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

Nickname: Ren Zu (Li Luo)

Authority: Group owner

Race: Innate Human Race

Location: Prehistoric World

Identity: Ren Zu

Strength: Thirteenth-order Xuanxian

Cultivation Technique: Hunyuan Good Fortune Gold Medal (4/6)

Treasures: Seal of Human Ancestor, Human Whip, Firewood, Black Clothes, Stone House

Merit: 168410 points

"Hey, there are [-] points of merit this time? Not bad, I thought it was only a mere [-] points."

Looking at the data on the panel, which changed from five digits to six digits, with a "1" in front, Li Luo was quite surprised.

"It seems that getting Lao Cao into the group has made a lot of money. Although this person is a bit tricky, as long as he is given a chance, he will firmly grasp it."

Blinking his eyes, Li Luo thought to himself.

At this time, Nv Jiang came back from the samadhi, Li Luo looked back, and the next moment, he blinked and was stunned.

Before, Nv Jiang had been practicing all the time, and her whole body was filled with Taoism, shrouded in endless innate aura, so naturally Li Luo would not disturb her.

Now that she has finished her cultivation, the Dao Yun has dissipated and returned to nature, which Li Luo can see clearly.

Three inches below Nv Jiang's belly, there was a very faint breath of life.

Li Luo has already stepped into the threshold of the way of good fortune, and has a strong sense of the breath of life, so he can't make a mistake.

"This... girl Jiang is pregnant..."

"I'm going to be a father... I won the bid..."

Li Luo was a little dazed. He was not married before time travel. He had two lives and was going to be a father for the first time. He instantly felt a heavy sense of responsibility.

"Female Jiang, do you feel that there is a little life in your stomach?"

He stepped forward and put his arms around Nv Jiang's waist, and put his ears on her stomach.

Li Luo felt the rhythm of life more clearly, it was so touching.

"Well, what a magical feeling!"

Nv Jiang nodded and smiled sweetly.

"You don't want to practice during this time, take good care of your baby, and give birth to the baby first!"

Standing up and sticking to her cheek, Li Luo said happily.

"Yeah, it's my first time having a baby too, it's amazing!"

Female Jiang nodded and replied.

"Having a baby makes you feel at home, which is great!"

Li Luo closed his eyes and said with a satisfied face.

After the two got bored for a while, Nv Jiang went out, intending to tell the good news to the clansmen.

Li Luo sat cross-legged on the stone bed and opened the chat group.

[Group leader] Ren Zu: "@Everyone, I just got the news that female Jiang is pregnant, and I'm going to be a father soon!"

Like a depth bomb, it exploded in the chat group.

The emperor of the ages: "The ancestors have a descendant, this is a great event worth celebrating! I have nothing to say, the Great Qin Empire is exempt from tax for three years to congratulate!"

A hundred-year-old Taoist said: "After the ancestor of Ren Zu, the old Taoist decided to go down the mountain to help Cuishan disciples quickly take over the world of Shenzhou to congratulate!"

Strange spirit: "No, shouldn't Renzu send a red envelope to celebrate?"

Nuwa's descendants: "Sister Rong'er is right, Ren Zu didn't send a red envelope to show it?"

The leader of the wild hunter: "Is there a red envelope?"

Eunuch Wu Sheng: "Wait for the red envelope!"

[Ren Zu sent a red envelope, come and grab the red envelope! 】

A red envelope prompt popped up and appeared in front of everyone.

Sure enough, under the booing of everyone, Ren Zu really gave out red envelopes.

"Century-year-old Taoist snatched the fairy-level low-grade sweet potato × 6"

"Emperor Qiangu snatched the fairy-level low-grade sweet potato × 4"

"The strange spirit has snatched the fairy-level low-grade sweet potato × 5"

"The descendants of Nuwa snatched the fairy-level low-grade sweet potato × 3"

"The leader of the wild hunters snatched the fairy-level low-grade sweet potato × 4"

"The eunuch Martial Sage snatched the fairy-level low-grade sweet potato × 5"

[Renzu's red envelope was snatched up in 3 seconds, the centenarian is the king of luck! 】

Before everyone was happy, another red envelope popped up.

[Ren Zu sent a red envelope, come and grab the red envelope! 】

"Century-year-old Daoist snatched the fairy-level low-grade corn × 2"

"One Emperor through the ages snatched the Immortal-level low-grade corn × 5"

"Obscurity and weirdness snatched the fairy-level low-grade corn x 7"

"The descendants of Nuwa snatched the fairy-level low-grade corn x 4"

"The leader of the wild hunters grabbed the fairy-level low-grade corn x 6"

"The eunuch Martial Sage snatched the fairy-level low-grade corn × 3"

[Renzu's red envelope was snatched up in 3 seconds, and the quirky spirit is the king of luck! 】

In the next second, red envelopes appeared one after another, like a rain of red envelopes.

