The sexagenary branch, the five elements of yin and yang, and mellow and natural, once it came out, was widely accepted by the human race, and the sexagenary branch chronology and the twenty-four solar terms complemented each other, providing great convenience for the production and life of the human race——1——

This year was also the year when various sects and sects began to spread their ideas, and countless cultivators began to wander around the human race, began to look for mountain gates, opened mountains and established sects, and recruited disciples.

For these people, of course, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor needs to be controlled, he himself is a quasi-saint, and he can mobilize the luck of the entire human race, completely suppressing the field, and those cultivators dare not do anything wrong.

He began to set rules for these sects, such as that each sect must stay away from the world, not to confuse the faith among the human race, not to use supernatural powers in the human race, not to bully mortals, and so on. The implementation of this series of laws and regulations covers the entire land where the luck of the Terran race is shrouded, and as long as the cultivators step into the range of the Terran race, they will feel the entry into the realm of the Terran and understand all kinds of restrictions.

Xuanyuan's bill has been announced, and the luck of the Terran has responded, many cultivators do not like to live within the range of the Terran, so they naturally stay away from the Terran and become a master outside the world.

At the same time, once Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's bill was announced, it also ruined the possibility of the human emperor becoming enlightened in the future, because the human emperor's luck was all used to suppress the cultivators, where was it enough for the human emperor to become enlightened?

That is to say, at this point, after Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the Three Emperors period ended, and Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor sacrificed the possibility of becoming a human emperor in the future to achieve the peace of the entire human race.

Of course, as the Terrans could cultivate the Tao, various ideas began to spread among the Terrans, and the cognition of the Terrans began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

And the Terran cultivators, the Terrans themselves have supernatural powers, although the cultivators no longer live with the Terrans, but they are still the Terrans, and their feelings for the Terrans cannot be separated, they naturally become the protectors and protectors of the Terrans, and take on the heavy responsibility of protecting the inheritance of the Terrans, and begin to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, and do the Tao for the heavens-

After a great war between Xuanyuan and Chiyou, the Terran was stable and calm, followed by the impact of various ideas, coupled with the topography of the Central Plains suitable for the development of the Terran, the rapid development of Terran farming, and the gradual improvement of living standards.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's harem is three thousand, that is not a vase, all of them are strong women, all kinds of problems of the human race, they can solve them, Xuanyuan began to consider the growth and development of the next generation, to put it mildly, it is to create people.

Before, he was busy with the war, and there was a daughter by his side, called Nulu, and now Nulu had an accident, he inquired from all sides, but there was no news, and then Ying Long sent back the news, saying that he was seen by a great power, and felt pitiful, so he brought it to himself, and Ying Long also followed him, so he was relieved.

After that, looking at the three thousand beauties in the harem, how can he leave a bloodline descendant, he still has one hundred and fifty years to squander, why stay idle, and then there is a series of Xuanyuan to create the world, basically every few days, a son or daughter is born, at first, the following ministers or something came to give gifts, but can't stand more, you see, three thousand women, don't count more, each woman has a child, then it has to be three thousand, did they send it?

In the end, they were numb, every woman in Xuanyuan was not a child, and there were children and grandchildren here, and there was infinite scarcity of children and grandchildren, one hundred and fifty years was seven or eight generations, even if the proud people of the Tongtian Sect Master were powerful, in front of Xuanyuan's family, they would be ashamed of themselves.

Moreover, because more and more descendants of Xuanyuan, the relationship is intricate, almost the entire human race is connected, every human race and Xuanyuan are related to each other, up to the courtiers, down to the people, can be said to be Xuanyuan's descendants, when later generations talk about Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, they will bring the ancestors of China. ...,

Because of this, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor did nothing for the next hundred and fifty years except rolling the quilt, but the cohesion of the human race became unprecedented, what did he do? Because the human race became like Xuanyuan's family, he used his children and grandchildren to firmly glue the human race together.

Standing in the heavenly court looking down on the human race, Shen Long sighed: "Back then, I cut off one-third of my own cultivation to continue my connections, but in the end I failed, but I didn't expect to succeed in this way." ”

Shen Long's mind was suddenly, and he murmured as if he had an understanding: "Heaven and earth are ruthless, humanity is treacherous, the relationship between people is the king, my past life and this life, I have struggled alone, people and people...... Relationship...... Relationship ......"

Xi He came out from behind him, crooked on Shen Long's arm and said coquettishly, "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing ......"

