Not under the mountain.

The endless mountains are like a vigorous old dragon, turning over.

It's not that the mountains are shaking.

Who can touch Buzhou Mountain?

This is a divine pillar that stands up to the sky and the earth, and it is precisely because of the support of this pillar that the desolate world has not turned into chaos.

It is the backbone of Pangu that supports the flood.

Now, this incomparably majestic pillar of heaven and earth has been shaken, and the earth below the mountain is actually flowing out of the essence of Bobo and turned into a divine spring.

On the sacred spring, the smoke is steaming, and the layers of dense fog make these essences even more extraordinary.

Fuxi Nuwa quietly watched the movements of the Immortal Daoist from the side.

They also asked if they should retreat.

Changsheng said no.

When he was immortal, he did not shy away from anyone.

With his position in the wilderness, there is no need to shy away from anyone.

After obtaining Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Immortal Sutra of Cause and Effect of the Buddha-figure has been cultivated for almost a thousand years in the past cause and effect, although he did not go to that path and chose to continue to precipitate, but Changsheng is obviously more powerful.

Now, if he fights Hongjun or Rahu again, he will win more easily.

"The heart of heaven and earth, the friendship of yin and yang, the essence of the five elements ......"

The Immortal Daoist muttered, turning the bone marrow essence under the Buzhou Mountain into a ball.

Dare to use the marrow of Pangu to create man.

Even Nuwa, who was originally in the myth of the wilderness, did not have the courage.

But this place has been obscured by the Heavenly King's Decree, allowing the Immortal Dao people to enjoy their lawlessness.

"This man ......"

Nuwa's eyes were gloomy looking at the native people who had been fabricated by the immortal Dao people with the essence of the mountains and soils and the divine pillars.

The human body is divided into yin and yang, the essence of the five elements......

She looked at her brother Fu Xi, "Brother, I think this person's body seems to be more suitable for action." ”

Fu Xi was also thoughtful.

Although the shape of him and his sister Nuwa is also the image of the Great Dao, the human head and snake body are the image of the word "Dao".

But the image of the word "Tao" is obviously inferior to the image of the word "person".

Now that he saw the process of immortality and creation, he realized that the powerful gods and demons are all in the form of gods and men, which is not unreasonable.

Pangu, Hongjun, Rahu, and the immortality in front of you.

They are all in the form of gods and men.

Fu Xi and Nuwa glanced at each other.

Call~

A burst of fairy aura lingered, rising in the haze.

They imitated the clay figures on the ground, and incarnated into a pair of humanoid men and women.

Nuwa moved her feet, feeling that it was still a little awkward compared to the snake's tail, but it didn't immediately turn into a snake's tail.

"This person has spirit, and seems to be godless?" Nuwa raised her head slightly and looked at Changsheng.

Man, the heart of heaven and earth, the friendship of yin and yang, and the essence of the five elements.

The essence of the five elements is the essence of the human body.

The friendship of yin and yang is the qi of the human body.

There is also a God, which is the heart of heaven and earth......

What is the heart of heaven and earth, a little spiritual light born in the darkness and nothingness, is the innate consciousness of people.

The human body is born, the essence of flesh and blood is given by parents, but the soul is born in the land of nothingness, born out of nothing.

Therefore, the instinctive birth of all things is a great practice, a very mysterious realm.

But immortality is now the creation of man, not to mention that when the baby is in the womb, the soul instinct descends from the land of nothingness.

The soul must be made by himself.

This realm, I think he had already reached it on the Yuanzhou Continent at the beginning.

Nowadays, recreating people is just a breath of effort.

But since he decided to use the human race to harvest the flood and desolation, how could he not think about it.

When Nuwa asked why the clay figures were godless.

The immortal Taoist closed his eyes.

His mind had returned to the immortal realm in his body.

At the beginning, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors of the Immortal Realm had already accompanied that flame, and they had merged with the One True Realm and the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, and had become a part of the Immortal Dao human body.

Now that he is creating people in the Flood Wilderness, he immediately thought of these human ancestors in the Immortal Realm.

Since you want to create people, you should create the ideal human race in your mind.

The Terran in the myth of the Flood Desolation is not the ideal Terran in his heart, and for him, there is no such intimacy as in his memory.

Only the blood-related lineage of the Kyushu people in the immortal realm gave him a sense of familiarity of returning to the past twenty years of life.

In the Chaos Realm of the Immortal Realm.

The Immortal Daoist inhaled gently, and the entire chaos surged with his breath, as if he could breathe out the chaos here in one breath.

He muttered softly, "The soul is back......"

The mysterious Dao sound seems to have supreme power.

In this immortal realm, he is also a heavenly dao, and he can have a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and his wishes come true.

"Buzz~"

The Immortal Realm seemed to resonate.

Xiao Chen, who was located on the boundless continent of the Immortal Realm, was sitting withered, and at this moment, he suddenly sensed something, and looked beyond the boundless space, "Senior Zhou......"

He felt it, it was the instinctive grandeur of the Immortal Realm that was moving.

And the instinctive consciousness of the Immortal Realm is his predecessor.

Xiao Chen's eyes were leisurely, and he asked, "Is there anything Xiao Chen can help?" ”

Immortal Dao said: "No need, you continue to manage the affairs of the Immortal Realm. ”

Let's talk about it.

In the boundless chaos, eight points of light suddenly appeared.

These are the traces of the assimilation of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors of the Immortal Realm here.

