In the past twenty years, the author has not carried out a quick release. It seems that the plot on the protagonist's side is very substantial, and there is no content that can be passed by. It's just that I'm suffering from it, and I obviously have nothing to do, so I have to hold back in the house for 20 years, pretending to be in retreat and cultivating.

"Mother, are you out of customs?" Jin Feng saw me walking out of the palace and ran over to ask. Since your name is Jinfeng, you might as well sell dim sum to increase the income of the Wa Palace. The names given by the author in this story are very kind, and it is Hualian Supermarket, and it is Jinfeng Chengxiang West Pastry Store, could it really be made up after walking around the downstairs of his house?

"Did anyone come to me during my retreat?" I asked, holding the shelf.

"Back to Niangniang, in the fifteenth year, the Emperor of Heaven came to look for you. Two years later, Taiqing Laozi also came to you. Jin Feng said fifteen and ten.

Sure enough, it was them, I guessed it.

I stretched out my finger and drew a mirror of light in mid-air, and the scene flowed, playing the reproduction of the Nether Terrans since I had closed myself up.

The protagonist Hualian Daoren sent Kong Xuan to the Terran to make merit, ah no, it was to educate the Terran. Later, the Terrans mastered basic life skills such as drilling wood for fire, burrowing and hunting, and sewing clothes. As a result, the human race relied on its own reproductive ability and brain to develop rapidly.

The prosperity of the human race soon attracted the attention of the demon race, and the large beasts began to hunt the human race for food. Especially the kind of alien beast with a little intelligence, which can directly peek through the trap of the human race and eat the human race. Kong Xuan, who was in charge of the human race, swept away the demons, and he drove away or killed the powerful demon tribes within a radius of thousands of miles around the human station, leaving only the beasts that had not yet opened their wisdom for the human race to eat.

The Demon Clan's Heavenly Court began to pay attention to Kong Xuan's actions. Because there has never been anything like the rat clan exterminating the cat clan before, there is a subtle tacit understanding between the demon clan. But Kong Xuan's actions and the non-cultivation and strong path of the human race made Emperor Jun and them vigilant.

The reason why I left the human race alone after the creation of the human race is to tell the heavenly court of the demon race: the human race is nothing special, you can treat it as an ordinary demon race. A saint is sanctified by the human race, and this is very eye-catching. What if the Terrans were really special? What if they were destined to take the place of the demon race? The Wu clan doesn't know the number of days, and they don't pay attention to these things. But the emperor of the demon clan is holding the Hetuluo book, but he is a good hand at deducing the heavenly machine. What if he discovered the peculiarities of the human race, and then planned to strangle it in its infancy for the sake of the demon race?

Could it be that with the support of the saint Hualian Dao behind his back, will the human race be peaceful? I really thought that the people in Heaven were all fools.

Sure enough, some changes began to appear on the round mirror. Whenever the Terrans ran out of food and began to migrate, the demon clans in the new location emptied the location in advance, as if they were intimidated by Kong Xuan's previous hot hands. But in reality, there is a subtle difference, they take away the lowest beasts. The whole place is a dead place.

Fishing nets, raising livestock in captivity, and sowing grains are all great merits of the Three Emperors, and the protagonists dare not blatantly rob them. Relying on picking wild fruits alone cannot feed so many human races. Kong Xuantang was a quasi-saint, and he had to go to the East China Sea in person to use spells to catch fish for the human race to eat. In this way, the human race can barely survive.

I waved my hand away and sighed. Di Jun and Lao Tzu came to me separately, they must have wanted to know my attitude towards the human race, one was for the luck of the demon race, and the other was related to the foundation of sanctification. Two different people need two different attitudes to reply.

"Taiqing Daoyou is the first disciple of the teacher, and he is destined to be holy. I'll have to go see him myself. I said to Jin Feng, "The Emperor of Heaven, you go and reply for me: I won't interfere." ”

Emperor Jun needs to be treated coldly, and the more I seem to understate, the more I can show that the human race is not a special existence in my heart. In this way, we can avoid stimulating Dijun to make more radical moves. Now that he was only in control of the food within the life of the human race, what if the next step was to do something else? He didn't dare to deal with the Terrans at the risk of provoking the protagonist, but it was a piece of cake to have some black hands behind his back.

The Heavenly Court controls the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, and it is completely possible to quietly raise the power of the stars a little bit against the Terran station. At that time, everyone in the human race will be eroded by the excessive power of the stars, and they will suffer from various diseases, which will be a hundred times worse than now. If this method is a bit deliberate, it is easy to be traced by the protagonist Hualian Daoren. So to put it another way, Heavenly Court can command ten thousand demons, and Emperor Junruo uses demon banners to drive mosquitoes, fleas and other insects and cockroaches to spread diseases to the human race, which seems to be nowhere to be found, and it seems to be just the natural instinct of living beings - especially for later generations of time-travelers like Hualian Dao people, it is really normal for mosquitoes to spread viruses and bacteria, and it is impossible to imagine that there is a mastermind behind the scenes.

