The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

In order to be able to give birth to a child smoothly, Luo Hu could be said to be self-cultivating during the Lich Tribulation, his fingers were slender and soft like jade bones, and the blood stained was less than one-tenth of that during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation.

He learned another way to kill without blood.

If the Yaozu was weak, he would help the Yaozu to strengthen their strength; if the Wuzu was weak, he would ask Yang Mei to give them exercises.

If things go on like this for a long time, the strength of the two Lich clans will go hand in hand. Zhou Tian Xingdou battles against the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Gods. After a killing field, countless fallen creatures are poured with blood. The prehistoric continent is left alone. Maintain the feeling of a quiet place.Invisibly, Luo Hu was loved by the creatures in the prehistoric west, and he was surprised by the number of offerings every year.

When he inquired outside, it turned out that those creatures regarded him as the umbrella of the prehistoric west.

Having yourself around is a kind of deterrent.

Luo Hui smiled triumphantly at Chao Hongjun, "I'm a good person."

Hongjun was thoughtful, "In this respect, you are indeed a good person in the hearts of the people in the wild west. With a single thought of good and evil, you can do great good, and you can also do great evil..."

Seeing that he was about to enter the state of discussion, Luo Hu gagged his mouth and left immediately.

"Do you know where Liansheng went?"

"He is traveling in the prehistoric times."

"What about Tongtian?"

"He ran to find Liansheng, but he hasn't found him yet."

"Tongtian's deduction skills are too bad."

Luo Hu said in distaste, if it wasn't for his poor deduction skills, how could he be fooled during the period of the Conferred Gods List, thinking that going against the sky was something that went against the sky, and finally cut off the teaching and dispersed, leaving him as a bare commander.

Hongjun said pertinently: "His temperament has followed Pangu's."

Luo Hu has black lines all over his head, and Tong Tian is a brat, but Pan Gu and Lian Sheng are definitely good kids in some respects.

"Forget it, let Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi catch it slowly." Luo Hu put their affairs aside, and suddenly asked a strange question, "Can karma and merit coexist? Will there be any influence on each other? ?”

"No, karma counts as cause and effect, and the power of merit counts as luck given by the Dao of Heaven."

"I can rest assured that."

Luo Hu solved a puzzle, and the whole person felt relaxed.

He can rest assured to grab the power of merit!

The power of merit during the Lich Tribulation is as numerous as an ox hair, preaching is Hongjun's merit, he will not grab it; the Houtu incarnation of reincarnation, the power of merit that will never go out of the underworld, he is stupid to grab this; Marriage, is it possible that he has to divorce twice for this kind of merit, and make up three marriages?Tiandao wouldn't let him fool around like this.

Thinking about the power of virtue that must be snatched in the novel, Luo Hu smiled.

Create man.

Make up for the sky.

It seems that he is destined to be an enemy of Nu Wa.

The acquisition of these two merits is enough to make anyone immortal.Although his future will be against Tiandao, but with his merits and good luck, Tiandao still has to consider three points if he wants to move him.

"What are you thinking—" Hongjun looked at him, his eyes seemed to see everything.

"Rahu, tell me, don't do dangerous things."

"not dangerous."

Luo Hu was lying in his arms with a smile on his face, his fingers wrapped around his white hair, like a big fox that had eaten enough.

"For things like merit, first come, first served, right?"

"Ah."

Timing is very important, and Luo Hu understands this, so he is not too eager for the creation of human beings.The emergence of human beings represents the transition from the peak to the end of the Lich clan, and it serves as a link between the past and the future. The current situation is too chaotic to be suitable for human beings to appear.

Rahu can do one thing in advance: learn how to create creatures.

Not initiation, but real creation.

Rahu started experimenting on Mount Sumeru, and by the way dug a little bit of nine-day breath of soil from under the chaotic hollow willow tree.Yang Mei squatted on a tree branch, watching Luo Hu's actions curiously. This was collecting water and soil at the same time. Was it to make a bowl of mud water medicinal soup?

Yang Mei had no doubts about Luo Hu's ferocity.

"I told you in advance, I won't drink anything like you..."

"I haven't given it yet."

Luo Hu glared at Yang Mei, who was not tempted after recovering her appearance, and then concentrated on studying how to mix and stir.

Yang Mei looked at the lump of mud, and then at Luo Hu's skill in making the clay figurines.

He laughed and ran away.

Not long after, Hongjun walked out of Sumeru Palace to see the situation, and was shocked to find that Luo Hu was dusty, his face was covered with mud, and his hands were even stirring in a lump of unknown mixture, and he took out a ball of mud, pinching something.

Hongjun looked at it for a while, then asked puzzledly, "What are you doing?"

Luo Hu said viciously, "Make clay figurines!"

Hongjun felt that he couldn't keep up with Luo Hu's thinking.

He also knelt down and wiped the dirt off Luohu's face. Luohu looked at the things he had made, and then thought about the scene in the myth that Nuwa threw dozens of clay figurines with a vine whip.

People are more popular than dead people.

Luo Hu was unwilling to ask Hongjun for help, and struggled in the field of manual creation by himself.

How long did Hong Jun wait under the tree with him for how long did Luo Hu play? He carefully looked at Luo Hu's hands, and made sure that Luo Hu was using the force of vitality that was opposite to the original source, as if he wanted to make the soil fine?

Hongjun said: "It's not difficult to enlighten, just use your strength to instill it."

Luo Hu retorted, "What do I want a clay figurine for?"

It has been a rule since ancient times that what is used as the noumenon is enlightened, and the root of the other party is what.If he touches the soil, then the other party will be the root of the Jiutianxi soil mixed with water in the future.

