In the wilderness, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.
Zhisheng stood on a hill with a group of clan members, and everyone's face was full of shock.
Dayi stood beside Zhisheng, his usually calm eyes were full of surprise at this time.
"Chief, this...is this really...a seed?" On the other side, a naked man with scars all over his body had a big mouth and stuttered a bit when he spoke.
In front of everyone, on the once flat land, hundreds of green seedlings emerged from the ground.
However, these seedlings are obviously different from those planted by the Great Wilderness human race before.
"If it grows completely, it won't reach tens of thousands of meters, right?"
Dayi also came back to his senses and said something a little unbelievable.
As innate human beings, the two of them have lived for an unknown number of years.
But the two of them had never heard of any seeds that could reach hundreds of meters in height just after they sprouted!
The Xuanming tribe has helped them plant the seeds under the plains.
Those seeds are huge to the human race, but to the witch race, they are just like that.
Don't look at the women in the Xuanming tribe who are all charming and charming, that's because they haven't manifested the true form of the witch clan.
No matter which witch clan it is, even the weakest one's true form is several thousand meters high.
Even the usually petite and cute Qing He has a wingspan of three to four thousand meters when he manifests his true form as Qing Luan.
Except for the human race, almost all other races in the ancient world had very large bodies.
Zhisheng stood at the front of the crowd, looking at the plain land where new sprouts were sprouting.
Unlike others, Zhisheng's eyes were filled with ecstasy after being shocked for a moment.
The seedlings are so big when they have just grown. If they are fully mature, the food they grow can support the life of the tribe for a long time!
After so many hardships, the most important thing for the tribe now is to rest and recuperate.
The number of humans in the wilderness once reached hundreds of millions at its peak, but after the massacre by the two Lich clans, only a few million were left. More than 90% of the human race died at the hands of the Lich and Lich clans.
Later, Gonggong crashed Mount Buzhou, causing chaos in the world and causing millions more deaths in the human race.
In the current tribe, even if the old, weak, women and children are included, there are only over 500,000 people.
The biggest problem facing the Zhisheng clan today is food.
If you have to go hunting every other week, it won't take long for the young adults in the tribe to be exhausted.
Not far away to the left of everyone, several icebergs of about a hundred meters were melting at an extremely slow speed under the rays of the sun.
Two months ago, these icebergs were thousands of meters long, but after Donghuang Taiyi's blow, nearly nine-tenths of their area melted.
The melted water turned into a big river across the plains and flowed into the distance.
It is also the emergence of this big river that makes the land in Buzhou Mountain much wetter than other places.
Looking at the lush green seedlings in front of him, Zhisheng's inner gratitude to Tang Hao was beyond words.
He suddenly fell to his knees and raised his head high above his head.
"Thank you, Lord God, for giving me such a divine thing."
"We, the Great Wilderness human race, will never have to go hungry again!"
The voice was enthusiastic, but there was a hint of sadness.
It is really difficult for humans to live on this land.
Those people standing behind Zhisheng finally reacted at this time.
The seeds in front of them are so big that they have just sprouted. When they are fully mature, the food they will produce will be enough for them to eat for a long, long time.
Dayi and Chongchuan looked at each other, and then they both knelt down on the hill without hesitation.
The morning sun shines through the clouds on the earth, as if it is spreading a glimmer of hope.
The shouts of the people of the wilderness resounded throughout the plains.
Dots of light rose from these human beings, and then gathered into a faint light group, slowly drifting towards the east.
...
On the coast of the East China Sea, inside Penglai Island.
In fact, it wasn't that far from the Patriarch's Palace to the Biyou Palace. After Tang Hao and the others left the Patriarch's Palace, they arrived at a platform outside the Biyou Palace within a moment.
When he went to the Patriarch's Palace before, Tang Hao felt that the Biyou Palace was very beautiful.
When he got really close, a feeling that was not like a human building arose in Tang Hao's heart.
No building in real life can compare with the palace in front of you.
Even looking at the top of the palace shining brightly in the sun, Tang Hao couldn't find any words to describe it.
