Prehistoric: When a good old man awakens to the evil system

Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi looked shocked, what is this called?

He quickly waved his hand to explain, fearing that he would be scolded by Fuxi if he had any relationship with Nuwa: "Don't scream, I have nothing to do with Nuwa. You heard her just call me fellow Taoist!"

"But it was you and mother who created us together!" The first person to pinch it looked at Hongyun with admiration.

"I just provided the raw materials!" Huh? Why doesn't this feel right? Those ingredients...

Hongyun was afraid that Fuxi would go crazy.

No, is Fuxi here? Why is it so cold in the back? I feel so scared!

Looking back, only Zhen Yuanzi was there, Fuxi was not here.

Hongyun quickly explained: "Don't call me father, you can call me anything, Taoist, Immortal, even if it's a name, just don't call me father."

The coolness was less now, and Hongyun patted his chest as if he had escaped.

Are you afraid of Fuxi? In fact, you are not afraid. Even if there is Nuwa behind Fuxi, Hongyun will not be afraid. It's just that there is no need to make enemies, especially if you are not unreasonable.

'Ding! The host can recognize the identity of the human father and steal Fuxi's love in the eyes of the human race. His evil deeds are worth a lot~'

The system's words really moved Hongyun's heart, but for some reason, he didn't dare?

Or... steal someone else's?

"Call me teacher, I will stay here until you can survive alone." Hongyun couldn't hide her smile.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hongyun and couldn't hide his doubts. It was abnormal when Hongyun insisted on Jiutianxi soil. Now he seemed to know everything and directly gave Jiutianxi soil to Nuwa. If he was so kind, why did he force it in the first place? In exchange?

Moreover, with Hongyun's temperament, he was not willing to accept a disciple, and now he was in such big trouble. These weak human races may be dead in a few years. How will he explain to Nuwa then?

People did not stick to their knowledge, but obediently called Hongyun "teacher".

Since the teacher was called, Hongyun had to take responsibility. The first thing she did was to teach them how to make clothes. Although it's just a skin, you can't walk around carelessly!

Hongyun took them to find a place at the foot of the mountain and began to teach them how to make clothes from leaves, rattan, animal skins and other things, firstly to keep warm, and secondly to cover important parts.

"Teacher, will we never see our mother again?" This is the first person in the true sense of the ancient world that Nuwa gave life to. His name is Xuandu.

As a human race favored by heaven and earth, they have good luck, and being the first person is even more favored. Therefore, with all the merits and virtues spread, Xuandu is already a heavenly immortal. Compared with the other people's cultivation realm and appearance It should be much more prominent.

Hongyun hesitated for a moment: "She has been watching you, in the sky."

After speaking, Hongyun reflected for a moment. He said it as if Nuwa had already left.

"Empress, if I am more powerful, can I see my mother again?" Xuandu's eyes were full of determination and expectation.

Hongyun was very sure: "You will see him again!"

From the moment he knew the child's name, Hongyun knew that he would definitely see Nuwa.

Xuandu nodded and ran to practice with a determined look on his face.

Hong Yun chuckled and shook his head, then turned his attention to the other human races. The human race was indeed the most powerful race. Even if they did not have high levels of cultivation, they could create miracles one after another.

It has only been a few years, and the human race already has millions of people, and the rapid reproduction is enough to shock the ancient world.