I am Huanglong, the favorite of the prehistoric group

"It can be understood this way, otherwise how can we be worthy of continuous self-improvement? Only by continuous self-improvement can we continue to improve ourselves. Don't shirk, you are far better than you think." Nuwa smiled slightly.

"I'll give it a try, but I won't be the Human Emperor. If Brother Fuxi comes, I'll feel uneasy if he doesn't become the Human Emperor." Huang Long said seriously.

No matter what, Fuxi must come.

"No problem." Nuwa replied. She had wanted to do this for a long time, but Fuxi would not cooperate. Now that she has become a Taoist, Fuxi no longer has the right to say no.

Fuxi's face turned slightly dark. Although this was what he expected, you should ask me for my opinion first, okay?

"When a clan is born, when there is a spiritual treasure to suppress the luck, I will suppress it with the Kongtong Seal." Huang Long said, the Kongtong Seal needs luck to increase its power, and it is bound to the human race. In the future, he may have a magic weapon that is as powerful as the innate treasure.

, at the same time blessing the human race.

"It's just right, I couldn't ask for it." Nuwa said, there are only a few magic weapons that can suppress luck, especially magic weapons that are specifically related to luck like the Kongtong Seal.

"Okay." Huang Long's face was solemn. From this moment on, half of the fate of the human race was in his own hands. He looked at the still confused human race. The light around him shone, and the Kongtong Seal flew out from the spiritual platform, and the dragon roared in bursts.

, Thousands of auspicious colors shine in all directions.

"The way of heaven is supreme. Now I, Huanglong, use the Kongtong Seal to control the fate of the human race. From now on, the Kongtong Seal will be the most precious treasure of the human race, symbolizing the supreme power of the human race."

The yellow dragon's face was solemn, and the Kongtong seal flew up, flying into the illusory river of luck above the human race's head, buzzing, and the seals on all sides sparkled, extremely joyful.

"Eastern Green Emperor, Emperor Fuxi, returns to his throne."

Huanglong looked at Fuxi.

Fuxi sighed softly, and immediately his whole body's temperament changed, a graceful aura surged, the emperor's dharma was condensed behind him, the Kongtong seal changed, and the Qing Emperor's dharma was carved on the east side.

The Kongtong Seal was even more joyful, spinning softly in the air, and then flew into Huanglong's hand.

"When the human race was born, it was based on the ancient times. It should be unyielding and accept all races. Therefore, it takes the dragon as a totem. I hope that the whole human race will be like a real dragon, capable of being big or small, rising or hiding; if it is big, it will stir up the clouds.

When the fog is small, it hides its form; when it rises, it soars in the universe; when it is hidden, it lurks within the waves." Huang Long's face became even more solemn, exuding majesty.

Although the new human race didn’t understand anything, after listening to what Huang Long said, they felt that it was absolutely right, and they should all be right.

"From today on, the Huanglong clan protects the human race from generation to generation and is the god of the human race. The human race worships the Huanglong clan from generation to generation. Humans and dragons are one. If the dragon exists, humans will survive. If humans are destroyed, the dragons will be destroyed."

Huanglong's eyes flashed with light. He was the leader of the Huanglong clan and the leader of the human clan, and he had the right to make decisions for both clans.

I saw the human race Qi Luck roar again and turn into the shape of a dragon.

Nuwa nodded slightly, waved her hand, and the void twisted. No matter what the Huanglong clan in West Kunlun and Kunlun were doing at the moment, they were forcibly twisted and traveled here out of thin air.

A group of earth dragons were still confused when they saw Huang Long, their eyes suddenly burst out with light, and they said in unison: "Meet the clan leader!"

"No, get up. These human races have my bloodline. From now on, you will protect them for generations and become the gods of the human race. I will also use this to wash away the karma on your bodies." Huang Long said.

"Yes."

All the dragons nodded in unison. The patriarch's orders are above all else, and they have the blood of the patriarch. These can be regarded as the royal family in the Yellow Dragon Clan.

I just don’t know if they can transform into dragons.

After doing all this, Huang Long will continue to speak and determine the basic rules of the human race.

Suddenly spiritual energy surged on one side, and an inexplicable voice sounded: "It is indeed you!"

Huanglong turned his head and found Jumang appearing on one side.

Nuwa's sanctification did not announce it to the ancients like Hongjun did, so there was no vision. But if there is no vision, it is still sanctification. She can't hide it from other people, not even Jumang who is nearby.

"It's us, why, we can't do it?" After being recognized, Fuxi didn't panic much, looked at Jumang and said with a smile.

"Emperor Xi from Heavenly Court secretly sneaked into my lineage, Jumang, with evil intentions. Do you think I won't kill you?" Jumang's whole body was boiling with turbid air, boundless laws were rolling, billions of feet of demons and gods were condensing, and he ordered the heaven and earth. In an instant, the heaven and earth were transformed.

What he used.

"No. Because you Jumang never hurt your friends. And don't scare my child. He is just born. As an uncle, don't scare the child." Fuxi's tone was gentle, as if he was really chatting with his friends.

"Yes, my name is Uncle Goumang." Huang Long commanded the Suiren.

