Around the residence of the human race, stones were piled up to form a wall ten kilometers in length and breadth, blocking the attack of the beasts.

"Elder Xia, the day the human race establishes the Holy Father will be tomorrow."

In one of the huge residences, the acting elders of more than [-] people, Xia Hezhou.

The two were the acting elders who were elected by the crowd after Shennong and Jibopanwang left.

"Elder Zhou, has the statue of the Holy Father been built?" Xia is a calm young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, very strong.

Elder Zhou nodded. He is a half-white old man, highly respected in the tribe, and most suitable to be the leader of the tribe.

"Holy Father Zhenwu is the guardian of our human race. The human race does not dare or forget it. It can only build statues and burn incense every day to worship."

"Not only that, although the Virgin has neglected the human race, but creating life, it cannot be forgotten."

Soon, the next morning.

After two days of rest and recuperation, the aura on everyone's face became a little more rosy, and their spirits were no longer sluggish.

They stood neatly in the square of the residence, looking at the ten-meter-high statue in front of them, with extremely respectful expressions on their faces.

A statue with a beautiful long dress and a fairy-like face makes people dare not make a sound of delusions.

On the other hand, it looked like a teenager, it was Li Zhenwu.

"The Virgin made man from earth, and her kindness is eternal. The human race is unforgettable. It can only be remembered for five years, and it will be missed day and night."

"Of course, after going through the calamity of the Lich, the human race was very weak. Fortunately, Zhenwu came, rescued the human race from danger, and guarded the human race day and night, so this statue can only be erected."

"Our Lady of the Human Race, be the Empress Nuwa, the Holy Father of the Human Race, and a true warrior!"

With the speeches of the two elders of Xia Zhou in 513, everyone was in high spirits and all listened intently.

When the last sentence "True Martial Artist" fell, everyone knelt down and kowtowed, shouting loudly.

Boom!

Accompanied by everyone's worship, the sky was clear, and suddenly there was a dull sound of thunder.

On Wudang Mountain, Li Zhenwu suddenly opened his eyes, looked down at the scene at the foot of the mountain, and couldn't help showing a bitter smile.

When he was at Wuzhuang Temple that day, Shennong had something to say, but he didn't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, when Shen Shenxin was studying the Divine Channel Method, the Human Race moved silently and really established him as the Holy Father.

"You are digging a hole for me!"

Li Zhenwu smiled bitterly and whispered to himself.

The next moment, the golden light fell from the nine heavens, and it was rich and dazzling, just like the falling of the Tianhe River, splitting up in the air, and pouring down to two places respectively.

One of them was Li Zhenwu on Wudang Mountain. The golden light of merit and virtue enveloped him, as if bathed in a galaxy, full of sacred solemnity.

The other one is to go straight to the Wa Palace. You don't need to think about it to know that it is the exclusive use of the Nuwa Empress.

Li Zhenwu pondered silently in his heart, wondering what expression Nuwa would have when she found out?

Chapter [-] Xuanyuan! (Second more)

The cause of the day, the effect of today.

Honghuang pays attention to cause and effect. As long as a choice is made, no matter what the intention is, there will be countless kinds of cause and effect.

Zhenyuanzi rescued the human race in front of Wuzhuangguan, and added the virtues of heaven to him. He recruited the elites of the human race and increased his own countless luck.

This is the fruit of his single thought!

of course!

Li Zhenwu belongs to the prehistoric aliens, not in the Five Elements, jumping out of the Three Realms, Heavenly Dao Hongjun, can't calculate his future, can only deduce some things through the future of the human race.

Wudang Mountain, the real martial arts field!

"Haha, since you have made me the Holy Father of the Human Race, how can you not give me a greeting?"

Li Zhenwu laughed loudly, dressed in azure clothes like chaotic green lotus, the whole person vacated and flew straight towards the square where the human race worshipped.

Under the daze of Fang Cai, he finally figured it out. Instead of hesitating, it is better to accept it generously.

No matter what the saints do, they only want to understand their own thoughts!

As for Empress Nuwa's reaction, he wasn't interested, as long as he didn't provoke him, he didn't bother to go to the so-called face saint.

Li Zhenwu descended from the sky, his body was filled with the power of true martial arts, his blue shirt fluttered in the wind, like a green lotus rooted in chaos.

This picture shocked the hearts of the people.

"Congratulations to Zhenwu Holy Father!"

The next moment, more than [-] people slumped to the ground, bowing their heads respectfully.

After a few days of recuperation, the people who survived, regardless of their mental or physical qualities, are the best choices among the human race.

Li Zhenwu's breath was as warm as jade, and he glanced at everyone lightly, and he looked at everyone's faces very carefully.

There are young children with firm expressions, women with sadness in their eyes, strength in their eyes, men with tears in their eyes, and old people with deep relief in their grief.

"stand up!"

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