Xiaojianxian of the prehistoric and wild

Chapter 55 55. The Status Quo of the Human Race
When Guang Chengzi said these words, Ye Xiao was also secretly moved.

No wonder the human race can become the protagonist of the world in the future.

Not to mention that the human race was created by Nuwa, the first saint in the world after Hongjun, and now the Taiqing saint who is the second of the Sanqing and the eldest disciple of the Yuqing saint are both from the human race. From a certain point of view, The human race is indeed blessed.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiao also casually asked: "I wonder which human tribe Guang Chengzi comes from? It should be near Kunlun Mountain now, why don't you take me to see it?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Xiao said this, Guang Chengzi's expression suddenly became a little gloomy.

Seeing this, Ye Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized something.

Sure enough, after being silent for a while, Guang Chengzi slowly opened his mouth and said: "The tribe that Pindao was born in has already become history. Pindao was lucky. He was out of the tribe when he went out to seek immortality, and he was fortunate to be favored by the master." , income under the sect. But that poor tribe"

Speaking of this, Guang Chengzi paused for a while, and then slowly said: "When the poor Taoist returned there, and was about to send back the good news that the poor Taoist had worshiped under the saint's sect, he found that there was already a piece of scorched earth."

"The human race is strong, but it is also fragile. In the current flood, there are too many existences that can easily destroy a human tribe."

Seeing Guang Chengzi with a sad face, Ye Xiao felt a little depressed.

"I'm sorry, Brother Guang Chengzi, I don't know"

Waving his hand, Guang Chengzi said calmly: "You don't need to worry about it, Junior Brother. It's all a thing of the past. The evil animals of the tribe where the poor were slaughtered have already been beheaded by the poor, and the poor has already let go of this matter."

"The law of the jungle is prey to the strong, that's how it is in Honghuang, and no one can blame it. If you want to blame, you can only blame the current human race for not being strong enough."

"If the human race can be as powerful as the Lich race, how can such a thing happen?"

Guang Chengzi walked forward while talking.

However, from his heavy footsteps, Ye Xiao could clearly feel that Guang Chengzi was far less open-minded than he said.

But he is the master of elucidation and teaching.

No matter how fragile his heart is, he can only bear it alone.

The two crossed the weak water, and the human tribe on the other side of the weak water was even closer.

This tribe is not small, but it's not too big either. The whole tribe has only tens of thousands of people.

There is a strangely shaped bow drawn on the banner above the tribe, which should be the totem of the tribe, as if declaring that this is a tribe that is good at shooting.

Seeing the curious look in Ye Xiao's eyes, Guang Chengzi took the initiative to introduce: "This tribe is called Youqiong, and it is a very common one among countless human tribes around Kunlun Mountain."

"Although there are not many people in this tribe, most of the warriors in the tribe are good at shooting, so their combat effectiveness is not bad. Usually hunting can basically meet the needs of the tribe, which is not even comparable to many larger tribes. "

"However, this tribe is quite lucky to be able to survive here for so long without dying out."

It seems that because of being melancholy caused by the previous topic, Guang Chengzi seems to be a little nagging at the moment.

It's just that the content of his words made people feel a little sad.

Lucky.

Guangchengzi used this word.

Although it is cruel to say this, it is the reality now.

Under normal circumstances, how long a human tribe can survive on the prehistoric land has nothing to do with size or strength, it just depends on whether the tribe is lucky or not.

Lucky tribes, even small ones, can survive in the wild for a long time.

An unfortunate tribe, no matter how large it may be, is bound to die.

Because of the current famine, most disasters cannot be resisted by manpower.

Although there are some monks like Xuandu and Guangchengzi in the human race, they are only a minority.

Not to mention how many of these people are willing to go back to feed the human race, even if everyone is willing, the human race they can take care of is a drop in the bucket compared to the entire human race.

It may be cruel, but this is the status quo of the human race.

"Brother Guangchengzi, let's go to Shouyang Mountain quickly."

Withdrawing his gaze from the human tribe below, Ye Xiao said.

Because of Guang Chengzi's words, he is now in a slightly depressed mood, and he no longer has the mood to continue playing all the way.

Although he has nothing to do with the human race in this life, he was human in his previous life after all.

Hearing what Ye Xiao said, Guang Chengzi also nodded: "Let's go."

After saying that, the two left together on a cloud.

However, because of his low mood, Ye Xiao didn't notice that when he stopped over the tribe, the twelfth-grade black lotus in his body flashed a faint light, and then a silver-white aura It quietly floated out of the black lotus and landed in the tribe below.

No one knows when this silver-white aura entered the black lotus.

No one knows why it floated out at this time.

At least Ye Xiao didn't know about it.

It was also on this day that the patriarch of the poor tribe gave birth to a daughter.

On the day the baby was born, under the blue sky and white sun, there was a moonlight falling from the sky for no reason, covering the baby inside.

This made the poor tribal people who had never seen such a scene regard it as auspicious, and even the newborn baby was regarded as a jewel by the whole tribe.

Of course, since Guang Chengzi and Ye Xiao had already left, they naturally couldn't see these things.

Because they were not in a good mood, both Guang Chengzi and Ye Xiao remained silent.

The two buried their heads in the road, and it didn't take long before they saw Shouyang Mountain.

Until then, Guang Chengzi's mood finally recovered.

Turning his head to look at Ye Xiao next to him, Guang Chengzi felt a little guilty: "Junior brother Xiaoyao, because he remembered some past events, Pindao has been a little depressed these days, which has affected his younger brother, and I hope his forgiveness."

After waving his hand, Ye Xiao smiled and said, "Senior Guang Chengzi, what are you talking about? Senior brother is a man of temperament, and he also showed his true feelings before, how can I blame him?"

He was originally the kind of heartless person, and sadness came and went quickly.

The reason why he didn't speak much along the way was because he didn't want to disturb Guang Chengzi.

Now that Guang Chengzi has recovered, he naturally doesn't need to pretend to be deep anymore.

Seeing this, Guang Chengzi also showed a smile for the first time after several days of depression: "The younger brother is open-minded, and the poverty is not as good as it is."

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Ye Xiao waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm just heartless. The word open-minded is too flattering to me."

"Junior brother is humble." Guang Chengzi laughed, and didn't say any more.

(End of this chapter)