"The third day of traveling through the wilderness."

"Others who traveled through time were either some kind of system, or some Chaos Bead, Hongmeng Bead, or some kind of innate demon god. But when I arrived, I had nothing, not to mention the accompanying treasure, not even a piece of clothing. Co-authored

It’s true that if you don’t bring it with you in life, you won’t take it with you in death.”

"Heaven is unfair!"

Under a big tree, I saw a man wearing a bark skirt, holding a mud ball in his hand, staring at the sky through the gaps in the leaves.

Xuan Chen, a good young man in the 21st century, traveled to this prehistoric world just because he was hit by a foreign object on the road.

It has been three days since I came to this ancient world. After pinching myself countless times and calling the system hundreds of times with no response, I have to accept this reality.

Xuan Chen was born in a remote village in Sichuan. He heard that when he was a child, the village suffered a mudslide and his parents were unfortunately killed. He was named after the old Taoist priest who adopted him, so there was no concern. He relied on the adoption of an old Taoist priest nearby.

I successfully graduated from university with state funding, but I still haven't found a job more than half a year after graduation. I thought about the old Taoist priest who taught me some things like chanting scriptures, religious rituals, fasting, and so on, but I really can't find a job, so I'm planning to find a Taoist temple.

I forgot about placing the order, but I got hit by something on the way, and ended up in this wild world.

After calling the system countless times to no avail, Xuan Chen gradually accepted this fact, and then he kept thinking about how to survive in this ancient world where quasi-sages are everywhere and giants are not as good as dogs.

Since coming to this ancient world, in addition to making himself a suit of bark clothes, Xuanchen also took advantage of the darkness and returned to the mud pit where Nuwa created humans.

After all, in the legend, the goddess Nuwa kneaded the earth to create humans, but they were the Three Lights Divine Water and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, which are treasures.

There was nothing left in the mud pit, but Xuan Chen scraped out a lot of mud from the mud pit with the spirit of scraping three feet, and kneaded it into a mud ball about the size of two fists.

"Don't let it go to waste. This is a treasure. If one day I learn the art of twisting nature, I won't be able to create a fairy for myself."

There is a round of sun and moon in the sky, a few cool autumns in the world, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Traveling through the fifth year of prehistoric times."

"It has been five years since I came to the ancient world, and I still haven't waited until I established the Human Sect and taught the Dharma to the human race. I haven't seen other great masters coming to the human tribe. So how can I become a disciple and learn skills? They won't still listen in the chaos.

Empress Nuwa, please preach!"

"Waiting for Master Lao Tzu, this factor is too uncertain. No one knows when he became enlightened, established a religion and became a saint."

"Fortunately, I didn't place all my hopes on Lao Tzu. On the eleventh day after traveling through time, Suiren made fire by drilling wood through constant friction between two pieces of wood. The first flame was born the day after tomorrow, and he immediately received merit from heaven.

, even the wooden sticks used to drill wood to make fire have become a little strange because they are contaminated with merit. Although compared with the time when Nuwa created a human being, it is simply the difference between a firefly and a bright moon. Don't ask me how I know him.

It belongs to Suiren, because I gave him his name, and I also secretly guided him in drilling wood to make fire. Well, the main reason is that I can't stand raw meat and want to eat cooked food. But with fire, at least humans can keep themselves warm and drive away

A beast."

"In the third month after traveling through time, the weather gradually turned colder. Under my guidance, the Suiyi family invented clothes and sewed the animal skins with bone needles and animal sinews. The merits from heaven were like the last time the Suiren family drilled them.

Compared with wood and fire, there are a little less. But there are too many people, and many people still freeze to death or die in the mouths of wild beasts. Except for the first three thousand human tribes born like me, there are more than 100,000 other people.

However, it is four to five hundred kilograms heavier than the humans of later generations. I don’t know if it’s because the 3,000 human race created first were pinched more carefully by the female baby empress, and their strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, weighing about three to four thousand kilograms.”

"In the fourth month after traveling through time, the weather became colder and colder, and animal skin clothes could no longer withstand the severe cold. So I secretly guided You Chao and inspired him to build a house with trees and thatch. Heaven once again sent down merits and He Ming

The Yi clan is similar, but slightly less popular than the Suiren clan."

"In the seventh month after traveling through time, there is still no great power coming to the human tribe. They should still be listening to the sermons of Nuwa, the goddess of chaos in the outer world. So I took the risk to build a stove with clay embryos, and then fired it with earth.

When I made the first piece of pottery, Heaven also brought me merit, but it was only about half of that of Suiren. The first piece of pottery I made was a bottle, and it also became a bit magical with the natural virtue of Heaven, but I still can't figure out what effect it has.

.But pottery in the prehistoric novels should have been created by Shen Nong during the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period. I’m sorry Shen Nong, I robbed you of your merits.”

"After this experiment, I roughly understood that the great powers in the prehistoric era were probably still listening to the sermons of Nuwa Empress in the chaos. For a while, they had not focused on the human race. I successively made fishing nets and bows and arrows.

I also taught the tribesmen how to fish and hunt, and heaven once again sent down merits. My merits now are more than those of the Suiren clan, but I felt sorry for Fuxi and robbed him of his merits."

"In the eighth month since I traveled through time, I gradually figured out the uses of merit. One is to improve my own strength. Suiren absorbed part of the merit he gained, and his strength has reached tens of thousands of kilograms. The other is to improve my understanding.

