The ancestors of the prehistoric people, join the chat group at the beginning

A Chinese Ghost Story.

Outside Guobei County, in the outskirts of the city.

There is a barren mountain with a ruined temple on it.

There is a dense forest in the mountains, with knotted roots and luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Even though the scorching sun is high, the mountains appear dark and cold.

Above the half-residual gate of the ruined temple, there is a half-hanging and half-hanging plaque, which says Lanruo Temple.

There are a few crows croaking in the temple, and there are dead leaves and weeds everywhere, no one cleans it, and it is a mess.

In the main hall, there was a bearded man sitting cross-legged on the ground with a broad sword across his knees. He was resting with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the big man opened his eyes and shouted coldly: "Tree demon, get out!"

Just now, a voice came into his ears: "You have joined the chat group of the heavens and the world!"

Subconsciously, the big man thought that the thousand-year-old tree demon in the forest outside the temple was performing the charm again.

quack.

In response to him, only two crows on the dead tree screamed.

"No evil spirit, not a tree demon?"

Soon, the big man came to his senses and said something to himself.

In the next moment, a large amount of information flooded into my mind.

Since then, he has opened the door to a new world.

...

Heaven Dou Empire, Saint Soul Village.

A middle-aged man, who looked about 50 years old, was tall and burly, and his attire was unflattering.

The torn robe was worn on the body, without even a patch on it, revealing the bronze-colored skin underneath. The originally upright facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, with a sleepy look, and the hair was messy like a bird's nest. The beard on the face has not been groomed for an unknown number of days.

His eyes were dull and dim, his body smelled of alcohol, and he was lying on the straw mat drinking wine, his eyes were full of confusion.

"You have joined the chat group of Heavens and Worlds!"

A voice came into the man's ears, but he was indifferent.

It seemed that nothing in the world could make him serious.

After that voice sounded, according to the fixed procedure, a piece of information flooded into his mind.

The next moment, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, his mighty pupils were as resolute as a demon god, and he didn't even look like a drunk.

...

Wasteland, West Frontier, Stone Village.

In the morning, the morning glow is brilliant.

The vast and boundless wild mountains are dormant on this vast land.

The mountains are like dragons and snakes.

The roar of the ferocious beast shook the mountains and rivers, the trees trembled, and the leaves rustled and fell.

Among the mountains and ravines, prehistoric wild beasts are rampant, ancient relics are haunted, and all kinds of terrifying sounds come and go, wanting to split the world.

In this mountain range, there is a small village. Half of the entrance of the village is scorched black dead wood more than ten meters high, emitting a green light, which firmly protects the village under the light, so that the fierce beasts in the mountain dare not disturb it.

The children in the village do their morning exercises under the leadership of adults, but there is a little guy in the middle.

The little one was only one or two years old, and she was white and tender, with a pair of big eyes rolling black, like a delicate porcelain doll, babbling and naive in her mouth.

Suddenly, the little boy called out.

But just now, he heard a voice.

"You have joined the chat group of Heavens and Worlds!"

Chapter 170 I.. I am already two years old this year.. No, almost three years old!

Chat group.

The new group members were digesting the sudden message, and no one spoke for the time being.

The old group members chatted happily.

Lin Jiu: "Congratulations to Fairy Zhao for coming to the fairyland, Xiaodao's eyes are red with envy!"

Just after returning to Yizhuang in Renjia Town, Lin Jiu, who saw the chat records, suddenly slapped himself hard twice.

"I'm a pig, I didn't participate in the event, how much merit has I missed!"

Killing a zombie only gets 10 points of merit, and killing a nest of royal zombies this time is only worth [-] points of merit.

If you participated in the event, not to mention too much, two thousand points of merit would not be too much, right?

At least he took down ten zombie nests.

The problem is, such a zombie nest is rare in a thousand years.

"Wow, I'm so stupid!"

Lin Jiushu wants to cry but has no tears.

Zhao Linger: "Everyone, you are welcome, I am just a step ahead!"

Zhao Ling'er smiled lightly, not paying too much attention to everyone's compliments.

Only after becoming a fairy can one realize how big the world is and how beautiful the world is.

The entire fairy sword world is presented in front of her eyes, like lines on the palm of her hand.

The First Emperor of Qin: "I remember, a long time ago, Ren Zu once said that whichever of us becomes immortal first can become an administrator! Now that Fairy Zhao has become an immortal, can I become an administrator?"

Suddenly, Ying Zheng's expression changed, and he remembered what Li Luo had said.

Zhao Ling'er: "Renzu has his own orders on this matter, I don't care if I'm an administrator or not!"

