In fact, Lu Ming also didn't know how the Heavenly Human Race appeared.
The power they controlled was completely different from that of other races, and they had their own system.
Another thing was that Lu Ming did not know how the human race in the primordial universe first appeared. In the past, he thought that the human race, the dragon race, the demon race, and so on had evolved from the bloodline of primitive gods.
But now it seemed that it wasn't the case at all. The evolution of the Human Race was not simple.
The two chatted as they walked. After a few hours, a village appeared in front of them.
The village wasn't big, and it was surrounded by a fence made of a strange wood.
There were some strange flowers and plants around the fence.
These flowers and the wooden fence emitted a strange fragrance.
"Brother Tianyun, there are all sorts of insects around this area. The wooden fence and the smell of the flowers and plants around it can deter the insects from approaching."
Hai Zong explained.
Tianyun was the alias Lu Ming used.
After all, this area was developed by the Heavenly Human Tribe. There might be members of the Heavenly Human Tribe on this continent. Lu Ming decided not to use his real name. It was better to use an alias to avoid attracting the attention of the Heavenly Human Tribe.
After all, he was now in the body of the black mist and his strength was very weak. If he attracted the attention of the Heavenly Human Race, it would be troublesome.
He had used this alias in the Spirit Space, so when Hai Zong asked, he casually used this alias.
No one in the Primitive Universe knew this alias.
"Brother Tianyun, don't you have insects in your world?"
Hai Zong asked curiously.
Previously, Lu Ming had been beating around the bush. Hai Zong had always thought that Lu Ming was the same as him, a person from this world.
It was just that he came from a distant place.
In fact, with Hai Zong's cultivation, he couldn't even fly. He didn't have the concept of other worlds in his mind at all.
He only knew that this world was everything.
Of course, he didn't know that Lu Ming wasn't from their world at all.
The two walked into the village. When the surrounding villagers saw Hai Zong, they all nodded and greeted him.
After a while, the two came to a small courtyard.
The courtyard wasn't large and was made of wood. It was very simple and crude, but it was 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.
That was because his spiritual sense had already swept over the monastery. Other than them, there was no one else present. Furthermore, there were some basic daily necessities that could only be used for one person.
"Yeah, I used to live with my grandfather, but he passed away a few years ago, and I'm the only one left!"
As he spoke, Hai Zong's eyes reddened.
"My apologies!"
Lu Ming said.
"It's fine. I was just being a little sentimental. Big Brother Tianyun, your injuries haven't healed yet. You should hurry up and treat your injuries."
Hai Zong said.
"Yes!"
Lu Ming nodded. Indeed, he had to make the best use of his time to refine the black fog. The black fog was constantly corroding his body and aggravating his injuries.
He walked into the room, closed the door, and let Qiuqiu guard him. Lu Ming sat cross-legged and circulated his forbidden power. Tens of thousands of cells in his body lit up and constructed a 'door'. A powerful suction force was generated and enveloped his entire body.
Immediately, the black mist in all his cells began to become restless and frantically struggled.
However, it didn't struggle for long before a trace of the black mist was absorbed by the 'door' and merged with the mist above the yellow mud road.
Just like that, three days passed in a flash.
In three days, the black mist had decreased by about three percent. In addition to the one percent that he had absorbed before, Lu Ming had absorbed a total of four percent.
Lu Ming's situation was a little better than before. His complexion was a little stronger, and his muscles had bulged a little. His entire body looked a little plumper and not as terrifying as before.
"There are no bugs here to disturb me. In another three months, I'll be able to recover!"
Lu Ming pondered.
This feeling of not being in the right state and his cultivation being weak was really uncomfortable. Lu Ming desperately wanted to recover as soon as possible.
Dong dong dong …
At that instant, a series of crisp chimes were heard.
The next moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Brother Tianyun, it's time for prayer."
Hai Zong's voice came from outside.
"Prayer?"
Lu Ming frowned, not understanding what was going on.
Lu Ming withdrew his forbidden power, opened the door, and walked out.
"Hai Zong, what is prayer?"
Lu Ming thought for a moment and decided to ask.
Hai Zong didn't know that there were other worlds, so he shouldn't suspect him.
"Brother Tianyun, don't you need to pray to the gods in your hometown?"
Hai Zong was surprised.
"My hometown is very remote, so there's no need to pray. I don't know what prayer is about. Can you tell me?"
Lu Ming said.
"It seems that the world is too big, and there are places that the light of the gods can't cover. Prayer is to pray to the gods, to pray for their blessings and lead us to prosperity and glory."
Hai Zong said.
"Gods?"
Lu Ming was a little confused.
In the Primitive Universe, Immortal Realm existences were considered gods in the Minor Chiliocosm. They were powerful and omnipotent.
But he knew that Immortal Realm cultivators were just slightly stronger cultivators.
What were the gods on this continent?
"There are no gods in my hometown. Hai Zong, have you seen any gods?"
Lu Ming asked.
"No, I haven't seen any gods, but the elders said that the gods can only guide us to resist the attacks of the bugs, guide us to cultivation, and lead us to glory …"
Hai Zong said.
"Could it be that your … no, our cultivation methods were all imparted to us by gods?"
Lu Ming continued to ask.
"Well, not all of them. Brother Tianyun, don't you know that the cultivation methods of the Yan Clan were all comprehended by the ancestors of the Yan Clan from the Mountain of Ancestors, but the gods passed down a part of it later," Hai Zong said.
Hai Zong asked. He had some doubts about Lu Ming's question.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have any concept of other worlds, he would have suspected that Lu Ming wasn't from this world. Why didn't he know some common knowledge?
"I really don't know. My cultivation methods were all passed down to me by my father. I've never asked about other things, so I know very little."
Lu Ming casually found an excuse.
"Oh, I see!"
Hai Zong nodded.
The two chatted as they walked and soon arrived at a relatively large courtyard.
At this moment, there were already thousands of people gathered in the courtyard.
They were all from this village, men and women of all ages.
In front of the courtyard, there was a stone statue of a middle-aged man who was ten meters tall.
"This is … the Heavenly Human Race!"
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold.
He was too familiar with the Heavenly Human Race. Regardless of gender, the Heavenly Human Race had exquisite facial features and were easy to recognize.
Moreover, there was a strange aura coming from the statue, which was clearly the aura of the heavens.
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