Chapter Thirty-Eight: Lao Tzu Descends the Spiritual Fire, and the Suiren Xuandu (I)
Chapter 38 Lao Tzu descends the spiritual fire, and the Suiren is called Xuandu (I)
In the vast desolate world, the demon clan and the witch clan firmly occupied the heaven and earth of the desolation. The demon clan controls the heavenly court, and the witch clan forcibly occupies the earth. The two races continued to expand, and finally almost the entire desolate world was under the control of the two races.
At the beginning, one of the two races controlled the sky and the other dominated the earth, and there was no conflict in the first place. But later, with the continuous expansion of the power of the two clans, it was no longer enough for the demon clan to control one heaven alone, and it was far from satisfying for the witch clan to dominate one land alone.
The two Lich clans have begun to plot each other's territory, and both want to dominate the entire desolate world and become the only overlord between heaven and earth. As a result, the hatred between the Ancestral Witch and the Demon Emperor has also escalated in the constant friction between the two Lich Clans, and they have both regarded each other as their worst enemies and opponents.
As for the human race, the weak human race can only survive barely survive because they live under the desolate land, and they can only rely on the powerful Wu clan. However, because of the dangers in the desolate world, the Terrans can only survive in various dangers every day and continue the race.
"Patriarch, it's not good, the dozen or so people of our tribe who went out to look for food in the morning have encountered a herd of wild beasts, and they have all been eaten by wild beasts. ”
In a Terran gathering place hundreds of miles away from Buzhou Mountain, a Terran ran with a sad face on his face, reporting to their patriarch in frustration.
"What? A dozen people who went out in the morning were killed again? How could this be? This is the fifth time in ten days. Nuwa Niangniang, you have created our human race, but you have allowed all kinds of dangers in this desolation to swallow our people......"
The patriarch of the human race heard the report of the clansmen, beat his chest and feet, and shouted in the direction of the Heavenly Snail Palace with tears on his face.
If Liu Feng was here at the moment, he would definitely be very surprised that this celebrity patriarch actually looked exactly like himself.
That's right, this human patriarch is the first human race that Nuwa personally fabricated when she created a human. At that time, Nuwa was fabricated using Liu Feng as the prototype, so this first human race looked exactly the same as Liu Feng.
At this moment, four or five hundred years have passed since Nuwa created man. Although the Terrans faced various threats in the flood, they still raised the population of the entire Terran to nearly one million. This first Terran was the patriarch of this million-human tribe, called the Suiren clan.
Ordinary human races, because the spiritual energy in the desolate world is sufficient, there are many spiritual grasses, and the lifespan is only one or two hundred years old at most. But the first person of this human race, the Suiren clan, is because he is the first person who was the most carefully fabricated when Nuwa created a man, and there is a lot of Pangu essence and blood in his body, and there are also a lot of Nine Heavens Resting Soil, and his qualifications are very good, so although he has not practiced any advanced exercises, he can live from the time when Nuwa created a man to the present day.
In the past four or five hundred years, this Suiren clan has led the human race, avoiding all kinds of dangers in the desolate land, relying on the powerful Wu tribe to live, and developing and multiplying nearly a million clansmen.
However, the speed of reproduction of the human race is very fast, but the strength of the human race is very weak. At the beginning, some Terran people were quite qualified, because they were early Terrans, and they had more Pangu essence and blood in their bodies, and they were attached to the Wu tribe, and they also trained a group of powerful clansmen by using the exercise methods of the Wu tribe.
Later, as the Terrans continued to reproduce, from generation to generation, the Pangu bloodline became thinner and thinner, and the qualifications of the Terrans became weaker and weaker. Those newly-born Terran babies, because the Pangu essence and blood in their bodies were very weak, were basically no longer able to continue to practice the Wu Clan's method of strengthening their bodies.
At this time, the human race, like the Wu tribe, was still in the stage of drinking blood, and did not know how to use fire to live. The human race saw the strength of the Wu clan, and almost completely lived according to the Wu clan's way of survival. However, the human race is not as pure as the Pangu bloodline of the Wu clan, so it is the same heaven and earth as the Wu clan in terms of strength.
This time, many of the people sent out by the Suiren clan to find food were encountered by various beast herds, and their lives were lost. And then, the more generations the human race reproduces, the thinner the Pangu essence blood in the body, and if you can't practice the Wu clan exercises, you will completely lose the ability to protect yourself.
As soon as he thought of this, the Suiren clan, who was the patriarch of the entire human race, looked up at the sky every day, and called out loudly, hoping that the Nuwa Niangniang of the Snail Palace in those thirty-three days could be heard.
In the thirty-three days of the Snail Palace, Nuwa Niangniang sat in the treasure hall, left and right were the maids transformed by Baoyu, and in front of her was a child transformed by the innate treasure spirit bead, also called the spirit bead. Next to her sat her brother, the demon god Fuxi.
"Listen, the patriarch of the human race, the Suiren clan, is screaming again, the noise is dead, the noise is dead!"
His Royal Highness's spirit beads muttered a small mouth, covered his ears with his pink little hands, and complained to Nuwa Niangniang, who was sitting in the hall.
"Eh, there are many dangers in the desolate land, and the human race does not know how to cultivate. In the past, he was still able to rely on the Wu tribe and learn the method of Pangu True Body cultivation of the Wu Clan, but now, there are fewer and fewer Pangu essence blood in the human bloodline, and the method of Pangu True Body is no longer feasible. If this continues, the human race will be gradually wiped out, so what can I do, what can I do!"
Nuwa Niangniang heard Lingzhuzi's complaint, and also looked at the Suiren clan under the desolate land, sighed, and said leisurely.
"Sister, this human race is indeed too weak, not to mention the countless demon beasts in the desolate world, even the ordinary beasts are not something that ordinary human beings can deal with. It has not been easy for the human race to develop to this point in the past four or five hundred years, but now it is indeed in danger of being wiped out. ”
The demon god Fu Xi on the side also sighed and said, In the past hundreds of years, how could Nuwa and he not care about the development of the human race? Seeing that the human race is attached to the Wu clan, practicing the method of Pangu's true body, and multiplying to the point where it is now close to one million, Nuwa and Fu Xi are also very pleased.
But now, the method of Pangu's true body is no longer suitable for the cultivation of the human race, and the human race is also facing a huge crisis.
"So what? Although I am a saint, the fate of a clan is arranged by heaven, so how can I interfere at will?"
Nuwa didn't want to do her best as a saint to help the human race gradually become stronger, but once a saint is said to be a saint, under the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, she can't interfere in the affairs of the desolate world at will. Moreover, to change the status quo of an entire human race, it is not something that Nuwa can easily do.
"That'...... What about Lao Tzu, the Taiqing sage in the Zixiao Palace above the Thirty-Three Days? He is a human ancestor and a saint who has become holy by virtue of his teaching, so he should have some protection for the human race. ”
Fu Xi shook his hand and pointed at it, it was the people in the Zixiao Palace who were talking about the thirty-three days above the sect ancestor Lao Tzu.
"Senior Brother Lao Tzu......"
Nuwa's eyes condensed, and she also looked in the direction of the thirty-three days Zixiao Palace, and then as if she saw something, she smiled and said to Fu Xi: "Brother, please look! Senior Brother Lao Tzu has already sought development for the human race......