Since the protagonist can't rob Shennong's merit of inventing medicine, even if she knows how to cure diseases, she doesn't dare to mess around. But against these infectious diseases, the Terrans have no power to resist at all. You can't let the protagonist Hualian Dao give each person a pill of elixir, right? How could a mortal's fragile body withstand the power of the Sage's elixir? I can come up with two ideas just by thinking about it. Emperor Jun has the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the demon master Kunpeng and a large group of demon courtiers, maybe there are some other conspiracies.

That's why I had to appease Dijun, which was important for me to break the story I was in.

If you want to break this story, you must first keep your position as the Terran Holy Mother. In other words, let the protagonist's attempt to elevate himself and suppress me be dashed. Then two conditions must first be met: First, the human race cannot be destroyed. Second, the human race has to taste the pain of being led by the protagonist, so that they can remember my goodness.

Got it? Now the situation is just right, and if we go further, the human race is in danger of extinction. Take a step back, and the Terrans should forget about me and kneel at the feet of the protagonist Hualian Daoren.

And Lao Tzu's side is different. He wants to establish a human sect, which happens to me as an opportunity to dispel the influence of the main character's Terrans.

"Taiqing Daoist, you have also seen the situation of the human race." In the Sanqing Cave Mansion of Kunlun Mountain, I sat face to face with Lao Tzu, two cups of fairy dew on the stone table, talking about the affairs of the human race, "Hualian Dao people don't know the importance of it, and they are engaged in wind and rain in the human race, attracting the attention of all forces in the flood and wilderness. When the time comes, the Terrans will become the target of public criticism, but it will be troublesome. ”

In Niangniang's words, Poor Dao originally sensed that his sanctification opportunity was in the human race, and planned to go to educate. However, the human race has now embarked on a development path that does not rely on cultivation under the leadership of the Hualian Dao people, which is really eye-catching among the hundreds of races in the wilderness. Anyone with a discerning eye can already see that the Terrans are different from other races. Lao Tzu said worriedly.

That's right, the abnormal attention of the Hualian Dao people has already made the human race stand out. She also asked Kong to teach the civilization of the human race and not to cultivate, which is different from the current thinking of the Qiē tribe. Compared with the original history of Lao Tzu's practice of leaving directly after establishing a religion, she is too high-profile. How could they not have a sense of crisis? This race clearly has the connotation of being a saint.

According to the original history, Lao Tzu and I have a low-key policy that has worked. Before Di Jun discovered that the magic weapon of the Terran Yuan God Sacrifice had a miraculous effect on the Wu Clan, he had no intention of doing anything to the Terran. Moreover, at that time, there were more or less factors that were secretly promoted by the Heavenly Dao, so that the luck of the demon race was transferred to the human race. It's like now, Di Jun began to stumble when the human race was in its infancy.

"Kong Xuan's side is already unsustainable, why don't you take action in person, take advantage of the human race, guide them to the way of cultivation, and let them temporarily abandon foreign things." I said my calculations, "As for the Hualian Dao people, I am blocking it." ”

"Okay." Lao Tzu nodded.

The next day, according to the agreement between us, Lao Tzu personally went to the Terran station and began to preach the Tao, teach the Terran the way of cultivation, tell them the level of cultivation, and so on.

Kong Xuan and Lao Tzu had a fight, and the five-color divine light could not move the Taiji diagram and was defeated. So he simply left the Terrans. To be honest, I suspect he can't wait, who wants to be a cook for the Terran every day?

As soon as Lao Tzu entered the territory of the human race, the protagonist Hualian Daoren was already aware of it. She tried to catch up with the Terrans, but I blocked her way.

There is no doubt that the author is narrating the story from the perspective of the main character. So when I stopped in front of the main character, the story description was immediately enriched.

"Hualian Daoyou, please don't go to the Terran to interfere with the preaching of Taiqing Daoyou." I said in mid-air.

(This woman's desire to control is really strong, she was born but not raised, but I was not allowed to touch a finger of the human race)

The first thing that came out was the sweet and greasy narration taunt, and I really wanted to drag the author, a little slut, in and beat him up. What if I'm in control? I created the Terran, and you didn't get permission, so of course you can't touch it. If someone else paints a picture, you can just go up and smear it with a few strokes, and say that it looks better, okay?

The second is the mentally retarded language description - "Oh, you still have to use power to suppress people, is this the demeanor of a saint?" The face of the protagonist Hua Lian Daoren seemed to be smiling. I don't really know what it looks like to be smiling or not smiling. Because in my eyes, a fog shrouded the protagonist's face, and four big words were written on it: Smile but not smile

What kind of expression is this? It's like laughing and it's not laughing, is it the hideous face when you force a smile? Or some kind of mocking smirk? Or to tell the reader: stand back, I'm going to start pretending. Alas, forgive the author, his writing is really incapable of describing such a complex and delicate expression, so he has to add a sentence in general terms: "It seems to be a smile but not a smile".

Then came the fight. The protagonist is to prove the Tao with strength and the Dao of affection, and I am a ruthless meritorious saint, of course I can't beat her. But I tried my best, but I was still able to hold back the protagonist and prevent her from dealing with Lao Tzu.

When the momentum of Lao Tzu's sanctification swept through the wilderness, I suddenly realized that something was wrong: was the development of this story too smooth?

(You just found out?) ）

A sweet female voice suddenly sounded in my ears, making my hair rise and my heart couldn't stop feeling cold.