Chapter 327 Return to prehistoric times
"If it were me, I would kill them all, bury the past glory and start over, burn my boats and survive from a desperate situation."
Chen Zhu looked at Ying Long: "It depends on whether you dare or not."
"I can not do it."
Yinglong shook his head: "Although the Ninth Ancestor has left, he is still secretly taking care of the Dragon Clan. I will not succeed if I do this."
"Then there is only the second option, abandon these dragons, let them fend for themselves, and then support some new dragons."
Chen Zhu looked towards the vast land and the sea. The mixed-blood dragons were not considered as dragons.
Those dragons born from other tribes, or simply dragons that evolved from other creatures, are not true dragons.
"Look at those mixed-blood Chiwen and those big dragons. They may be able to be cultivated."
Although the ancestor of Chiwen has left, these mixed-bloods are still unattended and can be used.
"They don't have dragon blood..."
Yinglong sighed: "It's not pure blood. Even if it gets up, it won't be my dragon clan."
"You will be stuck with purebloods for the rest of your life."
Chen Zhu stared at him: "Then there is only one last solution. Well, I will just waste some time here."
Chen Zhu gently cut his wrists.
Dragon blood rolled down. These were the origins of his body. Now, he was going to use this method of rebirth himself.
Drops of blood fell on the ground, and the cocoon path moved with the flow, transforming into gestating dragon eggs.
Dragon eggs are black, yellow, or a mixture of these.
After all, these dragon eggs were condensed by Chen Zhu, and they were born with golden luck.
Yinglong was slightly surprised, this person was indeed a dragon.
I just don't know why I have never heard of it and only saw it now by coincidence.
"I will definitely cultivate these dragon species well!"
Yinglong made a vow, but the next second Chen Zhu picked up the dragon eggs and said to him coldly:
"What do you mean by good training, so that you can raise those dragons in this sea area?"
He held the dragon egg and said:
I heard that Queen Nuwa created humans and became a saint. Do you know where those humans are?
He looked around and didn't smell any human scent, so he thought they were still far away from here.
"Are you talking about the human race that Queen Nuwa created when she attained enlightenment and became a saint?"
Yinglong recalled: "There was indeed a big commotion not long ago, but no one cared about those tribes. I remember there seemed to be some... near Shouyang Mountain. I don't know if they are still alive."
"Shouyang Mountain?"
Chen Zhu's heart moved slightly. Isn't that the future Taoist temple of Saint Taiqing?
He then came to Shouyang Mountain.
There is a Yellow River next to Shouyang Mountain. Where the clear water and the yellow water converge is next to Shouyang Mountain.
As soon as he came here, he felt familiar. After careful observation, he found that there was a lot of Shoushan copper on Shouyang Mountain.
Moreover, there is a cause and effect relationship between this mountain and myself.
It turned out to be the case.
I remember that a long time ago, when Shoushan had not yet become the most important mountain in the prehistoric world, a battle broke out and a corner of Shoushan was knocked off.
That corner became the Shouyang Mountain today.
There were tribes at the foot of the mountain. The tiny humans were only the size of a thumb, and they gathered in groups of three or five and moved in clusters.
Primitive and savage.
"Why do you come to see these little people? Although they are in human form, they have no cultivation at all. They are just taking advantage of the Queen Nuwa's blessing."
Yinglong couldn't understand.
However, what made him even more confused was that Chen Zhu placed dragon eggs in the tribe of Shouyang Mountain.
"Grandfather, you wouldn't..."
"That's it. You will see that these hatched dragons must not attack humans. They must rely on each other."
He originally wanted Yinglong to teach here, but he became furious when he thought of the dragon clan in the sea.
"I don't think you can teach a dragon, so I'll do it myself."
He didn't leave, but walked into the tribe.
The body became the same size as the humans in the tribe.
“Woo woo~ Roar~”
Without cultivation, one cannot understand the Tao and can only babble like a primitive and barbaric monkey.
These people are afraid of water, so they don't take a bath and don't have any clothes to cover themselves.
However, this batch should be molded by Queen Nuwa, so they look good, unlike those humans who were casually cast out of mud thousands of miles away, and they look so ugly.
The only advantage is that it is still innate at this time, and you can still be full by drinking the northwest wind.
Chen Zhu's arrival made these humans look at him nervously, gazing him up and down.
"Foolish ancestors."