After following Yun Xiao through the golden-domed red door, Tang Hao, who came to Biyou Palace for the first time, discovered that there was something else going on in Biyou Palace.
The pavilions are covered with low clouds, and the sky is high above them.
The flying pavilion is high and there is no ground below.
Amid the fairy mist, a corridor passes through rows of buildings and reaches the deepest part of the palace.
Several people stepped onto the corridor and pavilion, stepping on sapphire and glaze on their heads.
On one side is a clear stream with golden carp jumping.
On one side are clusters of flowers and colorful butterflies.
Several figures were reflected in the clear stream beside them, accompanied by wisps of fairy mist drifting by, as if they were separated by clouds.
Looking at the beautiful scene in front of him, Tang Hao subconsciously touched his pocket and wanted to take out his cell phone to take a photo.
But I touched around, but never touched the mouth of the bag.
Looking towards his waist, Tang Hao remembered that he was now in the wilderness.
He was also wearing a green shirt with no pockets.
"It's so beautiful! It's like heaven!"
After sighing from the bottom of his heart, Tang Hao suddenly realized why it was so quiet and no one responded to such a beautiful scenery.
Looking forward with some confusion, he realized that the people in front of him were not focused on the surrounding scenery at all.
Ao Li lowered his head and squeezed and loosened his hands. Su Wanwan grabbed the corner of the female disciple's clothes. It was obvious that their legs seemed to be shaking a little.
Even Yunxiao's body was faintly trembling.
Seeing everyone's appearance, Tang Hao suddenly felt dumbfounded.
What's wrong with these guys?
Everyone looked extremely nervous.
"Xuan...Brother Xuan, why...you don't look nervous at all?"
At this moment, Ao Li's voice sounded.
The pupils stood straight in a straight line for a while, then dilated into a circle, and his voice was trembling when he spoke.
"Nervous? What's there to be nervous about?"
Spreading his hands, Tang Hao asked in confusion.
What's there to be nervous about?
What we are going to see now is Saint Tongtian!
Ao Li took a deep breath, trying to calm down his restless dragon heart.
There was nothing he could do. Over the years, the strongest person he had ever seen was Daluo Jinxian Perfection.
Although the name of each saint has been spread throughout the world, only a handful of people have actually seen the saint.
He was about to meet the legendary Saint Tongtian, one of the six saints who founded the Jie Sect and was one of the legendary Three Pure Ones. Qi might also be accepted as a disciple. How could he not make everyone nervous?
Su Wanwan's jade hands tightly grasped the corner of the female disciple's clothes, and her whole body was already dizzy with nervousness.
After hearing Tang Hao's words, there was nothing to be nervous about, and she turned her head in a daze.
When he saw the faint smile on the other person's face, a hint of admiration could not help but rise in Su Wanwan's heart.
This senior brother Xuan is not only so handsome, but also has a calm mind!
Yun Xiao, who was walking at the front of the crowd, turned his head at this moment, looked at the crowd and said softly: "We are about to arrive at Master's dojo."
Yunxiao also heard Tang Hao's words, but at this time she had no intention of thinking about whether the other party was really taking it easy or just talking.
Because this was the first time she had truly met Tongtian himself. Before, she had only been accepted as a registered disciple by Tongtian Chuanyin.
When they heard that it was coming soon, everyone except Tang Hao had a serious look on their face.
After walking out of the corridor and pavilion, everyone walked through a garden and came to a huge square paved with bluestone slabs.
The square is filled with futons, and a Taoist temple stands at the front.
There is a plaque hanging on the Taoist temple, and the two ancient characters "Biyou" are filled with Taoist charm.
"Let's go." Yun Xiao took a deep breath and took the lead to walk towards the temple.
The others followed one after another, but Tang Hao still fell behind.
Looking at the Taoist temple getting closer and closer to him, Tang Hao suddenly thought of something and said in his heart: "By the way, fellow Taoist Tongtian, my current name is Xuan Fan."
"Please be sure not to call me by the wrong name later."
