Three hundred years later, Feng Zichen's heart moved, and he suddenly punched a magic seal against the void.

Suddenly, the spirit beasts that were attacking the Terran tribe in all directions, as if they had received an order, retreated to the Zichen Cave Heaven one after another.

And after the death of those spirit beasts, the innate qi scattered between heaven and earth also began to regather and fly into the Five Elements Creation Pool.

As long as a new Creation Spiritual Liquid is born, it can once again appear in the form of a spirit beast.

After doing all this, Feng Zichen walked outside and said to everyone: "Elders, this wave of spirit beasts has come to an end, and I should go out and have a look." ”

However, when he walked to the door of the main hall, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly paused and continued to speak to everyone.

"In addition, in the future, every hundred years, there will be a small-scale group of spirit beasts attacking, and every thousand years, there will be a large-scale group of spirit beasts. ”

"The small-scale group of spirit beasts is specially prepared by me for the clansmen who have never been immortal. ”

"Therefore, when the time comes, I hope that the elders can restrain their subordinates well, and don't let the immortals who have achieved the Heavenly Immortal Dao Cause help the clansmen survive this calamity. ”

"As for the large-scale group of spirit beasts, the scale is the same as this one, and it is what I have prepared for the clansmen of the entire ancestral land. ”

"When the time comes, the elders can stay in the ancestral temple with peace of mind. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Zichen's tone suddenly became cold, and he warned everyone: "If I find out that someone violates this order and makes a move without permission, don't blame me for not being merciful!"

"Yes! I understand!" is about the future of the human race, and everyone also knows the severity, so they will not disobey Feng Zichen's orders and act wantonly.

Standing outside the ancestral temple, Feng Zichen looked out and took in the entire human race.

"Not bad, but it's better than I expected!"

In this wave of spirit beasts, although many clansmen were killed by spirit beasts and lost their cultivation, more clansmen got the opportunity to baptize their bodies with the spiritual liquid of creation and enhance their own heritage.

In the final analysis, Feng Zichen's purpose in creating spirit beasts is mainly to give the clansmen a chance, but this opportunity has to be obtained by one's own ability.

The strength of the spirit beast is far inferior to that of the fierce beast, and even the strength of most of the clansmen is not comparable. As long as you deal with it with your heart, it is not difficult to kill the spirit beast.

As for those clansmen who were killed by spirit beasts, as long as they were not unlucky, were far beyond their own realm, or were besieged by a large number of spirit beasts, they could only be said to be wastes and hopeless.

Feng Zichen was not ready to care about them anymore, and was ready to let them fend for themselves.

The only one who can save them is himself.

"Wind Scar, you go to the Wind Clan tribe and bring these two to me. After half a ring, Feng Zichen thought of the two Terran youths, and his heart moved, and he said to the wind marks in the distance.

Two hundred years have passed, and Feng Zichen naturally knows the origins of the two teenagers, both of whom are from the Feng family. And the wind mark is the person who is now in charge of the surname Feng.

Naturally, the images of two teenagers appeared in front of Fengji's eyes.

Just as he was about to refine the wind marks of the spiritual liquid, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, and his face couldn't help but change greatly, and then, when he heard Feng Zichen's voice, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said:

"Yes, Patriarch, I'll do it right away!"

As he spoke, he didn't care about refining the spiritual liquid, so he immediately set off to the Feng tribe and picked up people.

"Jie and Xiong, what a great name!" With a soft voice, Feng Zichen returned to the ancestral temple, waiting for the arrival of the two.

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"Patriarch, I have brought the people. ”

Three days later, Fengji took two men and a woman to the outside of the ancestral temple, and shouted towards the hall with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Come in together!" Laughing in his heart, Feng Zichen opened the door of the hall casually.

"Patriarch, don't blame me, it's ......" As soon as he came in, Feng Scar pointed to the girl beside him, as if he wanted to explain something to Feng Zichen.

"Well, I know about it, and I don't blame you. Waving his hand, Feng Zichen interrupted what he was about to say: "You go down first!"

"Yes, patriarch!" Seeing that Feng Zichen didn't blame him for bringing one more person, the embarrassed look on Feng Scar's face disappeared, and he bowed again and retreated.

"What's the name of the three of you?" waited for Feng Scar to walk away, and then Feng Zichen asked the three of them.

"Feng's surname is Feng Shijie, and I've seen the patriarch!" bowed, and the white-clothed young man said.

"Feng's surname is Jiang Shixiong (Hui), I've seen the patriarch!" The black-clothed young man and the uninvited girl are brother and sister, and after Fengjie, they also bow to Feng Zichen.

"Heroes of the ages, heroes of all ages?" After seeing the two of them with his own eyes, Feng Zichen seemed to see two rays of light from them, shining on the past and the present, immortal.

In a trance, two earth-shattering figures appeared in front of Feng Zichen's eyes.

One is like the center of the heavens, the world revolves around him, and wherever he goes, he is the focal point, dazzling, with endless brilliance emanating from it, covering all the light of the world.

One is domineering and heroic, and the eternal spirit is all over his body, and the image of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appears under his feet, and a fierce aura overflows from his body, as if he wants to kill everything.

In their bodies, the human luck gathered, the wishes of all living beings flowed, and the prayers and sacrifices of all the people came, and countless calls came, forming two grand voices:

"Renjie!" "Renxiong!"

After a long while, Feng Zichen came back to his senses and looked at the two of them again, all the visions disappeared, as if everything was an illusion.

Of course, this is not an illusion, this is a hint of human luck, informing him that these two people are the sons of luck born from the luck of the human race, and they undertake the mission of rejuvenating the human race.

"It turns out that this is the origin of Renjie and Renxiong, in order to commemorate them, future generations will call the outstanding clansmen Renjie and Renxiong!"

At this moment, Feng Zichen figured out something.

Jie and Xiong were originally just ordinary words, but because of the existence of these two people in front of them, they were endowed with extraordinary meaning, became no longer ordinary, and affected future generations for endless years.

"Is this history?" and so on, in later generations, the words that represent special meanings are probably hidden behind them.

"What about that little girl, why does it give me a special feeling?" Withdrawing his gaze from Feng Jie and Jiang Xiong, Feng Zichen looked at Jiang Hui on the side.

No matter why she appeared here, since she came, it meant that she had a relationship with Feng Zichen, but Feng Zichen didn't find anything special about her.

The sun and the moon appeared in both eyes, and Feng Zichen cast the sun and moon divine pupils and looked at Jiang Hui.

"Sure enough, there is a problem!"

Under the gaze of the Sun and Moon Divine Pupils, Feng Zichen found that Jiang Hui's body was shrouded in a layer of mist, completely covering the secrets on her body.

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