The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

The primordial world is magnificent, while Luo Zu is insignificant. When he stands on the highest peak of the cave where the settlement is located and looks into the distance, he cannot see Buzhou Mountain.

Because of the boundless vastness of the primordial land, there are countless mountains and plateaus. Although Mount Buzhou is the highest, the mountains that can block Luo Zu's view are also very high, enough to block Luo Zu's vision.

At first, he thought the high mountain in front of him was Buzhou, but his companions in the settlement told him that it was not, and he didn't know what the mountain was called.

The elderly people in the settlement had seen Mount Buzhou, because they had migrated from there.

In their description, Mount Buzhou connects to the heavens, which are of unknown height, and is the backbone of the great god Pangu.

As for the title of Pangu, it was told to the first generation of human ancestors by the goddess Nuwa, and then passed down to the second generation, and then to the third generation, Luozu.

This tradition will continue to be passed down from generation to generation.

As for how he returned to his hometown, Buzhou Mountain, the village elders could not answer, because he had traveled for too long and too far and had forgotten. He only remembered that he had followed the direction of the setting sun.

They traveled for nearly three hundred years, traversing great rivers, high mountains and plains, swamps and deserts, snowfields and volcanoes, and finally arrived at this land suitable for human habitation.

During that time, his brothers and friends died. Of the three thousand people who set out, only one hundred and twenty-one remained when they arrived. Among them were newly born humans, some of whom died on the way, while others have survived to this day.

The lich and demon races can bully them, mindless ferocious beasts will prey on them, and natural disasters will mercilessly take their lives.

The elder also told Luo Zu about an incident where gods fought and mortals suffered. He didn't know which gods were involved, and he didn't even see a shadow of them. Their migrating caravan was swallowed up by half of the suddenly shattered land.

He was lucky and escaped. At that time, all they could do was run for their lives, and it was all about who was lucky. There was no way to take care of their other companions.

This battle of wits remains vivid in his memory, and he still cannot let it go.

He also often taught the younger generation to stay away from things that float in mid-air.

After all, sometimes gods use magical artifacts when they fight, and not all gods look like humans. They might resemble witches or demons, mountains and rivers, or the wind, frost, snow, and moon. There are many different kinds, and some are even very abstract...

"What is this?" Luo Zu looked at the drawing made with a tree branch on the ground, a question mark appearing above his head.

Simple lines outline an octopus head, a dragon's body, and a leopard's tail, with about a dozen spherical objects floating around it.

"A deity," the elder replied.

He called all the "animals" that humans could not defeat gods.

Luo Zu could understand this, after all, the human race had only developed to the fourth generation, and everything was in a period of ignorance. They did not have their own writing system, nor did they have the habit of recording, only the habit of remembering.

In the settlement today, only Luo Zu still tries to keep a record.

He made records on the walls of the cave and on the furs he obtained from hunting.

But he can't write simplified Chinese characters now, because it's meaningless to write them. He can't even tell that the characters he writes look like scribbles, and the same character looks different every time he writes it.

The final conclusion is that Heaven does not allow the current human race to have its own writing system.

Luo Zu only learned the real reason later.

The powerful liches joined forces to ensure that all living beings on the primordial land could only understand the language of the liches and liches.

Let's return to Luo Zu's exploration of his inner world of supernatural powers.

He never stopped, conducting experiments every day.

It even named its inner world Biosphere 9527.

The inner world is still in a phase of frequent replacement of creatures. Luo Zu puts the creatures he can capture into it in turn, letting them live and reproduce inside. After the experiments are done, he throws them out of the inner world or directly "destroys the world".

However, Luo Zu still couldn't find a way to use the inner world; the best way to use it was as a tool for transporting the corpses of prey.

"We still have to rely on the wisdom of our ancestors."

The wisdom of the ancestors that Luo Zu referred to was not the wisdom of the human race ancestors who came to the prehistoric world, but the wisdom of the human race in the previous life.

Of course, as a socially inactive person, he spends his time reading novels and watching short videos in his spare time after a boring and repetitive workday, and the wisdom he can understand is limited to the vague memories of these two places.

At that time, he also encountered a bottleneck in his breathing technique, and wondered if he could use this inner world to test his breathing technique and try to break through this bottleneck.

Luo Zu had already used breathing techniques to fill every part of his body with spiritual energy, nourishing his flesh and bones to grow stronger. However, a year ago, he discovered that he could no longer infuse spiritual energy into his flesh and bones; they were all rejecting the infusion of spiritual energy.

Luo Zu understood that he had reached the limit of his physical body.

This was the tenth year since the creation of the Luo Zu Breathing Method.

Then Luo Zu consulted his other companions, some of whom were also facing this problem, while others had not yet encountered it.

Therefore, Luo Zu understood that the human body has its limits, even for the first generation of humans.

Luo Zu began to try to open up the so-called dantian, but he couldn't find it. Instead, he injected the spiritual energy he had absorbed into his inner world, but his inner world did not change as a result.

After all, Luo Zu's breathing technique was originally used by his own supernatural powers, so every time Luo Zu used the breathing technique, the spiritual energy would pass through his inner world.

But over the years, the inner world has not changed much.

It's just that the space is larger, but it was going to grow gradually anyway, and the injection of spiritual energy didn't speed up the process.

Although no change was visible, Luo Zu channeled the spiritual energy he absorbed through breathing into his inner world when his physical body could no longer absorb spiritual energy.

As for the "wisdom of our ancestors," it was nothing more than a little comfort that Luo Zu gave himself on this vast and desolate land.

However, as time went by, these memories gradually faded, so Luo Zu would often recall them to prevent himself from forgetting his past life in the long years to come.

Time passed slowly, and ten years went by in the blink of an eye.

The primordial land remained unchanged, except that the highest peak that Luo Zu once gazed upon had collapsed.

It was smashed by a giant with eight arms and a red serpent wrapped around its body.

The elders in the village said that he was a shaman.

Those who fight against the witch are naturally the demon race.

It was a magnificent tiger with six wings, and it was as tall as a mountain.

After watching their battle, Lozu had a strange dream that night.