Primordial Chaos: Pan Gu and the System at Odds

We can't let the human race listen to it.

"System, haven't you already blocked the five senses of the human race in the future?

Why can they still hear the sermon? "

The Qi Lun System, which was immersed in absorbing the original happiness of the world, was stunned for a moment and looked at Lao Tzu who was preaching. He curled his lips indifferently and continued to absorb the source.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and said,

[Host, even if your hearing is blocked, you can still hear the sermons of the Heavenly Saints. 】

Yun Qi became anxious and said quickly,

"Then you should come up with an idea quickly. You can't let me continue talking."

[The host is currently weak and does not have much power. It is recommended that the host protect a small tribe of humans first, develop slowly, and finally regain the destiny of the human race. 】

"Okay, let's do it like this." Yun Qi nodded quickly.

Then, the luck system took it to the sky above a small tribe.

There are more than 100,000 people in this tribe, and the luck system took action to completely shut down the five senses of these 100,000 people towards me.

Now, even if I am standing in front of them, they can't feel it.

Subsequently, the luck system took over all the luck of more than 100,000 people and used it as a cover to draw out the origin of the world.

As for Yunqi, it was excessive 'loss' and fell into a deep sleep.

…

Among the human race on the coast of the East China Sea, except for the small tribe chosen by Yun Qi, there is no voice of Laozi preaching.

There is also a small tribe that also has no voice.

The leader of the tribe, Cang Huang, looked into the distance with a gloomy expression.

Waves of sermons came, but they were all blocked by his system.

He doesn't want to learn this poisonous cultivation method.

"System, has the exercise method suitable for human cultivation been deduced?"

[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the skill, Golden Immortal Technique. 】

"Golden Immortal Technique?"

Cang Huang looked at the so-called Golden Immortal Jue,

Golden Immortal Technique: A technique exclusive to the human race, which allows newly born humans with ordinary qualifications to quickly cultivate to the realm of the Golden Immortal within 100,000 years.

(Note: By practicing the Golden Immortal Art, you will have more respect for the host who practices the Human Emperor Sutra and will be more likely to surrender.)

"Haha..." Cang Huang was overjoyed. With this, all the humans in his tribe would soon become Golden Immortals.

After the great joy, Emperor Cang went back to teach the people of his tribe the Golden Immortal Technique. At the same time, he summoned the Kongtong Seal to cover up the people of his tribe.

To prevent Heaven from discovering his plan, as long as this group of humans grows up.

With one hundred thousand golden immortals, he can take control of the human race, officially become the Human Emperor, and control the human race.

When the time comes, first take back the luck belonging to other races, and then revive humanity.

Trample Tiandao, the mastermind behind the scenes, under his feet. The human race is the protagonist of the world.

Cang Huang's eyes were full of ambition.

…

Netherworld, seeing that these two systems have stabilized, Pingxin no longer pays attention to them. He can just kill them when the mark of heaven on them takes shape.

Look at the yellow-skinned mouse in Da Luo Jin Wonderland in the end.

squeak!

The yellow-skinned mouse squeaked tiredly and did not move.

Seeing this, Pingxin put it back into the vast world of water, and began to look for creatures that interested him.

Giants, elves, monsters, armors... After a long time, Pingxin caught an elf that screamed like Mikamika.

Observe.

…

Chapter 164 Becoming a ‘saint’ one after another and looking for disciples

Lao Tzu became a 'holy', and his voice spread throughout the ancient world.

Except for the great gods who knew the inside story, other living beings were shocked by the saint's power.

The pressure alone can make him breathless.

They are full of yearning for the saint.

Kunlun True Realm.

Yuanshi and Tongtian woke up and looked at Laozi who was giving a sermon.

"Nine thousandths, third brother, how much have you mastered?" Yuan Shi asked.

"Seven thousandths, where are you, second brother?" Tongtian replied.

"It's also seven thousandths." Yuan Shi said with a smile, "Brother is far ahead of us."

"Junior brother Jieyin, how much do you know?" Tongtian asked.

The sound reached the ears of Jieyin Zhunti in the Sumeru Realm.

Is it time?

Jieyin Zhunti opened his eyes and sighed.

"Back to Senior Brother Tongtian, I have mastered six thousandths, and Junior Brother Zhunti has mastered five thousandths."

After hearing Jie Ying Zhunti's answer, Tongtian looked at Yuanshi.

"After getting ready, brother finished preaching. It's time for me to become a saint."

"Yes, Senior Brother Yuanshi." Jieyin and Zhunti nodded and began to prepare for a breakthrough with the help of the power of heaven.

Yuanshi and Tongtian walked out of the Kunlun Realm and drastically changed their dojo in Kunlun Mountain. When they become saints, disciples can come.

It's okay for the eldest brother, but they can't. There are so many disciples, so they have to prepare in advance.

…

Lao Tzu preached for five thousand years and then stopped. All the souls on the shores of the East China Sea were still immersed in the rhyme of his Tao.

I took Xuandu and left here. Long after they left, the creatures woke up from the Tao Yun one by one and dispersed one by one to go about their own lives.

And the human tribe.

A small tribe named Cang, Cang Huang looked at the human race of one hundred thousand heavenly immortals and even mysterious immortals in front of him.

There is also his ever-increasing human emperor point, and he smiles with satisfaction. With a big wave of his hand,

"Conquer the nearby small tribes and strengthen the Cang tribe."

"Conquer, conquer, conquer..."

One hundred thousand people looked at their respected leader with wild eyes and shouted in unison.

Cang Huang's face turned red with excitement, and he waved his hand, "Let's go!"

Boom!

The hundred thousand people were divided into four parts and walked in four directions. The goal was not to hunt, but... to unify the human race.

Cang Huang knew very well that the reason why the human race is now in disarray is due to the calculations of Tiandao and Hongjun.

Currently enjoying the luck of their human race and secretly absorbing the power of humanity.

When the power of humanity is almost weakened, the human race will be guided to have a common master.

In this way, the power of humanity has been weakened, and even when they are gathered together, they cannot resist the power of the saints.

On the contrary, it is more conducive for the saints to squeeze the human race.

He can't sit still and wait for death. While all the Six Saints have not yet become saints, he must unify the human race. He becomes the Human Emperor and becomes a saint with the help of humanity.

In this way, other races can get rid of the calculations of the saints.

After thinking about it, Canghuang used the Kongtong Seal, which was regarded as the most precious treasure of the human race.

It is just one of the small skills used to deceive the saints and the way of heaven.

What's more, half of the saints today are not sanctified.

This news surprised Cang Huang. When he first crossed over, he knew that the human race had passed the catastrophe of being refined and slaughtered by the witch sword.

Because as long as the human race hears the content of the great catastrophe of the human race, they will cry out and shed painful tears.

Their sorrow and pain cannot be faked. They have not experienced the catastrophe of the human race, but their hatred has been engraved in their bones.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have shed tears when I heard about the catastrophe of the human race.