Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 124: A hundred years of human sermons
"Don't be too happy too soon. My test is not easy. If you fail, you will have to go back to where you came from."

Tongtian said seriously. After communicating with Zhao Gongming in the Shangqing Palace, it was obvious that Tongtian's thoughts had changed a lot.

Accepting disciples is still open to all comers, but the assessment has become much more difficult, and it has gradually come to mean that more is more valuable than more.

The golden-winged roc patted its chest and vowed, "I will definitely pass the test and will never let Tianzun down."

Next, Zhao Gongming accompanied Tongtian and rushed to the coast of the East China Sea.

It was said that they were in a hurry, but the group of people were on the road, stopping and walking, traveling around the mountains and rivers, and comprehending the great avenue of heaven and earth.

Occasionally, Tongtian would get interested and sit down to talk and preach to everyone.

Zhao Gongming, with six ears, was very happy to listen to the golden-winged roc.

Especially the golden-winged roc, which is at the peak of golden immortality, faintly advanced, and above the heavenly spirit, it has the meaning of condensing the three flowers of heaven, earth and man.

Once condensed, in an instant, the Taiyi Dao Fruit will be realized, and every move will be blessed by the power of heaven and earth, which is dozens of times more powerful than the Golden Immortal.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred years have passed.

On this day, Zhao Gongming and others rode the white clouds and slowly arrived at the East China Sea.

It was still the same as before. Zhao Gongming had just blown the conch shell, and not long after, Prime Minister Turtle emerged from the sea.

When he saw Tongtian coming, he was so excited that he was incoherent and quickly informed the clan leader Ao Ling.

Ao Ling has also been in great distress recently. When he was about to find some way to have more contact with the Shangqing lineage, Tongtian came in person.

Immediately, Ao Ling led hundreds of millions of aquatic people to surface and greet Lingbao Tianzun.

Under Ao Ling's warm hospitality, Tongtian and others visited the vast territory of the Dragon Clan.

After living in the Dragon Clan for half a year, he finally left.

Among them, the most exciting one is the golden-winged roc.

During the Long-Han Catastrophe, the three clans fought, resulting in serious casualties. The relationship between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans fell into a freezing point, with almost no contact.

But he, the golden-winged roc, could openly enter the territory of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, live there for a few months, and receive extremely warm hospitality from the Dragon Clan. Looking at the entire Phoenix Clan, who can do it?
After leaving the Dragon Clan, Tongtian's mood improved significantly and he came to the Human Clan again.

Nine days, above the long white clouds, overlooking the entire ancestral land of the human race, looking at the huge palace built by the skilled craftsmen of the human race.

In the huge human square, there are densely packed people who are enlightened and practicing.

Outside the palace, in the endless dense forest, people hunt and reproduce, kill monsters, and hunt sea fish.

All of this made Tongtian, who was born as Daluo Jinxian and had never experienced the mortal realm, deeply moved.

"I remember that when the human race was first born, they were weak, barely clothed, living in cold and damp caves, drinking blood from their hair. I didn't expect that after so many years, the human race would develop so much."

Tongtian was very amazed. He had seen countless races in the prehistoric times, but he had never seen one like the human race that could undergo such earth-shattering changes in a short period of time. It was terrifying!
Zhao Gongming smiled slightly, "The human race was created by Empress Nuwa in the form of the innate Taoist body. Although the human race is weak, it has one of the biggest characteristics, that is, it is constantly striving for self-improvement. If there is a chance of survival, it will fight for it with all its strength."

The mosquito Taoist looked at the human race and couldn't help but licked his lips.

The taste of human race, a brand new species, must be very delicious. I wonder who is better than Asura.

Just as this idea flashed through Taoist Mosquito's mind, Zhao Gongming gave him a warning look.

Taoist Mosquito was startled and smiled brightly, "Master, you have misunderstood the little mosquito."

Zhao Gongming snorted lightly and stopped talking to Taoist Mosquito, but to Taoist Tongtian.

"Master, let's go down and have a look. The three ancestors of the human race and I are old acquaintances. They will be very happy to see Master coming in person." "That's fine."

Tongtian nodded, and then, everyone soared through the clouds and mist, and slowly arrived at the ancestral land of the human race.

At first, everyone in the human race thought that there was another monster coming to attack the human race, so they all wore armor and were ready to fight.

But when they saw Zhao Gongming, they all became excited, quickly dropped their weapons, and started shouting loudly.

"Holy Master, Holy Master, Holy Master!"

Some smart ones quickly went to the ancestral hall to invite the three ancestors of the human race.

Tongtian was slightly surprised, "Holy Master, it seems that you have done a lot for this human race."

Zhao Gongming smiled modestly and said, "When Saint Nuwa attained enlightenment, she enriched my virtue. All these things I do are just my duties and they are nothing."

Soon, the three Suiren clan members walked out of the ancestral hall. When they saw Zhao Gongming, they were very excited, "Master Zhao, you are back again."

But when they saw the young Taoist next to Zhao Gongming, they were confused, "This is"

Don't blame them for not recognizing him, Tongtian's appearance is really too young.

Zhao Gongming said sternly, "This is my master, the Supreme Pure One, Lingbao Tianzun!"

"Ah, Lord Tianzun?"

The three clans trembled in fright, and then they bowed quickly, "The Suiren clan includes the Chao clan and the Ziyi clan. I didn't know that the Heavenly Lord was coming, but I missed the welcome from afar. Please don't blame the Heavenly Lord."

"Why are you so rigid about etiquette?" Tongtian waved his hand slightly, and a soft magic power directly lifted Suirenshi and the other three people up.

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Master came here mainly to see how the human race is developing. There is no other intention. You don't need to be frightened."

"Yes, Master Zhao."

The Third Ancestor nodded lightly, then hurriedly greeted Tongtian and walked towards the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, Tongtian sat on the first seat, while the third ancestor stood aside, serving diligently.

Tongtian frowned and said, "You and I are both cultivators. We have no high or low status. We can just treat them as normal."

Even though Tongtian said this, the Third Patriarch was still uneasy.

That is the Heavenly Lord of the Supreme Purity Spiritual Treasure, the existence of the Billion Yuan Society that spans across the world. A Qingping Sword, which can cut through eternity, and no one can use its sharp edge.

Tongtian saw helplessness on his face when he saw that the ancestors of the human race were always like this, so he had no choice but to let them go.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of years pass by in a hurry.

In the past 100 years, Tongtian has been very leisurely. Since the holy way is difficult to understand, it is better to relax and relax. Maybe when will the layer of window paper be pierced and I will realize the way?

In 100 years, Tongtian visited almost all the tribes of the human race in the East China Sea.

Every few months, there is a sermon. In just 100 years, the human race has added thousands of people to the Golden Immortal alone. Of course, among them, people from all over the world came to listen to Tongtian's sermon. of human race.

As for the golden immortals, there are so many true immortals and mysterious immortals that they are too numerous to count.

The 100 years that Tongtian has been in the human race is at least equivalent to the thousands of years that the human race has developed on its own.

(End of this chapter)