Prehistoric: The supreme human race, abolishing the throne of Nuwa

at this time--

Chu Feng looked at Master Xuandu next to him, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "You did a good job."

He was grateful to Zhen Yuanzi for protecting the human race.

He was more pleased that Xuandu protected the human race.

At least it proves that Xuandu has not forgotten his identity as a human race and his mission to protect the human race.

Even though doing so would disobey the sage Lao Tzu, he still did it, which made Chu Feng very happy.

"I've met the Supreme, I've met all the ancestors."

Xuandu paid tribute to Chu Feng and the three ancestors of the human race. This was the respect from the heart of every human race, and it had nothing to do with cultivation.

"As a human being, I should protect the human race. Unfortunately, I am too weak to protect more. I can only watch countless human beings die tragically in front of me. I am ashamed of the human race."

Xuan Du looked guilty, with deep confusion in his eyes.

When he first became a disciple of Lao Tzu, his original intention was to become stronger and better protect the human race.

But after becoming a disciple, all the master taught me was the way of doing nothing.

The human race was massacred by the lich. He once went to ask his master for help, but he was rejected by his master.

Master said that this is a disaster that human beings must go through, so just let nature take its course.

Xuandu did not dare to disobey his master, so he could only return to Shouyang Mountain.

But seeing a human race fall under the slaughtering knife of the two Lich clans, as the only Da Luo Jinxian of the human race, how could he remain indifferent.

After all, he couldn't help but take action and protected thousands of human beings.

It's not that he doesn't want to protect more human races, but that when he wants to protect more human races, he is blocked by a force from somewhere.

That power is very familiar, it comes from Master Lao Tzu.

Obviously Master doesn't want him to interfere too much in human affairs.

Protecting thousands of human beings is already the limit that Master allows him to take action.

From then on, he felt deeply confused about the path of inaction he practiced.

Is this way really correct?

Is this kind of Tao really suitable for him?

he does not know.

Although Chu Feng didn't know Xuandu's experience, he could roughly guess something. He said with sharp eyes: "I am inactive, but the human race cannot be inactive. The human race is weak and must go against the will of heaven to win the chance of survival. Only then can we be strong." Rise up.”

Go against the will of heaven and rise strongly?

Xuandu seemed to feel something, but his brows were furrowed, and it was obvious that he was still a little angry.

Chu Feng added: "As a human race, you are faced with two choices. If you pursue your own strength and fight for yourself, then give up the human race and specialize in the path of inaction. No matter what happens in the future, don't affect your emotions. In this way, you Only by doing nothing can you improve faster."

"What's the alternative?"

Xuan Du is currently cultivating the path of inaction. He used to believe that the path of inaction would make him stronger. However, since the Lich Massacre happened, he has had doubts about this path.

Chu Feng said sonorously and forcefully: "Take up our mission and fight for the rise of the human race."

Fight for the rise of humanity?

Xuandu's body trembled, and a divine light bloomed in his eyes.

He finally understood his own way.

It is not to do nothing, not to let nature take its course, but to go against nature and fight for the rise of the human race.

boom!

It seemed that some shackles were broken, and a powerful momentum burst out from Xuandu.

At the same time, a purple-gold gourd flew out and was placed above his head, sprinkling purple-gold mist.

The fog spread rapidly and soon enveloped him.

"Fellow Taoist Xuandu is going to use the innate gourd to kill the corpse."

Zhen Yuanzi's face was full of surprise.

He knew very well how difficult this step was, and he could step into the ranks of quasi-sages by killing just one corpse.

This step blocked countless Da Luo.

Unexpectedly, Xuandu had an epiphany just after hearing a few words from Chu Feng.

at this time--

The power of law began to surge around Xuandu, and blue-purple lightning flashed in the void.

The power emanating from his body shattered even the void, forming gaps as thin as a finger, through which chaotic mist flowed.

In an instant, a Taoist with a gourd on his waist walked out from the three flowers on Xuandu's head, saluted Xuandu, and said, "I have met my Taoist friend."

"Fellow Taoist, you are polite." Xuandu also bowed back.

"The first corpse actually beheaded my own corpse."

Zhen Yuanzi was a little shocked.

Among the three corpses, there is not much difference between the good corpse and the evil corpse. The self corpse is the most difficult to kill.

To cut off the self-corpse, you must understand yourself clearly, which is something that many strong people cannot do.

hum!

After Xuandu's self-corpse bowed to Chu Feng and the Third Ancestor, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the three flowers above Xuandu's head.

Xuandu bowed deeply to Chu Feng again and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty. I have understood my own path. I will stay in the human race and protect the human race."

Chu Feng looked at Xuandu and asked: "Really decided? Do you know what this means?"

Xuandu looked back in the direction of Kunlun, his eyes a little complicated: "I know that staying in the human race means being an enemy of the lich, or even an enemy of the saints. But so what? I am for the human race, and I am fighting for the human race. Fighting is the right thing to do, fight for humanity, and die without regrets.”

"Fight for humanity and die without regrets."

All the races roared in unison, and the powerful momentum shook away the clouds floating in the sky.

The human race has a promising future.

When Zhen Yuanzi on the side saw this scene, his face showed a hint of shock and emotion.

As an innate creature born with heaven and earth, he has seen too many races.

The ferocious beast clan, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn clans, and now the lich and other clans.

There are many races that are united, but this is the first time I have seen one as united as the human race.

With united tribesmen and a leader who can kill saints, the rise of the human race will be unstoppable.

"Sage Nuwa will definitely regret her decision in the future."

Zhen Yuanzi sighed slightly in his heart.

Nuwa created the human race and is the holy mother of the human race. She enjoys 40 to 50% of the luck of the human race.

If she took action when the lich was massacring people, how could the supreme human race depose her as the Holy Mother?

"Is there anyone stepping into the ranks of quasi-saints? Or in the direction of Kongtong Mountain!"

“Did the human race give birth to a quasi-sage??”

"Is it Xuandu? He is the only Daluo in the human race, and he is the only one who has the chance to break through to the quasi-sage."

For a moment, Honghuang, who was originally calm, was boiling again.

The strength of the quasi-sage should not be underestimated. Countless powerful people from all races could not get a glimpse of it in their lifetime, which naturally caused a great sensation.

At the same time, in the Wa Palace, Lao Tzu, who was discussing with Nu Wa and other saints to deal with Chu Feng, was furious.

Originally, he should be happy that his disciple had broken through to Quasi-Sage, but what Xuan Du said and did made him furious.

As the only disciple of the Human Sect, Xuandu actually abandoned his way of inaction and blatantly wanted to stay in the human race and protect the human race. Wasn't this a blatant disobedience and confrontation with himself?

"Eldest Brother, your disciple has chosen the human race after all. I wonder if I will meet with Eldest Brother in the future?" Nuwa said lightly.

"Humph!"

I snorted coldly, and the power of the saint rippled out. Thunder rumbled between the sky and the earth, and dark clouds suddenly rolled in from the blue sky.

The originally bright and primitive land suddenly turned dark, making it so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe.

In a matter of seconds, an extremely sacred aura swept across the mountains, rivers and land, which was shocking and full of oppression.

A projection stood thousands of miles away from Kongtong Mountain out of thin air, and a vast voice spread throughout the wilderness: "Rebel Xuandu, return to Kunlun quickly, and be imprisoned for a hundred thousand years!"