Chapter 142: Nuwa Moves the Dojo

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Nuwa stopped preaching, and Fuxi naturally sensed it.

"Hehe, the Wu clan has a good plan! It's a pity, it can be regarded as indirectly helping the human race!"

Nuwa smiled and told Zu Wu what he had done.

I don't know the specific situation, the Heavenly Dao in the Pangu Hall can't be sensed, and there is no Heavenly Machine.

may have counted the actions of the Wu clan outside the Pangu Palace, and seeing that they took the ancestors away, Nuwa guessed some of the ancestors' thoughts.

"Haha, that's true!"

Hearing Nuwa's story, Fu Xi also laughed, it was rare for Zuwu to be smart, but he didn't expect to be smart but was mistaken by cleverness.

"A hundred years pass quickly, and there is not much time left, my brother is comprehending for a while!"

"Good!"

But look at the witch side,

It was also the Terran who sent the ancestors back to the place where the Terrans gathered, informed them of the situation, and designated a radius of hundreds of millions of miles as Terran territory.

The three elders were ecstatic, the secret path was worthy of the human ancestor, with this territory of hundreds of millions of miles, the human ancestor finally had a place to live.

After settling down, the confused Terrans began to recover, and the Terrans once again showed their vitality.

After Renzu told him, he returned to Pangu Hall with Xizi again, and he was still needed for the alliance between the people and witches after March.

Although Dijiang was suspected of using the Terrans, he was really good to the Terrans, and sent many people to teach the Terrans to practice combat skills.

The human race has no mana, and it is somewhat similar to the Wu clan, and with the help of the Wu clan, they began to refine their physical bodies and contain the power of blood and qi.

Only when the power of flesh and blood is strong can the powerful power of the Wu clan's combat skills be brought into play.

Just like the Wu clan that stopped the human ancestor that day, although he had no mana, with the power of blood and qi, the human ancestor who was a golden immortal had no power to fight back.

March passed quickly, and it was Dijiang's decision to take care of the human race.

Regardless of what happened in the blink of an eye, on this day, outside the Pangu Palace,

A huge altar towered with a statue of Pangu on it, and many corpses of immortal beasts were sacrificed under the altar.

"God the Father is supreme, the way of heaven is above, my Wu clan has made an alliance with the human race today, watch and help each other, the father and God will learn from it, and the way of heaven will learn from it!"

This is the first time since Zuwu was born that the way of heaven is above, and in order to be able to restrain Nuwa, Dijiang also let go of his pride.

The rest of the ancestral witches, especially Zhu Rong, looked dissatisfied, and secretly complained about why the eldest brother still worshiped the way of heaven!

"This... ”

Hongjun, who was meditating, opened his eyes, his eyes were stunned, and he was a little confused.

Someone announces the way of heaven, and Hongjun will feel it.

As soon as my mind moved, I knew what was going on, and I couldn't cry or laugh.

I didn't expect the human race to be cut off by the Wu clan, and I couldn't help but sigh, the fate is unpredictable!

Originally, in the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, the human race did have entanglements with the Wu race, but it was not when it was just born, and the human race had already formed a certain scale at that time.

After Shi Chen created the human world, this general trend should have changed, according to Hongjun's previous plan, when the human race leaves Zhou Mountain, he will secretly drag him to the human world.

Then the seal of the human world is broken, and the human race smoothly enters the master, so that it can develop with peace of mind, and the great powers of all parties can also enter the human world to preach and assist the human race in progress.

I didn't expect that before I left Zhoushan, I had already been entangled with the Wu clan, and the people and witches formed an alliance, so what should the human world do?

There was no interference during this period of time, and the Heavenly Dao developed into the original general trend again.

Hongjun was still thinking about how to deal with it, when he suddenly heard,

"Boom!"

The roar of heaven should be an alliance between people and witches.

This is not Hongjun's decision, but the decision of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao is the most public, does not endanger the flood, what to do to announce the Heavenly Dao, generally will agree, all things are within the Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun shook his head, let him go, Tiandao has responded, and Hongjun can't interfere,

The hour has left the flood wilderness, I don't know when it will return, it seems that the general trend is unchangeable, not all refers to the heavenly punishment constraints,

Just like a system, after the artificial deviation from the direction, it will be automatically corrected, and everything has already been set.

