The human race slept in a house for the first time, even though it only had a simple stone bed. People slept particularly soundly that night, but Yuan Hao found it difficult to fall asleep. There was a person standing in his dormitory, who had been in a stalemate for a long time but did not speak.
"Yuanliu, men and women are not allowed to be intimate, you should go back and rest quickly. Or you can tell me to hold on to me and not let go. What do you want to do? Go to sleep. Go back to sleep!"
Yuan Liu just grabbed Yuan Hao's wrist, his eyes seemed to be pleading, but he didn't speak.
"Did Nuwa have an extra thought when she pinched you? If you have something to ask, why don't you tell me, is there something wrong with your cultivation? I've just started practicing and I'm not familiar with it. Why don't you ask Lao Liu?"
Yuanliu shook his head. This is an expression that all humans and Xiao Shitou have learned today.
"Then don't think about other embarrassing things? You look like adults, but in my eyes you are still children! And your straw skirt is too short. It's so late at night..."
"People, clansmen!" Yuan Liu was anxious and finally spoke out.
"What happened to the clan members...you mean the people who were captured by monsters?" Yuan Hao's expression revealed understanding, his eyes gentle.
Yuan Liu nodded cautiously, as if he was afraid that his request would hurt Yuan Hao.
"Then you told me earlier, why did you stand here for half an hour and didn't say anything?"
"Monsters are in danger, the clan leader is in danger."
"You asked me to save people, but you were afraid that I would be in danger, right?" Yuan Hao's voice gradually became lower and his brows furrowed.
"I want to save him, but I don't even know where the monster lives, how dangerous it is, or how confident I am."
"The monsters outside know that, bring small stones and red flames, gold, and purple smoke to the tribesmen who have weapons."
"This..." Yuan Hao was shocked by Yuan Liu's growth speed, how clearly she could judge things. And she obviously hesitated, but in the end she still wanted to save her people. It's not that Yuan Hao didn't think about it, nor that he didn't expect it, but he was really worried. Here were tens of thousands of people waiting for food, and there was a person who was in danger and might have been killed by the monster.
Seeing Yuan Hao's hesitation, Yuan Liu actually cried, "The patriarch, people, us, and Shitou all listen to you." As the old tree slowly spoke, Yuan Hao understood the division of a realm.
Yuanliu stood there, wearing a dress woven from rough grass. The wide leaves could not block the beauty of the innate human race, but there was a kind of unadorned simple beauty in her body. Her eyes were as clear as the dawning morning stars. Even if they were wet with tears, they could not hide the determination and longing in them. She gently held Yuan Hao's hand, and the contact conveyed not only body temperature, but also her deep concern for the safety of her clan members.
"Yuan Liu, you..." Yuan Hao's voice was slightly choked. He did not expect that this woman who was fabricated by Nuwa herself would have such a deep sense of ethnic identity and responsibility.
Yuan Liu gently wiped away the tears on her face. The hem of her skirt swayed slightly with her breathing, but her resolute posture was not concealed. "Clan leader, we can't abandon our clan members." Although her voice was soft, she nodded cautiously and nervously, as if she was constantly affirming herself.
Yuan Hao took a deep breath and looked at Yuan Liu's short skirt, with half of his calf exposed at such a late night. He couldn't help but chuckle and changed the atmosphere, "Okay, Yuan Liu. Your suggestion is very good." Okay, we'll go tomorrow. But you go back and rest first, we still have a long way to go tomorrow."
Yuan Liu finally showed a smile. Her smile bloomed in the night, just like the first morning light, warm and fresh. She nodded, let go of Yuan Hao's hand, turned and walked out of the room.
Yuan Hao stood there quietly, watching the disappearing figure outside the door, the hesitation in his heart had been replaced by determination. He knew that no matter how dangerous this ancient world was, he must take up the responsibility of the clan leader and protect every clan member.
Yuan Hao walked out of the door, with a touch of worry on his face that was gently brushed by the starlight. In the square, the little stone is like a child, lying in the cool night breeze, the willow branch in his hand swaying gently, as if accompanying the stars in the sky. His eyes reflected the starlight, peaceful and profound.
Yuan Hao looked at this scene, a deep desire emerged in his heart, and said to himself thoughtfully: "If time can slow down a little, let me have enough time to cultivate my human race, so that every human race can How great would it be if we could all fly to the sky, escape from the earth, and become immortals through cultivation!"
The night was like water, and the entire tribe was immersed in tranquility, but Yuan Hao's heart was in ups and downs. He knew that as the leader of the clan, he could not just be a conservative caretaker. He must become the pathfinder who leads his people to a broader world. His inherent thinking makes him want the human race to experience the continuation of his civilization in another world. It seems that he has to find a new path in the prehistoric times.
Under the starlight, his figure looked more determined. He must use a broader vision to find a way out for the human race. Even if he takes risks, he must find their place for the human race in this vast and wild world.
Immediately, Yuan Hao began to immerse himself in the golden river of merit and virtue in the sea of consciousness, and Yuan Hao's heart became even clearer. Bubbles of magic and magic were jumping up and down in his sea of consciousness. He knew that he could not sit still and wait for death, let alone be satisfied with the comfort in front of him.
"Tomorrow, I will open a door for the human race and let them know that even in this endless wilderness, we can still find our own light." A firm light flashed in Yuan Hao's eyes. He knew that in the future, There is still a long way to go, but he is ready to lead humanity on the road to light.
"I want a technique that targets monsters!" Yuan Hao expressed his deep obsession with the long stream of merit. At this time, he didn't care whether the long stream of merit would be exhausted due to excessive demands, and there was no way to determine the long stream of merit. Will it regenerate?
Even Yuan Hao didn't dare to try to actively obtain the immortal magic given by the mysterious existence, because Yuan Hao had always believed in his heart that there is no free lunch in the world. Unknown benefits must also lurk unknown risks.
But now, for Yuanliu not to be disappointed anymore, for the desire in his heart to never abandon or give up, for that little bit of seemingly sad justice.
Fight!
Yuan Hao's eyes were firm and urgent. In the sea of consciousness, he shouted more firmly to the meandering river of merit: "I need a method to defeat the demon clan to protect my people."
He realized that neither the gift from the long river of merit nor his own cultivation was obtained for no reason. Every drop of fairy dew and every magic bubble carries his commitment and responsibility for the future of the human race. At this moment, he couldn't back down or hold anything back.
The obsession in my heart turned into invisible fluctuations, causing ripples in the long river of merit. The flickering light spots in the river began to gather together, condensing into a clear message - "The Art of Controlling Demons", which is specially designed to restrain, control and tame monsters. In an instant, the power of merit was poured into him, and the Demon Control Art was deeply rooted in his soul.
Until this moment, Yuan Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe the whole clan wouldn't have to risk their lives to save the clan members tomorrow. Maybe there were other ways, just to see how effective the Demon Control Art was. Yuan Hao made up his mind that he could not continue sleeping, but walked towards the little demon trapped under the willow tree.
