"Where is this?"
"Why am I naked?"
"Everyone seems to be naked."
As if to respond to Han Youzi's question, in the next moment, countless memories emerged and broke into Han Youzi's mind. These strange memories made him recognize the situation before him.
"No, I'll just drink some wine and pretend to be a force, so that I won't be a new man!" Han You privately complained.
He knew that now he had become the first echelon of human race created by Nu Wa. He started from scratch and didn't even wear clothes. He had to be careful of the demon race all the time. He thought that he might be eaten by the monster one day.
At this moment, it is in the middle of the lich mass robbery.
"Niang Xipi, it's better to pretend to be struck by thunder than to be a man from scratch!"
Han Youzi looked up at Nuwa standing in front of him. He found that he was not as big as Nuwa's mother's toes.
"How can you be a villain?"
After the creation of human beings, Empress Nuwa did not pay too much attention to the human race, so she immediately turned around and left. When she left, Han Youzi found that Empress Nuwa disappeared in an instant. Fortunately, Empress Nuwa deliberately put away her holy power. Otherwise, Han Youzi thought that the whole human race would have to sleep on the spot.
After Nuwa's mother left, she left behind a group of smooth men and women, with big eyes staring at small eyes, and the confused thoughts flowed in their eyes. Then, a gentle breeze blew, and all the people, including Han Youzi, trembled unconsciously.
"Listen to me, everyone."
Han Yousi stepped out of the crowd and stood in front of a group of people. The actual number of people was 129600, which was just one yuan.
"Quiet, quiet, listen to me, we must put on our clothes first."
The crowd didn't understand what kind of bastard Han Youzi was talking about. Han Youzi saw from the eyes of the crowd that they looked at him like an idiot. Han Youzi knew that the crowd must think he was just fooling around. Only when he was naked could he better understand each other and put on clothes? What on earth is a dress?
Han Youzi listened to the chatter of the masses and rolled his eyes. He said that this generation of human race is not easy to wear. He had his own idea, that is, he didn't want to wear clothes.
Seeing this situation, he stopped demanding, found a towering tree on the spot, and took pains to remove the leaves to cover his privacy.
Benefiting from Nuwa's material of creating human beings, Han Youzi was born an adult. His strength combined with weakness. It was easy to kill an ant with one blow without any problems.
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One day, an old man came from the tribe and rode a green ox. Han Youzhi saw that he was too clever and too clear.
He took Xuandu aside and prepared to instill some chicken soup of the soul to lay a good foundation for friendship in advance, so as to prevent the friendship of the boat from turning upside down.
"Xuandu! I think the old man is destined for you!"
"Ah!"
Xuandu looked at the top of the bull rider and touched his head innocently. He didn't understand what Han Youzi's predestination meant.
"Brother Xin is absolutely right. Get up."
Han Youzi pulled three sticks to Xuandu, who couldn't beat a fart, and ran to Taishang.
"Old man, if you want a disciple, I will send it to you as soon as you speak."
Han Youzi believes that the words of the tiger are in line with the white paper mind of the newborn human race. On the contrary, if you know too much about etiquette, it is more likely to cause some suspicious ghosts. After all, people in front of you are too smart.
"Xuandu, don't you kowtow to the teacher soon?" Han Youzi's main idea is to talk to himself. It's too smart to refuse.
You are a disciple of God. You can't refuse.
Xuandu mainly played a cooperative role. He knelt down and kowtowed to his teacher. He was very sincere, and the ground was sunken.
The Supreme Monk was a little confused. His eyes were filled with helpless thoughts. He thought that he had been assigned an apprentice when he first came to the tribe, and then he figured out that the Supreme Monk really had a relationship with Xuandu.
"Get up! Walk around with me."
The Grand Priest rode on a green ox and waved a magic force to raise the Xuandu, the official apprentice Xuandu.
"Old man, this is my treasured dried meat. It's a rite of worship in Xuandu."
Han Youzi took out the smoked dried meat and handed it to the emperor.
"Oh, you have something interesting." The Grand Priest took the smoked dried meat, didn't eat it, just looked at it.