Chen Zhu sighed, then sat down and tried to make a fire.
"I will teach you how to survive."
He used two dead woods, tinder, and a little bit of...
Tsk, what happened? Why is it that when I try to make fire by hand, I only see black charcoal but no flames?
md Lu Ya is not dead yet?
No, maybe the method is wrong.
This was not the first time Chen Zhu had done this. He had tried it when he was young, but he did not gain any merit at that time.
He is trying this now, thinking that there will be some merit in it, right?
Little did they know that at this moment in the sky, Nuwa and Saint Taiqing were constantly extinguishing the flames that were about to emerge.
The time is not right yet, this fate cannot be given randomly.
"Candle God is really... He always does this every time he comes."
The Great Purity Saint sighed, "Empress Wa, you have a close relationship with Him, why don't you go and say a few words?"
"I told him he would do it again next time."
Queen Wa turned her head away.
"It is most appropriate that no one has noticed the human race now. If we really want to light the fire, the wizards and liches should pay attention to the human race."
Saint Taiqing extinguished the flames once again.
"He doesn't care about it himself, and he's very angry. Maybe he did it on purpose."
"It was on purpose."
Queen Wa sighed and said, "Just look after it for the next two days. He is also busy and won't stay here forever."
After saying this, Chen Zhu began to doubt his life even more.
He even took the initiative to find Chen Dachui and watched ten days of wilderness survival lessons, and mastered at least ten ways of making fire!
Still can’t rise!
"Md! Lu Ya, I will kill you sooner or later!"
Finally, Chen Zhu threw the wooden stick angrily and cursed at the air around him!
Somewhere in the highest sky, Taoist Lu Ya sneezed.
"Haha!"
"Who is calling me?"
He counted with his fingers again and again, but had no clue. He could only guess that perhaps some powerful being was thinking of him.
"We need to be more careful."
Taoist Lu Ya held the gourd in his hand and staggered further away.
Chen Zhu, not realizing that he had wronged the good people, decided to teach these humans how to practice.
"Come, come, I will teach you what cultivation is. For the first point, let's..."
Looking at the primitive people who surrounded him with their confused and bewildered eyes, Chen Zhu began to doubt whether the decision he had made was right.
The dragon race’s weaknesses are weaknesses, but as long as they are alive, weaknesses don’t seem to matter.
Instead, they teach these primitive people... I really can't stand it.
Chen Zhu swore that he had never seen such a difficult-to-teach creature in his life.
At first he said he was going to teach them how to practice cultivation, but later on he found that even teaching them how to eat with chopsticks was extremely difficult.
"Even a pig can do that!"
Chen Zhu jumped up and down and cursed, saying that even after so many dragons were born, these primitive people were still primitive people.
I have to say, the one who can teach the human race is worthy of being a saint.
Chen Zhu was filled with emotion, but he didn't know that the Saint Taiqing in heaven was so happy that he was smiling widely.
"There is such a good thing. Candle God is really a good person."
Although these basics are of little use, teaching them to others undoubtedly shortens the journey a lot.
Since humans couldn’t teach, Chen Zhu began to teach dragons.
The little dragons are different from humans. They are born with memories in their blood.
He understood the Taoist texts and principles, and with Chen Zhu's guidance, he soon began to gain a little wisdom.
But it's not without its downsides.
"Father, father..."
Chen Zhu never got tired of hearing the calls, and he would come to him for everything.
Strictly speaking, these are his bloodlines that cannot be purer, so it is right to call them that.
But Chen Zhu couldn't stand it. He simply took charge of the lives of these little dragons and threw them together, raising them together with humans.
So not long after, dragons began to lead humans around on Mount Shouyang.
In the sky, Queen Nuwa's expression became extremely ugly.
"This...is really..."
Chen Zhu's expression was also extremely ugly.
"How come it became useless after being raised for a while?"
Finally, Saint Taiqing came down and spoke.
"Candle God, please don't interfere with this."
"I know what you want to do. Why don't you let me do it and you just watch."
"Is this appropriate?"
Chen Zhu scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "How can I ask the saint for help?"
"Aren't saints also human beings? You can just watch from the sidelines."
After he finished speaking, Saint Taiqing stretched out his hand and displayed his saintly abilities.
The heaven and earth quickly retreated, and all traces of Chen Zhu's interference were eliminated.
