Chapter 856 Human Race Saint Teacher, Western Moshen
Holy Father?!
Nuwa, who was still above Buzhou Mountain, almost staggered when she heard this title. Fortunately, Qin Changfeng corrected the new human race in time and said: "I am a disciple of the Holy Mother, and although I have some credit for the creation of the human race, it is not enough to call me father.
Considering that the human race is in a difficult situation, I would like to teach you how to practice and establish your destiny. If you are willing, just call me Holy Master."
Everyone in the human race was overjoyed when they heard this, and they hurriedly bowed again: "Greetings to the Holy Master, may the Holy Master live forever!"
Regardless of whether he is the Holy Father or the Holy Master, for the newly born human race, as long as someone is willing to protect them and teach them how to establish their destiny, it will be enough.
"Everyone, get up. I will take you to a safe place first."
Looking at a group of pitiful human beings, Qin Changfeng raised his hand and put a piece of clothing on each of them with Daoguang. Otherwise, it would not be an unmasked meeting, and what would a group of people look like naked.
Then the holy wings of the Holy Sky spread out, cut the void into a boat, and carried all the people across the sky, flying towards the East China Sea.
Although Buzhou Mountain is rich in aura and has many treasure caves, because it is a bridge between heaven and earth, it is now the place where the secret fight between the two Lich clans is fiercest. The newly born human race will only be crushed into fly ash if they stay here.
The coast of the East China Sea is located in a remote place, and it is a place where even the lord of the earth, the Witch Clan, has no time to set foot. The only potential threat is the Dragon Clan. However, since the last time I met Her Royal Highness the Princess, she fought against the Dragon King, the Dragon Clan is weak in nature.
It was already exposed to Qin Changfeng.
At the end of the void, with a thought across the sea, the end of the world is so close, and soon a crystal rainbow disappeared with all the people in Buzhou Mountain.
The newly born human race sat on the void flying boat one by one. For the first time in their lives, they felt the indulgence of flying in the sky and overlooking the earth, and they couldn't help but have all kinds of wonderful feelings.
The most common among them is that this is how life should be in this world.
If you can only live a short life as busy as an ant, then what is the meaning of this life? Only by seeking immortality, seeking immortality, and traveling in the nine heavens and the underworld at dusk can this life be worthwhile.
Now, a seed of longing for power has been planted in the newly born human race. Just waiting for it to take root and grow into a towering tree, it will be the time when the human race will rise and become the protagonist of the prehistoric world.
I don't know how long it took, but the humans on the flying boat could only feel the fleeting light, as if they had reached their destination in the blink of an eye.
This is a huge valley located on the coast of the East China Sea. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and has thousands of tall walls. It is straight and steep, making it difficult for monkeys to climb and birds to cross. The only exit faces the East China Sea, with its back to Buzhou Mountain in the center of the ancient wilderness.
The valley is full of spiritual energy, shrouded in white mist, rich in vegetation, and has many spiritual roots and divine seeds. It can not only accommodate the tens of thousands of people now, but also allow the human race to multiply to hundreds of thousands without any problem.
From everyone's perspective, it is a picturesque paradise facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming.
"This place will be your place of survival and reproduction in the future, and I will preach here for a hundred years, teach cultivation and survival methods, and protect you from foreign enemies within a hundred years. After a hundred years, I will return to the heaven to interrogate the destiny of the human race.
It is now in your own hands."
Qin Changfeng's spiritual thoughts spread out and directly instilled the basic knowledge of weaving, building houses, and fishing and hunting into everyone's minds, asking them to solve their basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation first.
The sage said that if you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace, and if you have enough food and clothing, you will know etiquette. If the basic needs of life are not met, it is all nonsense to talk about cultivating the Tao.
In terms of cultivation, he first only passed down the mortal realm skills such as the Small Phaseless Kung Fu, the Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu, the Vajra Revealed Bad Magic Kung Fu, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to lay the foundation for the new human race.
In this way, we can observe the potential of this first batch of human races while looking for the seedlings most worth cultivating.
"Kowtow to the Holy Master, the human race will remember his great kindness and virtue forever." Everyone in the human race knows how valuable this knowledge is to the newly born people, and they all respect and love him from the bottom of their hearts.
"I will live on an island a hundred miles away from here. If you encounter difficulties, you can send people to find me, but you only have one chance to land on the island every year. You can take care of yourself."
Qin Changfeng was afraid that the human race would rely too much on him and become dependent on him, so he decided to live alone not far away, where he could not only take care of him, but also allow them to face and overcome difficulties on their own, thus cultivating a pioneering spirit of fearless hardships and overcoming obstacles.
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"Farewell to the Holy Master!" Although the people of the human race were reluctant to give up, they also understood the truth and knew that the Holy Master could not always take care of them, so they respectfully sent him off.
Qin Changfeng traveled through the air and measured the distance to the East China Sea, which was a hundred miles away. He looked around, but unfortunately he didn't see any island. This was a dilemma. He couldn't build a bamboo raft to float on the sea, right?
That is naturally impossible.
After pondering for a while, Qin Changfeng continued to fly forward. After another hundred or ten miles, he finally saw a lush island with a radius of more than ten miles. There were spiritual plants, flowers and trees, and birds and animals, although they were not necessarily too precious.
It's a bit strange, but it's just right for Qin Changfeng, who only settled down temporarily.
But this place is two to three hundred miles away from the human valley. It is different from the agreed place, so naturally it cannot be done.
The next moment, I saw the nine-turn divine ring appearing behind Qin Changfeng's head. As the divine ring belonging to the devil's path rotated, a huge demonic figure suddenly appeared in the world. It had red eyes and a green face, and its body was black. I don't know how tall it was.