After looking at it for a while, the Abbess noticed that Han Youzi was staring at him. Then he remembered that he had not given it to Xuandu Baby yet. He thought that the child in front of him would act like a fool!
"Xuandu, this is a gourd of golden elixir, which is a gift from my master." The Supreme Monk threw the gourd to Xuandu, which stood stupidly.
Xuandu, who had regained consciousness, opened the gourd, poured out three golden pills and handed them to Han Yousi. He looked at Han Yousi firmly and had to give them to him. If he didn't accept them, he still glared to express his dissatisfaction.
Such good people are in famine!
"Xuandu, what do you mean? Brother, can you take your things? It's nonsense!" Han Youzi shouted!
"Brother, I didn't mean that." Xuandu's worried little face was red, and he was not good at words. The hand in the air did not know whether to take it back or to continue to pass it.
The Grand Priest: "Take it, Wazi! It can be regarded as Xuandu's intention."
"Then I'll give you face!"
Han Yousi, I was willing to accept the pills of Xuandu because I gave you face, otherwise I would never want my brother's things.
Xuandu breathed a sigh of relief and accepted it. We will take all the saved things later. This elder brother insists that all things should be put here, and he will squeak when he wants. Xuandu thinks so.
"Wazi, aren't you going to learn from your teacher?" The Grand Priest looked at Han Youzi thoughtfully.
"Eh, how do you know I still have dried meat?" He covered his pocket and said that the pocket was a bit far fetched, just a sewn hide.
"You are very interesting."
As the saying of the Supreme Master came out, Xuandu rode forward on a green cow. Xuandu took the initiative to lead the cow, while Han Youzi played with the tail of the cow behind him.
After walking a circle, Taishang came to the central position of the tribe and immediately got off the cattle.
"Little boy, I plan to stay in the tribe for a while. Go ahead!" The Supreme Master found a blue stone at random and sat down.
"Well, Xuandu, since your master is going to live here, remember to build a house!" Han Youzi turned and ran away, leaving the task of building a house to Xuandu.
Time passed quietly. Han Youzi would look at the Supreme Leader every day and occasionally bring some wild fruits to share.
That day, Xuandu hurriedly came to call him, and without saying anything specific, he ran to the highest place holding hands.
When I came near, I found that there were many people sitting around. This scene, combined with the legend of the flood and famine, Han Youzi knew that the Supreme Priest was preparing to preach the golden pill scripture of the human race, and the rhythm of becoming a saint.
Take a deep breath, follow Xuandu to the Supreme Master, sit on the spot, and wait for the Supreme Master to open his golden mouth to preach.
With the increasing number of people, the Supreme Master opened his eyes and began to preach without any nonsense, from the most obvious introduction of Qi into the body to the practice of virtual harmony.
Han Youzi, who was listening to the sermon, dared not leave a word behind. He swept away the distractions in his mind and devoted himself to listening to the sermon.
Unconsciously, the Supreme Priest talked about the level of refining and combining Tao, and the surrounding Tao traces turned into lotus flowers and fell on the human body listening to the Tao.
Most of the lotus flowers transformed by Taoist traces are enjoyed by Han Youzi alone. The frequency of breathing is close to the breath of nature. The sound of nature sounds all over the body, and the unicorn shadow comes from the sky.
An energy vortex appeared above the head, and the singing of praise appeared in the air. A sense of immortality belonging to the immortal spread from Han Youzi.
Seeing this, the Supreme Master has the beauty of becoming a man. He tells the story of the way of the immortals, especially for Han Youzi. He has the mind to cherish talent in it.
The Abbess believes that Han Youhas a good sense of self. It is rare that he can understand the traces of fairyland by listening to the Tao and practicing the combination of emptiness and Taoism.
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The division of cultivation realm in the world of flood and famine is defined according to personal understanding: inducing qi into the body, refining qi into the spirit, transforming the spirit back to the void, refining the void into the Tao, earthly immortals, celestial immortals, mysterious immortals, true immortals, golden immortals, taiyi golden immortals, great root golden immortals, quasi saints (mixed root golden immortals), saints (mixed root golden immortals), most saints (mixed root golden immortals without great root golden immortals), half step avenue (heaven realm) Avenue (the only one who is detached)
