Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 275 Men Can Hold Up Half the Sky (16)

There is no sun, moon and stars to bring light in the secluded capital of the underworld, only the endlessly flowing Wangchuan River glows yellow, turbid and scarlet.

In this incomparably dark [-]th layer of hell, ghosts and ghosts are rampant. Countless ghosts are either being tortured in prisons, or waiting in line on the reincarnation road for the arrival of the next life.

In the center of Youdu, stands a grand and majestic Taoist palace.

This treasure hall is the Taoist palace of the authentic sage, Empress Pingxin.

On weekdays, the ghost gods in the underworld would come here to seek help from Empress Pingxin if they had something they couldn't handle.

But few people know that there is actually an independent Great Thousand World in this Taoist palace.

Inside, the sun, moon and stars are all there, mountains, rivers and rivers are complete, birds and beasts run rampant, and fierce beasts roar endlessly.

This is the vast world opened up by Houtu after he became a true sage.

At this time, in this world, a yellow and thin Taoist appeared out of thin air holding a wooden stick. Looking down, he saw several tall and strong men running between the foothills, chasing a vicious beast in front of him. .

The ferocious beast was hundreds of feet high, but it was chased by those few strong men who were only a few feet tall.

Seeing that the way forward was cut off, the ferocious beast turned its head back and grinned at the strong men, and rushed towards them, as if preparing to fight desperately.

However, one of the strong men just curled his lips and slapped him casually.

Hearing a "bang", the ferocious beast that rushed over flew out, slammed into the mountain wall about ten thousand feet high, and collapsed into a pile of mud and slowly slid down.

"Wizard."

The sallow and emaciated Taoist sighed softly, with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

At this moment, Empress Pingxin's voice came over.

"Since Fellow Daoist is here, please enter the hall for a briefing."

In the next moment, a grand and majestic palace, as high as the sky, appeared between the sky and the earth.

Looking at this familiar appearance, Zhunti Saint showed a relaxed smile on his face.

With a slight shake, he had arrived in the hall.

Empress Pingxin sat on the head, stretched out her hand to lead her, "Fellow Daoist, please take a seat."

The Zhunti sage thanked him, sat cross-legged on the futon, and then looked at his nose and heart, as if in meditation, quietly waiting for the other party to open his mouth.

After a long time, Empress Pingxin said calmly: "If fellow Taoist has nothing to say, please go back."

Only then did the saint Zhunti shake his head, and said with a smile: "The last calamity caused the two tribes of witches to withdraw from the prehistoric stage, and now the human race will set up three emperors and five emperors, forever suppressing luck. Once successful, the human race, a weak acquired race, will become The protagonist of Eternal Heaven and Earth, what do you think about this?"

Empress Pingxin shook her head, and said indifferently: "This matter is decided by the saints, what can I think as a pure saint who can't leave the underworld?

Besides, it has nothing to do with me. "

Saint Zhunti pointedly said: "The witch clan here, fellow Taoist?"

Empress Pingxin said indifferently: "The liches and monsters don't know the number of days, and they are arrogant, so they become the protagonists of the calamity, and in the end both lose... But the monsters can survive in Luzhou in Beiju, and the witches can cultivate in the underworld. Can't you?"

The Zhunti sage nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists are right. The cause and effect of the past have been settled in the calamity. Today's Wu clan should have room to survive. However, the human race will be more prosperous in the future, starting from Nanfang Buzhou. As far as the entire prehistoric world, don't fellow Taoists want to improve the relationship between the witch race and the human race?"

Empress Pingxin frowned slightly, "Fellow Daoist, you might as well speak up if you have something to say."

Zhunti Sage smiled and said: "Except for the emperor who has been chosen for the positions of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns, the rest are born as a result of the times. Fellow Taoists control reincarnation, so you should be very clear about which of the human races to be born are the ones that are favored by luck?

If a fellow daoist is willing, he can take the lead. It is up to the fellow daoist to decide who he wants to be the emperor of the human race or the emperor of the human race. "

Empress Pingxin's eyes lit up slightly, and a thoughtful expression appeared on her face.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want me to help Western religions compete for the luck of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors?"

"It is helping me to teach the West, and it is also helping the Wu people to regain their prehistoric times."

Zhunti Sage smiled and said: "This is very easy for fellow Taoists... Back then, when the witch race and the human race combined, a branch of witches with special blood was born. !"

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Dozens of human tribes, large and small, were scattered on the plain beside the Jishui River.

Among them, the Huaxu tribe is the largest one, with a population of hundreds of thousands.

At this moment, in the Huaxu tribe, many tribesmen gathered outside the patriarch's big house, waiting devoutly for the arrival of the sages.

The Cihang Taoist, dressed in white clothes like snow, frowned slightly, and looked up at the sky from time to time.

It has been more than half a year, and the patriarch's daughter is about to give birth, why hasn't the senior brother come yet?
Suddenly, a cry sounded from the big house.

Immediately, streams of dense purple air and colorful rays of light appeared in the sky.

Seeing such a vision, the members of the Huaxu tribe, who had some doubts about whether the name "sage" was true before, no longer had any doubts, and all respectfully bowed in the direction of the big house.

At this time, the old woman in charge of delivering the baby came out of the big house with a baby carved in powder and jade.

The patriarchs, elders, etc. who had been waiting for a long time immediately surrounded him, immediately lifted the sackcloth that wrapped the baby, and immediately showed a look of disappointment on their faces.

The patriarch said with regret on his face: "Unfortunately, it's a boy."

This sentence is not aimless, but because since the birth of the human race, no matter how many tribes it has dispersed into, most of the patriarchs have been held by women.

Women have a higher status than men.

Because the mother goddess, Nuwa Empress, is in the form of a woman, and the first human created by Nuwa Empress is also a woman... These are important reasons for women to occupy the ruling class.

Of course, the more important reason is that the human race has not formed a marriage system so far. Basically, young men and women get married when they see each other.

The resulting newborns either live with their mothers or are raised together by the tribe.

Because of this, newborns only know their mother, but they don't know who their father is.

Many times, even their mothers don't know.

This makes women have a higher cohesion in the tribe, with blood as the bond, forming a matrilineal clan.

The Huaxu tribe is a typical example of such a matrilineal clan.

Here, women are respected!
The reason why the old patriarch expresses such emotion is because if the "reincarnation of a sage" is a woman, then there is basically no suspense about succeeding her as the patriarch in the future.

At this moment, a luxurious Luanjia appeared in the air, and a faint voice came from it.

"Men can also hold up half the sky, the patriarch should not engage in gender discrimination."

(End of this chapter)