Taixu forbidden land.

The god wearing black yellow armor broke through the air. He held a golden halberd, his eyes were like torches, and said with a serious expression: "What's going on?"

The golden tiger said in a deep voice: "After a remnant of the immortals came to the forbidden area, he was very strong, and he didn't know what purpose he had for coming here."

"The remnants of the immortal clan?"

"I dare to appear here!"

Xuanjia Tianshen frowned and said, "The situation is urgent, I will bring the news back to the Divine Court first."

...

A misty valley.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, ancient trees are towering in the sky. Qin Mu sat cross-legged in the valley, and his body was filled with chaotic mist, and time and space have been distorted.

He was trying to return to the original point of time, but failed.

"When I passed the tribulation, those two forces were too strong, which led to cracks in time and space. I didn't expect that I would go back to the past."

Qin Mu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. It was difficult to go back now, "Can I live from now to the future?"

Regarding the long journey of traveling through time, Mr. Ye once mentioned that the Emperor of Heaven is invincible in the world, so he killed him and severely injured him.

According to Mr. Ye, there is no way to have two identical people in the world. There can only be one Qin Mu in the same timeline. Live to the future. What should Qin Mu do in the future?

"I still have to find a way to go back!"

Qin Mu stood up. Now is the period when gods and demons are ruled. He has a long time to practice. The most urgent task is to figure out the current situation.

"The remnants of the immortal clan?" Qin Mu thought, this shows that the immortal clan has withdrawn from the historical stage and the gods and demons are still there. This may be the era of the rise of the human race.

Maybe he could meet those great emperors who roam the heavens. Qin Mu felt excited when he thought about it, and he left the valley in the blink of an eye.

...

"roar!"

The demon wolf, more than meter long, roared in the forest. The wolf was a crowded animal. The demon wolf was covered with scars and was a wanderer driven out by the wolf clan. It sensed the crisis and was warning the hunter.

A group of strong men were ambushing around, wearing shabby fur coats, dressed in savages, holding bronze weapons in their hands.

Even the elderly demon wolf did not dare to be careless, and they all looked tense.

The shirtless strong man pulled open the cowhide bow and shot arrows in one go.

Huh!

The arrow shot into the eyes of the demon wolf. The demon wolf fled in fright. The strong men lying around all rushed out with weapons. The demon wolf went crazy and ran around in the forest, and no one could stop him.

The strong men were dispersed.

"Stop it."

While commanding, the bare-armed strong man pulled arrows with his bow and arrows. The arrow feathers roared out. The demon wolf was eventually tied into a hedgehog and died in exhaustion, falling heavily in a pool of blood.

"The demon wolf is dead!"

"I am worthy of being Brother Lin!"

"The scourge was finally resolved."

"The tributes this year have finally come to fruition."

Qin Mu appeared on the top of the mountain at some point. He watched quietly without interrupting it.

He always felt strange. At this time, most human races were still wilderness people, and there were very few primitive tribes like this.

The primitive tribe was very backward and was still in a state of fishing and hunting.

Qin Mu left the Taixu Forbidden Land and walked millions of miles without discovering human practitioners, and even foundation-building practitioners.

He saw many primitive human races enslaved by gods and demons. Because he did not want to get involved in cause and effect, Qin Mu did not meddle in other people's business.

The strong men dragged the demon wolf back to the village.

Rizhao Village is backed by green mountains. There is an altar made of bluestone in the village. There are more than a dozen gray-white stone pillars around it, and there are tall stone statues in the middle.

The demon wolf was quickly dealt with and made into tributes and placed at the foot of the stone statue. Hundreds of people in the tribe knelt in front of the stone statue and prayed.

The elderly patriarch knelt in front of the stone statue and prayed in awe: "Master Shan God, please bless our Rizhao Village to stay away from disasters..."

Huh!

The sky suddenly became dark.

A gust of cold wind blows from the mountains.

The old patriarch said in horror: "Please calm down, please don't get angry."

"This kind of tribute is an insult to my god." A cold voice came from the mountains.

The old patriarch kowtowed and begged: "I would like to ask the Lord Shan God to give us another chance, and we will definitely satisfy you next time."

"Next time? Haha, as punishment, you must sacrifice two boys and girls, and the number of offerings increased to five times a year."

"this……"

"no problem."

The old patriarch had to be forced to agree.

The tribe members behind him were trembling. They knew the power of the mountain god and dared not resist.

Click.

The stone statue of the mountain god is broken.

The villagers were frightened.

"Ahem."

The mountain god in a white robe lay in front of the old patriarch. The tribe members of Rizhao Village were frightened. The old patriarch exclaimed: "Master Mountain God?"

"Great immortal!" The short mountain god lay on the ground trembling. He felt a terrifying aura, and the pressure was like an immortal mountain.

Qin Mu appeared in the village, surrounded by mist, and he said majesticly: "The duty of the mountain god is to protect him. How dare you oppress the people?"

"Great immortal!"

"The little god won't dare to do it anymore!"

"snort!"

With a cold snorkeling, the proud mountain god was crushed into powder. When the old patriarch saw this scene, he was shocked on the spot and fell into a coma.

Qin Mu had a group of soul fragments on his hand. Through exploring the soul of the mountain god, he could be sure that the human race did not have a cultivation system, let alone the human race emperor, there was not even an immortal cultivator.

This is the darkest era of the human race.

"You don't have to be afraid."

Qin Mu said in a gentle tone.

The bare-spoken man was still awake. He swallowed, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "I wonder what the great immortal has to give?"

Qin Mu chuckled and said, "The mountain god has been killed by me, you don't have to worship it again in the future."

"Then we offer you." The bare-scrupulous man looked at Qin Mu, hoping that the new god in front of him would be better for the villagers.

"Publicly worship me? Hahaha, there is no need to worship me. No one of you will need to worship me in the future."

The villagers were at a loss and the bare-spoken man begged: "Daxian, our mountain god is dead. If there is no new shelter god, how can we survive in the great wilderness in the future?"

Qin Mu said in a deep voice: "I am a human race like you. Do you want to become stronger?"

"Human race?"

"The great immortal is actually a human race."

They couldn't believe that the human race could easily erase the high mountain god.

"I want to be stronger."

"Please help me with Daxian."

The villagers knelt down at Qin Mu, and they now see hope.

Qin Mu taught them various cultivation techniques through his divine thoughts. He did not want to intervene, but the human race was declining, so he needed to do something.

Maybe that's why he came.

In this era, there are many holy lands in the fairy mountains, but those places are all in the hands of gods and demons. However, the spiritual energy near Rizhao Village is also suitable for practice.

The bare-scrupulous man named Lin Dazhuang. Qin Mu saw that he was gifted and had the courage to guide him in practice. In just half a year, Lin Dazhuang could hunt adult demon wolves alone, three years later, three years later, five years later, and even more powerful Nascent Soul.

A large number of practitioners emerged in the village.

Their talents are much stronger than those of the later human races, and their cultivation environment is better. Qin Mu couldn't help but sigh: "It's really worse than the next generation."

The village was mainly managed by Lin Dazhuang. Qin Mu planned a development route for them, and Rizhao Village became stronger and stronger.

Qin Mu was not idle either. He refined the Emperor's Source in a nearby cave. The only remaining Emperor's Source was enough for him to practice for decades.
To be continued...