Prehistoric: Human race at the beginning, stable for 100,000 years

Xiniu Hezhou, Lingshan.

It had been three months since they escaped back. It took them more than three months to get there, stayed for less than half an hour, and took another three months to escape.

Maitreya, the Medicine Master, and Ksitigarbha knelt in front of the sage's residence and remained silent.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Zhunti's voice echoed in the void.

"Uncle Zhunti, we understand our mistake." The three of them said in unison.

"That's right!" Zhunti's voice suddenly rose a little higher and his speaking speed became a little faster:

"You should just wait, don't show up, just hide your presence in the dark and wait. When the treasure is born, you can just grab it and run away. You actually came to the stage. I'm very disappointed."

Hearing this, Ksitigarbha has a black streak on his head. What kind of saint is he? Does he really have no face at all?

The pharmacist frowned and said in confusion:

"Uncle Zhunti, if we run away, the three of us can run away, but what about the other junior brothers? How can they escape the pursuit of the immortals of that sect?"

"What do you care about them?" Zhunti's voice was filled with anger:

"Wouldn't I personally save them? As long as you hold the treasure, Taiqing will have nothing to say if I save them."

Zhunti's words are very reasonable and very consistent with his behavior.

He has always been hiding, grabbing things and running away at critical moments. If other disciples can't escape, he will be the master. He doesn't believe it even if he mentions it. If the disciples of the three religions are to be killed, how can they, the Sanqing, be punished? ?

If you say it won't end, that's pure fart! Which saint can let go of these direct disciples? Zhunti dares to say that even the Sanqing cannot ignore them.

He saved his disciples and received a severe beating, but it didn't matter because he couldn't die anyway.

The corner of Ksitigarbha's mouth twitched slightly, this sage master uncle is really... so cool!

Dough? What is dough? Is it important to get the treasure? His saint is immortal and can be resurrected even after death. He was slapped twice by Taiqing and could not die. Although I lost my face, I still have a treasure and my merits have been achieved.

This is accurate.

"That's all, the key calculation is not here anyway. Let's talk about the human race later."

Zhunti sighed softly:

"Ksitigarbha, you must practice well next."

"Disciple obeys."

...The endless sea of ​​blood, the underworld.

It is still the mountain where the two evil handsome men are fishing, and the two evil handsome men are sitting on the top of the mountain.

"Awesome, Hou Tuzu said that the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces is going to replace a new group of people, who do you think they are?"

"Ma, I don't know either, but Hou Tuzu seems to be very happy recently."

"How about we go ask Hou Tuzu?"

"Farewell, farewell, if we are found here again... uh..." Niutou scratched his head, then his eyes lit up and he said:

"Fish! Yes, it's fish. If Hou Tuzu discovers it, we will suffer the same fate!"

"Niu, you are so smart! I know this new word, where did you hear it?"

"Hey, a human soul told me two years ago, and I learned it after listening to it once." Niutou scratched his head and said.

Well, I definitely listened to it once! I don’t know how many times he taught me. It only counts once when I learn it.

"Niu, you are so awesome!"

"Ma, just learn from me! Whatever you learn is yours!"

"Okay, let's fish first."

"You're not bad either."

At this time, in the deepest part of the underworld, under the Six Paths of Reincarnation, there was a huge palace.

Although it looks fancy on the outside, it is very simple on the inside.

A table, three futons, and three people, one of whom is still lying down, seemingly still in a coma.

Hou Tu slowly took off the black gauze on his face, revealing his beautiful face. Looking at the middle-aged Taoist in front of him, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Second brother, you finally woke up."

Hou Tu looked very excited. Zhu Jiuyin had been meditating here for a hundred years, and now he finally opened his eyes.

"Little sister." Zhu Jiuyin smiled lightly:

"make you worry."

"It's okay, it's okay." Hou Tu shook his head quickly, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye uncontrollably. She covered her face and curved the corner of her mouth:

"Second brother is lucky to wake up."

"Okay, little sister, don't cry anymore." Zhu Jiuyin chuckled:

"I will bother my little sister again in the future."

"Second brother, what are you talking about? You and I are from the same origin, biological brothers and sisters."

...Dao Heng realm.

Fuxi and Bai Ze were sitting in front of Daoheng Hall, looking at Ao Jia and Ling'er competing on the Dongtian Arena in front of them, and couldn't help but smile a little.

"Mr. Bai is helping Heng a lot now." Fuxi looked at Bai Ze and said with a smile:

"Should you consider going it alone and starting a sect in the human race?"

"Lord Fuxi." Bai Ze smiled bitterly:

"Stop testing me."

"Hahahaha." Fuxi waved his hand: "How can it be called a test? You and I have known each other for tens of yuan, and you can't even make this joke?"

"Of course!" Bai Ze smiled: "Am I also joking with Master Fuxi?"

Fuxi nodded and looked up at the blue sky: "How do you feel about your life now compared to when you were in the Monster Clan?"

Hearing this, Bai Ze pondered for a moment and then said:

"Actually, this is what Pindao always wanted, to live in seclusion and never thought about facing the general trend, but..."

Bai Ze was silent for a while, and Fu Xi nodded.

How could he not understand what Bai Ze was thinking about, Di Jun and Tai Yi? What a pity.

"Mr. Bai." Fuxi said slowly:

"Actually, you should have a clear conscience. You have done nothing wrong. If you feel guilty, just take good care of his two sons."

Bai Ze nodded, looked at the young man sleeping under the tree, and couldn't help but laugh:

"How come these two boys haven't grown up yet? A hundred years have passed and they still look like this."

Of course, it's not that he hasn't grown at all. Lu Ze seems to have grown up by a year or two, while Lu Ya... still looks the same, a little cutie.

In the eyes of the two people, a pink figure quietly walked up to Lu Ya. Without any precautions, the pink figure grabbed Lu Ya's face and rubbed it, making a heehee sound while rubbing it. ’s charming smile.

Well, our E likes children very much.

Then Lu Ya woke up with a start, and Chang'e disappeared instantly.

Lu Ya was left alone to be angry in the void.

"Sister Chang'e! Stop pinching me!"

Well, seeing Lu Ya's cute face, Chang'e flashed in front of Lu Ya, pinched him twice more, and then disappeared.

White Pond:……

Fuxi:  …

Why is it not considered friendship?

"Hahahaha." Fuxi laughed a few times: "Girl E, she likes children very much."

"No, Master Fuxi." Bai Ze shook his head: "Maybe she likes other people's children to play with her."

Having learned cooking skills from E for thousands of years, Bai Ze naturally knew exactly what E was like.

Fuxi looked at the dragon and monkey sparring below. The winner had already been decided, with Ao Jia slightly better.

Ling'er and Ao Jia came to Fu Xi and bowed respectfully:

"Disciple has met Master, Mr. Bai."

"Yes." Fuxi nodded slightly and said:

"I'm almost clear about the situation of the two of you. Ao Jia, you should try to use Qimen Dunjia more in the future, and don't rely solely on blood. If Ling'er... is lacking in origin, your master should find a way for you in the future."

"Next, I will teach Ao Jia's Qi Men Dun Jia. Bai Ze, please accompany Ling'er to practice more physically."

"good."

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