The first volume of the Flood Continent is a young Shennong, who collects apprentices and passes on his art
In his previous life, Lin Qing had a dream, he hoped that one day he could be like a hero, falling from the sky when others were in danger of their lives, and then shouting.
"Stop!"
This time, he can come heroically, although he is not dressed in white.
The speed of the black-veined white tiger was very fast, and it reached the young man's chest and abdomen in the blink of an eye, but Lin Qing's speed was even faster, like a streamer interspersed in, and he stepped on the black-veined white tiger's hideous mouth and stepped into the dirt.
The movements are brutal and aggressive, the momentum is mighty and domineering, and he doesn't have to look back to know that the red phoenix behind him must be full of little stars.
"How can you be more beasts than beasts!" The complaints floating in his ears directly caused the cow to be coaxed Lin Qing into petrification.
"Don't be afraid! You're all right. Lin Qing smiled gently, stretched out his hand to help the panicked young man up, and gave him a casual glance, but it suddenly made him fall into deep thought.
The young man looked very ordinary, even a little wooden, without any brilliance, but Lin Qing always felt that the young man's eyebrows were very similar to a person he knew.
I felt that this thing was wonderful, and it was inexplicable, but it was extremely accurate, so he asked about the boy's background.
"Little brother, what's your name?"
The young man smiled innocently, leaked a row of neat teeth, and said, "Big brother, thank you for saving me, I am from a distant human race, my name is Shennong!"
"What did you say your name was?" Lin Qing petrified again on the spot.
"My name is Shennong!" the boy grinned.
Shennong, could it be a young man who has no cultivation and looks like a wooden? Lin Qing was a little unconvinced.
"I'm afraid he's really Shennong!" Poison Kunlun's voice sounded a little solemnly.
"Impossible, if he is really a master's previous life, how can he not be interested in cultivating, if he is really Shennong, then where did my cultivation come from!" Lin Qing still didn't believe it.
Poison Kunlun said: "Xiuwei, you teach him!"
"You mean!" Lin Qing seemed to be struck by lightning, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Shennong's cultivation method may have been passed on to him by me, but my cultivation was obviously taught by Emperor Shennong, how can this be explained." ”
"Reincarnation! One of the wireless possibilities of time!" said Poison Kunlun lightly.
"The world space is made up of infinite time fragments, the future is not necessarily the future, it may be the past, the past is not necessarily the past, it may be the future. The universe is too big, the mysteries are endless, and perhaps this is just one of the infinite possibilities of time. ”
"As the so-called Buddhism has a cloud: who was me before I was born? Who was I when I was born? Stinky boy, you and Emperor Shennong, who is whose master, who is whose apprentice, who can tell clearly!"
A series of sermons made Lin Qing seem to understand whether he understood or not, and he said in a bit of confusion: "You mean to say that Emperor Shennong may be my master or my apprentice!, so what should I do next?"
"Take this young man as an apprentice and pass on the Shennong Exercises to him!" said Poison Kunlun.
Lin Qing's cultivation was all given by Shennong, and now he handed it over to the latter, so he didn't have any scruples, and nodded and agreed immediately.
"Little brother, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"
Hearing this, Shennong was stunned for a moment, and said a little sneeringly: "Big brother, is it okay? I'm from the human race?"
"What about the Terrans, what about the Terrans?" Lin Qing asked puzzled.
Poison Kunlun said: "Stupid, at this time, in the desolate land, not long after the creation of the Great Sage of Nuwa, the power of the human race is weak and pitiful, and it is not recognized by the people of the Wu clan. Just as you humans don't treat animals as your own kind, the Witch Race also regards the Terrans as heretics and doesn't accept them at all!"
Knowing the reason, Lin Qing was also relieved, and he still smiled gently: "How about the human race, little brother, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"
"Yes, willing!" Shennong's eyes were red with excitement, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, all along, he had been snubbed and blinded by the people of the Wu Clan, and now someone did not discriminate against him and treated him with sincerity, he couldn't help but be a little moved.
