Chapter 26: Flames of the Sun

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Against the background of the stone wall offering sacrifices to the sky, Yuan Hao's figure looked particularly majestic.

His eyes moved slowly over the memorial text that was deeply embedded in the stone, as if he could feel the divine power leaping between the lines.

The stone wall itself, after being baptized by the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, is no longer a mortal thing. It reflects not only the light, but also the spiritual mark of the creation of the human race.

Yuan Hao looked at the hair in the stone wall, although it was a little messy, and the wooden hairpin that bound it had become the headdress imitated by human men and women. He did not wear any braided clothes on his upper body, but had a grass skirt tied around his waist.

It is said to be a grass skirt, which is a circle of grass curtains. The craftsmanship of the current human race is still very rough.

Yuan Hao couldn't help but think that one day in the future, more comfortable and fitting clothes could be made for the human race. He imagined that the human race in the future would be able to wear exquisite clothes, no longer just simple weaving of thatch.

At this moment, the breeze blew again, and Yuan Hao felt the grass skirt fluttering, feeling cool.

He looked at the lively crowd and made a secret decision in his heart: This is just the beginning. The future of the human race must transcend another world.

Because you can cultivate immortality here.

Yuan Hao was thinking freely here, but this ancient world was no longer stable.

The tiny human race is just a drop in the bucket in the endless land of the prehistoric world. The real power of the prehistoric world lies in the sky.

The earth is originally a place where the lowest-level creatures reside, except for some ancient ruins, such as the towering sacred tree where the demon clan lives nearby.

Most of the cave heaven paradises in the ancient world are in small worlds, and the creatures in them are much more powerful than the human race.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the human race had resumed their daily lives after the sacrifice.

Yuan Hao has been concentrating on studying the immortal magic and magic he has mastered these past few days.

Due to the unity of the gods, the cultivation techniques between heaven and earth now have rules for inheritance, but where to start, the creatures of all races may not have a clue yet.

Yuan Hao feels that he can take the lead in this area. Yuan Hao is full of confidence in the inheritance of knowledge and education and training.

In addition, according to the feedback from the priests and Wangcai's inspections within a thousand kilometers of the surrounding area in the past few days, there are still many human races living in the surrounding area, and their living conditions are not much better than those of wild beasts.

One can imagine what kind of survival challenges many new human races are experiencing in the wild land.

The human race created by heaven and earth is very powerful, but this is a prehistoric world full of dangers. How many people must die and how many bloody hardships can the human race grow and transform.

Yuan Hao couldn't breathe under the pressure of all these thoughts.

Only by cultivating immortals can we cross the long river of development. Only by constantly breaking the limits of the human race can we find a chance to survive in this primitive world.

Yuan Hao frowned slightly. He stared at Yuan Liu deeply, with a hint of expectation in his tone: "Yuan Liu, has the little stone widened the road from the main city of Huaxia to the sub-city?"

Yuan Liu stood up straight, with a sense of accomplishment in his eyes: "We can already walk twenty people side by side. The surrounding rocks, trees and weeds have all been cleared up. Lao Liu planted willow trees on the roadside, and it looks beautiful now." Yes." A proud smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

Yuan Hao nodded, satisfied with the result, and then continued to ask: "How many people are there in each of the three cities of Red Flame, Gold, and Ziyan now?"

"Each of the three sub-cities has about 4,000 people. In the past few days, the nearby human race has gathered 2,321 people and has been assigned to each sub-city." Yuan Liu's speaking speed became faster, obviously he was trying his best. Memorize these numbers to avoid making mistakes in front of the city lord.

"Very good, you are the fastest-learning human race." Yuan Hao's tone was full of approval. He raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously satisfied with Yuan Liu's performance. Then he went on to ask: "How are you doing with the work I gave you eighteen?"

Yuan Liu's facial expression was slightly complicated, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes: "With the help of Xiaoshi Shiyuan, the hunting and construction work of the Red Flame Department was the best. Liu Shen Liu Yong led Purple Smoke City to plant the And the preparation is also well done. I..."

Yuan Hao caught the trace of hesitation and said with sharp eyes: "What's wrong with you? There is something wrong with the furniture production and pottery firing in Golden City?"

The corner of Yuan Liu's mouth moved slightly, as if he was looking for the right words: "No, it's just that the tribesmen think that we don't need wooden beds, stools, or cabinets, and we don't need to make bowls and bottles."

A wry smile flashed across Yuan Hao's lips. He knew that changing one's mind is the most difficult thing: "Oh, are there still tribesmen who say we don't need to build roads, farm, or build houses?"

Yuan Liu nodded awkwardly, knowing in his heart that this was a long process: "Well, there are other tribesmen who say that we don't need to wear clothes. Clothes are always broken if they are made of grass. What's the use of clothes?" There was a hint in his voice. Feeling a bit helpless and frustrated.

Yuan Hao took a deep breath, his eyes were firm and full of power: "We are doing this not just for the present, but for the future. Take it step by step and teach slowly." His voice was full of unshakable faith. , that is a kind of power that can infect people's hearts.

Yuan Hao's eyes fell on Yuan Liu, looking at her slightly thin but powerful figure. She was wearing a simple straw skirt, and the hem of the skirt swayed gently in the breeze, highlighting her gentleness and determination.

Her long hair was randomly tied into a simple bun, with a hairpin of the same style as Yuan Hao's. A few strands of hair fell gently in front of her forehead, adding to her resolute face. A bit softer.

"Yuan Liu, how are you practicing the Xuanhuang Transformation Sutra?" Yuan Hao asked, with concern for her in his tone.

Yuan Liu lowered his head slightly, caressed the hem of his skirt shyly, and then raised his eyes, with a bit of female delicacy and sensitivity in his eyes: "City Lord, I feel that I have made great progress. I follow your instructions every day Although I can’t say that I have made rapid progress in the cultivation of the techniques taught me, I feel every bit of progress is very precious.”

Her voice was soft and firm, like a spring breeze blowing over a quiet lake, calm but full of power.

Yuan Hao couldn't help but admire in his heart that Yuan Liu was not only successful in cultivation, but she could also communicate freely and her temperament became more and more calm.

"Then to what level can you use Yanyang True Technique?" Yuan Hao continued to ask.

Yuan Liu bit his lower lip lightly, with a trace of imperceptible disappointment in his eyes: "When it was taught to me for the first time, I understood the third level, but it was still a little bit incapable of exerting it. Currently, I can only stabilize the first level. There is a flame..."

Yuan Hao smiled softly and encouraged: "It doesn't matter, cultivating immortality is just one step at a time. Your progress is already very good."

When Yuan Liu heard Yuan Hao's appreciation, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks. She felt a warm power surge in her heart, which was the power of trust and recognition from the city lord.

"Where are the others?" Yuan Hao changed the topic, not wanting her to feel pressured by her own progress.

Yuan Liu put away the fluctuation in his heart and answered seriously: "Others are also working hard to practice. Although they are not making progress as fast as me, I believe they will make breakthroughs soon."

Yuan Hao nodded, looking at her gentle yet determined expression, he knew that Yuan Liu was not only practicing diligently, but also gradually growing into a responsible leader of the human race.