Prehistoric: Beginning with mediating creation

Practicing is like sailing against the current. If you don't make progress, you will retreat. If you don't use it enough, you will become useless. Luo Zu often practices, so naturally he can only make progress. After all, the physical fitness of the human race is here. It may be a bit too much to say that he is the innate Taoist body in the legend of the previous life. But in this environment of the prehistoric world, and with his identity as the third generation of the human race, if he hadn't taken every step too carefully, his current cultivation would probably have risen to the level of refining emptiness and combining with the Tao, and then become an immortal.

Luo Zu exhaled lightly, and this breath swirled up and gathered on Luo Zu's head.

And above his head, there were wisps of air like small dragons lingering. They were entangled with each other, but they swam quickly. The movement of each wisp of air had some kind of law that people could not see clearly.

And if you count carefully, there are 81 dragon breaths.

And these 81 breaths began to flow at high speed after the last breath joined. The speed was so fast that the naked eye could only see a spherical light appearing above Luo Zu's head.

But only Luo Zu himself knew that these were the combination of Luo Zu's true qi and his own magic.

There was a lot of true qi in his body, but there were only eighty-one spells, which was the limit of the Yin God after refining qi into spirit.

After all, eighty-one, ninety-nine, although Luo Zu's training method did not need to be so particular, but the limit was there, Luo Zu could not change it, he was not a hot-blooded boy, how could he break the limit every day...

Of course, the remaining spells besides these eighty-one spells were not unusable, but they had to be used in combination with the corresponding formulas and the amount of true qi.

The roots of the spells that Luo Zu learned were in the innate magical powers of the human race, and the eighty-one spells that Luo Zu mastered were almost the same as the innate magical powers. As long as there was enough true qi, they could be used, and the amount of true qi could be adjusted at will to adjust the power of the spells, which could be said to be as easy as using one's arm.

Without mastering these spells in the soul and the body, they had to rely on formulas, gestures, and true qi to use them.

The formulas and hand gestures required for each level of another spell will also be different. Adding or reducing them depends on the individual's deduction and calculation when using the spell.

It doesn't have to be too precise, as long as you have a rough impression.

"Other people's Honghuang destroys the world and mines stones to repair the sky, while my Honghuang counts and searches and lives by counting fingers." Luo Zu complained when recording the spells.

At this time, Luo Zu's 81 spells evenly obtained Luo Zu's true qi, and then they slowly formed a baby figure in broad daylight as Luo Zu operated the advanced method of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Yin Shen Fa - the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Yang Shen Fa.

Under the sunlight, this baby has plump skin and tender white skin. It doesn't look like a gaseous object composed of spells and true qi, but like a newborn baby with flesh and blood.

At the moment the baby was born, the eyes of Luo Zu's body dimmed and his body gradually withered, as if all the blood in his body had been drained.

But the next moment, the baby's eyes opened. These eyes were not innocent, but full of adult emotions.

"I have some of the expected feelings of the Yuan Shen." The baby did not speak, but spoke directly in a clear and crisp voice that did not match his age.

This is the method of refining Yang Shen that Luo Zu finally completed after deducing "thirty years".

The effect is quite good, and Luo Zu is very satisfied at this moment.

Filling Yin Shen with various spells, such spells are yang, so that Yin Shen gradually produces Yang quality, and finally reaching the present, Yin Shen is reconstructed and transformed into Yang Shen.

This method is the most reliable, and according to Luo Zu's deduction, the spells that have been refined to the ninth level in the past few days can also be upgraded to the level of the first level of Taoism.

Now, just as Luo Zu had deduced, the eighty-one spells were also upgraded to the first-level Taoist spells. Now, all the spells that make up this little Yang Shen are Taoist spells.

Such a return of favor also made Luo Zu very happy.

In addition, the perspective of Yang Shen now looks at the world differently.

The flowers, trees, mountains and rivers, kingfishers and beasts, insects and microorganisms are all surrounded by spiritual energy, and they are colorful, and the colors between heaven and earth are even richer.

This is to see the mountain as not a mountain.

Luo Zu thought of a philosophical saying that has been passed down for a long time in his previous life.

The spiritual energy is no longer a colorless, tasteless, shapeless and immaterial thing in his original eyes.

It is so colorful and dazzling, and after various spiritual energy is swallowed into Yang Shen, it has different flavors.

Luo Zu could not have imagined that Yang Shen's eyes could have such a miraculous effect. Perhaps this is due to the eighty-one Taoist spells.

But no matter what, Luo Zu still wrote it down.

After getting this Yang Shen, Luo Zu flew into the air, while his body remained where it was.

He was not going anywhere else, but to the river valley where most of the vampire wisterias were buried.

Luo Zu did not expect that he would encounter so many twists and turns just to go back to his hometown.

He had burned all the vampire wisterias before, and then attracted a group of zombies at night to dig for food and eliminate hidden dangers, but this caused the river valley to have a group of zombies that would bury themselves under the river valley soil during the day.

They actually settled here, not going anywhere else, and not migrating to other places, as if this river valley could be their second home. Of course, Luo Zu could not guarantee that this was their nth home.

But no matter what, Luo Zu and the "Shantou Cave People" would not allow this group of zombies to bring such a disaster to their hometown.

Therefore, they would come here to "cultivate" during the day, dig out these zombies, and then burn them into charcoal slag on the spot, and finally sweep them into the small river in the valley and go downstream.

After this episode, it was the third month after Luo Zu and his team threw the first jar of ointment to this land.

It took so long not because the "Shantou Cave People" were procrastinating, but because the rain from Longbo Lake had been falling in the previous three months without stopping, and they couldn't even throw a fire.

The day before yesterday, the rain finally stopped, and then they hurriedly turned the land over in the daytime, dug out the group of zombies, piled them into a mountain in the valley, and then burned them into charcoal. Later, under Luo Zu's personal guidance, the charcoal was crushed into slag.

After crushing their bones and scattering their ashes, Luo Zu didn't believe they could still live.

Unfortunately, they could still live...

No, it was their residual souls that were living on this land.

On the second night after crushing their bones and scattering their ashes, they came out to wander, looking for food in the mountains beside the river valley, and also sneaked into the mountains to catch the animals living in the soil and rocks.

Fortunately, they did not remember the cruelty of the "Shantou Cave People" to them, and the bonfire in the "Shantou Cave People" tribe made them dare not approach, and they would ignore them whenever they passed by.

But they would make a lot of noise every night, disturbing the "Shantou Cave People" to have a good night's sleep.

Luo Zu knew that this would not work, so he decided to go and investigate after refining the Yang God today.