All Heavens Gou Xian

If this person can cross ten thousand realms and listen to voices, he will no longer be a golden fairy.

But it belongs to the category of big Luo.

"Pray to the noble god, let the mud crocodile go."

This is the prayer of the old wizard, and the victim is actually praying that the murderer monster will be spared.

Really, it's a joke in the world.

Luo Feng slowly lowered the cloud head, and asked in a deep voice: "Why did you let me let this crocodile go?"

The old wizard raised his head in astonishment and fear, surprised that the visitor spoke human language, and feared that he would guess wrong and offend the demon god.

After seeing Luo Feng's figure clearly, the old wizard said excitedly and respectfully: "My lord, are you from the ancestral land?"

Ancestral land?

Another new term, perhaps the source of the human race in this world.

Luo Feng said calmly: "You answer me first, why did you let the crocodile monster go."

The old wizard said bitterly helplessly: "My lord, I thought it was other demon gods who came."

"The demon gods will kill the crocodile gods, but they don't care about us. They do everything by liking them."

"The crocodile god is here, if one person dies, the whole clan will live; if the crocodile god dies, the whole clan will die."

Luo Feng nodded thoughtfully, and then asked: "Why are you so sure, I'm a human race."

The old wizard was a little startled and said: "No demon god is willing to become a weak human race."

Weak human race?

Hearing this sentence, Luo Feng had a strange expression on his face.

Leaving aside for the time being, the Yin and Shang dynasties that occupy most of the human world and vaguely rival the heavens.

How could the big men in Huoyun Cave be easily provoked? The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were all great masters.

Some holy kings even served as temporary emperors before the Jade Emperor returned to the throne.

Qing Emperor Taihao, Yan Emperor Shennong, Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, White Emperor Shaohao, and Black Emperor Zhuanxu.

Fengshui takes turns, and the emperors take turns sitting.

In the era of the ancient human race, this sentence was not a joke, but an ironclad fact.

Some human races are really weak, but some human races are abnormally strong.

"Didn't you migrate from the human race?"

"Can you be led by the sages of Huoyun Cave"

Luo Feng frowned and asked

He originally thought that the human race in Tianchen Realm migrated from the branch of the prehistoric human race.

Number 1 began to evolve into a second-gen beast, woohoo

This chapter makes up for yesterday's, Sujue

Chapter 48 Terrans are playing a big game of chess

The old wizard looked blank, apparently he knew nothing about the prehistoric human race and the Red Cloud Cave.

Luo Feng frowned, vaguely guessing, and scanned the body structure of the human race below with his divine sense.

After a while, Luo Feng looked surprised, and seriously looked at the human race kneeling below.

The human race below is not the innate Dao body of the prehistoric human race.

The body structure is a bit similar to that of a monkey monster. If you guess more boldly, the human race in this world evolved from a monkey monster.

"No wonder, the wizard said that the demon gods in this world would not take human form."

Luo Feng whispered

As the saying goes, the dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make holes.

Things like genes are basically destined and innate.

The dragon clan is weak, and in the eyes of all the gods and great gods, they are just a dish.

Isn't dragon liver and phoenix marrow a dish? !

But a pure-blooded real dragon was born in the realm of the earth fairy, standing at the pinnacle of the nine-level nine-monster clan.

An ordinary monster, struggling for a lifetime, is no more than an immortal, or even only the realm of the primordial spirit.

Not even qualified to cook dishes.

Therefore, if you want to survive in the predicament, the key is to have a good pregnancy, and cheating is the kingly way.

During the non-quantum calamity period, a backstage will always be comparable to any hard work, struggle, talent, and luck.

The prehistoric human race is a classic case of reincarnation.

As the official orthodoxy of the Three Realms, Heavenly Court naturally has historians. Luo Feng, as Shui De Xingjun, has the authority to view a series of materials.

Reading history can be wise and know the mistakes of the predecessors.

In short, it is to be able to know that there are a few big bosses who can't afford to mess with them.

After Luo Feng learned that there was an institution called Historian in Heavenly Court, he arranged for two incarnations to study there day and night.

Among them, there is a record about the human race.

The first generation of human race was formed by Emperor Wa, who breathed the soil from the nine heavens, mixed the holy water of the three lights, and mixed the essence and blood, imitating Pangu and transforming the innate Taoist body.

This heel is comparable to a relatively weak innate demon god.

The human race of later generations did not have the same foundation as the ancestors, but they also inherited the most basic talent, the innate Taoism.

In the prehistoric world, many great supernatural beings, such as Tianzun, Buddha, and saints, are all in human form.

It's not that they cultivate human form and imitate the human race, but they cultivate innate Taoism and imitate Pangu.

Some of Panhuang's 81 transformations are suitable for fighting, some are suitable for good fortune, and some are suitable for opening the sky. One of them is called Xiantian Dao Body, which is most suitable for practicing Taoism.

The innate body is extremely human.

