Chapter 305 Merits come from

Chapter 305 Merits come from

Chapter 305 Merit comes from...

The human race, the Ziyi tribe.

As thousands of years passed, the total population of the human race has now exceeded 100 million, and it is precisely because of this that the human race is divided into three tribes, from the upper reaches of the Yellow River to the middle reaches of the Yellow River.

They are the Ziyi tribe, the Youchao tribe and the Suiren tribe. The three first-generation human races became the three ancestors of the human race.

In the center of the Ziyi tribe, there is a three-meter-high grass and wood "palace". Suiren and Jin walked in quickly.

"Sui, you are here." Ziyi pulled Suiren over and pointed at the human race lying on the couch.

"Suiren leader." The tribe member was already injured and had to stand up and salute.

Suiren quickly suppressed him:

"No, you are still injured."

"Thank you, chief." The tribesman forced a smile:

"Chief, I went to the cave with a few brothers and my wife.

"The stones around the cave are very strange. At that time, I was holding wood in my hand and preparing to build a house near the cave. As a result, I accidentally kicked a stone. The stone bounced on the stone wall and directly ignited a fire..."

Suiren looked down at the burn on the young man's chest and frowned slightly.

The fire ignited the wood he was holding, and then burned him.

After half an hour, the young man finished telling everything, and Suiren patted him on the shoulder:

"Take good care of your injuries, and take me to see them when you are healed. "

"Okay, chief! "

Suiren gave Ziyi a look and then walked out of the 'hall'.

Ziyi understood what he meant, and after comforting the tribesman, he arranged a job for Jin and asked a tribesman to take care of him here, and then followed Suiren out.

"What's wrong, Sui? Have you found anything?" Ziyi asked under a tree several feet high.

"I just feel... maybe I'm on the wrong path." Suiren sighed lightly:

"I wanted to make fire by rubbing stones together, but when I heard what he said just now, maybe the problem lies in this stone." Ziyi frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked:

"Sui, maybe wood is easier to catch fire?"

"I tried it." Sui shook his head: "No matter how you rub it, even if the wood is hot, it can't catch fire. I'll try again."

"Don't be too anxious." Ziyi said softly: "Maybe the new stone is the key to starting a fire."

"No. "Sui shook his head and said: "Even if the fire started, it was ultimately with the help of external forces. That thing is not inexhaustible. We still need a way to make fire on our own." After talking with Ziyi, Sui walked into the dense forest again alone. "When did this place die?" Suiren looked at the dead forest in front of him, feeling a little confused. Driven by his inner heart, Suiren broke off a dead branch and repaired it simply with a palm-sized stone knife. "If the friction point is always in one place, will the temperature be higher, so as to achieve the purpose of making fire?" Suiren fell into thinking. Recalling the repeated failures of using wood to make fire, Suiren summed up countless experiences. This time, perhaps it is really the right direction. Humans never lack the spirit of trying. The dead branches were trimmed to about the thickness of two fingers, and the top was trimmed into a pointed cone shape. Then, Suiren took another larger one. Thick branches, peeled both sides with a stone knife, and cut into a palm-sized wooden board.

Then, some very dry hay was taken and spread on the board.

Using wood to make fire for the 12,960th time.

…

When the first ray of fire illuminated the dense forest, the entire sky was dyed red!

Under the feet of Suiren, tiny sparks of fire rose up along with the burning of dry grass, never extinguished.

The next moment, the sea of ​​fire ignited the entire dead wood forest, and the fire illuminated the sky, turning the deep night into day!

Suiren stood in the sea of ​​fire, laughing wildly.

This fire was hot and bright, but in his feeling, the flame was very warm.

"It's on fire! It's on fire!"

"Run! Everyone, run! It's on fire!"

"Chief! Chief, come out! It's on fire!"

"Where is this fire? "

The tribesmen living outside the forest stood up one after another, either fleeing or looking for the leaders such as Ziyi.

Suiren stopped laughing and slowly opened his eyes. When the fire ignited, he understood everything.

"The Dao added to the human race, but the human race failed to live up to expectations. Madam, please forgive Suiren for being disrespectful.

"Now I am Suiren, and I will prove the Dao heart of the human race with the fire. The inheritance of the human race will never be extinguished. If I cannot get the Great Dao today, I will enter the Dao with endless inheritance!"

The fire cut through the darkness and burned through the haze.

The invisible sea of ​​luck of the human race was boiling and burning like an ocean at this moment.

Suiren's fire directly ignited the luck of the human race, and the three thousand great Dao culture left in the human race was ashes.

They, the human race, are not those who enjoy the teachings of Nuwa and others, but they have to find their own way.

If you can’t realize the truth today, then tomorrow. If you can’t realize the truth tomorrow, then next year. Day after day, year after year, the human race will pass on the torch, and one day they will see the great way.

At this moment, the human race seemed to have broken the ‘shackles’.

Endless clouds of celebration hung over the human race, and endless Xuanhuang gathered here.

Merit and golden light!

This scene made countless powerful people who were staring at the human race dumbfounded.

Even the Sanqing people were shocked.

"What is he doing? Burn it if the Three Thousand Avenues inheritance says it should be burned?" Tongtian was dumbfounded.

As long as the human race solves the crisis of survival, goes step by step, and relies on the 'inheritance' hidden in the body, every innate human race will at least steadily reach the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the first three thousand people have the talent of Da Luo.

"Third brother... maybe we don't understand the aspirations of living beings." Yuan Shi's eyes were shocked, but his tone was a bit calmer:

"The human race is amazing."

The eyes of several people were not on the Suiren clan, but on the fate of that human race.

The 'shackles' of the avenue were ignited and turned into the destiny of the human race.

"Then this..." Tongtian still couldn't understand:

"I admire their courage, but what is the reason for burning him? What if..."

"There is no such thing as a contingency." Bai Chuan smiled and stood up:

"The fire has been ignited, and the human race will inherit it forever, not by chance, but by destiny!"

"No, junior brother, what I want to say is that if they rely on these inheritance avenues to reach the position of Daluo, won't they suffer a big loss?"

Shirakawa:"……"

No matter, they did it themselves.

After saying this, the blazing white gourd in Bai Chuan's hand spit out a stream of true sun fire and headed towards the Suiren clan.

"This is your reward."

The fire of fire accommodates all things and embraces all things. The true fire of the sun penetrates directly into Suiren's palm, and Bai Chuan's words echo in his ears.

"allow!"

Infinite merit fell from the sky and was divided into four parts.

Three of them, a total of 60%, fell on the three ancestors respectively, and the last 40% was evenly distributed on the over 100 million human race.

"This is? Nuwa?"

Sanqing and others were stunned.

Merit does not come from heaven, but from...Nuwa!

This immeasurable merit comes from the Wa Palace!