Out of Zixiao Palace, Zhou Cheng stepped out and immediately appeared outside Qingqiu Mountain. Looking at the villages scattered in the distance, the people in the village who are busy with their livelihoods, live a stable life, and laugh and laugh constantly, sighed in their hearts. I have become holy this time, and I can be regarded as upgrading to a big ant, as long as it is not too rebellious, there will be no difficulty. Although Zhou Cheng is from the human race, he is a little unfamiliar with the life of ordinary people, ninety-nine years have passed, and seeing that the human race has also made a lot of development, he sighed inexplicably in his heart. He used to be a member of the human race, how could he have thought that one day, he would be able to witness the development of the human race and witness the germination of human civilization.

Zhou Cheng's stealth instantly descended to a small col on the ground, and his body shook slightly, but his appearance changed, he turned around and walked out of the col, pacing towards the nearest human village.

The village is surrounded by stones and many stone houses. The parapet wall of the village is very simple, no more than a foot high, and there are many cracks in many places, which is not strong enough. But it's enough to defend against ordinary beasts. If the youkai comes, even if it is as high as 10,000 feet, it is useless to be afraid.

At the entrance of the village, several young men with guns and sticks stopped Zhou Cheng and prepared to interrogate.

"Who is coming, this place is the Qingqiu tribe, which is the residence of our human race." A leading villager asked, holding a saber on his waist with one hand.

Zhou Cheng was a little happy when he saw that they could even build weapons. However, I understood in an instant, I am afraid that if it was not sent by the disciples in Qingqiu Mountain, how could human beings create such a weapon in just a hundred years. The leader is very good, he has the cultivation of the early stage of the god, and he is extremely alert, and when he interrogates himself, his whole body is full of fighting intent, but he is a talent. The basic exercises of self-cultivation and body cultivation that he gave them at the beginning seem to have also played a role.

"In the next period of dissipation, I traveled here, just to see the human race created by the Nuwa sage. When I see you today, it's extraordinary. Zhou Cheng hid his breath, and everyone only felt that this person was unfathomable, but they didn't know what was so powerful.

"Well, since you have come from afar, you are a distinguished guest. The small one will lead you to visit the village. Although the head of the village basically believed what Zhou Cheng said, he was also vigilant, and he chose to accompany Zhou Cheng when he was not at ease. Since Zhou Cheng can tell Nuwa about creating people, he is not an ordinary person. After all, Nuwa has only been a hundred years old.

"I'm tired. Haven't asked the little brother for his name? Zhou Cheng didn't know if the human race had a surname at this time, so he asked.

"The little one is called the crown, Dao Ye please." But there is a name without a surname.

After Mian explained the garrison matters, he led Zhou Cheng into the village. Along the way, he also helped Zhou Cheng continue to introduce him.

"We were originally made by Nuwa Niangniang, but by chance, we were placed here." Mian pointed to the stone houses in the village and said to Zhou Cheng: "These houses are many years old, but they were given by the Qinglian Dao people, the gods of Qingqiu Mountain here. If you change it, you will have those huts next to it. The foundation of our human race standing here is all given by the Qinglian Immortal, and I really hope to have the opportunity to see the holy face. Hey, fairy-like figures, how can we see them. "The age of the crown is only thirty years old, and at this time, under the absence of diseases and disasters, most of them can live to the number of two jiazi in this flood with sufficient spiritual energy. Many old people in the clan had seen Zhou Cheng, but he had never seen it. According to ancient legends, Zhou Cheng has become a great benefactor and a great immortal of the human race, no less than Nuwa and Houtu. The crown has a solemn expression, and while worshipping, he is also a little lonely, his wish is not fulfilled, and he is a little gloomy.

Zhou Cheng carefully looked at this small village with about 300 households. Beside the path in the village, the stone houses and thatched huts scattered around, I also sighed in my heart for the creativity of the human race. This village is part of the fossil house complex that he used to build back then. When outsiders came to the village, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at him kindly, and some of the old men who sat in front of their huts looked at him with smiling and sparse teeth.

"Let's all do our own thing, this Taoist master is a distinguished guest when he travels here." Mian explained to everyone.

When the children in the village saw outsiders, they did not observe etiquette like adults, and followed the two in a long line, running around and making trouble. Zhou Cheng couldn't help but sigh softly when he heard the long-lost sound of laughter and play, and then stopped with a smile, squatted down and picked up a three-year-old naughty boy passing by.

"Kid, how old are you this year?" Zhou Cheng wiped the mud on the little urchin's face with one hand and asked kindly.

"Oh, don't hug people, they are all looking at the big heads. He is three years old this year. The child seemed to feel a little embarrassed to be held alone. Everyone laughed out loud when they said it, and several old people laughed so much that even the last few precarious teeth were shaking.

