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

Heavenly Court, Demon Master’s Palace.

At this time, Kunpeng and Fuxi were facing each other, sitting on the futon. In front of them was a chess game. Looking at the current situation, it turned out that the white character was better.

"Huang Xi's plan is truly exhaustive. Kunpeng admires it."

Kunpeng dropped a sunspot and then said slowly.

"Fu Xizhi is not worthy of much recognition. He is not as good as the Demon Master, but the Demon Master is really able to keep his composure."

Fuxi dropped a white seed and smiled lightly.

"But is Emperor Xi going a little too far? The man who counts the sky has gone so far as to count a few juniors."

Kunpeng's face was neither sad nor happy, and he said indifferently.

Fuxi still smiled lightly: "Pindao's calculations do not matter big or small, Pindao only calculates things that should be calculated."

Kunpeng heard this, looked at the chess game for a moment, and then lost a piece: "What exactly is Emperor Xi doing?"

Fuxi shook his head and chuckled: "What can a poor Taoist do? We are all seekers of the Tao, we are also called Taoist friends, and we are in the same group. Aren't we all pursuing the illusory Tao?"

"Then, has my son committed any sins against fellow Taoist priests?"

"Of course not. Pindao's actions also saved the life of fellow Taoist's son."

Kunpeng frowned: "How do you say this?"

"Pindao didn't count the Feng Clan, but the Feng Clan came here for fellow Taoists. You have a close relationship with the Feng Clan." Fuxi paused: "If your son doesn't go to the East China Sea, then Yuan Feng's son will If you go outside the human race, will your son have a way to survive?"

Kunpeng frowned, with anger hidden in his eyes: "Does Emperor Xi treat me too much as an idle person?"

"Is your son the opponent of that peacock? Who is the innate origin of the Five Elements, or the son who walks the same path as you, who is stronger or weaker?"

"The poor man will take action to understand the peacock."

"Haha, fellow Taoist, what do you think of you compared to Qingluan?"

"Compared to Qingluan, it's hard to tell the difference between me and Qingluan, but there's no way she can go ahead of me."

Fuxi shook his head: "No, no, no, the demon master thinks too highly of himself. I believe you should know better about the background of the Feng clan. There are three acts of poverty, and saving your son is one of them. Let me His disciples are on the line with the four immortals of Penglai Island, and they are the second one."

Afterwards, Fuxi said nothing and just stared at Kunpeng.

Kunpeng suddenly felt a little hairy all over his body, and he asked tentatively: "What about the third one?"

"The third thing is to save the life of fellow Taoist." Fuxi chuckled: "I call fellow Taoist "fellow Taoist" because of my fellow Taoist seekers, not because of my status as a demon master. I hope fellow Taoist can see that. Clear this matter up, haven't you been in the wild for a long time? Times have changed. Since Pindao can sit here safely, it proves that Pindao is not hostile to you. We are both contributing to the demon clan. This is natural, but we still hope Fellow Taoist, please don’t forget your original intention.”

Then, Fuxi's son fell, and the victory was decided.

...Ziyi tribe, Northeastern tribe.

"Ah, ah, so boring." Chang'e lay on the table, holding Daozang in her hand, with a look of despair on her face.

"Brother Xuandu has been gone for eight years, and even brother Ji Heng has been gone for almost a year. The two of them are really relieved to leave me alone here. It's really boring."

Chang'e looked at Daozang in her hand with tears in her eyes, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes: "You can just leave. What homework will you leave behind? It will be three years at the fastest and ten years at the slowest. Then why are you leaving homework for me?" , woo woo woo.”

Chang'e had no choice but to cry while writing...wait!

Chang'e's eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea: "Since brother Ji Heng can leave his homework to me, then I can also find someone to do it for me."

So...half a month later

"Little Fairy Chang'e's Classroom" is now open! 》

I saw that it was still the familiar stone slab, but the person standing in front now was not Ji Heng, but our E.

Below, there are about twenty people sitting. They are men and women, old and young. They are all relatively leisurely people in the Ziyi tribe. At this time, the autumn harvest and autumn sowing have already passed, so Everyone is relatively idle, but they are the best among them.

"Ahem, hello, fellow students, I am Chang'e from the Northeast tribe..."

"Anyway, everyone will have a great time studying with me!"

...Kunlun Mountain, climbing ladder.

Duobao rubbed his belly and said pitifully: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Guangchengzi, Senior Brother Anji, I feel like I have lost weight. When are we going back?"

Guangchengzi smiled: "We have now completed the first stage of the killing array illusion. Remember, there are still seven stages above. It is estimated that we will be almost there in less than ten years."

"Ah?" The corner of Duobao's mouth twitched, and he was about to cry without tears: "Senior brother Guangchengzi, you have to arrange delicious food for junior brother when you get back."

Guangchengzi: "Of course there is no problem. I have thanked Senior Brother Xuandu and Junior Brother Duobao this time."

Xuan Du smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's okay. We are all brothers and sisters of the Sanqing family. Why don't we all rest together for a while? Let's see how hungry our babies are and how thin they are."

Duobao's face turned red and he scratched his face: "Senior Brother Xuandu, how can you call me Bao!"

The old Antarctic Immortal on the side, but he also has a young heart, he smiled and said: "What do you think, you are the youngest among us, and you are also the most chubby among us, with a big baby Same."

Hearing this, the senior brothers all laughed: "Hahahahaha."

A few people sat down along the mountain steps. Xuandu took out dozens of jars of ice flowers, a pot, mutton, spicy peppers, salt mines, many vegetables, and the most important thing, sesame paste!

Ji Heng told him these things when he was in the human race. Ji Heng studied human farming techniques, so he studied these foods every day. Now, all of them are put to use.

"It's been so long, I forgot. Let's have a taste, some junior brothers." Xuandu smiled, started a pot, boiled water, used magic to filter the salt mine into fine salt, and then took out a pile of seafood and put it on the big table. In the pot: "These are what I often ate when I was in the human race. As a human race, no matter what our level of cultivation is, we can't stop craving for food. Come and try the specialties of our human race, Dong Hai Lao."

"Wow." Duobao's eyes shone, and glistening saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth: "Senior Brother Xuandu, can I become a human?"

"Idiot." The Antarctic Immortal joked: "You are going to become a human race. Can't Uncle Third Master chop us into human races?"

"Senior Brother Xuandu, what is the human race like?" Guang Chengzi asked curiously.

The other two people also turned their attention to Xuandu, looking forward to the answer.

"Human race?" Xuandu touched his chin and thought for a moment before saying: "Most of our human race are living a good life now. We work every day and rest at sunset. Children study, and adults farm and study. There are few bad habits in human ethics and morality. Every household cultivates land and raises animals, and they are able to have enough to eat. With the blessing of Master, they are rarely invaded now. As for the spiritual characteristics of the human race, you need to see for yourself. "

"Senior brothers, are you eating hot pot?"