.

His focus is now on something else.

Among the Terrans, in addition to Xuandu leaving Buzhou Mountain with the intention of solving the problem of the survival of the Terrans, there are many people who are working hard for the survival of the Terrans.

One of them pondered a certain way.

And it worked.

Donghua looked at the meritorious Qingyun gathered in the sky, and the Terran below who was holding the flame and cheering, and couldn’t help but bow his head slightly.

“It seems that this person is the future ancestor of the Flintstones.” _

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