I saw a group of strong teenagers and girls, about ten years old, there were no less than hundreds of people, like this in the round field, there were about dozens of people in the whole tribe, and I remembered that there seemed to be so many.

The teenagers roared loudly, like a fierce tiger roaring on a mountain, as if they could penetrate the sky, and their hands were moving into the air, and the strength of their feet could be felt far away.

The girls did the same, laughing around them.

"At the beginning of heaven and earth, at the beginning of all things, the Qi of Kaiyuan is the most majestic in the morning, and the luck of Qi is also the most powerful, and this moment is the most favorable time for one's own cultivation. ”

"Born as the descendants of the gods and wilderness, you can only use the utilitarian gains of the day and night to strengthen yourself and seize greater living space in this group of wilderness. ”

"We must not slack off in our hearts, otherwise how to survive in the great wilderness, how to protect ourselves, protect our families, and protect the glory of Qiyan. ”

"Sooner or later, if you are lucky, you will become a slave to a foreign race and food for a ferocious beast,

Weak is not guilty, but you are weak and urinate, and a waste can only become a weed under the strong, to be trampled on. ”

"Think about our people, our ancestors, who were bullied by all ethnic groups back then, men became slaves, and women became playthings, do you still fantasize that the world of the Great Wilderness is beautiful now?"

"Look at our ancestors, who went through many hardships, dying in the mud, and living in humiliation, in exchange for the land under your feet, we can survive today. ”

"The ancestors rose in the body of the micro-end, begged at the gate of all races, referred to the shape of all things, and finally had the method of cultivation of our clan today, all the way blood and tears blended with the eyes, bone fire and cast iron in the heart, in the earth to cut through thorns, in the wilderness thousands of tempers, only then did we have the name of our clan today, only then did we have the family of blood today. ”

"In the great wilderness, some people regard you as a low splash and bully you as slaves, you should rise up and fight or bear the burden of humiliation, and do not forget to protect the hearts of my people. ”

"For the eternal casting of the heroic souls of our ancestors, for the eternal survival of our blood, and for the people of my gods, you should fight for the day and night to strengthen my wilderness. ”

On the stone platform in the center of the circle, one by one, the heroic tribal warriors reprimanded loudly and began their heavenly precepts.

Their lives seem to be destined by God, from birth to death, they have never changed, constantly fighting, fighting with the sky, fighting with man, fighting with the earth, fighting with beasts, fighting with time, fighting with life, until they disappear without a trace.

Maybe they once had a dream when they were young, but they never stepped out of this square inch in their lives, and finally returned to the great wilderness.

It is said that even if they disappear without a trace, and they cannot be found in the world, they will also appear, during the day they are light, warming every boy and girl in the great wilderness, and at night they are also light, doing their best to shine on the sky and earth of the great wilderness, so that the night is not dark, just like the ancestors in their mouths now.

Until their souls burned out, turning into a gentle breeze and walking in every corner of the great wilderness, as if the ancestors in their mouths did the same, and the ancestors in their mouths were also my ancestors.

"Strengthen my wilderness, defend my wilderness, protect my begging fire, and save my blood. ”

The children on the round field shouted angrily, one by one full of power, so that their faces turned red, and one by one roared loudly into the sky.

Although the story is still the same story, it is still the same, and the story that has been heard countless times can still make their blood boil.

Watching them leave you like this every day feels boring and boring, listening to the same thing, it doesn't matter to you, who cares about anything else except eating and sleeping.

And at this time in the great wilderness, there is a sight of sadness, a hundred beasts are rampant on the earth, the momentum can soar to the sky, killing and blood drifting.

At the corner of the tribe leaving the periphery of the guardrail, looking at the edge of the line of heaven and earth, the top of the mound several tens of zhang and hundreds of zhang high is the target place today.

The sunlight stretched a thin and slender lonely shadow, and Liyou sat alone on the top of the mound, his golden hair shining with dazzling light.

The long hair fell on his shoulders under the flickering gold, and he was dressed in fir hunting, fluttering and dancing in the wind, looking at the sky and the wilderness, and his heart was far away.

In this magnificent wilderness world, the corners of Liwu's mouth sometimes have a trace of bitterness, a trace of bitterness, although only a little bit, but it is enough to be lonely for a long time.

Li Wei knows his condition, and in this endless wilderness, he wants to leave here, but he is just a dream.

But the obsession of the heart has not given up, but just moved forward in silence, carrying the catastrophe of fate, embracing the light of hope, looking into the distance in Yao.

It was an incomparably old legend, there was an ancient myth, and I heard that there was a mystery in that unknown world, and this mystery was deeply fascinating.

In the endless years of the past, the legends that have been handed down to this day, the land of myths, was the homeland of the gods and the home of the spirits.

But being in the great wilderness is too far away from that place.

In the great wilderness, only by becoming a respected person can you have a trace of freedom, and your strength is beyond the rules, so that you can explore the distant world.

And Liwu is just the son of a desolate man, and his congenital weakness has made Liwu live a humble and lowly life.

Since he can remember, he has been living with the disabled and barren people of the tribe, following the old, weak, sick, disabled women and children, and gradually learning to make fires to cook and sew and mend in the tribe.

In this way, the sorrow has been long until now, and it can be regarded as an eye-opener!

What's more, I don't know when I got my name, which can make I happy for a long time.

Now that I have my own home after hard work, I can hunt birds of prey, which can be regarded as a worry-free life.

As for galloping the desolate land of the gods, cultivating the desolate land, so as to hunt the ferocious beasts and protect the tribesmen, these are no more than a fantasy.

Walking out of the great wilderness world and witnessing the vastness of heaven and earth, it is better to live a humble and lowly life now, at least you can see this wonderful Qiyan tribe.

Sometimes in desperation, Li Wei also secretly fled from the tribe, but in the reckless and desolate, he saw the great power of heaven and earth and felt the impermanence of nature.

It was not until he was lost in the wilderness that he was finally swallowed by the giant eagle as food, and although he survived, he was seriously injured as a result, and his life was out of danger after a dying struggle.

It is also in this process that the meridians used to be fragile and the body could not be cultivated well, but now because it was stored in the body of the giant eagle, every inch of the body was nourished and transformed by the giant eagle's painstaking efforts, which changed the vitality of the lack of qi and blood, and replaced the former weak and weak.

Thinking of these sorrows, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were full of joy, fusing blood elements and refining essences, and it was also during this time that his physique was better than before.

And the dream in my heart, the only obsession, is still in my hand, and I have not left my worries because I am weak or strong.

Live well, because the reason for living is the belief of leaving sorrow, and one day "I will tell everyone that he is not a waste, but a warrior who stands up to the sky." ”

Cultivation is the source of all this power, and cultivation is the beginning of destiny.

In order to cultivate, some people have paid for their lives, and some people have paid for their youth, but they still move forward proudly and have never been timid.