Please allow me to salt fish [Hong Huang]

This is the human race?

Kunpeng felt a little dizzy looking at the dense crowd of humans.

Honghuang is famous for its vast land and sparse population, but it is better now. He used to fly for 100 years without seeing any people. He has never seen so many people gather together.

Think about it, Nuwa only created a few thousand human races at the beginning, but now it seems that there are hundreds of thousands.Kunpeng flew around, found a nearby little demon and asked him if he knew how it developed into this way.

The monster he was looking for was a squirrel, which was so frightened by the Kunpeng falling from the sky that it turned into a prototype, hugged its big tail and curled up into a ball.

"I'll just ask a question, don't make things difficult for you."

Kunpeng put a handful of pine nuts in front of him as a reward for questioning.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty." The squirrel timidly brought the pine nuts in front of him, then sucked them in with one mouth, and two small bags bulged out on its cheeks.

"Do you know these human races who live nearby?" Kunpeng pointed in the direction of the human tribe.

"The little demon knows, the little demon lived here when they moved here." The squirrel nodded hastily.

"Then how did they suddenly expand to so many people?"

Kunpeng felt that it hadn't been long since Nuwa created humans, how did so many people come out of the human race, even if they were all pregnant and gave birth, it would be impossible for there to be so many!

Hearing this was the problem, Squirrel was relieved, it was too simple for him who lived nearby all the time.

"Back to the king, these human races are particularly capable of giving birth. They can give birth to one in less than a year, and they grow very fast. They can give birth to another group after more than ten years, and a group can be born in 100 years."

Kunpeng gasped.

It is true that Honghuang is weaker and easier to have offspring, but the speed of the human race is still beyond his imagination.

What can be done in decades and hundreds of years?It took the squirrel demon in front of him at least a few hundred years from birth to transformation, and the human race can actually give birth to a group, no wonder there are so many that his scalp is numb.

"However, the human race is not strong enough, and their lives are short. Some of them can't even defeat wild beasts without intelligence, so they die a lot every day." Squirrel added.

"That's the result of a lot of deaths?" Kunpeng thought that so many people had accumulated so many people who had been born without dying, but they were still being eliminated. Kunpeng, who was used to the slow pace of everything in the wild, couldn't adapt to the speed of the human race.

After dismissing the squirrel, Kunpeng decided to go and see for himself.

Looking at himself, his current image was too abrupt in the human race, so he cast a simple illusion on himself, so he couldn't be seen without a certain level of cultivation, so he walked into the tribe to observe.

The human race is really very different from other races. There are actually quite a few old people. Prehistoric creatures seldom live to the point of aging, unless they transform into old people. This is true even for the Wu race.

However, although they lived to old age and were respected in the tribe, it seemed that the life of most old people was still not good-only the prime-timers who could hunt and the pregnant women lived better in the tribe.

The main reason is that they don't have enough strong ones, and they need food every day, usually the food they hunt is stronger than them, and it turns into rations for food.

Kunpeng walked to the center of the tribe and found a temple for sacrifices, and the temple blessings inside were rarely seen by him.

Although Kunpeng only glanced at the first few thousand people at the beginning, with his current memory, he can remember it after searching for something familiar.Moreover, this person was created by Nu Wa, with good aptitude, and now he has the cultivation base of an Earth Immortal, no wonder he can live for a thousand years.

After thinking about it, Kunpeng appeared in front of this Miaozhu.

Miao Zhu was taken aback, and immediately bowed down and said: "I have seen the immortal."

"Do you still remember me?" Kunpeng asked curiously.

Miao Zhu's face was full of wind, frost and sorrow, and he had no sense of immortality, "When the mother created humans, the immortal stood by, how could the villain not know."

"What's your name?" Kunpeng took out a stool and sat down. It was not convenient for him to stand and talk with others due to his avatar height.

"Villain name stone."

Shi was the first group of fabricated people, and he was luckier than those who threw out the mud spots later.

Because he consumed a lot of materials, his aptitude was pretty good, and he became an Earth Immortal without any guidance.And when those in the same batch as him died in hunting or various accidents, he was able to become the priest of the Nuwa Temple and has lived in peace and stability until now.

But as one of the only remaining ancestors, he lived a very worrying life.

When the human race was still small, although they were not strong, they needed less food every day, and a half-innate body like him could eat wind and drink dew, so the pressure was not great.

But now that there are more and more human races, the number of strong people has not increased, but is constantly being consumed. The human race is getting more and more difficult every day, and it does not know when it will collapse.

"Isn't it?" Kunpeng blinked, unable to believe what Shi said, pointing outside and asked: "Isn't it not long before the human race has hundreds of thousands?"

Hundreds of thousands!

When the Yaozu led the team to crusade against the Wuzu, there were not hundreds of thousands.Although the quantity of Honghuang cannot compare with the quality, it is too exaggerated for him to believe that tens of thousands of people will not be able to survive at once!

"But most of these hundreds of thousands can't even beat a tiger!" Shi wept.

It is said that the human race has managed to raise a strong man for more than ten years, and they are often picked up by those big cats when they go out without paying attention. Even if they go out in groups, they will come back with scars, and then die of serious injuries.

Is it the tiger I understand?Kunpeng was a little confused.