Lin Qing helped him up and said, "The teacher's name is Hou Yi, and he is the young leader of the Dongyi clan, so you will be in the middle of it with me in the future!"
"Master, I'm ......" Shennong drooped his head, a little embarrassed and stunned in place, and the prophecy stopped.
"Say whatever you want!"
"The clansman is seriously ill, and the apprentice is out to collect herbs, and when he waits to go back to save people, he can't go back with the master!" Shennong gritted his teeth and said, after speaking, he glanced at Lin Qing a little timidly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the latter did not have any unswerving color.
Shennong tastes herbs!
Lin Qing never imagined that Shennong's taste of herbs was carried out under the premise that Shennong did not have any cultivation, hundreds of millions of miles away from wind and rain, wandering left and right at the moment of life and death, he was once again moved by Shennong's noble sentiments, this is a person with a great personality, who can risk his life for the safety of others and resist all the hardships on his shoulders alone.
He also walked the path of tasting a hundred herbs, and he walked in the reincarnation array. On several occasions, the sinister environment killed him, and three months of ups and downs polished him to almost no human form. And this time, Shennong's road to taste a hundred herbs is 10,000 times more difficult than what he has walked, in addition to the treacherous environment, but also to avoid the minions of fierce beasts and natural disasters, and most importantly, Shennong has no trace of cultivation.
"You're sure!" Lin Qing said with a solemn look in his eyes.
Shennong nodded stubbornly and said, "My people are still waiting for me to rescue, and I can't delay every quarter of an hour." ”
Lin Qing's eyes were slightly moist, he grabbed Shennong's immature shoulders tightly, and said in a deep voice: "You are a real man! Believe me, you will definitely be admired by future generations forever!"
"You want to go, I won't stop you, these things should be your apprenticeship!" Lin Qing stretched out his hand and pointed at Shennong's forehead, and the battle power surged, urging the mysterious runes in front of his forehead, and instilling all the energy sealed in it by Shennong in the later life into Shennong's body in the previous life.
Shennong's body was too thin to withstand such a huge amount of power, so Lin Qing had no choice but to ask Poison Kunlun to seal all the power, and the way to unseal it was to perform the exercises in the "Medicine God Codex".
After a while, Lin Qing trembled and withdrew his right hand, instilling internal force for a long time, his body could no longer bear it, and he was barely standing at this time relying on his will to support.
Wiping off the sweat on his forehead, Lin Qing trembled and untied the ochre whip, and said breathlessly: "This whip is called the ochre whip, and it is used to whip herbs, the non-poisonous ones are red, and the poisonous ones are black!
"Master Xie!" Shennong's eyes were slightly red, and he was about to bow down, but Lin Qing helped him up and said solemnly: "I can't stand your worship!
"Well, take care, master!" Shennong wiped away the tears in his eyes, and resolutely turned back and walked into the distance, on the endless prairie, the sky was vast, the wilderness was vast, a thin young man resolutely carried the eyes of countless clansmen to the sky, the thin figure was like a lonely peak, standing unyieldingly under the sky, and the mountain-like straight spine had never bent down a little.
"What are you talking about?" Hongfeng quietly came behind Lin Qing, looking curiously at the thin young man who was drifting away.
Lin Qing sighed slightly, as if there were endless vicissitudes, and said, "Little Phoenix, do you believe in gods?"
"Believe, our Twelve Ancestral Witches, as well as the Three Qing Great Sages, etc.!" Hongfeng's fair-skinned pretty face suddenly flew up with a touch of red glow, and said with half annoyance and half anger, "Who do you call Little Phoenix?"
"Really?" Lin Qing's expression was a little disdainful, and he looked at the sky silently, the gods are not the so-called high ones that can be represented! His gods are the thin back that is about to disappear at the end of the horizon.
The desolate land, the vastness, the young man was about to be swallowed by the barren grass, facing the heavy figure like a mountain, Lin Qing knelt down reverently, and kowtowed three times!
"Why do you want to bow down to him?" Hongfeng was puzzled.
"Because, I am a descendant of Yan Huang!"
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