"The time of the prehistoric times flies so fast, and it's another hundred years in the blink of an eye."

Today is one of the four major festivals unique to Buzhou Mountain, the Qingming Festival.

Every year, there are four major festivals: Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, Duanyang Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival. Ordinary creatures celebrate it every year, singing and dancing, and every ten years or a hundred years, Buzhou Mountain will celebrate it.

These Chinese festivals originating from the earth are, in Yunsu's view, a very attractive part of Chinese civilization. They have supreme charm and should be carried forward.

Therefore, they were perfectly reversed by Yunsu and spread in Buzhou Mountain. In order to give these festivals a sense of mystery, ritual, and spread, he also specially prepared many stories for these festivals.

The story is not complicated. For a tall and high-level immortal otaku, the easiest way is to copy the myths and legends. It is also to respect the origin of these festivals. Anyway, it is enough for him to believe. With him taking the lead, other creatures will naturally believe too.

During festivals, some of the rules on weekdays can be generous, and the ancient bronze temple will also have some opportunities. Over time, even the gods who are attached to the mountains have begun to celebrate these four festivals and celebrate them every year. , The way to celebrate a small celebration in ten years and a big celebration in a hundred years has been going on for a long, long time.

"Drinking water and thinking of the source, Ye Fan knows the root, it can be regarded as a unique way to spread the Chinese civilization as much as possible."

When Yunsu was a child, it can be said that he was an angry youth, and he had an almost obsessive selfishness towards himself, his family, everyone, his family, and his nation.

Even for a long period of time, he was incomprehensible to those who were extremely xenophobic.

Of course, this kind of extreme admiration for foreigners does not refer to normal behaviors such as using foreign products and traveling abroad, but the kind of people who grew up drinking Chinese breast milk and shed Chinese blood, but are malicious in every possible way, or For personal gain, or extreme psychological perversion, I can't wait for the scum, traitors and lackeys of the broken nation.

With Yunsu's current state, he can completely regard himself as an earthling, not to mention the so-called racial origin.

But he didn't.

In his heart, he is first and foremost a child of China, and no matter how far he goes, he will not be able to go back until now.

So for Bai Xianxian's proposal to create a human being, he kept the minimum calm.

As Dao Xing became more and more advanced, he gradually realized that the Huaxia race is not just as simple as a billion people on the earth. If this great prehistoric world is the original origin of the Chinese civilization of countless worlds, then it is even more cautious. .

So, he never touched it.

Bai Xianxian knows that creating a human has great merits, but why doesn't he know it? Of course, out of self-protection, he did not take the initiative to remind Nuwa that you should create a human, but he did not close the door by himself in Buzhou Mountain. Play with a clay figurine.

Some things, if you don't see clearly and want to understand, he will not start randomly.

It can be said that although Yunsu did not take the initiative, he has been waiting for Nu Wa to create a human naturally.

Nu Wa is not in a hurry, he is not in a hurry, he is steady, not panic at all.

But because of Fuxi's incident, Nuwa was already in a hurry. Yunsu's last instruction was an exception, and he could only point to it. If you can figure it out, it's time to create a human being. If you can't figure it out, you have to wait. .

But these things, even Bai Xianxian, he can't say clearly, at least before returning to Earth, he is destined to be a loner.

"If you're dead, then stay in peace. The so-called dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, the past is like a smoke and the scenery is gone, now you can enjoy some incense, and leave a tombstone in this wilderness, maybe it will be returned. Can win some names before and after."

Yunsu would come to the cemetery of the gods and demons to light a pillar of heaven and earth incense whenever the 100-year Tomb-sweeping Festival was held. He was no exception. Even if the true spirit returned to the Qianyuan world, he would arrange for a clone to do it.

As his voice fell, the **** and demon cemetery, which was still a little restless, suddenly disappeared. This was a very difficult thing in the past, and it needed a small stone to fight those hostile feelings from time to time. Now Much simpler.

With this cemetery of gods and demons as the resting place of many demons and gods, it can also reduce a lot of hostility and turn into evil, causing chaos in this world.

In Yunsu's view, every era has its splendor. It does not mean that the human race in the future will be more special and noble than the current **** race. They will also suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death, joy and sorrow, and also have relatives and friends. , and most even have parents and siblings.

Yun Su chose to do some things for other creatures to move forward while cultivating, and he didn't feel that there was anything.

After being busy with the cemetery, as soon as Yunsu came out, he felt that the incense between the heavens and the earth had an abnormal trend.

"It's really strange, this Qingming Festival has spread to hundreds of millions of miles away. There are more than eight million races, big and small, and they have begun to celebrate the four major festivals."

