The only magical one is Su He himself, but he does not belong to this world - none of the beasts and fish in this world can see him.

It seems that he is away from the world.

The flow of time was not right. The toad's arrogant blame came in a matter of months, and the sentence was extended to several months.

It's like a background sound accompanying it.

This world is very wonderful. After walking thousands of miles, Su He gradually adapted to this place and even forgot the outside world - not forgetting, but subconsciously ignoring it.

Even the toad's voice became a dream.

Su He went up the mountains and went down the abyss. He searched everywhere but could not see the "dan" where he was. He looked around aimlessly, just walking casually, spring, summer, autumn, winter, cold and summer.

Watch the fish swimming and the birds spread their wings. Watch the grass growing and the warblers flying, and the world changing...

Su He kept looking at the mountains and rivers, from east to west, from south to north, and saw that the mountains and rivers became flat lands and the wastelands turned into coasts.

This is a planet, with the other side at the end of the sea, glaciers, deserts, familiar beasts passing by quietly, and strange creatures appearing silently.

Su He didn't know what he was walking here until he met someone.

I don’t know when people appeared one after another on the river bank, including animal skins surrounding the waist and fruit hunting.

Kneeling on thunder and lightning, worshiping the wind and rain, thirty groups, and hundreds of people form tribes.

Su He stopped and watched them slowly develop in the river.

Rivers have been diverted again and again, some ethnic groups have been destroyed and some ethnic groups have prevailed.

Someone took off his animal skin, put on a slash and fire. Su He saw the flag for the first time, which was very ugly!

This tribe is called Ya. However, it is the most powerful tribe in all directions, with a total of 20,000 to 30,000 people.

With rules, etiquette, class, war. Fighting with heaven and people, more wailing and more joy.

Blood was scattered on the earth, buried in the soil after death, buried in the water, and transformed into the mountains and trees. This soul, this flesh, and this spirit were completely integrated into this world.

Generation after generation. The more civilized and savage it becomes, the more you go, the more you need, and the more art the war becomes.

History seems to begin to reincarnate.

Su He came out of the water and entered the forest.

Cicadas fly and land on the trees to produce insect eggs. Autumn passes, winter comes, spring comes, summer comes, insect eggs hatch, turn into nymphs and fall into the soil, hiding under the rhizomes.

Suck root juice and survive.

When a young child digs soil and collects insects, it hides deeper and deeper. It has never been unearthed once in summer and autumn, but it suddenly falls and it hides deeper.

Looking at the insect, the mountains, the water, the forest outside tribe...

Su He wanders away from heaven and earth, and his feeling of not entering this world becomes stronger and stronger. A trace of enlightenment is generated in the heart.

In the sea of ​​inheritance of the Idiot and Taoist Palace, the inheritance dragon turtle sang lightly and lowered his head slightly. A star in his eyes flew into Su He's Idiot and turned into his body.

Supernatural power: Xue Yin!

My body is still there, but you cannot see, hear, or hear, like flying snow, hidden in the snow, and it is hard to find. It turns into flowing water and flows with it, and it is even more unaware of it.

It is not an invisibility technique, but it is stronger than invisibility.

This magical power has never been integrated into the body like a mountain god. It has to be slowly adapted to the water. Suddenly, I grasped the true meaning of it.

Su He closed his eyes slightly, opened it and merged with the world. It was difficult to find him by all means.

Unfortunately, I have magical powers, but this world is useless. He cannot be discovered in this world. After retrieving magical powers, Su He shook his body and dived into the river again, but saw a cub not far away. He stared at him in astonishment and stared at him without blinking.

Each man and a turtle looked at each other for a while, the young child screamed and ran away stumbled. Su He turned around and drilled into the water.

The fish underwater were frightened and moved away in an instant.

He... has integrated into this world and was discovered!

On the river bank, the Ya people came with spears. They searched everywhere but couldn't see Su He, but they saw huge claw marks on the ground.

He crawled on the ground, kneeled down and shouted.

Su He was running indifferently, hiding in the water and watching quietly.

In just three days, the flag of the Ya tribe changed, and the ugly tree it once was removed and replaced with an ugly turtle.

It's probably a turtle! It's too abstract and Su He can't recognize it.

The young child who had seen him was urinated by the tribe's witches in the grade, taught him to pray for the world, and took him to see the wind, watch the rain, prepare for the sun and the summer, and know the cold and cold.

When the nymph broke out of the ground, climbed up the trunk of a tree and shed the cicada's clothes, and turned into a chirping insect, the young child was already in his early fifteen years and became a new witch.

