After leaving Zixiao Palace, Zhou Cheng stepped out and then appeared outside Qingqiu Mountain. Looking at the villages scattered in the distance, the busy livelihoods, stable life, and constant laughter, he sighed in his heart. He became a saint this time and could be regarded as a big ant. As long as it was not too despicable, it would be impossible to have any disaster. Although Zhou Cheng was born from the human race, he was a little unfamiliar with the life of ordinary people. Ninety-nine years have passed, and seeing that the human race has also developed a lot, he sighed in his heart. He was also a member of the human race, but he never thought that one day he could witness the development of the human race and the germination process of human civilization.

Zhou Cheng was invisible and fell to a small valley on the ground. His whole body swayed slightly, but his appearance changed. He turned around and walked out of the valley entrance and walked towards the nearest human village.

The village is made up of stones surrounded by many stone houses. The village wall is very simple, with cracks only over meter high, and there are still many places where cracks are not strong enough. But it is enough to defend against ordinary wild beasts. If the monster comes, even if it is as high as ten thousand feet, it is useless.

At the entrance of the village, several young men holding guns and sticks stopped Zhou Cheng and prepared to interrogate him.

"Who is here? This place is the Qingqiu Tribe, which is the base of our human race." A leading villager asked cross-examined with his hands holding the knife on his waist.

Zhou Cheng was a little happy when he saw that they could even build weapons. But he realized in a flash that he was afraid that it was not given by his disciples from Qingqiu Mountain. How could humans build such weapons in just a hundred years? The leader was very good, with the cultivation level of the early stage of the God Transformation, and was extremely agile. When he interrogated himself, his whole body was full of fighting spirit, which was a talent. The basic exercises he gave to them seemed to have played a role.

"After the next casual cultivator, I just wanted to see the human race created by Saint Nuwa. Today, I saw you all, but I was extraordinary." Zhou Cheng hid his breath, and everyone felt that this person was unfathomable, but he didn't know how powerful he was.

"Yeah, since you have come from afar, you are a distinguished guest. I will lead you to visit this village." Although the village head man basically believed what Zhou Cheng said, he was also very alert and chose to accompany Zhou Cheng with him. Since Zhou Cheng could tell the story of Nuwa creating humans in one go, he was not an ordinary person. After all, Nuwa created humans for only a hundred years.

"I'm working hard. Haven't you asked me for the title?" Zhou Cheng didn't know if the human race had a surname at this time, so he asked.

"The little one is called Mian, please, Master Dao." But he has a name but no surname.

After Mian explained the garrison matters, he led Zhou Cheng into the village and helped Zhou Cheng constantly introduce him along the way.

"We were originally created by Nuwa, but by chance, we were placed here." Mian pointed to the stone house in the village and said to Zhou Cheng: "These houses have been many years of history, but they were given by the god Qinglian Taoist in Qingqiu Mountain. After changing it, there were the huts next to us. The foundations of our human race standing here are all given by the god Qinglian. I really hope to have a chance to see the holy face. Alas, godlike figures, we are also here.

How can I see it?" Mian was only thirty years old. At this time, humans were free from illness or disaster. Most of them could survive in this prehistoric world with sufficient spiritual energy. Many old people in the clan had seen Zhou Cheng, but he had never seen it. According to ancient legend, Zhou Cheng became the great benefactor and great immortal of the human race, no less than Nuwa and Houtu. Mian had a solemn expression on his face. In addition to admiring, he was also a little lonely, his wish was not fulfilled, and he was a little sad.

Zhou Cheng looked at this small village with about 300 households. Next to the paths in the village, there were stone houses and huts scattered everywhere, and he also sighed in his heart the creativity of the human race. However, this village was part of the fossil house group of Dafa Institute. When outsiders came to the village, they stopped their work and looked at him kindly. Some of the old men sitting in front of their huts looked at him with a smile and opened their sparse teeth.

"Everyone should do your own thing. This Taoist priest has been here and is a distinguished guest." Mian explained to everyone.

When the child in the village saw outsiders coming, he did not respect him like an adult. He followed the two of them in a long list and ran around. Zhou Cheng heard the long-lost laughter and sighed softly. Then Ci stopped with a smile, squatted down and picked up a three-year-old little naughty boy passing by.

"Little boy, how old is this year?" Zhou Cheng asked kindly while wiping the mud on the little naughty boy's face with one hand.