Yun Su is not a selfish person either. He can only celebrate the four major festivals by himself and does not allow other creatures to celebrate the festivals. You must know that in the ancient earth, the four major festivals were also celebrated by many foreigners in the surrounding area. He still has this heart.

Due to the 100-year Qingming period, the weather in Buzhou Mountain was also adjusted to the rainy season by the goddess of the small stone. There is a feeling in the world, and with this climate change, a light rain has fallen.

"There is a lot of rain during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls..."

Xiao Shi and Bai Xian Xian are bringing the little creatures from Buzhou Mountain to hold the Qingming Banquet and directly choose a lawn in the ancient bronze palace. There are a lot of spirit melons, spirits, fruits, spirits, spirits, and spirits on many Lingyu stone tables. In the middle of the lawn It is a reserved program, the big bonfire roasts the meat of the beasts, those little naives who have just opened their minds, the little ghost mushrooms, and many ordinary creatures from Buzhou Mountain, lined up in a line, smelling the meat and drooling. , while surrounding the huge bonfire, singing a poem that Yunsu is very familiar with.

These things are not prohibited by Yunsu, and Bai Xianxian can teach them to children.

Instead, it was Yunsu who touched the scene and felt emotional.

This Du Mu's poem always makes Yunsu feel homesick. Even if he wanders outside the countless worlds, it can instantly arouse his sighs and emotions.

For a time, he actually felt a little sour in the corners of his eyes, but this feeling has not been seen for a long time.

"The old ancestor is here!"

Every festival, many rules can be opened up. For example, as soon as Yunsu, the most important avatar, arrives, the little Hanhans, the little spirit mushrooms and many beautiful and lovely Buzhoushan fairies, the fleshy little boys They enthusiastically surrounded him, held him in the middle, and shouted to listen to the stories of the old ancestors.

"Well, since today is the Qingming Festival, let me tell you a story."

"Oh, that's great!"

"The ancestor is going to tell a story."

For a time, Yunsu was like a mother frog with hundreds of tadpoles. He walked forward, and a bunch of cute little fairies and young ladies moved with him. He was so enthusiastic.

During festivals, there must always be something that children like, so that they can still be passed on after they grow up. This is their childhood, and they always want to have a little sweetness.

"A long time ago, there was a mountain in this world called Qingcheng..."

Yun Su was too lazy to make up false stories, so she packaged her and Bai Suzhen's story and told it to the children. The little cute little ones sat in a circle, put their heads in their hands, and listened attentively. as if it were the best story they had ever heard.

Neither Bai Xianxian nor Xiao Shishi knew about this story, and Bai Suzhen naturally wouldn't bring it up to outsiders. Of course, it wasn't a secret, especially since it was adapted by Yunsu, there was no possibility of leaking it.

An originally good story was told so eloquently by the ancestor Yunsu. Many children actually cried when they heard it. Even some older adults who only dared to listen from a distance couldn't help it. Wipe tears.

Honghuang really lacks stories and children's books.

Yunsu also once asked Xiao Shi, why every time they hold a banquet, they are all cute and cute. The result is that after the little creatures grow up, there will be a new batch of little cuties in the clan to serve the gods, for fear Instead, the adults provoked the dissatisfaction of the ancestors.

The story was finally finished, but Yunsu found out that Bai Xianxian was the one who cried the most.

Sure enough, when he returned to the Ancient Bronze Hall for an excuse, Bai Xianxian immediately followed him, the standard cat and dog routine, which sticks to the upper body.

"Lao Su, are you not in love with Xianxian anymore, are you uncomfortable with the fight recently, or are you not fragrant or soft?"

Bai Xianxian was greasy in Yunsu's arms, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, this is true, not pretending.

"Do you have ice? It's a big holiday, why are you crying?"

After a few slaps, Yunsu threw a punch, and Bai Xianxian calmed down, but she was still sobbing, not saying anything, and 10,000 fairies were unhappy written on her face.

"Old, old Su, I, I ask you a question, you can hit me, but can you answer me seriously."

Bai Xianxian's sound of being beaten became incoherent, but she still pouted, raised her head, and asked carefully.

"For today's holiday, ask."

"You, did you tell the story of you and Sister Bai just now? Don't lie to me, Lao Su. I belong to a dog, really a dog, with the best nose."

"..."

"Lao Su, if you don't answer, you are acquiescing, right?"

"Bai Xianxian, do you have ice?"

"Yes, it's sick, you don't believe in touching here, right? My heartbeat is wrong, I'm panicking. Lao Su, I'm standing in front of you, but you don't tell me and you stories, but tell you The story with Sister Bai, you bully the dog too much."

"..."

Evil beast!

