Not to mention Li Qingming, let us return to the coast of the East China Sea and take a look at the human race.
After more than a thousand years of development, the human race today has long been divided into several tribes, each led by the most outstanding members of the human race in the past thousand years.
As the saint of the human race, the eighth ancestor of the human race naturally lives in seclusion in the background and silently protects the human race.
For more than a thousand years, the human race has been used to seeing ferocious monsters and beasts, as well as birth, old age, illness and death. However, some young people are quite envious when they see those ancient cultivators who span the sky and move mountains and seas.
When the human race had tribes, their respective positions changed, and their attitudes towards each other naturally also changed subtly. If it weren't for the eight human ancestors suppressing them, they would have fought with each other countless times.
Human beings are a strange ethnic group. The first, second, and third generations of tribesmen were simple and straightforward. Then the tribe expanded, and people also had desires. This is understandable. Only the human race with desires can survive and develop.
Suiren and the other eight people saw that the ethnic group that was originally united and helped each other began to have internal differences and even splits, and they felt angry and helpless.
The eight people followed Li Qingming's teachings and did not interfere with the development of the human race. They understood that this was what Li Qingming said was the inevitable contradiction that would arise after the development of the human race.
However, the eight people still felt very uncomfortable. Distraught, the eight people simply went into seclusion and sent a human ancestor every hundred years to take charge of the human race.
On the coast of the East China Sea, close to the cave where Li Qingming rested, there is a rather simple and majestic wooden house. This is the room where the tribal leaders of the six human tribes hold meetings.
"Yuan Qing, our human race has been living on the coast of the East China Sea for generations. Now that all the ancestors have gone into seclusion, what is your intention of moving all the people in the tribe to the inland of the wilderness?" A man wearing a tiger skin robe
A majestic and majestic man wearing a long skirt. He gently knocked on the wooden table in front of him and said to the other man in front of him.
"Ran Ji, don't use Master Renzu to oppress me! Now that our human race is expanding rapidly, if we still stand on our own laurels, in a hundred years, our human race will have no place to live in and no food to eat! How can such a large ethnic group be destroyed alive?
Squeezed to death or starved to death?" Yuan Qing roared roughly, and slapped the wooden table hard with his calloused palms.
"Yes, Brother Ranji! Now our tribe has more than 30 million people, and daily food has become very scarce. Even the residence has more than ten people gathered together, and the tribesmen are already overwhelmed.
It's a heavy burden!" A young man with a thin stature but good-looking features echoed Yuan Qing with a sad face.
"Yan Wen, why do you say that? Let me say it again, I am firmly opposed to our human race leaving the East China Sea at this time. Although we have been migrating continuously for more than a thousand years, we have never dared to cross the vast mountains and forests and set foot in the East China Sea.
Inland!" Ran Ji glanced at the other five people and continued:
"Have you forgotten what Master Youchao said before he went into seclusion? What's the situation outside now? The relationship between the two tribes of lich and demons is tense, and they fight endlessly every day. Even those powerful and profound people are staying behind closed doors, but you are still here?
Thinking about going out? What are you doing out there, are you going to die?"
"In addition to these two tribes, there are countless ferocious beasts in the ancient wilderness outside. The demon tribe and witch tribe all have their own magical powers, so they can survive in the ancient wilderness with ease! And what do we humans have? There are demon tribes
With such profound magic power, do you still have a body as powerful as the Wu clan? Huh?" Ran Ji became more and more angry as he spoke, and when he said the last word, he suddenly raised his voice.
Ran Ji is naturally not a pedantic person who can achieve the position of leader. Although he knew that this day would come, he did not expect that this day would come so quickly.
"But if we don't move inland on a large scale, how can we protect the tribe from hunger and the danger of severe cold?" The only woman among the six tribal leaders suddenly said hesitantly: "We might as well do it. Well, the human race after the fourth generation have never been to the inland, they all want to see what the real prehistoric land is like."
Ran Ji glanced at the woman with sharp eyes, sighed suddenly, and said: "Tianhong, there will always be a way!"