The human body has 24 spines corresponding to 24 qi, and the twelve lung tubes are called the twelve-story building.The navel is the ancestral palace, the inside is called Huangting, the heart is called Jianggong, the lungs are called Huagai, the tongue is called Huachi, the soles of the feet are called Yongquan, the one-third inch below the navel is called Fengdu, the eighteen pans of landscape and small intestines are the eighteen prisons, and the waterways It is called Dihu, and Gu Dao is called Youmen.

The eight notes of the left teeth are called Jinzhong, the eight notes of the right teeth are called Yuqin, and the eight notes of the front teeth are called Dharma drums. There are 24 gongs in three and eight to correspond to 24 qi. "

Don't say that Emperor Wa didn't leave any heritage for the clan, the human body and human form, the innate Taoist body are the biggest hooks that Emperor Wa gave to the clan.

This is also the reason why the Luofeng Mouding Tianchen Realm's human race is not a prehistoric human race.

Their aptitude is too bad, they are not innate dao bodies at all!

Since they are not innate Dao bodies, the human race in this world is no different from other lowly races in the eyes of the native demon gods.

Naturally ashamed to take human form.

Well, the problem is coming.

Since the human race in the Tianchen Realm is not prehistoric orthodox, where did they come from?

Natural evolution?Are you kidding me, tens of thousands of years ago, the Tianchen Realm was deserted, and the time was wrong.

Created by other great supernatural beings?No one has the courage to divide the luck of the human race, and that great supernatural being dares to do so.

It is true that the Holy Mother Wa Emperor, the leader Lao Dan, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors of the Huoyun Cave, and those who do Da Luo are eating dry food.

Thoughts were going back and forth, suddenly, Luo Feng gave a jolt.

Sometimes, knowing too much and thinking too much is not a good thing.

It always feels that the human race is playing a big game of chess.

"If you kill me, don't ask."

"We are here to repair the water veins, we are civil servants of the Heavenly Court."

"We don't know anything, and we dare not ask anything."

Luo Feng didn't change his expression, everything remained as usual.

After cleaning up, the water element in Tianchen Realm is a mess, and my family will come to open it immediately.

Well, everything looks so smooth and unremarkable.

For the rest, I will wait until my family proves Da Luo.

"Wait up."

"This deity is not the human race of the ancestral land, but the righteous god of heaven, the star king of the northern water virtue, who is in charge of the water veins of the world, and the water source of all realms."

"Explore this world, and see that there is a severe drought in the world, and the living beings are in dire straits, so I am here to relieve the disaster."

When the old wizard heard that Luo Fu was not a human race in the ancestral land, his heart tightened first, and then he heard that the heavenly court was righteous, and his face was full of doubts.

I kept guessing in my heart that the heavenly court was that sacred mountain and that great river.

I am also an old wizard full of life experience, why haven't I heard of it.

I don't know the bottom line, I don't know Luo Feng's temper, he doesn't move, he doesn't move, and finally the old wizard bowed obediently.

"The Rock Tribe worships the Great God of Northern Shui De Xingjun!"

When Luo Fu saw this, he didn't care. The wild tribe had never even heard of the Heavenly Court. This kind of behavior was purely the surrender of the weak to the strong.

In the void, a beam of blue sword energy shot out, piercing the crocodile monster fixed in the frozen space through a hollow hole, cutting flesh and blood and flying across it in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, with a flick of the robe, the clear spring in the distance rushes in, filling the entire river, the sound of rushing water fills my ears, and there is a crystal clear river in front of me.

For a moment, the human race of the Yan tribe forgot the majesty of the gods, and stared at the water source in front of them in a daze.

Fire is the spark of light, the beginning of everything, and water is the source of life, without water, life cannot survive.

"The Rock Tribe worships the Great God of Northern Shuide Xingjun!!"

"Greetings to God!!"

"Yan pays homage to Xingjun!!"

The sound of chaotic and noisy shouting and kneeling sounded. Compared with the previous ceremony, which seemed more perfunctory, it was much more sincere.

It doesn't matter whether Luo Feng is a righteous god or an evil god.

Bring them water, whoever comes is the true god!

The power of faith came together like crystal clear water droplets, and Luo Feng waved his hand to accept a little bit of the power of faith.

He is the authentic Xingjun Ancient God, and will not be affected by incense beliefs.

Not to mention that like the gods of incense and fire, they regard faith as the foundation of life.

However, the power of faith is indeed a power of energy that is very easy to absorb.

Collect them to refine avatars.

This is also a major feature of Shinto. The real gods of Da Luo are incarnations of hundreds of millions. Every temple and every statue is a clone and an incarnation.

As a thriving and hard-working Xingjun God, it is natural to look up to Da Luo God.

Not only should there be countless avatars in the world of practice, but also in the world of mortals, in the mortal world, and among mortals, there must also be countless avatars, to make up for yesterday.

Chapter 49 The black hand with depleted water

Any bragging is nothing compared to the real supernatural powers and real benefits.

A clear and meandering river is enough to make Yan Tribe obey.

As for the crocodile god, what the hell is that.

Wait a minute, don't listen, leave.

"Dear God, what sacrifice do you need?"

Compared with the excitement of the tribe, the old wizard thought more.