"Oh, don't hold others, they're watching Big Head. They're three years old this year." The child seemed to feel embarrassed to be hugged by himself. Everyone laughed loudly, and the old men laughed so hard that even the last few precarious teeth were shaking.

"Hahaha... kid, I came from a very far and far place. Uncle traveled around the world, but brought a lot of gifts to those cute children. Do you want it? Otherwise, if you have any wish, you can help you." Zhou Cheng touched his little nose with one hand and said slightly. Although humans today are not necessarily smarter than later generations, they have matured their wisdom earlier because of their sufficient spiritual energy.

"Gou'er, how can you let the Taoist priest hug you?" A woman with broken feet came out from the crowd next to her. She leaned on crutches with one hand and tightly clenched the corner of her clothes with the other, but she was a little afraid that Zhou Cheng would be angry.

"This sister-in-law must be the child's mother? It's okay, it's okay, but I saw this child cute and hugged her. But I was destined to be together, and I had a rare opportunity to hug her." Zhou Cheng picked up the child, stood up and said to the woman.

"Sister Yu, this is a distinguished guest, so you must not neglect it." Mian reminded from the side.

"The coral filter is just a trivial matter." Zhou Cheng put down his child, reached into his arms, and took out a handful of fruits. "Kids, all of them are here. Uncle is in a hurry today, and there are no good gifts. These wild fruits in the mountains are for you to satisfy your cravings." These fruits were just picked and put into Sumeru mustard seeds when Zhou Cheng traveled through the prehistoric times. The effect is that it can help the edible people improve their qualifications, accumulate medicinal power in the body, and release them slowly, and practitioners can achieve twice the result with half the effort. It is suitable for children to take.

"Master Taoist, if such a spiritual object is given to such a child, I'm afraid..." The crown in the early stage of God Transformation saw the extraordinaryness of these wild fruits.

"It's nothing, it's just a little thing, but it's enough to satisfy your cravings." Zhou Cheng distributed the fruits one by one to the children. When it was the last child's turn, he didn't see him spread his hands and picked them up eagerly like everyone else. It was the dog.

"Don't the dog want to eat fruit?" Zhou Cheng asked in confusion.

"Dog, Dog'er thinks..." Dog'er swallowed his saliva and said intermittently, "Can you please don't want this fruit?" Then he looked at Zhou Cheng with a serious look on his face.

"Uh? Why don't you? Do dogs don't like fruit?"

"You, you just said that you can achieve my wish. Did Uncle lie to Dog'er?" Dog'er looked at Zhou Cheng with a sincere look.

"Haha, of course not. What do you want?" Zhou Cheng chuckled. If a saint falls to deceive a child, it is probably ridiculous than dying from tofu.

"Dog'er doesn't want her mother to use crutches. Dog'er wants her mother to accompany her to the river to catch stone crabs..." Dog'er said with longing, but after saying that, she looked at his mother with a dim look. The child's heart is not strong in view of good and evil, and he thinks about things very directly.

"Dou'er, mom is sorry for you. Mom can't accompany you everywhere. Don't be embarrassed by this Taoist priest, let's go home." Mrs. Yu came over crying and pulled Dog'er and wanted to go back. Her legs were not even possible for the elders in the clan. Although this Taoist was enthusiastic, she could not do anything about it.

When Zhou Cheng saw it, he thought silently and immediately knew the cause. However, the woman's leg was injured by several little demons while working. Although she was saved by the passerby Qingqiu Mountain disciple, she also lost one leg and asked for help for many times but could not be cured.

"Well, I will treat your mother to you, and I hope you will be filial in the future." Zhou Cheng saw that Gouer was like this, so he decided to treat her, but he was not ready to take action. He raised his hand and Mrs. Yu's broken leg suddenly grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah!!" When the onlookers saw that Zhou Cheng had such a clever magic, they were stunned and bowed down together, even the dog and the child kept calling out "God".

"Small things, small things, just a small task. Please get up quickly." Zhou Cheng was uncomfortable. After all, he was really a waste of time to treat an ordinary person's broken leg, and he was really not used to being worshipped because of this.

Zhou Cheng was about to step forward to help everyone up, but suddenly his mind moved and he realized something had happened. Then he raised his hand and helped everyone up, snorted angrily, stepped into the air, and flew towards the center of the human tribe.

"Hmph, I, I, you are snatching someone."

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