The world, a place that is incomparably far away from Zhou Tian Academy, Mangzhou, and the White Grassland.

The ancient white grass blades are like fine white jade carvings, stretching endlessly, full of life, and constantly spreading out a pure world like a beautiful dream.

This grassland is fertile soil, grazing herds of cattle and sheep, feeding an unknown number of people.

Nomadic tribes have migrated and wandered the steppes for generations, fending off fierce beasts from the forests and monsters from the Black Sea.

Their lives are not always smooth sailing, and in fact they often seem quite difficult. Because whenever a large-scale beast of prey comes, they always pay the price, whether it is livestock or people.

However, over the years, they have lived very optimistically and behaved very tenaciously.

They are rustic and sunny, unpretentious and pure.

They are the inheritors of the oldest, authentic, and pure wild civilization in the world.

"Clan Elder, I think it's time for us to make some changes!"

In the White Horse Tribe, the voice of a middle-aged man full of energy sounded, and his eyes looked at the three vicissitudes of life in front of him, dressed in sackcloth and sitting on a woolen blanket.

They were very old, and time had carved deep marks on their faces, one by one, into furrow-like folds, and on top of them bronzed patches.

Bai Xing, the patriarch of the White Horse Tribe, couldn't remember exactly when it started, and the clan elder in his eyes was such a shapely appearance.

He remembered that when he was a teenager, the three old men were in such a state of emaciation, and it seemed that over the years, they had not changed much.

It's just that if you look into their eyes, you can see the cloudiness in them, as if it were twilight at sunset. It was not the same as before, when their eyes were shining and clear.

Oh, and their beards are whiter. Bai Xing looked at the three old men and thought secretly in his heart.

In his memory, there were once nine clan elders, but in the past three hundred years, some of them have died of old age, and some have died in battle.

The patron saints of the entire White Horse tribe are now only the three in front of them.

And they obviously can't protect the White Horse tribe forever.

It's a horrible thing.

For they will eventually leave the tribe, and the descendants of the tribe will not yet have anyone qualified to take their place and become as powerful as them.

If the tribes no longer have them, then who will guard their people, their pastures, and their flocks?

Do you rely on the younger generation led by Bai Xing?

Although admitting the truth would make Bai Xing feel a little ashamed and embarrassed, this is the truth. The fact is that none of their juniors can compare to the elders of the clan, and they are much worse.

They are the only three demigods left in the tribe.

This is the strongest power of the tribe.

Immediately afterwards, there was the backbone led by Bai Xing, and the strongest Bai Xing was just a totem master......

Everyone is confused, I don't know why, they are weaker than the next, the next generation is not as good as the next, and in the last thousand years, it has simply made everyone feel panicked.

They knew that the wild breath of the whole heaven and earth was declining day by day.

However, they didn't realize that the real reason behind it was that the entire wild civilization was in decline, and under the erosion of various alien civilizations, it was heading towards the final withering.

"There are fewer and fewer children in the tribe who can become beast masters, even as our population increases......"

Bai Xing's voice was hoarse, and he sighed in a low voice: "Developing the population, this is not a way. When you were young, although it was not as good as earlier, there were at least one or two beast masters out of a few hundred people. And now, out of a thousand children, it's remarkable to be able to produce one. Our population is already too large, the tribes are getting more and more bloated, and our overall strength is getting weaker and weaker, and if we continue like this, this grassland will not be able to support us at all!"

In the white grassland, there are dozens of tribes, although the grassland is large, but unfortunately the carrying capacity is limited after all.

The dilemma is the same.

Now everyone's population is expanding, but the overall strength is falling, if this continues, the grassland will not be able to support them, and in a few hundred years, I am afraid that everyone will not even have the ability to protect themselves.

If the beasts of the mountains and the sea are coming......

Oh my God, don't think about it!

Bai Xing said this, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he looked at the three clan elders and said, "I don't think that is a way out! Think about it, if everyone in our tribe can become a beast master, what will our life be? We will be able to regain the appearance of our ancient ancestors! We can even go to the wider world without being confined to this small grassland......

When a clan elder heard this, he said in a deep voice: "Young Bai Xing, do you know how dangerous the outside world is? Bai Xing, what you think is too simple!"

Another clan elder also said: "What's more, we don't know what Zhou Tian Academy is, and what kind of purpose that existence named Zhou Ming has. Don't listen to other people's rhetoric, beware of being deceived by the devil!"

A third patriarch also said: "It is a good choice to go into the mountains! The wild atmosphere in the mountains is stronger, which will help our descendants, although life in the mountains will be very difficult." I have communicated with the ancestors of the Wild Heaven. Soon, there will be gods who will come down and bring us protection!"

"But ......"

When Bai Xing heard this, he was really a little unwilling, and said in a deep voice: "But what's the use of that? That can't fundamentally solve the problem." Our descendants will still be weaker and weaker from generation to generation, and there will still be fewer and fewer beast masters. Will the gods of the Desolate Heaven protect us forever? And even if He will, what is the difference between us and the sheep in the sheepfold? We need to be self-reliant, not live under the wings of the Desolate Heaven forever...... Besides, the outside world is so dangerous, can the reckless sky stand forever?"

When the three clan elders heard this, their faces changed, especially Bai Xing's last sentence, which made the three clan elders show extremely stern expressions.

A clan elder couldn't help but reprimand in a deep voice: "Bai Xing, what are you talking about? The Reckless Desolate Heaven is eternal, and you have already lost your awe of the Reckless Desolate Heaven. Do you know how dangerous your thoughts are? Do you know what will happen to you if this kind of thinking is known to the gods of the Desolate Heavens? What will happen to the tribe?"

When Bai Xing heard this, he clenched his teeth, but he didn't lower his head, looked directly into the eyes of the patriarch, and said slowly: "Isn't this kind of thing even allowed to think about it? If the barbaric and naïve are as strong as the legend says, why is the outside world still plagued by demons, but we are getting worse and worse? We are just content with the status quo for too long! This will kill our ......?"

"Bai Xing, you believe in that man's thoughts!"

At this moment, the oldest clan elder suddenly spoke up and interrupted Bai Xing's words.

Suddenly, there was silence in the tent.

Bai Xing paused for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right, Great Elder Bai Lu, I already believe in it, and my mind has been opened! Do you know that Zhou Tianxue is recognized by the Origin Will......

Grand Elder Bai Lu sighed and said, "How can you tell the difference? Which of those evil demons is not dressed in disguise, and there is no clue on the surface, but there is a devil hidden inside......

Bai Xing said: "So, I came to discuss with you today. I'll tell you the truth, not only did I learn the Zhou Tian Doctrine, but I also selected thirty ordinary children in the tribe, the kind of children who were considered to have no chance of becoming beast masters, and they were learning the Zhou Tian Doctrine together. I am willing to sacrifice for the tribe's tomorrow, if it turns out that I have been deceived by the demons. At that time, please don't have any mercy on the three clan elders, destroy us, and take it as a warning!