The power of time went backwards, and everything was recovering. Chen Zhu was slightly surprised, because the time of the entire prehistoric world went backwards. Is this what a saint can do?
He was shocked. Even if he had the authority of time now, he couldn't do it. He would at least need the authority of ten thousand ways to be able to do it.
The Three Pure Ones are simply amazing.
The blood in his hand returned to his body, only a little bit fell.
It transformed into a dark yellow real dragon, which was deliberately left behind by the Saint Taiqing.
"The development of the human race needs to go with the flow. I will leave a dragon for you. It will infect the human race with its aura day and night, and enlighten the human race. In this way, the destiny of the dragon race and the human race will resonate with each other in the future."
Chen Zhu nodded as if he understood, but he couldn't understand any of this.
It seems that every action of Saint Taiqing is natural and there are no mistakes, either now or in the future.
The predetermined trajectory was completed, and as expected, Chen Zhu saw the luck of the dragon race and the luck of the human race merging together not long after.
"The saint is still very clever."
Chen Zhu gave a thumbs up, then called Yinglong over to let him see his results.
"Ancestor, why is this?"
Yinglong was puzzled: "They are just human beings. What's the use of blending with the luck of my dragon race?"
"Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?"
Seeing that he didn't know what was going on, Chen Zhu simply scolded him:
"This human master was created by Queen Nuwa to attain enlightenment and become a saint. Although he is weak now, his future will be different."
"The dragon race has to grow and make up for it on their own. I have no choice but to let someone guide you."
He smiled proudly: "In the future you will understand the benefits of my doing this."
After saying that, Chen Zhu handed the Xuanhuang True Dragon over to Yinglong and told him not to disturb him unless necessary.
Now that Saint Taiqing has spoken, there is no need to worry anymore.
After doing all this, Chen Zhu walked towards the east step by step.
The heaven and earth evolve, and the four symbols suppress the wilderness.
One of these four symbols is the Azure Dragon.
Just because of one's duty to guard the heaven and earth, one cannot move at will.
Chen Zhu followed the Tao and came in front of Qinglong, staring at the being before him.
"Qinglong Zu, why are you so embarrassed?"
He smiled slightly, but the being in front of him did not raise his head at all, nor did he even pay attention to him.
The Qinglong Ancestor in front of him is very different from the Qinglong Ancestor in the Longhan period. If you talk about it carefully, I'm afraid that the Qinglong Ancestor in front of him has lost his spirit.
The heart is dead, but the body is still alive.
Chen Zhu had no choice but to leave with a sigh.
The Ancestral Dragon has suppressed the destiny of heaven and earth and cannot be found, and the only Ancestral Azure Dragon is also depressed.
This sense of separation can be called poison.
However, Chen Zhu was still very excited and he wanted to find Taoist Taiping.
The Taoist Taiping must be pretty awesome now, right? Even if he can't become a saint, he should at least become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, right?
In today's world, the realms of cultivation are unfolding before Chen Zhu's eyes one by one.
After human immortals are earthly immortals, after earthly immortals are celestial immortals, and after celestial immortals are mysterious immortals.
That was the realm of the Longhan period.
In today's Lich Age, above the Xuanxian is the Jinxian, and above the Jinxian is the Daluo!
Once one achieves Daluo, one becomes the orthodox of heaven and earth, obtains the principles and fruits of Tao, and becomes immortal and indestructible.
As long as the Heavenly Way exists, it will live forever, and will not perish even after countless calamities.
, this is what Yinglong said to Chen Zhu.
Of course, the orthodox one is called Daluo, and those unorthodox ones who have achieved some of the conditions of Daluo through various means are called Taiyi.
The orthodox name is Daluo Jinxian, while the unorthodox name is Taiyi Jinxian.
Taiyi is often much weaker than Daluo.
Above Daluo is still Daluo, but he takes one more step in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm and can be called a quasi-sage.
The quasi-saints of the Lich Age were Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, or the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Above the Quasi Saint, one is either an orthodox Saint, or a less orthodox "Golden Immortal of the Great Luo."
The two have the same effect, but there are also differences.
Outside of the ancient times, there is no difference between saints and Hunyuan Daluo.
In the ancient times, saints have absolute power of command!
"Senior!"
Chen Zhu shouted, he believed that as long as he shouted, the old Taoist would definitely hear him.
