Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

"Terrans!"

In the East China Sea, Ao Changsheng in retreat opened his eyes, and an incomparably complicated look appeared in his eyes.

Although Ao Changsheng had already told him countless times in his heart that he was mentally prepared.

Countless times told himself that it was Nuwa who created people with the way of creation, not the Terrans on the little blue ball in the previous life.

But Ao Changsheng looked at the newborn ignorant Terran race far away on the Buzhou Mountain, and his heart still couldn't help but ripple.

"People!"

Ao Changsheng looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, his eyes seemed to penetrate an endless distance, saw the scene on Buzhou Mountain, and then looked down at his current dragon body.

"If I appear in front of the Terrans now, I will either be worshipped as a divine beast or feared as a calamity beast!"

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Perhaps in the future, he will turn into a human form and live in the Terran for a while, but Ao Changsheng always remembers it in his heart.

He is no longer 'human', both body and soul.

The only part that belongs to 'people' is probably only that small memory and emotion!

Ao Changsheng let out a long sigh in his heart.

......

"The flames, the house, the clothes... It's all together!

Ao Changsheng looked at a small tribe gathered by thousands of people below.

The houses were scattered, but they were also well located, and every family was cooking, walking people, and they were all dressed in clothes made of various leaves and plants.

Although it is a little peculiar, it does not look much different from the small village of later generations.

"Sure enough, any action that helps the Terrans drill wood for fire, sew clothes, and build houses will bring merit to the heavens is deceptive."

Ao Changsheng was sure that since the birth of the Terrans, except for the merit of Nuwa's sanctification, no merit had fallen.

However, Ao Changsheng was not much surprised.

After all, he is now in a real flood world, not an imaginary myth.

If you can get merit by casually helping the Terrans get something in the flood and famine, then the Terrans will definitely become the target of everyone in the flood and famine.

Even in the face of the saint Nuwa, the Lich Demon Clan would not kill the Terrans.

However, it is still very easy to use some means to restrict the development of the Terrans.

As for what is the protagonist of Heavenly Destiny in the flood?

I'm sorry!

If Ao Changsheng hadn't known about this.

Then no matter how he looks at it now, he can't see that this race in front of him, with a population of up to tens of millions, who doesn't even understand cultivation, will be the protagonist of the future flood world.

As for what innate Dao body of the Terran race?

At this time, in the flood and desolation, even the most ordinary creatures in the bloodline were all innate creatures.

Moreover, when cultivation reaches the Heavenly Immortal, it can be transformed into an innate Dao body, which is convenient for walking in floods.

Although the innate Dao body of the Terran race is rare for the Flood World, it is not a precious thing.

The current Terrans, compared to the many weak races above the flood waste, have the greatest advantage is only a powerful enough backstage standing behind them, the Nuwa Saint.

Of course, as the first generation of human race, the creatures directly created by Nuwa with the Nine Heavens Resting Soil are still qualified.

At least many of the races that Ao Changsheng saw would absorb a lot of spiritual energy between breaths to nourish their bodies, even if they did not have the method of breathing.

It's just that he lacks the method to refine Spiritual Qi into mana, so he has never been able to step into the path of cultivation.

Seriously, the physical fitness of this current group of Terrans is extremely terrifying.

Even if they did not step into cultivation, they could easily resist the Earth Immortal-level monsters with their flesh bodies.

It's just that Ao Changsheng can't help but be a little curious about why Nuwa didn't pass on the cultivation methods of these races.

Even if it is just to pass down the most basic method of refining mana, with the qualifications of this group of Terrans, not to mention Tai Yi and Da Luo.

But it is still easy to reach the Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals, if the methods handed down are more profound.

Among this group of Terrans, there are definitely people who can look forward to the existence of Da Luo, and even most of them are expected to ascend to the Golden Immortal.

This question is not only Ao Changsheng, in the flood, many great powers have similar doubts.

Although Nuwa set up an enchantment to protect the Terrans in the Buzhou Mountain, this enchantment was not the kind of closed enchantment similar to the one that Hongjun trapped the Wu clan back then.

Rather, it is an enchantment of a repressive nature.

This enchantment laid down by Nuwa with the means of a saint, even if the quasi-saint level stepped into this area, it would be extremely uncomfortable to suppress.

The mana that originally worked smoothly seemed to be heavier than Mount Tai, and it was extremely difficult to urge.

And the avenue that is like an arm in weekdays seems to have become extremely strange in this area, and it takes almost tens of millions of times more energy to do it.

And if the quasi-saint could barely exert his magic power to urge the Dao in this range, then Da Luo and the cultivators below were completely powerless.

Whether it is mana or avenue, for Da Luo who stepped into this area, he couldn't use it at all.

This method immediately shocked the hearts of many powerful people who came to observe the Terrans.

Unlike the great battles that have shocked the floods and famine over the years, the terrifying power that almost crushed the quasi-saint.

Nuwa's method is gentle and silent, seemingly extremely ordinary.

But it made all the powerful people who had felt it feel chills in their hearts, and they couldn't help but be in awe of the saint.