Stepping in the sea, the whole body above the knees is exposed above the sea.
boom!
The earth is shaking!!
The demonic image that reached the sky suddenly bent down, reached into the sea with both hands like heavenly arms, and hugged the roots of the island in front of it in the deep sea. Then, with a roar that exploded for nine days, the entire island was broken and uprooted from the bottom of the sea.
He conquers mountains and rivers with great power and possesses unparalleled magical power.
Qin Changfeng descended from the air and landed on the head of the Demon God. With a gentle pat, the latter put the island on his shoulders and turned around to walk towards the seaside.
Every step of the demon's dharma was like an earthquake, setting off huge waves, while Qin Changfeng was like a demon herder, driving his demon slaves to move mountains and seas.
The commotion was so loud that the nearby sea tribes were naturally affected. However, knowing that a person with such great supernatural powers was an extraordinary person and not something they could afford to offend, they fled and tried to find a way to notify the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Arriving at the land of a hundred miles, the Demonic God and Dharma Prime lowered his arms and smashed the island on his shoulders with a loud bang. Amidst the shocking waves, a fairy island emerged out of thin air.
Originally, in the prehistoric world, this could only be regarded as an ordinary island, but as the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be dragons. Because its owner is the God of Heaven, this island naturally became a fairy island.
Qin Changfeng drifted down leisurely and stood with his hands behind his hands in front of the easternmost cliff of the Immortal Island. From here, he could see far into the distance, and he could have a panoramic view of the East China Sea, which was thousands of miles to the east. The sea breeze blew, making his clothes fly, and it also made his eyes flutter.
The purple bamboo forest behind him rustled like green waves on the blue sea.
After pondering for a while, he suddenly smiled, cut off a piece of purple bamboo, cut off all the branches and leaves, and then used his supreme power to condense it into silk thread, which became a fishing rod. Shi Shiran sat on the shore and started fishing.
What he is fishing for is not fish, but dragons from the East China Sea.
There is no bait on the line, but those who are willing will take the bait.
At the same time, Nuwa has returned to heaven for retreat, but the aftermath of her creation of human beings and enlightenment has not only not subsided, but has fermented throughout the ancient world.
Especially the other five who had obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, seeing that Nuwa was about to become a saint, they were naturally not willing to lag behind others.
In the past, when Qin Changfeng came out of Zixiao Palace, the six people sitting on the futon were Sanqing, Dijun, Nuwa, and Kunpeng.
Later, after Jie Yin and Zhunti rushed there, they still tried their best to take away Kunpeng's position. The two did not dare to offend Sanqing. They originally wanted to plot against Emperor Jun and Nuwa, but Qin Changfeng had already ordered them to do so.
Without giving any chance, in the end, the two great powers in the West only got a beam of Hongmeng Purple Qi.
But even so, the two of them still had the idea of achieving enlightenment together. They knew how difficult it would be, so they planned even more carefully.
The western land has always been famous for being barren. Looking at the entire prehistoric land, it is only a little better than the land of the netherworld, and there is a clear gap compared with most places in the prehistoric eastern land.
Jie Yin and Zhunti were sitting cross-legged on a spiritual mountain with the thickest spiritual veins in the Western world. The top of the mountain was covered with golden light, the sound of the Tao was faint, and various Ganoderma lucidum and gems could be seen everywhere. The light was like a fairyland on earth.
"Senior brother, Nuwa and I were together listening to the teacher's teachings. Now that Nuwa has attained the holy fruit, I don't know where the opportunity lies for my two brothers. Even if we imitate Nuwa and recreate a clan, they will not be recognized by heaven.
"It's a pity that I was taken one step ahead." Zhunti's face was full of sorrow. He already had a miserable look on his face, and now he looked more like the most miserable person in the world.
Jie Yin said calmly and leisurely: "We were born in the West, so the opportunity for enlightenment should naturally be in the West. It's just that the opportunity has not yet arrived for you and me, but there is no need to covet other people's enlightenment."
Zhunti nodded slightly when he heard the words, "What senior brother said is true. Becoming a saint can be achieved slowly, but the underworld of the underworld has a great connection with the west, so we have to prepare in advance. Maybe we two
There is no telling where the merit a person needs will come from.”
In fact, before Qin Changfeng entered the underworld, the two senior brothers had already set their sights on it. Because the west was barren and creatures were rare, even ghosts and monsters were not willing to let them go. After Qin Changfeng gained merit, they naturally became more interested.
Want to make a difference.
Jieyin frowned slightly: "That underworld was all created by the demon king. I'm afraid it has been managed by him and is impregnable. How can you and I intervene? Besides, Junior Sister Nuwa will become a saint soon. If you and I forcefully intervene, I'm afraid she won't.
Stand back and watch.”
"On that day, Zixiao Palace heard that the boy had tricked us, and we haven't settled the account with him yet."
Zhunti Ran said: "Senior brother's words are not unreasonable. We use the big to bully the small. Junior Sister Nuwa will not sit back and watch, but we also send a disciple to the underworld. No matter what she does, she is a saint.
It’s not hard to embarrass the juniors, right?”
Jieyin hesitated slightly: "Junior brother, do you want the Son of the Holy Spirit to go to hell and die?"
"Exactly!" Zhunti suddenly straightened his back and looked proudly at a figure walking slowly on the mountain path ahead.
The visitor had rosary beads hanging in his hands, his expression was dignified and solemn, he put his hands together and bowed to the two of them: "Disciple Mo Shen pays homage to the Master!"
PS: I had something to do today, and maybe something else tomorrow, so I rushed through a chapter...