The next moment, he saw a hand reaching out from the sky.
For a moment, in a trance, Chen Zhu seemed to see a complicated world in the chaos.
Taoist Taiping was still the same as before, looking at him with a smile.
"Old Taoist, you are awesome."
He was amazed and wanted to find out what was going on.
"You kid, you always ask me this question every time you come here. I won't say it anymore. You will know it when the time comes."
Taoist Taiping was no longer surprised: "Go back quickly, the plan here is about to begin, don't wander around, it's the right thing to do to gain enlightenment."
The Taoist priest of the Taiping Sect fought back and Chen Zhu was beaten back to Guanghe.
This is his home court.
Those eyes looked at him, then turned away nonchalantly. This feeling made Chen Zhu so angry that he slapped himself.
"You are such a bullshit! I'll beat you to death!"
"Hiss~ It hurts."
This time while traveling through time, Chen Zhu gained a deep understanding of the next realm.
But some memories are fading. That is the way of this world, and destiny cannot be disturbed.
Chen Zhu didn't care. He had already gained the benefits this time. He believed that if he followed the steps, he would soon be able to enter the Golden Immortal Realm.
Second, as long as you follow the path of the Golden Immortal Realm, you will reach the same destination through different paths.
The immortal way and the Shinto way go hand in hand, and on such ordinary days, it seems as if everything does not exist.
Of course, Chen Zhu felt it was dull, but the dragon clan was crazy busy.
Apart from him, the entire prehistoric world seemed to be busy as hell.
Luck. All ethnic groups are plundering luck. How much resources they occupy and how much cultivation they have are all closely related to luck.
This naturally led to some conflicts.
But this is not important. The primitive world is so vast and there are plenty of resources. The day when resources are exhausted is far from here.
This is the prosperous era of prehistoric times!
In such a prosperous era, a ray of light is taking shape.
This spiritual light was actually the God of Light brought back by Chen Zhu. It witnessed the birth of the Way of Heaven and began to be conceived at the same time as the Way of Heaven.
And now, this spiritual light is in Yang Valley, contaminated by the breath of the dragon clan, and transformed into a natural sacred being with a human body and a dragon tail.
Tai Su was right next to him, without blinking, and he had put all the sunlight that he had collected for countless kalpas in his hands into it.
He stared at the holy being, wanting to go up, but not daring to.
It was conceived by the sacredness. After walking out, I watched the sun rise in Yanggu during the day and felt a sense of emotion.
"I was born in the time of Fuxi, so... I'll be called Fuxi."
"Light……"
Tai Su stubbornly called Fuxi by another name.
"Daoyou, I am Fuxi, not Guang."
Fuxi sighed softly: "Thank you for your help, but I don't need this anymore."
He took out those rays of light, and the reborn Fuxi was not the god of light he once was.
Just like Tai Su now, he is not the Dark God of the past.
Fuxi will be annihilated more thoroughly.
"Light……"
Tai Su called out again.
There is endless longing and emotion in those eyes.
He waited too long, too long.
He searched for too long, too long.
Until now, until today, I finally see hope!
"Fellow……"
Fuxi opened his mouth to say something, but ended up sighing.
"Ugh……"
He gently lifted up Tai Su's black hair, but he didn't intend to deny it.
I am the incarnation of the true spirit of the God of Light, so I can also be considered the God of Light.
Tai Su, fundamentally speaking, is indeed inseparable from oneself.
After waiting for a long time, when Tai Su was finally willing to let go a little, Fu Xi pulled Him and said:
"Sister, I want to go see Him."
This “He” is Chen Zhu. Fuxi remembers how he left and how he was reborn.
The mystery behind it is profound.
In fact, Chen Zhu had been paying close attention the entire time. When he saw Fuxi coming, an expression of "as expected" flashed in his eyes.
Tai Su was the future Queen Nuwa.
But it’s hard to say how much more we will have to go through.
"I met my father."
Fuxi bowed elegantly: "Thank you, father, for giving me life."
"It's just convenient."
Chen Zhu shook his head. The other party called him father because it was his fate. There was not much affection between them.
"Father, I saw the formation of the Heavenly Dao and was inspired to create one. I wonder if it is feasible now?"
As soon as Fuxi opened his mouth, he had some insights.
He already has enough affinity and is now asking for advice because he is worried about what he doesn’t know.
(End of this chapter)