"This is... Sage means? The mana of beheading the two corpses and the means that Dao Dao left behind by Junior Sister Nuwa were powerless to resist. Lao

Tzu felt the quasi-holy mana in his body that was difficult to urge, and the unshakable avenue that seemed to turn into a piece of chaotic essence iron.

"Sure enough... The gap between saints and quasi-saints is unimaginably large!

Lao Tzu sighed slightly in his heart.

Although there was a guess in his heart, Lao Tzu was still difficult to accept in his heart at this time, but with Lao Tzu's heart, this thought was just cut off by him in an instant.

However, Lao Tzu looked up at the smoke in the distance, and the depths of his seemingly indifferent gaze contained incredible fiery, that is...

Attachment to the Tao!

It is a desire for holiness!

"Saint?"

"I'll be soon!"

Lao Tzu felt the throbbing Hongmeng purple qi in the sea of knowledge, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, holding a crutch in his hand, and walked towards the Terran step by step.

Time flows like water, and in the blink of an eye, it is a thousand years.

For Hong Huang, a thousand years of time is just a retreat for some immortals, and even a doze for some powerful people.

But for the newborn Terrans, it was undoubtedly a long time.

Over the past thousand years, the first batch of initial Terrans has passed in the past thousand years, and although no one has died of old age, the traces of the years have been deeply engraved on the bodies of these Races.

Looking at this look, I am afraid that in no more than 10,000 years, this first batch of first generation of Terrans will reach the end of Shouyuan.

But just as the traces of the years are engraved on every Terran, the traces of the years inscribed on the 'Terrans' are equally obvious.

In a thousand years, the population of the Terrans has already exceeded the one billion mark.

Although the qualifications of this second, third, fourth, and even fifth generation of Terrans are slightly inferior to those of the first generation of Terrans directly created by Nuwa, they are not much different.

However, the birth of the sixth generation of the Terran was a shock to the entire Terran race.

Unlike the previous five generations of the Terrans, the Shouyuan was as long as 10,000 years, and none of the Shouyuan of the sixth generation of the Terrans was more than 500 years.

After a thousand years, many sixth-generation Terrans have naturally aged, and even some seventh-generation Terrans are about to enter old age.

This also led to divisions within the Terrans.

Many parents of the sixth generation of the Terran want to lead their descendants out of the enchantment set up by Our Lady Nuwa and go to the outside world so that they can practice immortal law and prolong the life of their descendants.

Yes!

The Terrans know the practice and know the monks.

Although these years are few, there are also great powers to step into this enchantment in order to see the Terrans.

And for the sake of the face of the Nuwa Saint, these powers that stepped into the enchantment were also extremely kind to the Terrans.

He is not stingy with some knowledge from the outside world, and even some great powers have passed down some cultivation methods.

Unfortunately, this enchantment not only suppressed the cultivation of foreign cultivators, but even the cultivation of the inner Terran race was suppressed by this enchantment.

Therefore, even with the practice method, there was no cultivator among the Terrans.

Therefore, in the face of the calamity of relatives and friends, and even future generations, many Terrans will want to leave this enchantment and go to the outside world to practice.

However, more Terrans believe that this enchantment was established by the Virgin Nuwa in order to make them multiply in it, so they are reluctant to leave.

Among them, most of the people who chose this were the first five generations of Shouyuan worry-free, and more Terrans after the sixth generation wanted to go to the outside world to practice.

And the result of this controversy, naturally, does not need to be said, neither side completely persuades the other.

A large number of Terrans still live in the enchantment set up by Nuwa.

And more Terrans, in this thousand years, have successively chosen to step out of the enchantment and step into the flood.

On a mountain peak, an old man on crutches stared at the backs of tens of thousands of people leaving, with a trace of puzzlement in his eyes.

"Why did Junior Sister Nuwa do this?" The old man on crutches couldn't help but mumble the question in his heart.

That's right, this old man on crutches is not an old man of the Terran race, but a Sanqing Laozi who has walked among this Terran for thousands of years.

Lao Tzu stared at another tribe of Terrans leaving the enchantment of that golden rune and stepping into the flood.

Over the years, Lao Tzu has seen this scene too many times, and because of this, he will be puzzled.

He didn't believe that with the mighty power of a saint, the enchantment he had set up did not even have the ability to simply distinguish between enemies and us.

While suppressing outsiders, it also suppresses the cultivation of the Terrans?

What a deed.

If this enchantment did not suppress the cultivation of the Terrans, in Lao Tzu's opinion, the hundreds of millions of Terrans in the first five generations of this enchantment at least had the qualifications to become golden immortals.

Hundreds of millions of golden immortals, although they are not worth mentioning for the powerful forces in the flood wilderness, they will never be the bottom forces in the flood famine.

Plus the guardianship of this enchantment.

In the vast world under this enchantment, after hundreds of thousands of millions of years, this Terran race definitely has the possibility of becoming the top force outside the Lich Race.

"Because the future of the Terrans is not in this life!"