Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

The god Erlang continued to travel, walking on this wild land, saying that now the various tribes of the human race are multiplying, and it has begun to take shape. However, today there is a vision. There is a huge basin in the southwestern border of the human tribe.

This place is far from the human-machine central tribe and lacks education and control. Not far from the basin, there is a snow-capped mountain towering into the clouds. Because the climate here is very cold, this snow-capped mountain does not melt all year round, and the mysterious ice on it is as hard as iron.

When Yang Jian passed through this place, he suddenly found that the snow-capped mountain began to melt.

The ice melted and turned into a stream of water. These currents have nowhere else to go, they can only slope down from high to low, and finally inject into the basin of the Life of the people of the human race. In just one day, the water flooded the world, and there were countless people of the human race because Lost lives in this disaster, wailing and crying everywhere. Ear-shattering.

Yang Jian noticed all this, and he sighed with emotion. Wasn’t it the same for what he used to be? How weak I was at that time. He was chased and killed in this world and he didn’t even have the ability to resist the most basic. But now he has cultivated a good Magic power, that’s changed. His old predicament, so he sympathizes with these weak human beings very much.

Yang Jian lowered his figure. He used his magical powers and began to explore the surrounding terrain, and found that the terrain is dangerous. It is already extremely difficult for the people of the human race to open up tribes here and survive and multiply here.

Another day passed.

The snow-capped mountains that were originally towering into the clouds have melted more than half, and. The entire basin has been filled.

The young people in the tribe were unwilling to wait for death like this, so they ran out of the basin, but unfortunately they didn’t have a place to live after they came outside. The beasts here are rampant, and things often hurt people’s lives, so Their life is still very difficult.

Suddenly Yang Jian rose into the sky, his already boundless Magic power pushed this snow-capped mountain horizontally, and Yang Jian's figure also became huge, as if a god descended.

After seeing this scene, the people of the human race who have lived here for a long time thought it was a manifestation of God, and they sent such a god man to push the mountain.

After seeing this scene, the people of the human race knelt to the ground one after another.

"God to the earth, protect my human race!"

There was an older generation of elders facing Yang Jian. Bow down and pray.

After Yang Jian saw such a scene, he felt a little unbearable in his heart. He raised his hand and waved, and even cleared out all the water that had already filled the basin.

Therefore, people can go back to their own homeland again. I have to say that their creativity is still very strong, although after this basin was hit by the flood, everything that was originally there no longer exists.

The plants and grains on the farmland were all drowned, and even the former huts had become ruins, but in less than half a month, people used their own hands to build a new building on the ruins. Home.

After doing all this, Yang Jian felt very relieved in his heart. He did this not only to save the many human beings in front of him, but also to save himself, his own heart, and his former self.

Yang Jian originally planned to leave, but he saw a lonely figure on the small road in the country.

Of course, it is more precisely a dog shadow. This dog has black hair all over, but its eyes are dead, but walking aimlessly on this path, the pedestrians are a little unpleasant in their hearts. , And even kick it at it.

It just got up from the grass and continued to walk without paying any attention to the person who just kicked him.

This seems to be a melancholy dog. I don’t know why it appeared in the human tribe, or perhaps it was the disaster that I experienced before. Although Yang Jian felt timely, he could not save everyone’s lives. There are thousands of people. Under the flooding. Passed away.

Perhaps the owner of this dog is one of them. He has no home now. Yang Jian saw the melancholy breath from his body, and walked up to him with interest.

When Yang Jian's body landed here, all the human people around him knelt to the ground, shouting in their mouths.

"Saving the distressed gods, you are so merciful, please bless us!"

In order to promote this snow-capped mountain, Yang Jian used a magical power, which was also taught to him by his master Qinglian Daoist. Once this magical power is deployed, his body will become infinitely huge, so the people here also recognize it. Yang Jian, they also knew that it was the man in front of them who saved the lives of everyone in their tribe. This man was kind to them.

Everyone is kneeling, some are crying, some are calling, their hearts cannot be calm.

Only this dog is like nothing happened. It just looks at Yang Jian quietly, but its eyes are full of peace.

"Your master has been killed in the previous disaster, has he?"

Yang Jian looked at the black dog, and then asked. This black dog seemed to understand what Yang Jian was talking about, so he nodded. Yang Jian thoughtfully, he didn't care about the gazes of people around him. He just squatted down and gently touched the dog's head with his hand.

"Then what happened to you is really sympathetic, so follow me from now on."

The black dog once again understood what Yang Jian was saying, and he leaned against Yang Jian's feet and gently rubbed Yang Jian's trousers with his own head.

"So good."

In this way, Yang Jian left here with the black dog.

There are no shortage of ferocious beasts in the wild land. There are many kinds of creatures in the world.

Dogs are also creatures that have evolved recently. Although they evolved, they are weak and pitiful. In such a vast and wild world, they are the weakest group of creatures. They are not like tigers. Having a strong body does not have the super high IQ like the human race.

Therefore, in order to survive, the dog can only choose to depend on the human race and become the most loyal servant of the human race.

But Yang Jian felt that this dog was a little different. It seemed that it was different, because it could understand what it said. This dog had spirituality, and Yang Jian felt that he was very close to him.

"From now on I will be your new master."

"Ohhhhh." The black dog barked twice and seemed very happy.

This is the famous king of dogs in the later generations, the Roaring Sky Dog, and after getting married with Yang Jian, it has also become synonymous with loyalty.

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