"Hahaha... Kids, I'm from far, far away. Uncle traveled all over the world, but he brought a lot of gifts for those lovely children. Do you want it? If you have any wishes, Uncle may be able to help you. Zhou Cheng played with his little nose with one hand and said narrowly. Although the present human beings are not necessarily smarter than the later generations, they have matured earlier because of their abundant spiritual energy.

"Dog, how can you let the Taoist master hug you?" A woman with a broken foot came out of the crowd next to her, on crutches with one hand and clutching the corner of her clothes with the other, but she was a little afraid that Zhou Cheng would be angry.

"This sister-in-law must be the mother of the child? It's okay, it's okay, but I saw that this child was cute and hugged it. It's my fate, and it's rare to have a chance to hug it. Zhou Cheng picked up the child, got up and said to the woman.

"Sister-in-law Yu, this is a distinguished guest, don't slack off." Mian reminded from the side.

"It's a corona, it's just a small thing." Zhou Cheng put down the child, reached into his arms, and took out a handful of fruits. "Children, come here, uncle is in a hurry today, and there are no good gifts, so these wild fruits in the mountains will be taken to you to satisfy your hunger." These fruits were only picked by Zhou Cheng when he traveled through the flood and put them into Sumeru mustard seeds. However, the effect is to allow the person who eats it to improve his qualifications, and the medicinal power is stored in the body and released slowly, and the cultivator can get twice the result with half the effort. It is suitable for children.

"Dao Chief, such a spiritual creature has been given to such a child, I'm afraid it's ......" The crown in the early stage of the transformation of the god saw the extraordinaryness of these wild fruits.

"It's nothing, it's just a small thing, but it's enough to satisfy your cravings." Zhou Cheng also distributed the fruits to the children one by one. When it was the turn of the last child, he was not seen to spread his hands and take it away as eagerly as everyone else. It's that dog.

"Dogs don't want to eat fruit?" Zhou Cheng asked with some confusion.

"Dog, dog thinks," the dog swallowed, and said intermittently, "can the dog not want this fruit?" Then he looked at Zhou Cheng with an earnest face.

"Huh? Why not? Don't dogs like fruit? ”

"You, as you just said, can fulfill my heart's desire. Did Uncle Lie to the Dog? The dog looked at Zhou Cheng earnestly.

"Hehe, of course not. What are your wishes? Zhou Cheng chuckled for a while, if a saint is reduced to deceiving children, I am afraid it is more ridiculous than hitting tofu and dying.

"The dog doesn't want his mother to be on crutches, the dog wants his mother to accompany the dog to the river to catch stone crabs..." The child's heart does not have a strong sense of good and evil, and he thinks about things very directly.

"Dog, mom is sorry for you, mom can't go around with you. Don't be embarrassed by this Taoist, let's go home. Sister-in-law Yu cried and limped over, pulling the dog and wanting to go back. Even the elders of the clan can't do anything about their legs, and although this person is enthusiastic, he can't find a way.

When Zhou Cheng saw it, he made a silent calculation in his heart, and immediately knew the antecedents. This woman's leg was injured by a few little demons when she went out to work, and although she was saved by the disciples of Qingqiu Mountain who passed by, she also lost a leg, and she asked for help many times and could not be treated.

"Well, dog, I will treat your mother, and I hope you will have a good and filial life in the future." Zhou Cheng saw that the dog was like this, so he decided to treat it, but he was not ready to make a move. He raised his hand a little, and Sister-in-law Yu's broken leg suddenly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ahh The onlookers saw that Zhou Cheng could use such a clever spell, and after being stunned for a moment, they all bowed down, and even the dog and other children kept calling "fairy".

"It's a little thing, it's just a little thing. Hurry up, please. Zhou Cheng was uncomfortable, after all, healing an ordinary person's broken leg was really a task for him, and he was really not used to being worshipped because of this.

Zhou Cheng was about to step forward to help everyone up, but suddenly his heart moved, and he suddenly knew that something was happening. Then he raised his hand weakly, helped everyone up, snorted angrily, stepped into the air, and flew towards the center of the human tribe.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu, you are robbing someone."

[The book has been officially signed, thank you for your support, and it is not in vain that Xiaoyu works hard in the Internet café. I hope you don't skimp on your votes, and if you are happy, you will vote for newcomers like Xiaoyu. Vote for those great gods' cow books, it has no effect at all, people don't look down on it at all, people want a monthly pass, subscription. Click to recommend the ratio of 25 to 1, shame, shame. Maybe everyone does think that Xiaoyu's writing is not good, and they would rather waste it in the god pit than pull Xiaoyu. Hehe, smiled helplessly.

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