When Zhisheng came to the altar in a hurry, he saw Tang Hao looking at the patterns on the altar with interest.
Behind him, there was a woman whose appearance was unclear.
Without thinking too much, after adjusting his clothes a little, Zhisheng walked up to the altar and came to Tang Hao.
"Zhi Sheng has met the Venerable Master."
He bowed and his voice was respectful, just like before.
"Haha, get up."
For the human race, Tang Hao has never been stingy with his smile.
A slight smile appeared on the handsome and extraordinary face. Tang Hao turned around, looked at the ancestor of the human race in front of him who had sacrificed so much and said: "Don't be nervous, I just came back to see how you are doing." ."
With just one word, Zhisheng felt extremely warm all over his body, as if he was bathed in divine light.
Behind Tang Hao, in order not to cause necessary trouble, a veil appeared on Su Daji's face again, covering her peerless appearance.
After hearing Tang Hao's calm voice without any pretense, she looked at Zhisheng in front of her, with a trace of envy flashing in her eyes.
Tang Hao never concealed his preference for the human race.
Zhisheng straightened up, and in his eyes full of vicissitudes and wisdom, Tang Hao was the only one at this moment.
As for Su Daji, he had never even glanced at it from beginning to end.
In Zhisheng's heart, no matter how powerful a being is, as long as he stands with Tang Hao, he will have to step back.
After hearing Tang Hao's concerned inquiry, he quickly said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. The human race is doing... very well. Please rest assured, Your Majesty!"
Although the human race is now encountering some difficulties, in Zhisheng's mind, the human race is now living countless times better than before.
"Having a good life? I don't think so." However, after hearing Zhisheng's words, Tang Hao shook his head and chuckled.
At this time, the Dahuang Ancestral City has almost reached the prosperity of the ancient Luoshui City.
Buzhou Mountain is huge, and so is the Dahuang Ancestral City built at the foot of the mountain and extending outward.
If a mortal stood at the altar at this time, he would find that the vast ancient city in front of him was like a large dynasty surrounded by city walls, prosperous and prosperous.
Once upon a time, the human race in the wilderness could only huddle at the foot of the mountain, and there were only three or four tribes.
But now, the tens of millions of miles around Mount Buzhou has long been part of the ancient city, and countless human races have thrived in it.
However, in Tang Hao's eyes, the Great Wilderness Ancient City at this time was still a little different from what he expected.
There is no one else, because at this time, of the nearly hundreds of millions of human beings in the city, almost 80% are mortals.
Not the kind of mortal cultivator who is in the first or second stage of mortal realm, but a complete mortal.
You must know that although the human race today does not have immortal magic, the skills left by Baili are enough for them to cultivate to the Mahayana realm.
Moreover, the easiest way to practice is the three realms in the early stages of the mortal realm.
It can be said that as long as you know a little bit about breathing and breathing, you can become a monk.
Tang Hao really didn't understand why there were so many outright mortals in this ancient city, the entire wilderness, and even China.
Is there really some peerless power that uses great supernatural powers to interrupt the path of human cultivation?
"What do you mean by these words, Your Majesty?"
On the altar, after hearing Tang Hao's uncertain words, Zhisheng's eyes flashed with doubt.
What he said before was from the bottom of his heart that the human race was doing well now, and he was not lying.
"Have you forgotten what you promised me?"
Tang Hao looked at the puzzled Ren Zu in front of him, and even Zhisheng, one of the future Human Emperors, and asked.
promise?
Hearing this word, Zhisheng was stunned.
But soon, after seeing Tang Hao's half-smiling expression, he seemed to understand something, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Of course Zhi Sheng will not forget it."
Zhisheng knew what the promise Tang Hao was talking about.
A hundred years ago, when he chose to declare to the Wilderness that the human race would no longer be protected by Tang Hao, he swore an oath.
He belongs to the human race and should lead the rise of the human race.
"But Your Majesty, I think the human race is developing fast enough now."
Raising his head, Zhisheng looked directly into Tang Hao's eyes and continued: "Because of His Holiness's protection, in less than ten thousand years, our clan has gone from being on the verge of extinction to now spreading throughout the entire wilderness."
"Zhisheng has kept all this in mind, and Zhisheng also dares not forget the original promise!"
At this time, Zhisheng's words were full of seriousness. There was no pride or self-pity, but an aura of great wisdom and foolishness.
"Six thousand years?"
Surprised voices sounded. Behind Tang Hao, Su Daji looked at Zhisheng in front of her, with strange colors in her eyes.
Before Tang Hao could speak, she took the lead and said: "It only took six thousand years to reach the current situation. You human race are really extraordinary."
There are many races in the ancient world, countless.
But Su Daji has never heard of any clan that can grow from a low-level race that cannot practice to a race that can spread its footprints to the entire continent in just six thousand years.