In fact, the number of Yaozu has been growing in recent years, but the sequelae of the growth is that the blood level is getting lower and lower, and some of them are even born without intelligence.

If it is said that not being able to transform after birth is the limit of the innate demon god's patience, then those who cannot develop spiritual wisdom are completely expelled from the demon status.

Unless they are lucky enough to be enlightened by a nobleman, they will be treated like ordinary beasts, and Dijun's decrees on the monsters cannot protect them, so the monsters are not stopped by the human race from hunting these beasts.

But tigers are not called tiger demons, which means that most of the human race can't even beat a tiger. This weakness is beyond Kunpeng's imagination.

It is so weak that there is no difference in Kunpeng's eyes, so Kunpeng has no concept of comparing the strength of humans and beasts.

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It is also a bit difficult for Peng to improve the strength of the human race!

Because the foundation is too poor, it is not at the same level at all.

It's no problem if you want him to explain how to improve the cultivation base of a celestial being or above, but how to cultivate from the very beginning, he has never experienced it himself!

"Since you are the concubine of the empress, have you not communicated with the empress?"

Although she also has no low-level cultivation experience, Nuwa is already a saint, so she should have some ideas.

"Your Majesty bestowed cultivation techniques for the human race, but our aptitude is too poor to comprehend." Shi's voice was as if soaked in bitter juice.

Kunpeng is silent, this is really too bad, I guess Nuwa has nothing to do, and this is part of the reason why Honghuang attaches great importance to heels.

And it's impossible for them to bother Nuwa often. In the saint's concept of time, what is a thousand years?Unless the human race is about to perish now, how can it be possible to care about everything.

Facing Miaozhu's expectant eyes, Kunpeng felt a little headache.

Although he knew that the other party must have exaggerated and sold miserably, but for some reason, he just couldn't help them, and wanted to help them from somewhere.

After thinking for a while, he first shook out a bunch of Zhou Tianfu, then stretched out his hand to point at Shi's brow, and poured the demon text into it.

When the other party woke up, Kunpeng pointed to the pile of Zhou Tianfu and said: "There will be a lot of knowledge here, you can choose what you need to spread, and this can be communicated from a long distance. There are too many human races, it is more difficult to gather together to hunt, you can Choose the right place for small tribes to congregate."

When the easy hunting in a place is finished, the rest will naturally cause greater casualties.

Although the power of separation has become smaller, the pressure has also become smaller. It is impossible for a place to sustain the development of so many people all the time.

Shi Gang wanted to thank him, but the Kunpeng in front of him had disappeared.

Losing big!

Kunpeng was so distressed that he clutched his chest. He didn't expect that the human race was so poor now. Not only did they have no income, but they even gave away a batch for free.

And as far as the human race is now, most of the Zhou Tianfu have no effect on them, and he needs to create a small section for them to see if Dingguang can collect some basic exercises.

But the incident happened in the Nuwa Temple, she might not pay attention to it normally, but Kunpeng, who has a cultivation level, suddenly approached her, she should still pay attention, wondering if she can ask the empress for some compensation afterwards.

Coming out of the Nuwa Temple, Kunpeng was about to leave the human race, when he caught a glimpse of a figure that shouldn't be here from the corner of his eye.

Did you read it wrong?

Kunpeng approached the wrinkled and weather-beaten old man who was sitting against the wall, and then squatted down to observe the other person's face carefully.

There was a circle of children in front of the other party, listening to the old man telling stories. The old man's voice was slow and vicissitudes, as if he was really dying.

Kunpeng just squatted there, no one saw him, and he kept silent, listening to hunting stories with the children.

When it was getting late, the children around dispersed one by one.

A woman walked to the corner with a stone bowl. The bowl was full of mush. She put the bowl in front of the old man and left.

Kunpeng continued to watch the old man sitting there alone, without touching the stone bowl.

After a while, a skinny child came over and picked up the

Wan drank the bowl of mush, then glanced at the old man with complicated eyes, turned and left.

After that, no one came near except the woman who came to take back the stone bowl.

Kunpeng just stared at it for a whole day, until the last ray of sunlight disappeared into the sky.

"Why don't you leave?" A trace of helplessness flashed in the old man's eyes, and his voice became calm and powerful.

"Why don't you keep pretending you can't see me?"

Kunpeng did not answer the other party's question, but instead asked curiously.

"It's inconvenient for you to stare at me here." The old man said slowly.

"And you haven't left after watching for so long, you should have noticed it, and there is no need for me to continue pretending."

When Kunpeng heard the words, a sly gleam flashed in his eyes, "If I say I didn't see anything, I'll just be bored, what do you think?"

A hint of helplessness flashed in the old man's eyes and he said, "Friend Daoist, you are joking."

"Actually, I'm telling the truth." Kunpeng said seriously: "You didn't respond for a long time, I thought I guessed wrong, and I was planning to leave."

The other party paused, looked at him with bottomless eyes, and sighed: "Let's talk in another place, it's not convenient here."

Kunpeng understood, and left here with the other party.

He didn't go far, and he called out a name, and sure enough, he stopped in front of him, which proved that it was indeed the person he thought.

作者有话要说：鲲鹏不要伤心，等人族发展起来就可以持续收割了。感谢在2020-04-2723:59:55~2020-04-2823:12:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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