Xihe leaned on Shen Long's shoulder, squinted her eyes comfortably, like a well-behaved cat, she leaned lazily on Shen Long, and then said, "I haven't seen my sister for a long time." ”

Shen Long hugged Xihe and said, "Heavenly Court is only one step away from Taiyin, and when we meet, we will go to live in Taiyin for a few days." ”

Xihe suddenly got up, stood opposite Shen Long, glared at Shen Long and said, "I mean you, my sister is waiting for you on Taiyin." ”——

In this way, even if Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor does not need to be managed, but only sits in the town, the human race is also peaceful and calm, and the cultivators of all sects and sects are all selected from the human race as apprentices with luck and qualifications, and then brought to the mountain to cultivate.

In any case, even if the cultivator deliberately distances himself from the world, he can't do without the world, so he can't help but have to come into contact, and this kind of contact, the cultivator is turned into a mortal and does not show supernatural powers, but even so, sometimes it will inevitably leak and be sought after by the world.

In this way, the status of the cultivator in the human race soared, even if he could have one or two supernatural powers, he would be honored as an immortal, and in the impression of the human race, the immortal was mysterious, ethereal, and high.

This also makes the human race yearn for becoming immortals, and the persistence of immortality and ascending.

Among them, there is such a group of people, for the ethereal immortality, far away from the world, looking for the immortal mountain. Among them is such a person, his name is Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen, a young man from a small tribe of the human race, when all the sects chose disciples, he was unfortunate and was not selected, but as the legend of the immortals became more and more mysterious in the human race, a belief suddenly emerged in his heart, he wanted to present, he wanted to break through some kind of shackles, incarnate into an immortal, and live forever.

Despite the persuasion of his family tribe, he still embarked on the road of seeking immortals, and he remembered that the old man of the tribe said that immortals did not like to walk around in the red dust, and generally cultivated in the immortal mountains of the cave mansion, so he began to search for the immortal mountains.

He will not let go of those famous, nameless, strange, or occasional visions, and he will inquire about the legends and deeds of the immortals in many ways along the way, even if many of the legends and deeds of the Dao are false, or none of them are true, but in the face of this illusory opportunity, he is unwilling to give up.

He went through hardships along the way, and many times, he remembered the look of loss, worry, and fear on his family's face when he left, and he wanted to retreat, but then the temptation of Cheng Xian quickly took over, and his eyes became more determined.

He lay on the ground, rested for a moment, then grabbed the weeds around him and continued on his way. Since he usually searched in the mountains and had no family, he used the quilt as a bed every day, and there was no food, so he could only pick some wild fruits or simply eat some wild grass. That's how to eat and sleep all day long.

On this day, Zhang Bairen was hungry, thirsty and tired, he climbed halfway up the mountain, his feet slipped, his center of gravity was lost, and suddenly the world was spinning, unconscious, and when he woke up, he saw himself lying in a wide and bright cave. ...,

"The Tao can be the way, the very way, the name can be named, the name is not named, the nameless, the beginning of all things ......"

In the unfamiliar cave, Zhang Bairen became alert, and looked around, and suddenly a voice came, although the voice was small, but it was like a pearl of words, imprinting his heart, Zhang Bairen was frightened in his heart, and couldn't help shouting: "Who?"

There was no response, Zhang Bairen listened carefully, it was that kind of voice again, if there was nothing, it seemed to be in a dream, but if he listened carefully, his ears seemed to be rumbling, deafening.

But after all, this voice is the voice of preaching, it has its own mysteries, Zhang Bairen endured his deafness, his mind was calm, in fact, this voice went straight to the soul, there was no sound in the outside world, his ears were deaf but an illusion.

Zhang Bairen's soul is tenacious and stagnant, but his soul is weak after all, and he gradually gets lost in it, and then he seems to have a dream, in the dream, a big rune flashed, gathered into a golden book that penetrates the heavens and the earth, although he doesn't know the words, but he can understand it, this golden book is called [Hundred Forbearance Sutra].

When he woke up for the second time, he was lying at the foot of the mountain, and the experience in his mind was like a dream, but in his memory, the [Hundred Forbearance Sutra] seemed to be imprinted on his soul and could not be forgotten.

He didn't understand what the hell was going on, maybe it was a legendary chance, right?

Subsequently, Zhang Bairen returned to the clan and began his cultivation journey......

Zhang Bairen's appearance was like a wave in the long river of fate, even the saint didn't notice it, but Shen Long saw it, he looked at Zhang Bairen in the Nether with a strange face, and said with a wry smile: "Hundred forbearance, hundred forbearance, hundred patience, and finally a positive result, this is really a superlative." ”