"Don't let me down!"

Yang Mei sighed, threw out the clay figure in his hand, and turned into five naked adult men and women after landing on the ground, just by their appearance, the five of them were no different from Nuwa's newly created little dragon man.

But if you look closely, you can see that they are glazed and rigid, completely different from the adult dragons.

And although it is the innate sacredness of the dead and the spirit, it is weak in body and ordinary in blood, just like five strange creatures with the name of innate sacredness and only the reality of the ordinary demon clan the day after tomorrow.

Yang Mei even saw a little bit of the feeling of ordinary people in his previous life, and how rare ordinary people are in the wilderness......

All in all, ridiculously weak!

But it is precisely because they are ridiculously weak that Yang Mei has a strange sense of intimacy with them.

After settling his mind, Yang Mei said loudly to the five people:

"From today onwards, the five of you will be cut off from the Flood Wilderness and completely become creatures of the Earth Immortal Realm."

"And I, I will guide you to develop civilization and gain a firm foothold in the Earth Immortal Realm, maybe in the future you will develop a mature civilization, even more mature than those naturally noble little dragon people......"

Yang Mei's motivational declaration is very emotional, and his words are full of ideals and expectations!

However, he was destined to play the piano to the cow.

Artificial intelligence has no emotion to speak of, and it does not work to motivate with emotion:

The five people present were stunned, looking at Yang Mei's gaze, as if they were looking at a monkey and a clown jumping up and down.

Yang Mei was not embarrassed, even Bai Ze was embarrassed for him, so embarrassed that Bai Ze was about to buckle out of a villa with his feet......

……

does not mention the civilization construction work in the earth fairy world, nor does it mention what happened to the happy little dragons after they ran away from home, not to mention that Nuwa and Taiqing recited the "Qingjing Sutra" to each other.

Keep your eyes on the Netherworld Blood......

Houtu has been living near the Sea of Blood for nearly a Yuan Hui.

Ever since she left the Heavenly Court, she had disappeared and traveled through the desolate world as an ordinary immortal.

Originally, Houtu just wanted to find an opportunity for her [Ming Dao], so she and Nuwa did the same thing, they both wandered incognito in various lich cities, in order to find opportunities in the ordinary life of the people.

However, unlike Nuwa, Houtu's point of observation is not the racial superiority or inferiority of the two lich races, but "death......

Since the day after tomorrow quietly descended, the innate aura content between heaven and earth has been worse day by day.

If Houtu still stays at the level of [Ancestral Witch], then of course she doesn't need to have any sadness, because the Wu clan of the Ancestral Witch family has an immortal body, so there is no worry about longevity, and she will not die of old age at all.

But Houtu is no longer just an ancestor of the Wu clan, I don't know when she began to look at the flood from the perspective of a "sage......

"Death of old age could have been avoided ......"

After walking through one city after another, witnessing one after another ordinary creatures of the demon clan unwillingly dying of old age because they had no chance of immortal path, Houtu finally fell completely silent.

"If the Heavenly Dao wants to be perfected, it is bound to converge the law, and once the chaotic law is perfected, the innate aura will inevitably degenerate into the acquired aura, and as soon as the acquired aura comes out, those who have not become immortals will have a longevity limit."

"If the Heavenly Dao is not born and imperfect, will the heavens and the earth always maintain the infinite happiness of life?"

The sad Houtu suddenly had a great rebellious thought:

"If there is no Heavenly Dao......

"No way!"

Hou Tu shook his head again, and muttered to himself that he denied Fang Cai's idea of rebellion, not because of a taboo, nor because she was afraid of the Zixiao Divine Thunder Package.

Just because she thought of the fundamental role of the Heavenly Dao:

"Before the birth of the Heavenly Dao, it was extremely difficult for the creatures of heaven and earth to give birth to spiritual wisdom, but after the birth of the Heavenly Dao, there were more spiritual wisdom people in the flood wilderness."

In short, the way of heaven was specially created to allow the birth of spiritual wisdom to living beings.

If there is really no Heavenly Dao, the Flood Wilderness will always be the world of the first batch of beings to open the heavens, at most, the ancestral dragon, the ancestral phoenix, and the ancestral unicorn will give their bloodlines and create the three innate clans like a bug.

Ordinary creatures in the wilderness basically have no chance to give birth to spiritual wisdom in their lifetime......

And the perfection of the Heavenly Dao is actually promoting the birth of more soul-intelligent beings.

Houtu thought about it carefully, since the beginning of the acquired era, the number of spiritual beings in the flood desolation has indeed increased more and more, and the number has increased at least 10,000 times compared to the original Zixiao Third Lecture.

And in the future, as the Heavenly Dao becomes more and more perfect, this population will increase by geometric multiples!

Houtu was relieved by this, but couldn't help muttering in his heart:

With so many creatures in the future, will the flood be able to live in the wilderness......

Thinking about it this way, it is not a good thing that those who have not become immortals will die of old age:

Survival of the fittest, the flood will become more and more prosperous!

This is the perspective of a ruler with a high vision.

However, Houtu is not a ruler, and she is only one foot away from the Ming Dao, and she is closer to a "sage" at this time.

The sage is a high-level title for the leader of civilization, he can lead the civilization forward, but the sage is different, the sage is more concerned about the suffering of the world:

The worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world, in this way, there is the posture of a sage!

At this time, Houtu is a sage who is sad because the creatures of the flood will die of old age......

Houtu witnessed the death of living beings in aging, and the Three Treasures of Essence and Spirit gradually collapsed with age, and finally the Three Treasures returned to heaven and earth, and the living beings died at the end of their lives.

However, while mourning, Houtu noticed the phenomenon after the collapse of the Three Treasures:

The essence and qi will return to heaven and earth and become a part of nature, but God will not simply return to heaven and earth.

Because God carries human consciousness, it is the most difficult of the Three Jewels to decompose, and it tends to flutter with instinct, and in most cases, it will completely decompose over hundreds of thousands of years.

However, a small part of them will move along the operation of the qi of heaven and earth, and finally reach the garbage dump and toilet with the help of the breath of filth and bad luck.

It is also known as the Netherworld Blood Sea......

Houtu followed these muddy remnant souls all the way to the sea of blood, and watched them fall into the sea of blood, decomposing little by little in the filthy breath, and finally returning to heaven and earth completely.

It turns out that the sea of blood is not just a toilet with a pile of garbage, it is also silently playing the role of garbage decomposition and recycling......

It was here that Houtu met the famous writer Styx, who returned to his hometown to collect wind and write books!

"Why is he ...... here?"

Houtu's original sad and compassionate expression collapsed in an instant after seeing the blood-red figure:

The "Book of Ancestral Witches" created by this person back then, that is still fresh in her memory!

Sure enough, in Houtu's helpless gaze, Styx's movements suddenly made people see at a glance:

Hoarse screams, blood-red beards and robes, bodies trembling with excitement and excitement, and unspeakable, mindless remnant dancers around them......

It is evident that the great Gram fantasy writer H.W. Lovecraft River was at this time in the midst of his great work, trying to depict the indescribable fear of the unknown.

And all these scenes, even the Innate Divine Houtu, who was only one step away from [Ming Dao], felt like he was blown up!

It's not a fear, it's a normal psychological reaction of not wanting to communicate with a psychopath......

Houtu: ......

Should I say hello or not?

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