You are an adult guardian divine beast. Even if she is not your senior sister, you don't want to be a white sister. If you don't know it, you think it's a competition for favor!

Yun Su had no choice but to beat him again and again, finally convinced, Bai Xianxian begged for mercy again and again.

"When the Spring Festival of the 100th year comes, I will tell a story about you."

"Wow! Lao Su, Mu ah... Lao Su, I knew you were the best. Come, come, tell me first, okay? I'll give you a thousand hits."

"Well, a long, long time ago, there was a dog..."

"Mmmmm, yes yes, that's the taste, let's continue."

"..."

Yunsu had a different kind of Qingming Festival. Fortunately, Gao Xiang, for her parents and Wang Muxuan, went up early in the morning. Otherwise, the atmosphere of honoring relatives and friends on Qingming Festival would probably have been wiped out by Bai Xianxian.

After becoming a quasi-sage, Yunsu discovered a very serious problem.

As a quasi-sage, with his Dao realm, even if separated by infinite time and space, separated by countless universes, he can still perceive that his own incense has greatly benefited his parents, which is simply terrifying.

This is something that can't be helped. For other people, if one person gains the Taoism and becomes a quasi-sage, it is too much to be forced to destroy the pure nature.

From the very beginning on the road of cultivation, Yunsu was unwilling to put many worldly views on him as shackles. Instead, he went his own way and did whatever he wanted.

A quasi-sage incense stick, even if it is too far away, is extremely terrifying. Even if the parents die early, it does not affect the involvement of the true spirit level in the slightest, and reincarnation cannot be erased.

However, Wang Muxuan's question was a bit strange.

He actually captured Wang Muxuan's trajectory for the first time!

"This guy is too capable of running away. How many worlds are separated and what earth-shattering things have he done? My incense stick is only enough to save his life!!!"

Yunsu was only vaguely aware that a stick of incense in the morning could save Wang Muxuan several lives. This thing did not experience reincarnation, but it ran very fast. The meta world is far terrifying.

What a goddess Wang Muxuan, who didn't know you thought you were a running man, saved me when you met me, you died, and now you have gone so far away, and you are so unlucky all day long, what the **** are you? Lone Star is unlucky.

Yunsu can only sigh, hoping that the life of the goods will be bigger, this stick of incense should be enough for him to save his life many times, wait until the Spring Festival New Year's Eve, give him another stick, lest he die again, and run away again with a swish. .

With this trajectory, as long as it takes time, Yunsu can deduce enough clues to find Wang Muxuan's whereabouts.

Whether or not he is very happy, everything he wants will come true, but Wang Muxuan is unlucky, and all kinds of deaths, this guy has almost become a big heart disease in Yunsu.

The world is so ruthless, if Wang Muxuan is in the prehistoric or Qianyuan world, Yunsu can let him lie down every day, and then find him a beautiful girl with a thousand children, so that he can enjoy the ultimate glory and wealth, but this guy is a The life of a **** is tragic.

As a quasi-sage, Yunsu also felt that he was more than powerful, but he still had more than enough strength. He found Wang Muxuan, returned to the earth, became a saint as soon as possible, and stepped into the ruins. These things are impossible to do in a short time. of.

"It's no wonder that people in the world often say that long distances require horsepower. If you want to enjoy life for a long time, you still need to keep fit."

Yun Su didn't think about it anymore, because there were so many things happening today that it surpassed everything that had happened in a hundred years.

For the past 100 years, his chaotic divine body has been practicing in seclusion, and other clones have walked around, scavenging waste and picking up treasures. This most important clone is used to enjoy life, refining tools and alchemy, tinkering with various hobbies, and occasionally fishing in the fierce sea. ~lightnovelpub.net~ Many wild beasts were caught by him to make barbecue materials.

When he encounters those who insist on taking the bait, he will take a piece of meat and put it back. Only when he encounters such a vicious one, will he eat meat and drink blood, and use the rest to plant peaches.

The so-called ferocity is extremely vicious. Some are killing all living beings in the wild, but they don’t eat it. Some have nothing to do. They specifically bite and kill intelligent creatures in the fierce sea, not for the sake of feeding their stomachs. These are all signs of illness and need to be caught. Eat it to heal.

"Ao Yue, see the teacher."

This little girl, Ao Yue, has become more and more beautiful and moving, and the phrase "time is like a poem" is vividly reflected in her. Just calling her every day is also a pleasure to Yunsu. It's okay to be a little selfish at times, Yun Su comforted herself like this.

"Hou Yi and Chang'e and their wife brought Yi'er here, go and pick them up."

Yunsu knows that sometimes, not only is time passing by, but some things that are likely to happen will be just around the corner and continue to sprout.

The curtain will be opened again.