Youchao chose to ignite the merits, and there will be obvious improvements and improvements. He said that the current house has greatly improved its ability to prevent cold and heat, and even made pottery without me, but there was no merit this time.

It should only happen the first time."

"After gaining merit by making pottery, fishing nets, and bows and arrows, I did not choose to use merit to improve my strength. After all, in so many ancient conspiracy theory novels, using merit to increase strength will affect subsequent development. But merit is also

Even if I can’t use it now, the more the merrier, I thought of some new ways to earn merit, such as creating words, but whenever I wanted to write the first word, the sky suddenly changed color, and the feeling from the bottom of my heart emanated.

It was a crisis, as if I would be struck by lightning if I wrote the words, so I had to stop and think of a plan to earn merit."

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Fengqi Mountain.

A man wearing animal skin looks at the dark clouds gradually dispersing in the sky, gradually dissipating the throbbing in his heart.

"Why is the creation of writing subject to a warning from heaven? Is there any special emphasis on this? Or is it that only Cangjie can create writing, or is it not yet time?"

"I originally said that if I could use words, I would record my heroic deeds. Even if I die one day, there will be descendants who will pay tribute to my great achievements."

"Alas."

This man was none other than Xuan Chen. After letting out a long sigh, he looked at the clouds dispersing in the sky and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. However, he couldn't do anything about it and could only keep it in his heart silently.

The golden crow rises in the east and the jade rabbit falls in the west, day after day, year after year.

In the five years since he arrived in the prehistoric era, Xuanchen has gradually integrated with the new human tribe. In these five years, Xuanchen has not taught the tribesmen any profound things, but only taught some methods of making traps and hunting skills.

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After all, for the newly born human race, survival is the first priority.

However, because of the invention of pottery, fishing nets, and bows and arrows, Xuanchen also gained the respect and support of the people in the tribe, and even ranked above the Suiren clan, Zhenyi clan, and Youchao clan. However, Xuanchen consciously lowered his sense of existence.

They did not choose to participate in the management of the tribe, so the tribe still followed the leadership of the Suiren clan, the Zhenyi clan, and the Youchao clan, and just asked the tribe members to help pay attention to whether any strangers came to the human territory.

One day, the sky was clear, the wind was warm and the sun was shining, and Xuan Chen was meditating to absorb spiritual energy.

In the second year after coming to this world, Xuanchen tried to use the breathing method taught to him by the old Taoist priest in his previous life to feel the spiritual energy and step into practice.

Not to mention, Xuan Chen really felt spiritual energy, but because there was no specific practice system, his strength only increased by more than two thousand kilograms, and there was no other breakthrough.

However, there is no other way now. Based on the principle that a little progress is progress, Xuanchen insists on meditating and absorbing spiritual energy every day as long as he is not out hunting.

"Xuanchen, come out quickly. I heard that an old man came to Youchao's village. He has white hair and is dressed in strange clothes."

I saw a young man in animal skins furiously pushing open the wooden house where Xuan Chen lived, and walked in with a roar. The person who came was none other than Suiren.

"What!"

Xuan Chen was shocked and sat up in shock. You must know how uncomfortable it is for a time traveler to know that he has traveled to the ancient world but has been unable to practice because he has no way to practice.

It is the dream of many people to wield a sword and ride on the wind, to slay demons between heaven and earth, to travel to the North Sea and the dusk sky, to travel in and out of Qingming, and to open the gate of heaven with a sword!

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Hearing the news brought by Suiren, Xuanchen couldn't bear the joy in his heart anymore. If Suiren hadn't been here, he would have jumped up.

Who is coming? It can’t be Taiqing, right!

"Take me to see it quickly."

"No, I'm going to dress up like this and wait until I wash my face and cut my hair."

Xuan Chen pulled Suiren and was about to go out, but as a half-Taoist in his previous life, he had to pay attention to his image when he thought of meeting senior masters.

However, now that I am wearing an animal skin skirt, I have a perfect image of a primitive man, but I can’t help it. It has been five years since I came to the prehistoric period, and I don’t know how to raise silkworms and weave. As for cotton, I have searched all over Xuanchen around Fengqi Mountain and haven’t looked at it yet.

To.

He has nothing but animal skins on his body.

Well, it’s not like there’s nothing.

In the end, Xuanchen just washed his face, tied his hair and took Suirenshi out.

Although many humans have died due to natural disasters and beasts in recent years, there are also many newborns, thousands more than when Nuwa first created humans.

Due to the large population, three tribes settled near Fengqi Mountain, led by the Suiren clan, the Zhenyi clan, and the Youchao clan respectively.

The three tribes have large populations. In order to ensure that daily hunting and fishing do not interfere with each other, the Suiren tribe and the Youchao tribe are separated by nearly a hundred miles. Even with the physical strength of Xuanchen and the Suiren family, it would take two hours to travel with all their strength.

This is because the Youchao tribe invented the house and made many improvements later. Although they are all wooden houses or thatched houses, the houses of the Youchao tribe are indeed the largest and neatest among the three tribes. They are well-connected and the houses look neat.

Not long after they entered the Youchao tribe, they saw an old man with white hair, wearing a Taoist robe, visiting the tribe under the leadership of a young man with dark animal skin, followed by a black-horned green bull.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Chen still didn't understand that this was the Taiqing Laozi he had been waiting for. If it weren't for his image, he would have wanted to step forward and hug his thigh.
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