If it weren't for the Immortal Dao people's action, they must not have any chance to resurrect.

Now the Immortal Dao is the Immortal Realm, and for the world in his body, everything is as clear as the observation pattern in the palm of his hand, and it is extremely easy to re-separate the Three Emperors and Five Emperors from the world.

It's just that they have lost their original power, and now they only have souls.

The next moment, open your eyes.

The Immortal Daoist has returned to the foot of the Buzhou Mountain in the desolate wilderness.

With a wave of his hand, the sky was full of light in his hand.

There are eight points of light among them, which are the three emperors and five emperors in the immortal realm.

The rest of the souls are all spiritual consciousness created by him.

The light and rain fell from the sky, and on the earth, in the mud, one by one, the little clay figures began to metamorphose, becoming flesh and blood, they opened their eyes, and they were smart......

In the blink of an eye, there are more than a million people at the foot of Buzhou Mountain......

Among the dense human race, there are eight people who are born with a strong head and an extraordinary temperament, which is immeasurable.

Even Fuxi Nuwa saw the extraordinariness of those eight people.

The emperor of the immortal realm is also a quasi-saint existence in the flood wilderness.

Although he has lost his strength, the immortal taste in the depths of the Yuan Shen will not change at all, and it is an indelible trace of the years.

The Immortal Dao people did not specifically awaken these eight people, nor did they re-give them the names of flints and nests.

These eight will awaken on their own.

So far, what he has done is already possible.

The Terrans are a race of self-improvement.

This is a great race that can adapt quickly no matter what environment it is placed in, and it can grow and rise quickly.

The Terrans have been born, and the next thing is that they just need to grow on their own.

All the Immortal Dao has to do is to believe in his own race.

At the foot of the mountain, the human race chattered, and at first they didn't even have a language, and they each gestured something.

Fuxi Nuwa looked at these creatures, and she couldn't bear it, because the newborn ancestors of the human race were too ignorant and chaotic.

They wondered if the Immortal Dao people were just random people who were created just to make the wilderness more angry.

In fact, it is not as powerful as he said at all, what is the heart of heaven and earth, the turn of the sun and the moon, and the essence of the five elements......

Is it just talking and playing?

These things are not seen from the human race.

Only the eight people who were reincarnated by the three emperors and five emperors also made them have some swords, and the other human beings were no different from ordinary ants.

Can such a race also change the famine?

I'm afraid I can only make up the numbers.

But they didn't dare to say more, after all, this is a race created by immortals.

Changsheng also looked at the human race, and it was not as auspicious as in most myths and legends, and the merit and yellow qi were overwhelming, stretching for thousands of miles.

Plain, without any visions.

It is as if the Flood Wilderness gave birth to the human race, and there is no difference between not being born.

Changsheng knows that the so-called merit and luck will only appear when a certain thing reaches a certain level.

It's like Pangu opened the sky, and it was the opening up of heaven and earth that would have so much luck and turn into a Xuanhuang Linglong pagoda of heaven and earth.

And he has traveled through all the worlds, and he has done things to that point, so that he will have the corresponding luck.

The newly-born human race is indeed a part of the luck of the desolate spirits.

Especially at this time, when the flood species are almost extinct, the luck of the division is indeed not small.

But they haven't reached the point where they have become the protagonists of the flood.

If you want to become the protagonist of the flood and famine, you need the human race to fight for it, not to be destined by God.

If you want to be lucky, you must first make corresponding efforts, there is no free lunch in the world, it has been the case since ancient times.

If you want that kind of surging luck and overwhelming vision to appear, it may really be that the era of respect for the human race between heaven and earth will come.

The birth of the Terrans was unremarkable.

Fuxi Nuwa felt a little disappointed.

……………………

But in some parts of the flood.

Two of them were aware of the changes in the flood at the same time.

The first to perceive the changes in the flood famine, is undoubtedly the extremely keen Hongjun, his enlightenment method, is to gather the flood famine, and now his own luck has plummeted, and he feels the ups and downs of the famine.

"He did it...... A new race was created, and the luck of one of the desolate races was divided......"

Ten years.

Hongjun has re-stitched the broken body back together.

The Pangu Banner, which came back wrapped in the spirit of the evil corpse, also fell into his hands again.

However, the three corpses could not be condensed in a short period of time, which made him not have the courage to face the Immortal Dao at all.

Especially in the state of completeness, they were all killed by Changsheng and took away the double treasures, not to mention the almost crippled appearance now.

He never imagined that he would be so miserably defeated at the hands of one person.

"The strength of immortality is better than the number of people, if I want to kill him, I have to reverse the previous offensive against Rahu and aim at Changsheng, but ......"

Hongjun's mind flickered.

He didn't think that Yang Mei, Candle Dragon, Nuwa, Fu Xi and the others would join hands with him to fight against the Immortal Daoists.

The Immortal Dao people did not slaughter the flood famine like Rahu.

There is no need to get rid of immortal beings.

But if these people wouldn't help him, who else would be willing to join him in killing the Immortal Daoists?

It was at this time.

Wisps of black gas, silently, appeared a hundred feet outside Hongjun's body.

A cold magic voice came out of the black gas: "Hongjun, are you willing to cooperate?" ”

Hongjun changed color and lost his voice: "Rahu! ”

Rahu also noticed it, but he came to Hongjun, obviously not an impulsive decision.

Ten years have passed, which is enough for him to think deeply, so he came forward to say this "cooperation" sentence.