And in front of the Pangu Palace,

After Tiandao's reaction, the covenant with the human race was officially established, and Di Jiang suddenly felt that the Wu clan seemed to be a little different, and he couldn't tell where it was.

The other ancestral witches all had the same sense, but they didn't know why, and they looked at each other, full of doubts in their hearts.

Ren Zu didn't feel anything, it was just the reaction of the Heavenly Dao, which made the Human Ancestor more in awe of the Heavenly Dao.

The Emperor's proclamation did not spread throughout the famine, but if there was a great power to deduce the human race, it could be calculated.

The powers who secretly paid attention to the human race were all surprised, and the last time the divine thought was destroyed, they did not give up, but were even more curious about what the Wu clan wanted to do.

As a result, they never thought that they couldn't figure out why the Wu Clan was willing to form an alliance without the weak Terran Race, especially since the Terran was still created by the rival Demon Clan Nuwa.

But they are not stupid, they believe that the Wu Clan must have discovered the special features of the Terran and paid more attention to the Terran.

Because of the lesson last time, this group of people didn't dare to wander around the Pangu Palace, so they could only watch from afar.

Renzu didn't stay in the Wu Clan for too long, so he returned to the Terran, as the master of the Terran, Renzu always cared about the development of the Terran.

This time with the Wu clan, the safety of the ancestors is solved, and the rest is how to develop.

The human race is equivalent to a primitive society at this time, and what women do is give birth to children, men hunt, find food, and learn war skills from the Wu clan.

The ancestors of the people looked at the various races in the flood wilderness, and thought that if the human race wanted to become strong, the number of the tribe must first be increased, and now in the flood wilderness, except for the beasts of heaven and earth, which race is not the lowest ten billion tribesmen,

In the blink of an eye, forty-five years have passed, and when it comes to Nuwa's chaotic opening of the dojo,

And the Terrans have grown to hundreds of thousands, not counting those who died halfway.

The mortality rate of newborns among the Terrans is as high as 70%, and most of them are sick and die, or are devoured by monsters.

There is no way to avoid this thing, the newborn people have no power to resist, and despite the help of the Wu clan, they will not cure the disease.

The Wu clan is unable to have children, and is born in the blood pool, and is born with the strength equivalent to that of a heavenly immortal, and it is impossible to get sick at all.

And such a simple question is the biggest difficulty of the human race, there is no way, they are all ordinary people.

In the next twenty years, there were a lot fewer cases of being devoured by demon beasts, because most of the Terran males learned the power of blood and the Wu clan's combat skills from the Wu clan, and their combat effectiveness was greatly improved.

And the learning ability of the human race can't help but make the Wu clan embarrassed, and you can understand at a glance that the Wu clan's combat skills have also been improved by the ancestors, which is more suitable for the human race.

At this time, the human ancestor really had the strength of the Golden Immortal, and the ordinary Wu clan was not his opponent, it was only fifty years!

The improved combat skills of the ancestors are called "martial arts", a new method of fighting that is most suitable for the human race.

A hundred years have passed, and the disciples of the saints and the great powers of the Flood Wilderness Scattered Cultivators have all rushed to the chaos, ready to watch Nuwa open up the dojo.

This is the first time that you have the opportunity to observe a saint up close, and you don't want to miss it, what if you realize the chance of sanctification?

The cultivation of these scattered cultivators is not low, and many quasi-saints in the middle stage, or in the late stage of the mixed yuan golden immortal, there is only one Hongmeng purple qi between them and the saint disciples.

Because the mid-stage of the quasi-saint has already stuck a large number of people, including Yuan Shi, Hongyun and others, the latecomers have caught up, and they have not yet progressed.

And the saint's disciple, that is, Nuwa's senior brother, came to ask about the opportunity to become holy.

Everyone has not been sanctified, and it is reasonable to say on the face, but if someone is sanctified, it shows that he is incompetent, which is obviously unacceptable to everyone.

The space fluctuated, dressed in white, and the glorious and holy Nuwa emerged from the space, and everyone did not have a trace of induction, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, sure enough, all the saints were ants!

"This saint opened up the dojo, it is the guidance of the Heavenly Dao, welcome everyone to come!"

The voice was tactful, like a warbler's cry, and everyone's attention was obviously not here, looking at Nuwa expectantly, preparing to move.

Nuwa didn't let them hurry, raised her hand to the chaos in front of her, and snorted softly,

"Chaos is scattered, space is open!"