In the chaos, the human ancestors and heaven.

"Um..."

When he opened his eyes, Li Luo's eyes were particularly bright, as dazzling as the stars in the sky. He murmured softly.

After counting, another three thousand years have passed.

Immersed in the ocean of the rules of the avenue, and I can't feel the passage of time at all.

I know the dream for three thousand years!

I have enough spring sleep in the cottage, but the days outside the window are delayed!

Time is a lifelong enemy for all existences in the world.

The water flows eastward and leaves fall, and the passing time quietly and slowly disappears.

Time takes away the young face, but leaves a lonely and old heart.

The passing years pass by, the lonely shadow is bathing in the clear light, leaning against the old things and looking back at the foolishness.

Time is an executioner, erasing the lives of the past, present, and future.

The passing days are like withered leaves and petals, and what gradually fades away is the innocence and romance of youth.

I don’t remember how many storms were swaying, resounding in my ears, leaving only a look of vicissitudes of life.

Time is like a pig's knife, blackening the fungus, purple grapes, and softening the banana.

The years are like sand tightly grasping in your hands, silently losing.

However, if the sand is lost, you can grab another handful;

When the flowers wither, you can wait until the spring of the coming year to bloom again;

Childhood passed, but I could never look back.

The past is like smoke, shaking off the dust all over the ground.

For people, time is ultimately the fallen flowers and flowing waters are ruthless, and time always passes in a hurry.

Time passes by inadvertently. When you open the old notes, the lines are filled with the interweaving of deep feelings.

It seems like I have returned to the ups and downs that I have experienced, and I have gone through the ups and downs. The memories of the past are still the same, but there is less melancholy, more prosperous, and more vicissitudes.

As time passes, a clear spring flows out, and a burst of fragrance flows out;

The moon and the rings of the teeth are left with only a pale face, waiting helplessly.

Time passes by quickly, and walks without a trace, just like the dewdrops on lotus leaves, the moment they slide into the water, so fast and so straightforward.

Countless gorgeous poems describe the majesty of the power of time, which makes people sigh and sigh.

However, for the Daluo Realm, which has transcended the fate of time and space, and the existence above it, time is the most valuable thing.

Sometimes, when they take a nap, tens of millions of years have passed.

Thousands of years have passed, and the world has changed, but the Daluo Realm is still as it used to be, and there is no change.

Time has no meaning to them anymore.

Time will not leave a trace on them.

After realizing the Hunyuan Realm of Taoism, Li Luo felt this more and more.

Everything in the world can't waste the silent expiration of time, only the great way is supreme and eternal.

"Over the years, my understanding of the Dao seems to have stagnated..."

Recalling the gains and losses of entering the meditation this time, Li Luo frowned slightly and said in a leisurely tone.

"Is it a bottleneck that has reached...?"

After pondering for a while, he couldn't find the answer.

"I'm probably old and I always love to recall the past!"

Some past scenes flashed through my mind, and Li Luo shook his head and sighed slightly.

Then, he stopped recalling and turned to look up to the heights.

The seemingly nothingness of the sky looks different in his eyes.

The prosperous human fortune is like a huge pillar of light rising into the sky, with no end to see.

Its prosperity rises and lingers around the entire human ancestor, almost becoming a substance.

Over the years, humanitarianism has developed extremely rapidly, as if there is no limit, and one year is better than one year.

The power of humanity is naturally due to Li Luo, the lord of humanity.

Over the years, he has laid out one big picture after another, making humanity blossom and prosper in all aspects.

The vigorous human fortune is divided into several strands and spreads to the depths of the void, clearly reflecting its source.

The thickest one comes from the human world below, and is contributed by the joint efforts of hundreds of millions of prehistoric tribes.

The second path in nothingness comes from chat groups and various groups, like a big network, closely linking the heavens and all worlds.

A small path comes from the lucky author Chen Hengzhi, who created the "Heavens".

The rest are the inheritance contributions left by Li Luo from the billions of clones scattered among the heavens and the worlds.

Since the number of strong people in the prehistoric world is the largest, almost everyone practices, and everyone is like a dragon, so they also make the greatest contribution.

The chat group has the widest range of radius, with tens of thousands of worlds under its jurisdiction, which causes qualitative changes from quantitative changes and contributes a lot of humanitarian luck.

As for Chen Hengzhi's "Zhitians" and the inheritance left by Li Luo's clone, it belongs to the least part.

"Not enough, far from enough!"

After glanced at the pillar of human fortune, Li Luo shook his head.

The current development of human fortune has certainly surpassed the records in Li Luo's previous myths and reached an unprecedented height.

Even better than the low-key authenticity.

But it is far from enough for Li Luo to use it to compete with the great Pangu who recovered after countless disasters.

Not to mention competing with Pangu, the current humanity is not even as good as the prehistoric heavenly way.

After so many years of development, I still haven't caught up with the prehistoric heavenly path that was born in a number of disasters.

Humane, there is still a long way to go!

At least, in addition to the Lord of Heavenly Dao, Taoist Hongjun, he also has six saints of Heavenly Dao under his command.

Not to mention the existence of the saints, the Queen Mother of the West, the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Emperor Yaochi, etc., which one is not the existence of the quasi-saint.

As for humanity, except for the Lord of Humanity, Li Luo, there is no more powerful person who can show off.

Although there are seven Daluo realm under the command of Rendao, only Zhen Yuanzi and King Jiang Luo have attained Daluo in the prehistoric land world.

Among the chat group forces, there are Qin Yu, Hongmeng, Lin Meng, Fang Han and Ying Zheng who have been recognized as Daluo.

Yes, Hongmeng and Lin Meng came back after traveling through the chaos some time ago.

However, including the seven of them, it is still a bit inconvenient to the saints of Heavenly Way.

However, there are many Taiyi realm, and there are as many as hundreds of people among the prehistoric human race.

However, the threshold from Taiyi to Daluo, which is like a natural barrier, is not so easy to pass.

Over the years, no one has proved Daluo except Li Luo's son King Jiang Luo.

To sum up, the comparison of the strength of humanity and heavenly way: the combat power of the high-level team is seriously insufficient, and the middle and lower-level teams can win.

"Now not only has my strength reached a bottleneck, but even the development of humanitarianism has come to a standstill!"

Li Luo's eyes were lingering, and when he saw the situation in the chat group, he came to a conclusion.

His strength is connected with human qi and fortune, and he prospers and loses together.

The stronger the human fortune, the faster his progress in understanding the great way, and he can quickly increase his strength.

Human fortune has gradually grown, and Li Luo's strength is naturally affected.

As for chat groups, although the members of the group are working hard to manage their respective groups, it is not a matter of overnight development.

It seems that it has reached a limit, and no matter how fast it develops, it cannot achieve the effect of qualitative change.

It is not easy to break this authority and speed up development.

"So, what should I do now?"

Withdrew his gaze, Li Luo lowered his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

The so-called planning of one's own position determines one's head.

It’s like the small action of Tiandao this time, introducing foreign species, trying to break the barriers of humanity and dividing up humanity luck.

Li Luo has already handed over to his son King Jiang Luo. He will not take action unless a saint takes action.

He doesn't care about such a small matter.
To be continued...