The members of the group had a great time grabbing red envelopes, as if celebrating the New Year.

Daqin world.

sunset.

Head to Manchester City, no, it has now been renamed Polu City.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Ying Zheng sits at the top, and below are generals such as Meng Tian, ​​Wang Li, and Zhang Han.

"This personal conquest was able to wipe out the Xiongnu country, and everyone contributed a lot. After returning to the court, we will reward each other for our merits one by one!"

Ying Zheng said indifferently: "Now, this Polu City belongs to my Daqin. Not only the prisoners of war, but also the [-] troops will be brought back to the court, but this northwest frontier needs someone to guard it. Who of you wants to stay?"

After the opening of the frontiers, defending the territory is also a big problem. There must be a general guarding it to prevent the natives from causing chaos.

Although Ying Zheng had a candidate in mind, he still wanted to see the attitude of his generals.

If he is willing to stay, he will not treat this person badly.

Chapter 88

Break the city.

As soon as Ying Zheng's words fell, all the generals looked at each other, and everyone was thoughtful.

After a while, Zhang Han stood up, bowed and said, "Report to Your Majesty, the general is willing to stay!"

Meng Tian and Wang Li took a step too late, they didn't have time.

Seeing that Zhang Han had already stood up, he gave up.

"Okay, General Zhang is willing to stay, I am so relieved!"

Originally, Ying Zheng wanted Zhang Han to stay. Since he proposed it himself, it would be great.

At this moment, Li Luo's red envelopes rained down, and the snatching of the red envelopes was completed in a split second. Looking at the pile of treasures in the portable space, a smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face.

Afterwards, Ying Zheng's expression turned serious, and he shouted, "Zhang Han listens to the order!"

Zhang Han suddenly knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Here, the last general is here!"

Ying Zheng said indifferently: "I granted you the title of Marquis of Polu, and allowed you to recruit [-] troops to guard Polu City for generations, and guard the western border for Great Qin. Is it possible?"

Zhang Han was overjoyed, and replied: "The last general thanked His Majesty for his kindness, and vowed to devote himself to the end of his life, so as to contribute to the great Qin's prosperity."

This is a feudal marquis, a hereditary title!

Of course, this is his own effort.

In Daqin, the only theory is military exploits!

You can't be a Marquis unless you have made great achievements.

But I heard Ying Zheng continue to say: "Give me a fairy fruit, I hope Zhang Qing will break through the innate realm as soon as possible and serve the empire."

As he spoke, he waved his hand casually, and a potato shining with earthy yellow appeared and landed in front of Zhang Han.

It was the fairy-level low-grade potato in the rain of red envelopes that Li Luo sent out just now.

These things, Yingzheng knew the effect just by looking at the grade, and the lower grade of the fairy grade can definitely assist in cultivation, just like the fairy grass back then.

However, looking at these things, Ying Zheng was thoughtful.

The newcomer who just joined the group two days ago sent out a red envelope, which contained high-yielding crops such as millet, corn, tomato, and potato, just ordinary things.

Then, two days later, Human Ancestors had already bred the same kind of crops of the lower rank of immortals!

What kind of supernatural power is this?

Simply unimaginable!

At this moment, Ying Zheng felt a little depressed.

When he first joined the group, he was very ambitious and determined to surpass Ren Zu, become a fairy and god, and live forever.

With in-depth understanding, I discovered that even if his cultivation base is superb, it is already a cultivation base of the fourth-order Tong Xuan Realm, and it can be said that he is invincible in the world of Great Qin.

But the gap between him and Ren Zu seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

It's unacceptable!

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift!"

Feeling the rich aura emanating from the potato in front of him, Zhang Han was overjoyed, quickly put it away carefully, and bowed down.

"Well, rest for two days, and choose another day to return to the court!"

Ying Zheng nodded and said loudly.

"Here!"

All the generals gladly agreed.

...

Heavenly world.

After receiving the rain of red envelopes, Zhang Sanfeng did what he said, and kept the things he had just snatched from the red envelopes in the chat group, and handed them over to his boss Song Yuanqiao for safekeeping and distribution.

Alone, he went down Wudang Mountain and headed for Mingjiao Headquarters Guangmingding.

How long has it been since the last time I went down Wudang Mountain?

Zhang Sanfeng himself didn't remember either.

long time.

After going down the mountain, it was relatively peaceful. Although the people's life was still difficult, at least they could survive.

Until it left Huguang Province, it was a hundred kilometers away from Wudang Mountain.