Everyone in the wooden house fell into silence for a moment. Everyone here frowned and thought about the way forward.
"Squeak!"
At this time, the wooden door was suddenly pushed open. A young man in his mid-twenties with a cold expression and a face like a crown jewel strode in.
Ran Ji raised his head and glanced at the young man, saying, "Why did you come in, Zen Xu? Get out quickly!"
The young man named Zen Xu glanced around the crowd and said: "Abba, I think you are wrong. Only by going out can the tribe develop. Staying on one's own laurels will not make the tribe make the slightest progress!"
Ran Ji was furious, and with a flicker of his figure, he slapped Chan Xu in the face, and said angrily: "Asshole! When will you be the one to decide the clan? Get out of here!"
Zen Xu covered his face with a gloomy expression and whispered: "One day you will understand, you will definitely understand!"
This was just a small episode, but as the leader of the conservative faction of the tribe, he had such a rebellious son. This made Ran Ji a subject of ridicule for the migration faction.
Half a month later.
"Lord Ran Ji, it's not good... Sir Ran Ji, it's not good!" A strong young man knocked on Ran Ji's door frantically.
Ran Ji, with bloodshot eyes, opened the door and said, "Why are you so panicked?"
The young man looked at Ran Ji with sweating profusely and said, "Master Ran Ji, brother Chan Xu, brother Chan Xu has been missing for more than ten days!"
"Huh? What!" Ran Ji, who was originally haggard, suddenly opened his eyes wide, stretched out his hands, shook the young man's shoulders, and said: "When did it happen? Haven't you guys gone to find him?"
The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, endured the severe pain from his shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "I looked for him, but I never saw him!"
Ran Ji sat down on the ground dejectedly, looking at his hands, with crystal tears flashing from the corners of his eyes, silent!
Where did Zen Xu go?
It turned out that Chanxu, as the son of a tribal leader, had met several human ancestors several times when he was a child. Zhenyi even took the young man to fly in the sky, which filled his heart with a deep love for those who practice Taoism. Infinite yearning.
That day Chanxu left the wooden house and was alone in silence for a long time. The next day he left the tribe without anything and headed towards the wild inland.
Due to practicing the Wu Clan combat skills left by Li Qingming since he was a child, the talented Zen Xu has a strong body. Perhaps because the human race is naturally in tune with Taoism, Zen Xu, who is under the age of twenty-five, has acquired this ability without any training. The cultivation level of refining the gods and returning to the void.
After leaving the tribe, Chanxu worshiped whenever he encountered a mountain, and he worshiped for three days and three nights. During this period, he must perform three bows and nine kowtows. It was not that there were no spiritual beings who were attracted by Zenxu's cave along the way, but when he thought about it, he was a woman. The human race created by Empress Wa had never heard of anyone accepting a human race as a disciple, so they all gave up the idea of teaching him to practice Taoism.
It is strange to say that in the following ten years, when Zen Xu was kneeling on the mountain to visit immortals, there was no danger at all approaching him. From this, it can be seen that this son's luck was extraordinary.
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
After Li Qingming built the island protection formation that day, he returned to Wanzhu Island and took his two disciples, his younger brother, and his mother to Penglai Island. They lived a leisurely life of fishing and planting grass.
On this day, Li Qingming suddenly remembered several spiritual treasures he had obtained from the Medieval World. He had originally planned to give them to Sanqing, but due to the complicated affairs after returning from the Medieval World, he completely forgot about it.
I've been having some free time recently, and I haven't been to Kunlun Mountain in hundreds of years. I just took the opportunity of this visit to send the Three Treasures away.
As soon as he thought of this, Li Qingming told his mother about his life, and asked his two disciples to practice hard, and then went all the way to the west. On the way, he passed by the place where the human race lived, and he specially scanned it with his soul.
Although the development of the human race has reached a considerable scale, in Li Qingming's eyes, it is so unworthy of mention. At this moment, Li Qingming is not only pleased that the human race can reach its current scale, but also entangled with the issue of ethnic differences.
Thinking about it for a long time gave me a headache, so I had no choice but to put it down and continue walking towards Kunlun Mountain.