My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 199 With Han Shou as the foundation, Nuwa joined forces with peace of mind!
East China Sea coast.

There are tens of thousands of human tribes scattered along the coast, ranging in size.

The large tribes have over [-] people, and the small tribes are only a few hundred.

At this moment, the edge of the long sea is in a mess, and the tragic scene is shocking, almost becoming a hell on earth.

The corpses of fish, insects, snakes, rats, sea beasts, sea monsters, and weak monsters piled up like mountains, and the corpses of humans... can be seen everywhere.

Almost all the corpses were soaked and turned white.

Obviously, most of these countless corpses were caused by the aftermath of the great battle in Zhoushan.

Zhoushan is the ancestor of the prehistoric land line.

The breaking of Zhoushan will of course cause the entire prehistoric region to tremble, causing earthquakes, volcanoes, tsunamis, floods and other natural disasters throughout the prehistoric region.

For creatures and human races that have not become demons, this is a huge disaster that cannot be resisted.

Although, even the prehistoric ants would exist as tyrannical monsters if they were placed on the earth, but the prehistoric natural disasters are ten times and a hundred times more powerful than the earth's natural disasters.

Comparing each other, it is no easier for ordinary creatures in the prehistoric world to resist natural disasters than creatures on earth.

In Han Shou's ear came the clamor of the human race dozens of miles away:

"My son, wake up, wake up, wake up, the tsunami is back, back!"

"Amm, um... woo woo!"

"Grandpa, where are you? Where are you, Grandpa?"

"The patriarch is dead, the wizard is dead, and the hunting captain is gone, what should we do?"

"Auntie, there is no dry wood, no hay, and even rubbed palms can't start the fire, but... But if you don't dry it, I'm afraid everyone won't survive the night!"

"This weather must be very cold at night, even if it snows, it is very likely! There is no fire... I am afraid that our tribe will die of cold!"

"Miserable! Miserable! Miserable!"

"Damn, damn it!"

"There must be a war between the terrifying demon clan and the witch clan somewhere, which caused countless casualties in our tribe."

"Hate! I hate it so much! Why can't we humans cultivate?"

"If we can cultivate, we will kill all the demon clan and drive away the witch clan!"

"Shut up!"

"Shu Yazi, don't talk nonsense, if they hear it, do you want to involve the whole tribe to be buried with you?"

……

The immortal essence in Han Shou's eyes flashed slightly, his eyes penetrated through the obstacles of mountains and rocks, and he saw dozens of despondent human races dozens of miles away.

There was no doubt that there was once a small tribe of humans.

It's just that after the natural disaster, all traces of man-made creations were erased.

There are no traces of human constructions such as houses, tools, wood piles, fire pits, etc., as if there has never been a human tribe there.

Dozens of human races, either mourning numbly, comforting living relatives and clansmen, or supporting their weak bodies to collect their corpses.

There are also a few sweaty people who are drilling wood to make fire, but they can't be ignited no matter what.

At the same time, several people were picking up various fish and beast carcasses, cutting them with stone knives and bone knives, as if... they were preparing to use them as food.

As for drinking water, there is no taboo, as long as you look at the clear water, pick up a water container and fill it up and drink it.

Han Shou's divine sense swept across a radius of ten thousand li.

Wisps of corpse evil spirit curled up, covering almost all places.

"Whoosh~"

The body turned into a rainbow light and soared into the sky, patrolling within a radius of [-] miles at an extremely fast speed.

Similar scenes abound!
The entire prehistoric land is littered with corpses, and the filled corpse aura is also different in intensity. Where there are more corpses, the corpse aura is thicker, and where there are fewer corpses, it is thinner, but there is no place that is not filled with this kind of aura.

Han Shou frowned.

"Although Tianji is gradually recovering from the disorder, it is still difficult to use innate gossip to calculate in a short period of time."

"According to the prehistoric history, as soon as the Lich War is over, the human race will officially enter the opportunity to rise!"

"But, that's what the human race got through the ordeal of the Lich massacre."

"Now that the Liches haven't slaughtered the human race, can the human race...have a chance to rise again?"

My mind was spinning and I was thinking about this crucial question.

"The monster clan slaughtered the human clan to refine the witch sword, and the witch clan slaughtered the human race to prevent the monster clan from successfully refining it!"

