"It's been five days, why hasn't Mr. come back yet?"
On an altar at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Qinghe sat on the edge of the altar bored.
Looking at the figure not far away who had been standing motionless for five days, she sighed, raised her chin with her little hand and began to think wildly.
On the other side, Baili was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his aura restrained, and the surrounding spiritual energy was being absorbed by him.
And beside Baili, there was a heroic figure standing at this moment.
Wangshu looked at Tang Hao's real body in the center of the altar for a while, and then turned his eyes to Qing He who was in a daze.
They thought Lord God would leave soon, but Zhisheng and the others did not expect that five days had passed and Lord God still had not come back.
After Baili's narration, Zhisheng and others also knew that Tang Hao had gone to deal with some matters.
As for why the body is still here, Baili's answer is that the husband probably used his will to deal with things.
And the figure they saw in front of them might just be the body after Mr.'s will left.
When the will is separated from the body, the body naturally remains motionless.
When the ordinary realm of prehistoric creatures reaches the realm of refining the void and combining the Tao, they can already let their souls leave the body.
As for the creatures above the fairyland, their souls have been cultivated to the point of divine souls.
Will, on the other hand, is a further concept of the soul, the exclusive ability of will beings above the Great Luo Jinxian.
One thought turns into mulberry fields, one thought turns into sea, that is the idea.
Although the mind has no body, it has almost half the strength of the real body.
Moreover, most thoughts are faster than the real body, so when many Daluo creatures sometimes encounter something, they will choose to leave the real body in a safe place and then project their will.
This method not only saves a lot of trouble, but is also much safer.
When they learned that Baili was about to follow Tang Hao to other worlds, Chongchuan and other innate humans were not only shocked, but also full of envy.
As for the world outside the prehistoric times, they have only heard a few words in the long years.
It is now a problem for them to even leave the wilderness, let alone go to the world outside the wilderness.
Zhisheng, on the other hand, just chuckled and asked Baili to follow Tang Hao well. Being valued by Tang Hao was not only a blessing for him, Baili, but also for the entire human race.
After waiting with Baili and Qinghe for three days, Tang Hao still didn't move, and Zhisheng and others also left one after another.
Until now, only Wangshu was left on the altar.
Looking at Baili who was sitting on the altar meditating, her eyes were full of complexity.
There is the joy of meeting again after a long separation, but there is also the confusion of the changing world.
It was Baili who taught her how to use a spear in the beginning, and it was Baili who saved her from vicious beasts several times.
After a million years, when we met again, I was still in the realm of practicing Qi and transforming into a god, but the other party was already in the realm of an immortal.
Perhaps sensing Wang Shu's gaze, Baili on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.
A ray of sharpness flashed across the delicate face, and when he raised his head, the two people just looked at each other.
Silence, neither of them spoke first at this moment.
A strange aura suddenly rose between the two of them.
"You haven't left yet?"
Finally, Baili was the first to be unable to restrain himself. He stood up and looked at Wangshu, who was almost as tall as himself, and asked.
"Yes." Wangshu nodded slightly, not showing any of his heroic demeanor when he faced the Xuanming clan.
"Your talent is no worse than mine. With the method of cultivation, your level will soon catch up."
Perhaps feeling the other party's restraint, Baili suddenly smiled and said in a very gentle tone.
"No matter how fast I am, I can't cultivate to the immortal realm in three years." Wang Shu shook his head, with a hint of bitterness on his pretty face.
But she soon felt that this was wrong, and quickly put on a smile again, "But I also want to congratulate you. Maybe we, the human race, will be the first to reach the immortal realm."
Seeing the forced smile on Wang Shu's face, Baili fell silent again.
On the other side, Qinghe, who was sitting on the edge of the altar and dangling his little feet, also noticed the two of them.
She was already a little bored, but after feeling the weird atmosphere between the two, a trace of curiosity suddenly flashed across her face.
There seems to be a story between these two people!
"Okay, I'm going to practice too."
"Da Yi and the others are practicing the three skills you brought with them. I can't fall behind."
Seeing Baili's silence, Wangshu forced a smile again, turned around and left.
"Wait!" Baili shouted subconsciously.
Wang Shu turned around, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Is there anything else?"
At this time, Baili seemed to have made some kind of determination. After taking a deep breath, a bright smile appeared on his delicate face, "Well, when I come back, how about I teach you the marksmanship outside of prehistoric times?"
Baili's smile was very sincere. It was evening, and under the setting sun, both of them stood upright like a javelin.
Hearing Baili's words, Wangshu's delicate body trembled and she lowered her head.
But soon, she raised her head again, and the smile on her face was no longer far-fetched.
"Follow Lord God, I'll wait for you to come back."
After saying that, she turned around again and left without looking back.
The setting sun illuminated the woman's figure for a very long time, making her look very free and easy, and also felt inexplicably warm.
This time Baili didn't say anything to stop him, and just watched the other party leave.
"Did you two have a good relationship before?"
Just as Baili stared blankly at the back, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ears, with a hint of curiosity in the voice.
Baili subconsciously turned his head and saw Qing He, who was sitting on the edge of the altar just now, arriving beside him at some point.
At this time, Qinghe had his little hands behind his back, and his face was full of curiosity that could not be concealed.
She looked at Wangshu who had walked far away, then tilted her head and looked at Baili, blinked and continued to ask: "Aren't you from the Shennong clan? How come you still know the people here?"
"What? As a member of the Shennong clan, can't I know people from the Zhisheng clan?"
For some reason, Baili seemed to be in a good mood at this time. Looking at the little girl in front of him, he smiled and said, "Not only the Zhisheng clan, but I also know many people from the Suiren clan."
"The Suiren clan?"
Upon hearing this name, Qinghe suddenly became interested.
First, she turned her head and glanced at Tang Hao's still unresponsive body. She withdrew her gaze, sat down next to Baili and asked curiously: "Is the Suiren clan also a human clan?"
Qinghe didn't know much about the human race.
If it weren't for Tang Hao, she probably wouldn't have known that the human race was not limited to the wilderness.
"The Suiren clan must be a human race."
Hearing Qinghe's question, Baili suddenly felt dumbfounded.
"Then why don't you, sir, protect this clan?" Qinghe tilted his head, with some confusion on his face.
Today, in the prehistoric human race, Zhisheng and Shennong all regard Tang Hao as their totem and worship him from generation to generation.
But this Suiren family seems to have always been extremely mysterious.
If Baili hadn't mentioned it, she probably wouldn't have known that the human race actually had a branch.