Now Zhao Linger's strength has reached the limit of the world.

She hasn't figured out what to do next.

Moreover, I promised Nuwa's remnant soul to help her resurrect, so I have to do it as soon as possible.

As for being an administrator, we will talk about it later.

It's impossible to urge Ren Zu to ask for an administrator.

Zhao Linger: "I'm going to get busy first, let's chat!"

After saying a few words, Zhao Linger went offline and went to deal with her own affairs.

Great Qin Shihuang: "Alright, fairies, go slowly!"

After waiting for a while, Ying Zheng knew that the newcomers must be skeptical of the chat group before anyone spoke up.

Right now, I don't know what I'm doing.

Great Qin Shihuang: "It seems that the newcomers are relatively shy!"

Taoist Zhang of Wudang: "Yeah, we've been chatting for so long, and none of the newcomers has made a sound yet, so everyone must be spying on the screen!"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said cheerfully.

The First Emperor of Qin: "Newcomers, it takes some time to get used to it. That's how we came here back then!"

Curling his lips, Ying Zheng is very experienced, after all, he is an old fritter.

Taoist Zhang of Wudang: "Hey, Shi Huangdi is right. Now that Fairy Zhao has become a fairy, shouldn't she be an administrator?"

Only then did Zhang Sanfeng see what Ying Zheng and Zhao Linger said earlier.

Yang Guang: "The position of administrator? Who else is qualified for the position besides me?"

After watching the screen for a while, everyone I saw was mediocre, and none of them could catch Yang Guang's eyes.

As for the so-called immortality, I'm afraid these bumpkins have never seen cultivation before.

Perhaps, they regarded the strong innate realm as immortals?

How funny!

The First Emperor of Qin: "Pfft, this Sui Yang Emperor Yang Guang, please sit down, he is not a campaign manager now!"

Ying Zheng frowned, and an image of an emperor who was on the throne but had no one in his eyes was automatically created in his mind.

However, according to historical records, Emperor Sui Yang was not such a short-sighted person.

Could it be that after getting added to the chat group, I thought my destiny was my destiny, and then I swelled up?

Also a possibility!

Xiongba: "What's the difference between an administrator? How can one become an administrator?"

When the group members talked before, Xiongba didn't make a sound, no matter what they said about becoming immortal or immortal.

But when it comes to administrators later, Xiongba has an idea.

This so-called chat group is so magical that it is most likely the creation of gods and demons.

And the administrator, as soon as he heard it, knew that he must be an official.

It would be great to be an official like this.

Yan Chixia: "I'm down, Yan Chixia, I've met you all!"

At this moment, Yan Chixia also spoke up.

Taoist Zhang of Wudang: "Old Daoist Zhang Sanfeng, I have met Fellow Daoist Yan!"

Good guy, finally here is a normal person.

As for the two crazy guys before, I don't bother to talk to him.

Tang Hao: "My next Tang Hao, titled Haotian Douluo, I have met you all!"

In the holy soul village, Tang Hao flicked his sleeve robe to evaporate the alcohol smell from his body, and his whole body regained his clarity.

The First Emperor of Qin: "I am the first emperor of the Qin Empire, and I have met Brother Tang!"

Seeing Tang Hao's words, Ying Zheng replied.

Shi Hao: "I...my name is Shi Hao, the village chief's grandfather calls me Little Boy, and the uncles in the village call me Little Milkman."

Sitting on the open space in the village, Xiaobudian seemed to have found something interesting.

Great Qin Shihuang: "Little one... By the way, how old are you this year?"

Shi Hao: "I...I am already two years old this year...no, almost three years old!"

The little one wrung Naihuhu's fingers, thought about it, and replied quickly.

Taoist Zhang of Wudang: "Pfft, three years old, not yet... No wonder your grandpa calls you a little kid!"

puff!

Zhang Sanfeng almost spit out his mouth.

Can a little doll over two years old even join the chat group?

I'm afraid I haven't been weaned yet!

Is there anything special about this little milk baby?

Shi Hao: "Then how old are you?"

Taoist Zhang of Wudang: "Well, the old Taoist is 102 years old this year!"

Zhang Sanfeng counted his fingers and found that he had lived through more than 100 years of spring and autumn.

Shi Hao: "Wow, grandpa, you have such a long lifespan. Are you the legendary Supreme?"

The little one put a finger in his mouth and sucked it, tilted his head, thinking that the village head grandpa said that the most powerful person in the world seems to be called Supreme.

Zhang Sanfeng: "Supreme? What is Supreme? The old man doesn't quite understand! Little one, can you explain it a little more clearly?"