"The human race... in that catastrophe of genocide, it was like being reborn from the ashes, and realized that it is self-improving, and the race is the most reasonable thing to ask for others rather than yourself!"

"Thus, it has the racial characteristics of the protagonist of heaven and earth!"

"And the lich slaughtered the human race, and the tragic battle ended with the end that almost shattered the wilderness, so that the fate of the second race was transferred to the human race."

"In the end, my human race has both luck and the racial characteristics of the protagonist of heaven and earth, and finally became the eternal protagonist of heaven and earth!"

"Well, at least in the current era of chaos, it is the eternal protagonist!"

Han Shou's spiritual thoughts enveloped the four directions.

Looking at the performance of the surviving human race that experienced the catastrophe at this time, this...is not at all like the human race in mythology and history that is self-improving and trying to save itself no matter what disaster it faces!
With a sigh: "The human race... still needs to be guided and tempered!"

With a thought, he immediately sacrificed the decree of the gods and opened the passage to the underworld.

"Buzz!"

A two-foot-high black vortex appeared.

The human race has not experienced the massacre of the Lich, but the natural disaster of the Lich War still caused heavy losses to the human race, and if the corpses scattered throughout the flood are not properly disposed of, the number of the human race... will drop sharply.

As a human being, since Han Shou knows this, there is no reason not to avoid it.

Coincidentally, he is also the righteous god of the Yin Division who specializes in cleaning the land and collecting corpses!

The so-called Yin God who does not use power for personal gain is not a serious Yin God!

How could he, Han Shou, not be a serious yin god?

In addition, he needed to know the movements of Empress Pingxin and the Wu Clan urgently.

……

Zhou Shan.

Above Jiuxiao, a multicolored glow covers the top of Zhoushan Mountain, like a circle of colorful clouds.

360 six five-color god stones, 350 were consumed, and the remaining fifteen were discarded by Nuwa, one of which fell into the Aolai Kingdom of the East China Sea, one fell into the North Sea, and one fell on the top of Zhoushan Mountain. Scattered in every corner of the wild.

Compared with the original prehistoric state, due to the reshaping of Zhoushan, the gap in the sky has been reduced a lot, and the five-color divine stones required for repairs are also much less. At this time, there are fifteen more unconsumed five-color divine stones, and they have silently begun to lead the prehistoric direction. A very different future.

On the top of the peak, Pingxinyu's face is pale, without a trace of blood, like that Xizi holding his heart makes people feel pity.

Nuwa stood opposite Pingxin with a half-smile.

"Huh...huh~"

The cold gust of wind howled, blowing the skirts of the two peerless goddesses, and their blue hair fluttering.

"My sister is so courageous!"

"However, although this move preserved the Wu clan, it caused my sister to fall into the struggle of the chaotic era!"

"If you can't escape from the immeasurable kalpa, my sister's loss will far exceed her gain. Is it really worth it?"

"Boom~"

"Dong Dong~"

The earth-shaking footsteps move from far to near.

Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Shebishi, Zhujiuyin, Tianwu, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Xizi, nine tall ancestor witches climbed Zhoushan Mountain and came to the peak.

Each of the nine ancestor witches was injured, and nearly half of them were seriously injured.

But they are still indomitable.

Looking around at the nine great ancestor witches with peace of mind, he smiled slightly: "My ancestor witch, why are they talking about nothing?"

"Om~"

Above the sky, golden clouds of merit gathered, and a beam of merit light hung down to cover Nuwa, and she waved the cloud sleeve to put away the merit.

This is the merit of refining stones to mend the sky!
A strange color flashed in Nuwa's phoenix eyes: "My sister is going against the sky, not only will she fall into this chaotic era, but she will also cause that little Hanshou to be missed by all the saints ever since!"

"My sister is weak, and all the saints are really trying to force me, my sister... can protect him?"

Ping Xin was startled: "Sister's meaning?"

Nuwa smiled sweetly: "Below the teacher, there were only six heavenly saints, but my sister is now the seventh!"

"Three Qings advance and retreat together, and the West rises and falls as one."

"The two of us are fighting on our own, how about... joining hands to fight against each other!"

"Then little Han Shou is the one you and I need to take care of. If we use it as the core, we will have a foundation to join forces. What do you think?"

Pingxin smiled slightly, Jishou: "Good!"

(End of this chapter)