What he wants is a new species!

Not a demon, not a witch, and not even a spiritual creature!

Hongjun helped him stand up, and asked helplessly: "What do you want to do, tell me, and I can help you."

Luo Hu said depressedly: "I want to create new creatures."

Hongjun thought for a moment.

He asked Luo Hu to sit on a stone bench at one side, and sat at the other end by himself, "Actually, you have already done it."

"Huh?" Luo Hu was puzzled.

Hongjun pointed to Luo Hu's abdomen, with a smile in his eyes, "It's in your stomach."

After Luo Hu reacted, his face was strange. He and Hongjun's child were the fusion of two kinds of chaotic energy. To a certain extent, they were indeed new species that appeared out of thin air. title.

Luo Hu was discouraged, "This is not what I want."

Hongjun became a little interested, "Which one do you want, you might as well tell me."

Luo Hu looked up at the sky and recalled the characteristics of human beings, "They need to be able to run and jump, and their appearance is similar to ours. They need to be smart and good at learning. They don't need to have great aptitude, but they need to be super strong in their ability to reproduce..."

Hongjun listened quietly to what he said, and understood that Luo Hu had already conceived it perfectly.

But this is not enough.

"Tell me the solution." Luo Hu talked for a long time, and found that Hongjun was silent, and immediately lost the desire to speak.Hongjun smiled and pointed out the problem: "Luo Hu, your biggest problem is the lack of understanding of vitality and good fortune."

Luo Hu made a stinky face, "I think I'm doing pretty well."

Hongjun didn't understand his arrogance, "You are imitating, imitating my power of creation, imitating Yang Mei's power of vitality, how can such a superficial thing create a truly unique creature."

Fearing that Luo Hu would be stubborn, Hong Jun said again: "Didn't you notice that Yang Mei ran away?"

Luo Hu dismissed it, "Whether he runs or not has nothing to do with me."

Hongjun betrayed Yang Mei casually, "He can't stand it anymore, he wants to laugh at you, but it's not easy to laugh face to face."

Luo Hu: "..."

"Yang Mei should be back in a few days." Hongjun said without hesitation, "Before he comes back, I can teach you the basics of the way of good fortune. Are you willing to listen to my sermon?"

Knowing that this was Hongjun's kindness, Luo Hu's long and narrow pupils suppressed the fierce light, and bit his lower lip, rather hesitantly.If a young man from the Wu nationality came to make such a gesture, he would definitely be exhausted.However, Luo Hutian grew up to be romantic and affectionate, with white skin and red lips. When he looked at Hongjun with a mixture of anger and anger, it was as if steel had been tempered into tender fingers.

Hongjun spoke softly, with a slight smile, "Are you okay?"

Luo Hu said, "Okay."

One sentence means that Luo Hu has sold himself.

When Hongjun preaches to other people, he always has reservations. He is concerned about the other party's state of mind and understanding, and he has to go from the simple to the deep, which is very troublesome.The target of the sermon this time was Luo Hu. If he didn't show his true ability to preach, he might be laughed at by Luo Hu.

Hongjun spoke very seriously and profoundly. From the very beginning, Luo Hu entered the university classroom like a primary school student.

Luo Hu's expression twisted.

Hongjun, are you sure you're not kidding me?

In order to catch up with Hongjun's progress, he took out the most learned side of his life to absorb knowledge.

He doesn't understand the way of good fortune, but it doesn't mean he can't comprehend by analogy, and soon he began to seem to understand what Hongjun said, "the root of nothingness, the root of good fortune, the root of gods, the source of heaven and earth, there is nothing beyond it. It's tiny without interior, vast without reason..."

Luo Hu tried hard to think about the origin of the world.

"... Vientiane is born from it, and the five sounds are formed from it. Those who live have their extremes, and those who succeed will suffer losses. The generation is born, and the present and the past will not change. This is called the Tao."

Rahu's forehead hit the table.

Hongjun continued talking, wishing to express all the mysteries of the prehistoric universe.

The scope of the sermon this time was very small, only limited to the top of Mount Sumeru, and even Hongjun didn't want to reveal these things to the prehistoric creatures in advance.In view of Yang Mei's escape, Liansheng's absence, and Tongtian's absence, Jialouluo and Kongxuan wandered in the prehistoric wilderness, and after all, there are only two of them on the top of Mount Sumeru.

During the long sermon, Yang Mei ran back once, but sat down for the first time.

His way of vitality and Hongjun's way of good fortune can be mutually confirmed.

However, only Luo Hu heard that death would be better than death.

He was born to follow the way of killing, and similar paths can include destruction, death, killing, etc. The difficulty for him to learn the way of good fortune is no less than that of a little magician who is born with fire attributes and suddenly goes to practice water magic halfway, and wants to practice to The level of the god of law.

For ordinary people, this must not be an epiphany, but a fool.

A hundred years later.

Rahu fell asleep on the table.

Yang Mei looked at him, expressing her understanding, not many Chaos Demon Gods could easily specialize in other ways.

Hongjun stopped his interest in preaching, then carefully picked up Luohu and sent him into the Sumeru Palace.Looking at Luo Hu who was sleeping next to him, Hongjun gently scratched his cheek with his fingers, "I wonder if you still want to learn after waking up."

Luo Hu frowned in his sleep, dodged the things on his face, and buried his face in the quilt to sleep.

There is no magic sound around my ears, and the world seems to be quiet.

The author has something to say: #818 Luohu who wants to cross from the evil camp to the good camp#

Luo Hu: QAQ I don't want to learn what to do!