The Terrans, a weak race, the newborn humans are not even as strong as an ordinary beast, and even then the Terrans survive in the desolate world with their great fertility. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is precisely because of this that in the human race, the status of women is much higher than that of men, and women who can give birth are naturally in the upper position than men in this cruel world, and the leaders of all human gathering places are basically women, and the whole human race is a matriarchal society.

Relying on their strong fertility and the wisdom that they could obtain without cultivation, the human race gradually barely survived on the Flood Desolate Continent with a weak body.

Looking at such a human race, Zhang Xinyu really couldn't think of how the human race could dominate the future generations.

But now Zhang Xinyu is not thinking about these, but how to improve the survival probability of the Terran baby, although he can use supernatural powers to help the Terran, but that is just a palliative way to cure the root cause, once Zhang Xinyu and Hanyu leave the Terran and return to the current state.

Soon this problem was solved by the Terrans themselves, and a certain gathering place of the Terrans invented a method of drilling wood to make fire, and after having a flame that could be used freely, the Terrans had the guarantee of heating in winter, and the mortality rate of infants and the elderly was reduced a lot.

"Flames?" Zhang Xinyu looked at the burning fire and the Terrans dancing around it.

The dance danced by the human race is not a beautiful dance, not even a little bit related to beauty, the dance is full of wildness and unrestrainedness, and the desire for life is more clearly expressed.

"Lord God's Envoy, won't you go down and dance?" a young man shyly invited Zhang Xinyu.

The young man's name was Fengxi, and it was he who invented drilling wood to make fire, so that the human race could use fire at will, ending the era when all human races ate raw meat and drank blood.

Only those immortal cultivators can make fires together, all fires are extremely precious, not to mention relying on fire for heating and cooking, most of the human race gathering places don't even have a single fire, and it's just because of the emergence of drilling wood for fire that the human race has walked out of the wilderness and developed on the road of civilization.

Zhang Xinyu squinted at the shy young man in front of him, if Zhang Xinyu's memory was not wrong, the young man surnamed Feng in front of him was the Suiren clan of later generations, one of the ancestors of human civilization, and the head of the three emperors of the human race.

"Lord Divine Envoy, aren't you going to dance?" Feng Xi asked again when he saw Zhang Xinyu looking at him without answering.

Feng Xi looked at Zhang Xinyu with a hot face, compared to those women of the human race, Zhang Xinyu was so beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't help but want to get closer.

"Don't you go, I'm a little tired today, I don't want to move. Zhang Xinyu shook his head and said, "Why don't you dance, maybe that girl will take a fancy to you." ”

Zhang Xinyu looked at Hanyu dancing in the distance, with Hanyu as the center, the men and women around him circled one after another, the scene of thousands of people fogging together was very spectacular, and there was no law in the dance, so Hanyu was like a cheerful butterfly, and everyone else was writhing their bodies as they wanted.

"I'm staying here with the Divine Envoy. Feng Xi lowered his head and replied, in fact, the men and women dancing can be said to be courting each other, and dancing is just a means to sell themselves, of course, Hanyu doesn't count, she just joins in the fun.

"Anyway, how did you come up with this method of drilling wood for fire? Zhang Xinyu asked curiously.

For millions of years, Zhang Xinyu has forgotten the cold and heat, and she has no longer cared about the changes of the four seasons, making her ignore the fact that the human race is basically ordinary people, thus forgetting that people need warmth.

"Actually, I didn't know what was going on at first, but I just saw the lightning slash on the tree and started a fire, so I wanted to see if there was another way to ignite the branches, but it never worked. Until one day. Feng Xi said with excitement on his face: "That day, I polished some tree poles into weapons as usual, and I found that it was very hot to polish too many branches, so I wondered if I could set the branches on fire, and then I tried my best to polish the branches, and finally I really succeeded in lighting the branches." ”

After listening to this, Zhang Xinyu asked, "Is that so? Didn't anything else happen?"

Feng Xi glanced at Zhang Xinyu strangely and replied, "That's it, nothing else happened." ”

Zhang Xinyu shook her head and looked at the night sky, she just thought that Feng Xi's invention of the method of drilling wood to make fire was guided by others, but looking at Feng Xi's appearance was completely accidental, and it also confirmed that all this was a coincidence.

(There are so many calculations out there, even the saints are afraid that the current Terrans are the masters of the future world.) Zhang Xinyu shook off the conspiracy theories in his mind, looked at Fengxi and asked, "Do you want to cultivate immortals?"

"Cultivating immortals?" Feng Xi was stunned for a moment, and then said with a look of ecstasy: "I think, I want to think very much, I ask God to give me the secret method of cultivating immortals." ”

There are very few immortal cultivators in the human race, there is only one in ten people, and only one immortal can appear in more than a thousand people, and there are only three Da Luo Jin Immortals in the entire human race, and it is conceivable that the gap between the strength and weakness of the human race is huge, and those three Da Luo Jin Immortals are still guided by the passing quasi-saints to have such achievements, and the one who guides them is the powerful Zhen Yuanzi.

When he heard that Zhang Xinyu wanted to teach himself to cultivate immortals, Feng Xi would be so excited.

Zhang Xinyu thought about it and told Feng Xi a set of basic methods of tuning, this set of methods of tuning was temporarily created by Zhang Xinyu according to the common points of a large number of supernatural classics in demon beasts, as for how far Feng Xi could cultivate, she herself didn't know, and she didn't even know if it was suitable for human cultivation, she completely planned to let Feng Xi be a white mouse experiment.

(Don't blame me!After all, I'm a demon clan, I only know the cultivation methods of the demon clan, and I don't know much about the human race, since the human race can cultivate the cultivation methods of the gods, I think the cultivation methods of the demon clan should also be possible.) Zhang Xinyu thought secretly in her heart, but Zhang Xinyu didn't harm Fengxi, what she taught Fengxi was that there was a method of vomiting in various classics of the demon clan, even if Fengxi cultivated, he wouldn't want his life, at most, his achievements were not high.

When Zhang Xinyu was on vacation with the Terrans, the Ten Princes of the Golden Crow left from the Nantian Gate with an angry face, and they were intercepted when they were about to go out from the Nantian Gate, and after finding that they could not leave, they could only go back angrily.

There was a very rare blackness in their angry eyes.

"Luo Meng is right, the other people in Heavenly Court look down on us at all, they only pretend to be respectful to us because of our father and mother, but in fact, they look down on us in their hearts. We have to do something to let them know that we're good. ”

"Even Heavenly Court won't let us out, what can we do?"

"See a few princes, if you want to leave Heavenly Court, Luo Meng has a way!"