"Uncle Jumang." The Suiren men immediately shouted respectfully towards Jumang.

Jumang's face suddenly stiffened, and he could no longer maintain his ferocious aura. He dispersed his appearance and looked at Fuxi coldly: "I don't hurt my friends, but my friends will never cheat. I, Jumang, hate deception and betrayal most in my life.

”

"What did I lie to you about? My name is Fuxi, also known as Taihao. What's wrong? Taishang, also known as Daode, does it mean that he used the name of Daode to make friends with you, so you feel that he has deceived you?" Fuxi said righteously.

.

Who doesn’t have a name or two these days?

"Strong words. Your Heavenly Court and my Pangu lineage are incompatible with each other. You changed your name to Taihao and secretly sneaked into my Jumang lineage. What do you want to do? If you don't tell me why, don't force me to call my eldest brother and the others.

.You know, in order to keep the twelve meridians connected, eldest brother specially set up a space teleportation array. You can reach it anytime you want." Ju Mang said coldly.

"What is my motive? I am thinking for the sake of heaven and earth. Is the witchcraft I created a lie? Is what you told me about inheriting the will of Pangu and embracing all races a lie? Three thousand years ago, under the blue sky,

Are you lying when you swear with me that you want to change the prehistoric times?" Fuxi suddenly shouted with a straight face.

"Of course it's true." Gou Mang said angrily, he always means what he says.

"Then since it can accommodate all races, why can't my sister and I? Are we not all races? Are we not witches? Don't we inherit the will of the Great God Pangu?" Fuxi launched a further attack, "Could it be that Jumang, a descendant of Pangu,

You actually don’t mean what you say!”

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When Huang Long saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly. Although he was firmly on Fuxi's side, he couldn't bear to bully an honest person like this.

"This... this is different!" Ju Mang shouted with a red neck, trying to tell the difference, but he didn't know why he was asked a question by Fu Xi even though it was something he was justified in doing.

"What's the difference?" Fuxi spoke righteously and pressed forward step by step, easily gaining the moral upper hand.

Ju Mang was at a loss for words and couldn't explain himself, and then he shouted angrily: "Fuxi kid, don't use your clever words and pretense, just take my punch."

As he spoke, the law surged, and he punched out a punch that penetrated the sky and hit Fuxi hard on the face. Fuxi was hurt and flew out eight hundred miles, smashing countless mountains.

After being hit by a punch, Gou Mang was stunned for a moment and then said: "Why don't you hide?"

In the smoke and dust, Fuxi turned into a stream of light, and immediately came to Jumang and said: "Because I really owe you a punch."

"Huh!" Ju Mang snorted coldly, punched him, and felt much better. He said angrily, "Don't think this is alright."

"Then give me another punch. Hit it evenly." Fuxi said with a smile.

"This is not a matter of one punch. You go away and I will pretend that nothing happened." Ju Mang turned around and said.

"Don't leave. These children have just been born and need a safe place. Your tribe is just right. The surroundings are safe and the soil is fertile." Fuxi said.

"Your children need a place to live, so they come to my tribe. Do I owe you?" Jumang couldn't help but turn back and shouted to Fuxi.

"Yes, as you said, you and my brother, yours is half as much as mine, but it still doesn't count. Although I am Fuxi now, not Taihao." Fuxi said seriously.

Jumang's eyes as big as copper bells glared at Fuxi, his chest rose and fell violently, and every time he breathed in, there was a strong wind. Finally, he kicked Fuxi again, and then said: "I and Taihao are brothers, Qing Emperor Taihao

You will always be the high priest of my Jumang tribe."

"That's it. So you, Goumang, are my human race's spring god and wood god." Fuxi was kicked and said indifferently.

"What spring god, wood god, I don't care about it." Ju Mang cursed and walked back to his residence. Halfway there, he muttered again, "I still have a jar of freshly brewed wine at home. If some bastard

If you want to drink, you can come here."

"Okay." Fuxi smiled and followed directly.

"That's it?" Huang Long looked at this scene and couldn't help but be confused. Should he say that Elder Fuxi is very charming?

"The friendship between male cultivators is normal. And do you really think that Jumang hasn't noticed it at all for so many years? You have to know that for so many years, Jumang's only confidant is his brother." Nuwa looked at her with a half-smile.

Huanglong.

Huang Long burst out laughing when he heard this. Is there anyone really stupid in this place?

Even if some of them look stupid, they can simply suppress them with brute force instead of using their brains.

"But the eldest brother is gone. I have to rely on you to settle this matter. You know I'm not good at it." Nuwa suddenly smiled and said. She has a very clear positioning of herself. She will not do things she is not good at except when necessary.

More often than not, she is a nuclear weapon on the outside, frightening foreigners, and a mascot on the inside, giving the human race inner peace.

"Huh?" Huang Long reacted suddenly. He didn't even think of this move. He quickly thought about finding Fuxi, and then he was stared at by pairs of longing eyes. He stroked his forehead helplessly. Why do I need to be single for ten thousand years?

Are you starting to think about the food, clothing, housing and transportation for your whole family?