In fact, Lu Ming didn't know how the Celestial Race appeared.
The power they control is completely different from other races and has its own system.
There is another one, Lu Ming doesn't know how the human race in the prehistoric universe first appeared. He used to think that the human race, like the dragon race and the demon race, evolved from the blood of the primitive gods.
But now it seems that it is not at all, and the evolution of the human race is by no means simple.
The two walked forward while chatting. After about a few hours, a village appeared in front of them.
The village is not big, surrounded by a kind of strange wood, made of fence.
Around the fence, there are some strange flowers and plants.
These flowers and plants, as well as the wooden fence, exude a strange fragrance.
"Brother Tianyun, there are all kinds of bugs densely scattered around this area, and the wooden fence here and the smell from the flowers and plants on the side can make those bugs retreat and dare not approach."
Hai Zong explained.
Tianyun is a pseudonym used by Lu Ming.
After all, this area was developed by the Celestials. Maybe there are Celestials in this continent. Lu Ming decided not to use his real name, but to use a pseudonym, so as not to attract the attention of the Celestials.
After all, now that he has been impregnated by the black mist, his strength has been severely weakened. If he attracts the Celestials, he will be in trouble.
He used to use this pseudonym in Xiaoqianshijie, so when Haizong asked about it, he used it casually.
No one in the prehistoric universe knew this pseudonym.
"Brother Tianyun, are there no bugs in your place?"
Hai Zong asked curiously again.
Lu Ming was very cryptic before, and Haizong always thought that Lu Ming was the same as him, a person from this world.
Just from far away.
In fact, with Haizong's cultivation base, he can't even fly, and he doesn't stay far away from his village. There is no concept of other worlds in his mind.
He only knows that this world is everything.
Naturally, it never occurred to Lu Ming that he was not from their world at all.
The two walked into the village, and the surrounding village names all nodded and greeted Haizong when they saw Haizong.
After a while, the two came to a small courtyard.
The other courtyard is not big, made of wood, very simple, but very clean.
"Brother Tianyun, you can stay in this room."
Hai Zong pointed to a room on the right.
"Hai Zong, do you live alone?"
Lu Ming asked.
Because his spiritual sense has already been scanned, there is no one else in this other courtyard except them, and some basic daily necessities are also shared by one person.
"Yeah, I used to live with grandpa, but grandpa passed away a few years ago, and I'm the only one left!"
As he spoke, Hai Zong's eye sockets turned red.
"Excuse me!"
Lu Ming said.
"It's okay, I'm a little sentimental, Brother Tianyun, your injury is still not healed, you should hurry up and heal."
Hai Zongdao.
"Um!"
Lu Ming nodded. He really needed to seize the time to refine that black mist, which was corroding his body and aggravating his injuries all the time.
Walk into the room, close the door, and let Qiuqiu protect him. Lu Ming sits cross-legged and uses the power of taboo. Tens of thousands of cells in his body glow, creating a 'door', and a powerful attraction is generated , covering the whole body.
Immediately, the black mist in all the cells began to stir and struggle crazily.
However, after struggling for a long time, a trace of black mist was absorbed by the 'door', and merged with the previously absorbed mist above the yellow mud road.
In this way, three days passed in a flash.
In three days, the black mist decreased by about 3%, plus the 1% absorbed before, a total of 4% was absorbed by Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's condition is better than before, his complexion is stronger, his muscles are bulging, and his whole body looks plump, not as scary as before.
"There are no bugs here, and I will recover in three more months!"
Lu Ming thought.
This feeling of not being in the state and weakening the cultivation base is really uncomfortable, and Lu Ming is eager to recover quickly.
Dangdangdang...
At this moment, a crisp bell sound came in.
The next moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Brother Tianyun, it's time to pray."
Haizong's voice came from outside.
"pray?"
Lu Ming frowned, not knowing why.
Lu Ming put away the power of taboo, opened the door, and walked out.
"Hai Zong, what is prayer?"
Lu Ming thought about it and decided to ask.
Haizong didn't know that there were other worlds, so he shouldn't doubt him.
"Brother Tianyun, don't you need to pray to the gods in your hometown?"
Hai Zong looked very surprised.
"My hometown is very remote, so I don't need to pray, and I don't know what prayer is. Can you tell me?"
Lu Ming said.
"It seems that the world is too big, and there are still places where the light of the gods cannot be covered. Prayer is to pray to the gods, pray for the blessings of the gods, and lead us to prosperity and glory."
Hai Zongdao.
"Gods?"
Lu Ming was a little puzzled.
In the prehistoric universe, the existence of the God Realm is a god compared to the Xiaoqian World, powerful and omnipotent.
But he knew that God Realm was just a stronger practitioner.
What is the god of this continent
"There are no gods in my hometown, Haizong, have you ever seen a god?"
Lu Ming asked.
"No, I haven't seen the gods, but the old people say that believe in the gods, the gods can guide our Yan people to resist the attack of insects, guide us to practice, and let us go to glory..."
Hai Zongdao.
"You, no, are our cultivation methods taught by the gods?"
Lu Ming continued to ask.
"This, not all, don't you know, big brother Tianyun? The cultivation methods of our Yan Clan were all comprehended by the ancestors of the Yan Clan from the Ancestral Mountain, but later the gods also passed on some of them."
Hai Zongdao, he was really confused about Lu Ming's question.
If he didn't have the concept of other worlds at all, he would really suspect that Lu Ming is not a person of this world, why is he not clear about some common sense.
"I really don't know. My cultivation method was passed down to me by my father. When he taught it, I practiced. I never asked about other things, so I knew very little."
Lu Ming casually found a reason.
"Oh I got it!"
Hai Zong nodded.
The two chatted while walking, and soon came to a relatively large courtyard.
At this moment, thousands of people have gathered in the courtyard.
They are all from this village, men, women, young and old.
In front of the courtyard, there is a stone statue of a middle-aged man with a height of ten meters.
"This is... Celestials!"
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold.
He is too familiar with the Celestial-human race, regardless of male or female, the facial features of the Celestial-human race are extremely delicate and easy to identify.
Moreover, there was a strange aura emanating from this statue, which was clearly the aura of the power of heaven.