The desolate world is not under the mountain.

Several magnificent tribes are scattered across the land, and there are many people within them.

Since that day when Tang Hao used ice to extinguish the energy storm, the Great Wilderness Terran has once again returned to its former prosperity.

And after the storm disappeared, the glaciers slowly melted, turning into streams to moisten the barren land and bring some life.

There is a shortage of water in the Great Wilderness, and with glaciers, these human beings will have a place to settle in the future, whether it is farming or drinking.

For a while, for the gods who guarded them, the Great Wilderness Terran was even more grateful in their hearts.

When the sun rises and the sun sets, they gather at the foot of the cliff and bow down to the totem bathed in the light of the stars.

Since the Terrans have their own totems, the demon beasts who used to treat the Terrans as desserts from time to time have also converged a lot.

Although many demon beasts didn't believe that the big hand master of the day would care about the offerings of the weak human race, they didn't dare to gamble either.

It's okay to eat a few less Terrans, in case you are wiped out because of your appetite, it will be more than worth the loss!

When night falls, the sun hangs in the sky.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, a man in a beast robe stood outside a house in the tribe, looking up at the mountain wall not far away.

The big hand totem around the sun, moon and stars emitted a faint glow in the starlight, covering several Terran tribes.

"It's a pity that my human race is weak, and I don't have a way to cultivate, so I can't do anything for the gods."

With a sigh of regret, a hint of contemplation flashed on Zhisheng's weather-beaten face like a knife.

Since the birth of the human race, the living environment has been extremely difficult.

As one of the three ancestors of the human race, the Zhisheng clan knows a truth in his heart, that is, there is no help in the world for no reason.

Hongjun preached in order to collect luck.

Nuwa created people for the sake of merit and sanctification.

Even the former Pangu God, the original intention of opening the world was to get himself out of chaos.

Although the Zhisheng clan still doesn't know the true identity of the gods, they are definitely the top existence in the Flood Wilderness!

This kind of existence is already high.

Bowing down every day doesn't seem to make much sense to this kind of existence.

In order to protect the tribe for a long time, the Zhisheng clan began to think about how they could express their gratitude to the gods other than to bow down every day.

On the tribute?

But in addition to grains and grains in the tribe, the best food is only the flesh and blood of some ordinary demon beasts.

I don't think the gods will even look at these things, right?

Sighing helplessly, Zhisheng glanced around, except for the houses made of wood, there were only some textile fabrics.

Compared with the human races in other places above the desolate land, these human races under the Buzhou Mountain are in the worst condition.

Located in the remote wilderness of the far west, not only the land is barren, but also surrounded by fierce beasts.

In addition, Buzhou Mountain is the birthplace of several ancestors of the Wu Clan, which has caused the number of the Great Wilderness Terran to decrease dramatically, and it has become the smallest ethnic group among the three major Terrans in the Flood Wilderness.

If it weren't for the protection of the gods, the Great Wilderness Terran would probably have had little left of the previous two disasters.

"By the way, I don't know if the gods of that thing can look down on it."

At this moment, as if he had thought of something, the Zhisheng clan turned around and walked towards the wooden house.

He discovered the technique of knitting, built houses, and sowed seeds in farming, and not only was he improved by merit feedback, but he also received a magic weapon from heaven.

This magic weapon is not only available to him, but also to the other two ancestors of the Honghuang.

Shennong's tasted a hundred herbs, made plows, planted grains, made great contributions, and obtained an ancient tripod that could refine immortal medicine.

The Suiren clan tamed animal husbandry, established the heavenly stem, led the heavenly fire, ended the history of the human race Ru Mao drinking blood, and obtained a green lantern that burned the karmic fire.

And the Zhisheng clan has obtained a map of Kyushu society that records mountains, rivers, birds, animals, sun, moon and stars!

.....

"Why are there two more patterns?"

In the bathroom, Tang Hao, who was shirtless, looked at his chest and was a little dumbfounded for a while.

I saw that on the mountain on my chest, in addition to the big hand that originally held the sun, moon and stars, there were two more patterns at this time!

A giant bird with a noble aura stands on the top of the mountain, spreading its wings!

The giant bird is all green, and its feathers are distinct, full of dreams and magnificence!

In addition, in the southeast and northwest of the mountain, four sharp long swords are suspended in the air, forming a sword array to set off the mountain!

The originally thick and majestic mountain actually brought a trace of scarlet at this time, and wisps of red light surrounded the mountain!

Endless killing aura came out from the surface of his skin, and just by looking at it, Tang Hao only felt his eyes tingle!

The next moment, an earth-shattering sword array appeared in Tang Hao's mind!

The sea of blood in the sword array was surging, countless immortals wailed, and the Buddha all fell!

The endless killing qi almost made Tang Hao's heart lose his mind!

What a terrifying four swords!

Suddenly closing his eyes, Tang Hao's heart was terrified to the extreme!

I just went out of the door, why did the pattern on this chest change so terrifying!?

Just looking at it and you can't stand it, it's a fantasy!

It was a quarter of an hour before the horrific scene in my mind slowly dissipated.

Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't dare to look at his chest anymore, but moved elsewhere.

He hurriedly picked up his clothes and put them on, and he breathed a sigh of relief until the pattern on his chest disappeared.

What the hell is going on?!

Tang Hao, who had calmed down, was full of doubts.

He clearly remembered that when he took a shower in the morning, the picture on his chest was just a mountain carved with big hands, sun, moon and stars.

It's only been less than half a day, and not only has it become clearer, but how can there be an extra blue bird and four terrifying swords?

Thinking of the noble and mysterious blue bird on the top of the mountain just now, Tang Hao turned his head sharply and looked at the living room.

A glass box sits on top of the living room coffee table, covered with a blanket.

When I left in the morning, didn't I just see a little girl who called herself Qingluan in the box?

Could it be that the change in the pattern on her chest is because of her?

What about the four terrifying swords that exude an infinite murderous aura?

The next moment, an elegant-looking man appeared in Tang Hao's mind.

Did the four long swords around the mountain appear because of the man who asked for his road number?

Wait a minute!

The four swords before won't be the legendary... The Four Swords of Zhuxian ?!!

With a violent tremor in his heart, the name of the Tongtian Sect Master suddenly flashed in Tang Hao's heart!

The Adam's apple agitated slightly, Tang Hao looked at the box in the living room, his hands trembling slightly.

Myself in the morning, and the legendary Babel Master... Got a conversation?

For a while, Tang Hao felt a little dizzy.

No wonder Tang Hao reacted like this.

After thinking that the man in the Taoist robe who looked very elegant before might be one of the legendary Three Qings, the master of the sect interception, and one of the six great saints of the Flood Wilderness, Tang Hao himself felt a little absurd.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao forcibly calmed himself down.

There were too many strange facts that had happened in the past two days, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Soon, Tang Hao, who had calmed down, remembered another suspicious point.

The man who was suspected of being the leader of the Tongtian Sect before seemed to have something wrong with his attitude when he asked about his Dao number.

If that man was the legendary Tongtian Sect Master, why would he talk to him in an ordinary tone?

Even Tang Hao vaguely heard a hint of jealousy!

Don't...... Can't even the Heavenly Sect Master see his true identity?