Although the Great Wilderness is not as large as the Four Continents, its area is still extremely vast because of the surrounding Tianzhu.
Su Daji's concept of the human race was still stuck in the days when it was used as rations and sacrifices by the Lich and Lich clans.
But as she followed Tang Hao closer to the Great Wilderness Ancestral City, she gradually realized that the human race might not be as miserable as she thought.
Although the whole thing is still weak, Su Daji sees only prosperity and no regrets along the way.
The human race has many things that other races do not have.
For example, in this prosperous ancient city in front of us, no other race would be able to create this feeling.
So after hearing that everything he saw was achieved by the human race in six thousand years, Su Daji couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder.
To her, six thousand years was simply unimaginably short.
On the other side, hearing Su Daji's charming voice, Zhisheng didn't feel short of breath or dizzy like Shigekawa before.
Instead, he moved his gaze and looked calmly at Su Daji's indescribably charming eyes.
On one side is the alluring pink eye that seems to be able to pour over and melt everything, revealing a unique, blurry and dreamy look.
The other side is one that has seen all the vicissitudes of the world, witnessed countless ups and downs, and contains calm eyes that can understand the essence of all things.
Perhaps Su Daji deliberately restrained her temperament at this time, but Zhisheng's eyes, which were like ancient wells, could not see any waves.
"Interesting, you look exactly the same as a man I met by the Luoshui River before."
A chuckle rang out, and the corners of Su Daji's mouth slightly raised. Looking at the calm-looking Zhisheng in front of her, the scene when she first came to Luoshui suddenly appeared in her mind.
At that time, there was a middle-aged man who looked exactly like Zhisheng, and he also calmly invited her to visit the ancient city of Luoshui.
"Senior is talking about the leader of the Shennong clan. I was born at the same time as him, so we naturally have the same appearance."
Although Su Daji did not reveal a breath at this time, Zhisheng knew very well that the other party was definitely a god-level existence that he could not imagine at present.
So at this time, there was still a little respect in his words. This was the respect of a person with a low status to a stronger person.
After saying this, he stopped looking at Su Daji and looked at Tang Hao in front of him again.
Different from when Su Daji looked at each other, Zhisheng's calm eyes were full of heartfelt gratitude and respect when looking at Tang Hao.
When he and Su Daji looked at each other, Tang Hao seemed to understand that he might have been too hasty.
The ancient world did not remember years. Six thousand years may be a long time in other worlds, but in the ancient world, it may not even be comparable to the time spent by a Daluo creature in seclusion.
The human race has been able to develop to this point, which is already very good.
After thinking for a while, Tang Hao looked at Zhisheng in front of him and asked a question that he had always wondered.
"Why are there so many more mortals in the human race now?"
"Is there something wrong with the cultivation method?"
When he heard his words, a flash of surprise flashed in Zhisheng's eyes.
It turns out that it was because of this that the Lord God felt that the human race was developing too slowly.
Handing it over again, Zhisheng thought for a while and began to explain: "Honorable Sir, there is no problem with the cultivation method."
"The problem is only our own race."
Is there something wrong with the human race itself?
What went wrong?
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao raised his eyebrows and became increasingly curious.
After Zhisheng finished speaking, he silently turned around and looked at the prosperous ancient city behind him, with a trace of sigh flashing in his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.
"Perhaps Your Majesty doesn't know that not every living being can embark on the path of cultivation."
"This has nothing to do with skills, but with your own talent."
"In the past, the reason why everyone in our human race could practice cultivation was because the number of our human race was very small at that time, and most of the people in our race had more or less some blood relationship with those innate human races."
"But as time goes by, the number of our clan has increased, and with this increase, the innate human blood in the bodies of the clan members born in the past few thousand years has become increasingly thinner."
"Without the blessing of the innate bloodline, most of the tribesmen have very poor talents. In addition, the wilderness is barren, and the spiritual energy is very thin."
Turning around again, Zhisheng looked at Tang Hao and said with a wry smile: "So among the children born in our human race today, only one out of hundreds of thousands will have a reasonably good physique."
"Out of millions or even tens of millions, a cultivation genius will emerge."
"This is the reason why the number of mortals in our clan is increasing."
I see!
After hearing Zhisheng's explanation, Tang Hao finally came to his senses, and all the doubts in his heart disappeared.
It can only be said that it was because after Tang Hao entered the ancient world, the creatures he came into contact with, except for the human race, basically all had a good level.
So this led Tang Hao to think that as long as the creatures were born in the prehistoric times, they could more or less practice.
But after Zhisheng said this, he finally remembered that no matter which world, the most numerous people are mortals, aren't they?
After all, there are only a few who can practice. After all, if everyone can practice, with the reproduction speed of the human race, which race can match it?
