Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

"That's fine, kid. If you can break into the Divine Realm and reopen the barrier between the Divine Realm and the Hongmeng Realm, we will also benefit from it!"

Haotian patted Yu Mu's shoulder hard, and immediately broke Yu Mu's inexplicable state...

"No, Senior Haotian, you... want to kill me?"

"Ah? I'm sorry, you little bastard, you're so strong, it turns out you're a silver wax spearhead."

Yu Mu: “………………”

"Hey, Haotian, are you saying that there is a barrier between the Hongmeng Realm and the God Realm?" Lu Ming looked at Haotian.

Although both are top-notch Hongmeng creatures and have bodies of divine beasts, Lu Ming is not as good as Haotian in terms of cultivation or perception of heaven and earth.

"nonsense."

Haotian rolled his eyes: "However, I always feel that the problem is not in Hongmeng Realm, but in..."

Haotian dared not say more and pointed to the sky: "It may be from above! Even the gods who were once believed in all over the universe and whose temples were everywhere, their situation may be not much different from us, the primordial creatures."

"Hiss! Be careful with your words, be careful with your words, be damn careful with your words!" Lu Ming hurriedly covered Haotian's mouth.

Yes, they are not afraid of death, and they have indeed lived too long.

But... in this world, there are some things that cannot be touched! Once you violate them, the consequences will be much more serious than the so-called death.

Yu Mu and the other three didn't interrupt, but just looked thoughtful.

After that, all along the way, Lu Ming just kept chatting with Haotian, and didn't pay any attention to Yu Mu and the other three.

Sometimes when they talked about cultivation, Wen Ruyu, who was always restless, always liked to ask questions.

Didn't this interrupt the two big guys' reminiscing? Haotian and Luming were a little annoyed with him, but they couldn't argue with the younger generation, so they answered his questions in a casual manner.

Yu Mu, Lu Xinghe, and Mo pricked up their ears and listened.

Just the seemingly random replies from the two big guys were enough to benefit them greatly!

Moreover, who can't see it? The two big guys are obviously discussing the issue of cultivation on purpose! Otherwise, their cultivation has reached the strongest realm under the gods, why would they discuss it?

Days like this go by very quickly.

Several months passed, and no Hongmeng creature rushed up to meet Lu Ming like Haotian did. They just communicated briefly with their spiritual thoughts.

Maybe, as Lu Ming said.

After such a long time, an incalculable amount of time, how many of these nearly ten thousand Hongmeng creatures have not yet fallen into true numbness?

Perhaps they have long been accustomed to the so-called loneliness.

He had long accepted his fate of running out of life and quietly perishing in the Hongmeng Realm, his own territory.

But this is clearly not the fate of these truly powerful people.

..............................

God created the mountain.

It used to be the nest of the human race's Hongmeng creatures.

During its heyday, tens of thousands of human primordial beings gathered here. During this period, in ancient times, many primordial beings ascended to the divine realm and became gods.

Even now! At this point! Within the Shenchuang Mountain, there are fertile fields one after another! Those fertile fields look like they are often tended.

What they planted were nothing more than the grains, fruits and vegetables that ordinary people used to fill their stomachs.

It's really well maintained.

Even from a long distance you can smell the rich fruity aroma and the unique fragrance of the rice fields.

"Tsk, these old guys never forget to farm wherever they go. They act as if they will eat the crops as soon as they grow them." Haotian curled his lips in disdain.

To be honest, the combat capability of human beings is really not that good, except for some individuals who are able to defy the heavens.

But! Either building a house or farming! These two skills, they have mastered them tightly! No matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't escape it.

This is recognized by the entire universe!

However, among such large fertile fields, one after another, there were only four old men in coarse cloth robes sitting between the ridges.

Each of them wore a straw hat and had a gourd hanging around their waist. Some of them held a pipe, took a few puffs, and knocked the pipe butt off with the sole of their shoe.

That thing seems to be a kind of plant.

The human race and Hongmeng creatures of the Hongmeng Realm, who drifted to the Hongmeng Realm an unknown period of time ago, quickly developed methods of using it.

I made a lot of money at that time!

But later, there were too few Hongmeng creatures, and they were too lazy to sell them anymore.

Moreover, at this time, the four old men had empty eyes.

They wanted to keep themselves busy, because... there was nothing to do! They just wanted to find some farming things to kill time.

But this time it took who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

The rice ripened one crop after another.

The heart has also been plowed over and over again. If the land is plowed more, it will become a vast expanse of fertile fields, but if the heart is plowed more, it will be full of ravines.

Suddenly, one of the old men raised his eyes, and a long-lost light seemed to burst out from his eyes! He quickly put down his pipe and stood up.

He straightened his coarse cloth robe that was stained with mud and his white hair that was still stained with rice husks, revealing a mouthful of slightly yellow teeth.

"Isn't this a divine beast? The last time I saw you..."

As he spoke, the man suddenly paused, and then continued to himself: "The last time I saw you was last time."

This statement was immediately highly recognized by the other three old men!

you do not say!

Nine-Colored Deer, Old Vermillion Bird? The last time I saw them was really last time. That makes sense.

"Hahahaha! You four old bastards can't remember it? Twenty-seventy-four thousand three hundred and sixteen, six months and three months ago!"

Haotian landed directly in front of the four people, his eyes flashing with extremely bright fire: "You, no, at that time, the nine of you came to ask for my Suzaku Divine Feather, and I didn't give it to you, so you beat me?"

"You chased me for more than 10,000 years, and you just plucked a hair off my tail! You guys, can you forget this?!"

Haotian was filled with righteous indignation! However, there was no hatred in those eyes.

It's been too long. Of the nine old bastards, now there are only four left.

It seems that the situation of these four is even worse than that of the old deer! Yes, even though they are all primordial creatures, how can the human race compare with the divine beasts?

It is not easy for them to get to this point.

But if they left too, there would never be such well-organized fertile fields seen again in the Hongmeng Realm.

"You're so embarrassed to say that."

Just now, the old man who stood up first came over and hugged Haotian gently. There was nostalgia for his old friend in his eyes.

"That's not the Suzaku Divine Feather, is it?"

"How dare you say that? Do you have any conscience?" Haotian poked the old man's chest with his finger.

"You've been chasing me for ten thousand years, and when you finally caught up with me, you just plucked a hair from my ass! I didn't even say it was the Suzaku divine feather!"