"Congratulations!" At the end of Nuwa's sanctification ceremony, Yang Hongru cupped his hands to congratulate her.

This is the first saint born in the prehistoric era since the ancestor Hongjun, and it also allows other big guys to find the direction of becoming a saint. In order to gain merit, in the next period of time, the atmosphere in the prehistoric world will be quite harmonious. Fights and fights will happen again.

If you can't become a saint, why bother fighting to the death?

The two tribes of witches and demons, who were originally at odds with each other, gave up their thoughts of competing for supremacy after Nuwa became a saint. In front of a saint, no matter how powerful the force is, they are just chickens and dogs. Only saints can survive forever.

After Nvwa became a saint, she felt that the ancient land had an inexplicable rejection of her. She needed to go to the land of chaos to build a dojo to defend the ancient world. Not only her, when Sanqing, Zhunti accepted and became a saint, unless there was someone

Necessarily, they spent most of their time in the chaotic world outside the wilderness.

This is the responsibility of the saint. When a saint enjoys the nourishment from the ancient world, he must take up the banner of defending the ancient world. This is all determined, and these messages will naturally be felt by the saint after he achieves the holy status.

What Nuwa was most worried about before leaving was the hundreds of new human beings. So she entrusted the human race to Hongru Taoist, who was most worthy of her trust. Seeing Nuwa's blessing, Yang Hongru happily agreed. He expressed his great gratitude for the human race.

The magical power has built a barrier in his dojo that can last for millions of years.

This barrier can resist all monks and ferocious beasts whose cultivation level is lower than that of Daluo Jinxian. If Daluo Jinxian comes, the barrier will not work. There is no way. Yang Hongru, this Daluo Jinxian, is a parallel import and has many magical powers that Daluo should have.

He can't do either.

Taking advantage of Nuwa's opportunity to create a human, Yang Hongru gained a lot. A small part of the overwhelming golden light of merit was injected into his body, and his cultivation level also increased. Although he did not break through the saint level, he did.

There is a semi-sage - that is, the cultivation level of a quasi-sage.

No matter how awesome the Daluo Jinxian is, as long as he doesn't kill the good corpses and evil corpses, or becomes a saint by virtue of his merits, he can't defeat Yang Hongru. Even the Sanqing before he became a saint can't do it in person!

Sure enough, it's all about licking dogs and licking dogs! No, Yang Hongru took advantage of Nuwa's opportunity to create a human being, and his cultivation level was directly upgraded to the pinnacle of quasi-sage! With this cultivation level in the future, the Golden Immortal will not be as good as a dog.

The prehistoric era was also at the level of a boss!

Nuwa left for Chaos, and Yang Hongru was the only big boss in Buzhou Mountain to guard the human race. When the human race had multiplied to a population of tens of billions, Yang Hongru finally received a reminder that the mission was completed.

"Are you here, dear? Wai? Is the signal smooth?"

Hearing the long-lost customer service Xiaomei's voice, Yang Hongru burst into tears. Do you know how much he suffered alone in the ancient times? From a little white man with no cultivation to a big boss at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he has passed

How many years has it been? The saddest thing is...he is still a virgin!

Yang Hongru asked very aggrievedly: "Why is the task only completed now? Nuwa created humans a hundred thousand years ago!"

"Dear~ The signal is delayed~ Because we don't keep track of years, so we can't locate the time period you are in... On your side, you should have not talked to me for more than ten billion years, but here, I just

Let me tell you the mission goals from tens of billions of years ago~" Xiaomei said kindly.

"Don't tell me those theories - just tell me when I can go home!" Yang Hongru asked eagerly. Don't ask him why he misses home - isn't the earth sweet? Aren't you happy surfing the Internet? Pesticides are not

Is it fun? Isn’t the young lady beautiful?

"Don't be anxious~ Kiss (づ￣ 3￣)づ...we are calculating the energy required for time travel and mission rewards for you." Xiaomei said softly:

"You can choose to listen to a beautiful song. I recommend you a beautiful song from your hometown, "Big Bowl Wide Noodles". This song is highly praised by us. The purpose of using a lot of folk music in it is

Add Chinese elements to the theme of the song. The "noodle culture" of your Chinese country is very profound.

Due to its origin, it is actually quite difficult to extract the essence of Chinese pasta through specific orchestration and five tones in a song. This song is unique in its arrangement, especially the intro and interlude that repeatedly echo the core hook melody: 3561565323612.

..the rhythm is very brainwashing.”

I knock!

If I hadn’t heard it before, I would have almost believed it!

Did Lao Wu give you money? Can even a super civilization be bribed with money? This floor cleaning manuscript is so sleepless! Young people want rat tail juice!

After listening to Xiaomei talking about a lot of things, Yang Hongru still felt kindly. It was indeed a familiar taste, and it was indeed a familiar deceptive formula!

"After calculation, you have completed your mission very well. Through this mission, you have obtained enough energy for the return trip. Your cultivation can be converted into energy and brought back. For this part of the energy, you have to keep it for the next trip.

The remaining energy from a time-travel can be used to purchase our company's products. Of course, you don't have to buy them - the remaining energy can be converted into cultivation after your next time-travel." Xiaomei said nonchalantly.

One pass.

"How much cultivation will I retain during my next time travel?" Yang Hongru asked.

"The middle stage of Daluo Jinxian! However, you can only retrieve these cultivation levels in the world of prehistoric background... If you fall into the world of other backgrounds, you will need to re-cultivate the energy of different systems." Xiaomei reminded solemnly.

"By the way! Where's my reward? Isn't there a reward for completing the task?" Yang Hongru asked anxiously.

Xiaomei smiled sweetly and said: "Your prize has been sent to your body. You can check it yourself when you wake up!"

"You're still being mysterious? Those who don't know better think you are doing a blind box promotion! How am I going to get back?" Yang Hongru became more and more impatient.

He has stayed in the ancient world long enough. If he stays longer, he will probably be able to make a difference in the Lich War. As long as the quasi-sage does not take action and is not beaten by a group of Daluo, there is basically no risk of falling.

What's more, Yang Hongru is not a player in the war camp, he is on the side of the human race. Now the human race is in its insignificant stage of development, and he, the big boss of the human race, enjoys the fate of the human race as steadily as an old dog. Isn't it because of the responsibilities of the Three Saints of Fire Cloud Cave?

The heavy burden of suppressing the fate of the human race and having the strength of three people to join forces is comparable to that of a saint? They are no different from saints except that they cannot wander around casually.

Now Yang Hongru, who enjoys the fate of the human race, has the confidence to fight with the saint. Yang Hongru's status in the human race is higher than that of the Human Emperor! Most people cannot afford to offend such a big cause and effect!

But Yang Hongru no longer needs to worry about these things! He is leaving! He is going home! Goodbye to Honghuang! Goodbye to Nuwa!

Xiaomei heard Yang Hongru urging Yanran and smiled: "Please open your eyes, host, and you will find a different surprise!"

"Open your eyes... Aren't my eyes just... Oops?" When Yang Hongru said this, he actually opened his eyes. He was not in the wilderness... but in the office!

Hey, I’m going! I’m back! I’m finally back!

The memory of the prehistoric times was like a dream half buried in the depths of his memory. Yang Hongru would always be just an ordinary, ordinary person on earth, with a face-shaking Chinese character that was only half inferior to the readers.

teacher.

"Who wakes up from the big dream first? I know it all my life... It's such a big dream, but I don't know who is Zhuang Zhou and who is the butterfly?" Yang Hongru said sourly and then glanced at the time.
Chapter completed!