But he did not stay in the tribe, but instead searched around the river, trying to find Su He.

Stepping on the mountains and walking on rivers, the times pass by, and the youth becomes old. But they have been wandering outside. At first, they were looking for Su He, but after 10 or 20 years, they became looking at the mountains and rivers and the lakes.

Watch the thunder slashing the trees on the top of the mountain, and watch the flowing water in the abyss.

The followers die one after another, disasters, beasts, poisonous insects... If you are not careful in this world, you will be killed.

Thirty years later, the witch, who was in her early forties, was already covered in white hair, and she was old and staggered back to the tribe with a cane.

He was greeted by an unknown flag.

The turtle is still there, but wings have grown on the turtle's back. It is a soaring posture in the air - the Ya tribe is defeated and has merged with the side tribes.

Without witches in the race, we cannot predict wind, rain, cold and heat, and without weather warnings in the slash and fire, no matter how many mountains burn, we cannot save the race.

The new tribe welcomed him back with the witch's etiquette.

But Wu was at a loss. He dared not face the eyes of the old and young people in the tribe. Even if those people did not blame him - Wu left the tribe to find the gods, which was sacred and solemn.

They were defeated but they had not found the gods, but the witch had tried their best.

The witch grew old all night and hid on the mountain and never came down again. She built a hut and lived in the house, ate raw meat and drank blood. She never said anything, until the former leader of the tribe came to pray, and the witch made a weather prediction.

Not wrong once!

After walking for thirty years, I know the language of heaven and earth more and more when I see the wind and rain. When will the wind blow and when will the rain fall into a single word.

The new tribe respects the gods.

The witch became more and more taciturn. If he had not left or had returned soon, the tribal totem would not have wings.

He was silent, only accompanied by stars, mountains and rivers. He watched the stars at night and the mountains and rivers at sun. The mountains in front of the hut are painted boards, using branches as brushes to paint the sky and the earth...

Su He looked at him quietly, smelling the "dan" from him.

This is a very wonderful feeling, as if the heaven and earth told him that witch is a elixir!

But the witch died...

He painted the stars, sun and moon, mountains, rivers, and all of them were destroyed. Then he sat motionlessly in front of the cottage, burst into tears and danced suddenly, as if he was crazy.

He wanted to draw this world, but he could only draw a "-" and a "" on the rocks and could no longer draw it.

He lay on the rocks and cried loudly, and then danced and danced.

The witch is crazy.

The leader of the new clan came to see him. The witch pointed to the symbols on the rocks and could no longer speak. She fell down and buried it beside the rocks and turned into dead bones.

The smell of dan falls on the rocks.

These are the Yin and Yang lines.

Su He watched quietly but did not show up. He did not know how to revive the dead, nor did he know how to extend his life. Moreover, he did not dare to show up.

There is no magic in this world, and every time I appear, there is a feeling that heaven and earth will expel him.

The new king always looked at the two symbols left by the witch, but found nothing. He wanted to see from this how Wu predicted the wind and rain, but he still couldn't understand it.

Later, the new king no longer came.

He wants to conquer the world.

He wants to steal the land of other tribes, women, strong men, children... He wants the tribe to survive better.

Wang tamed the red deer and rode his horse, took the soldiers in the clan to a farther place, saw more mountains and rivers, experienced more wind and rain, until his hair was gray, and he also came back, living on the top of the mountain where Wu once lived, looking at the symbols left by the witch.

Looking at it all day long.

He can already predict the wind and rain, and he will learn it if he sees too much.

He sat in front of the witch's tomb, looking at the two lines left by the witch on the rock. He gathered the two symbols that the witch had drawn after her lifetime experience, accumulation, and regret.

Day after day, he looked at the symbol and laughed, and started crying as he laughed, crying loudly. He was so happy that he picked up the stone and drew it on the rocks.

But I raised my hand and never finished writing. I just watched quietly, except for eating and sleeping, looking at the rocks and painting postures.

It takes ten years to change.

It was not until ten years later that he drew a "" tremblingly. In an instant, the elixir was a hundred thousand times richer. The wind blew and clouds rolled over the top, as if the heaven was about to stop him from continuing.

But he seemed to have no hearing and raised his hand to continue. It took ten years to do the dryness, and it became Kun in three days. "" Draw it.

In an instant, the wind and rain were blowing, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

A mountain torrent broke out from the higher mountain top to stop him from creating. Lightning strikes and the mountains and rivers trembled.
To be continued...