The human race has become stronger and stronger with reproduction, and has developed from the original low-rate small race to the second-rate one now.

However, after all, the human race is not as strong as the rest of the races in terms of bloodline, except for the innate intelligence, the rest of the races are far inferior to the other races.

Therefore, even though it is enough to compare with other ethnic groups in terms of numbers, the overall strength is still limited.

Even if it weren't for Lin Feng's secret help, it would have been impossible to have two quasi-saints of the Chao clan and the Yuyi clan, as well as the dozen or so Da Luo Jin Immortals.

And in today's desolate world, this bit of power is nothing at all.

After all, whether it is the witch clan or the demon clan, which one is not a dozen quasi-saints?

Of course, Lin Feng knew better than anyone else that the human race was the protagonist of heaven, and in the future, heaven and earth would change greatly, and other races would even gradually wither, and the prosperity of the human race was inevitable.

However, the Terrans themselves don't know this, so they are all doing their best to survive and occupy a place in this desolate world full of strong people.

On this day, the Youchao clan, who is regarded as one of the "Three Ancestors of the Human Race", is walking in the mountains.

He has been traveling the mountains and rivers like this for more than 100 years.

"Although I am respected by the clan as one of the 'Three Ancestors', in addition to being a Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivator, what contribution do I have to the clan? Compared with the two predecessors of the Youchao clan and the Yuyi clan, I don't live up to my name at all......"

The Suiren clan was dressed in cloth, with long hair tied back with blades of grass casually, about forty years old, with an angular face full of wind and frost, and an indissoluble melancholy between his eyebrows.

Since being revered as one of the "Three Ancestors" by his clansmen, he has been working hard all the time to be able to "live up to his name".

In fact, he did make many contributions, such as teaching his people to knot ropes for memorization. But this is really much worse than the credit of having the Chao clan and the Yuyi clan creating the nest house and clothes respectively.

Over the years, the Suiren clan has been thinking hard about how to catch up with the two predecessors and make due contributions to the clan.

He also kowtowed step by step, and went to the "Holy Father" to create the Taoist to seek advice, but the other party said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, you must understand it yourself", but at the end of the sentence, he reminded that "the avenue is between heaven and earth, and you can't do it behind closed doors."

It was precisely because of this sentence that the Suiren clan had traveled for a full hundred years on the land inhabited by the human race.

In the past 100 years, he has witnessed countless people living in old age, sickness and death, natural and man-made disasters, although he is compassionate, but he is powerless to return to heaven.

Because even Da Luo Jin Immortal can't save all the clansmen.

What's more, everything has a definite number, if it is not for someone's own great perseverance to change his life, and the external force is strong to help himself, it will inevitably lead to great disaster!

And at the height of the Suiren clan, what he needs to do is not to help one or two people, nor one or two tribes. Rather, it is to create a method that can benefit all the human race, so that the human race can continue better.

On this day, the sky was very bad, black clouds were thick, and there was a feeling that mountain rain was coming.

Sure enough, within half an hour, the wind and clouds were surging, and the torrential rain fell like a torrent.

The Suiren clan walked among the mountains and forests, but saw that the clansmen no longer went out, but returned to the treehouses in the dense forest.

The big trees built on these tree houses are not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also far away from wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, so that the safety of ordinary human beings has been greatly guaranteed.

The Suiren clan looked at the exquisite structure of the treehouse, and couldn't help but show admiration in his eyes: "No matter how many times you look at it, you must be amazed by the ingenuity of the predecessors of the Chao clan." Being a nest and living in a nest really plays a big role in the development of the ethnic group. ”

Before the invention of the treehouse nest, unless there were natural caves, most of the people lived in the open air, so it was very dangerous.

"Click!"

However, just as the Suiren clan was sighing, suddenly a lightning bolt illuminated the earth, and then bursts of thunder and roar sounded, startling the beasts and all the human races couldn't help but tremble.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream of pain in a tree house on a big tree somewhere in the forest.

The Suiren clan frowned, and suddenly followed the prestige, but his face changed suddenly.

Directly that big tree is the place where the lightning struck, and the entire canopy has actually ignited a raging fire!

Although the rain in the sky was not small, the fire was not extinguished for a while, but spread to more large trees.

"Ahh

"Run!"

"Let's go!"

Simple words were passed from race to race, and at this time the language of mortals was not yet complete, and writing had not yet appeared.

For a while, under the relentless corrosive fire, many of the Terrans hiding in the tree house had to escape with screams and rush into the torrential rain.

At this time, they no longer cared about the wind and rain outside, or even the fear of lightning and thunder—no matter what the fear, it would not be stronger than the fear of death.

This small tribe of hundreds of people is indeed vulnerable in the face of such a sudden natural disaster.

"Alas, how can I bear to watch these children being devoured by the flames......"

The Fusiliers sighed and waved their sleeves, and suddenly a violent wind rose, rolling up the rain above the sky, turning into a water dragon, and rushing towards the burning fire.

In an instant, the fire was extinguished, leaving only many embers. In such heavy rain, the embers will soon be extinguished as well.

The hundreds of people could not see the figure of the Suiren clan, but they knew that someone must be secretly helping, so they knelt down one after another, and kept muttering words like "Holy Father", "Holy Mother", "Old Ancestor", etc., and their gratitude was overflowing.

Although Lin Feng ordered that the ancestors were not allowed to interfere too much in the lives of ordinary people, it was inevitable that there would be occasional exceptions, and everyone knew this.

After all, it's just a matter of not seeing it, but so many clansmen are about to die tragically in front of them, how many can be indifferent?

After the fire was extinguished, the Suiren clan did not leave immediately, but looked at the extinguished fire and the scorched grass and trees, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

After worshipping and guarding their existence, the people of that tribe swept away their original panic and rushed into the charred jungle in high spirits.

This scene made the Suiren clan a little distracted: "What are they doing?" ”

Soon, he understood.

The men searched the jungle after the flames had raged, including some of the roasted, charred animals and melons.

Whenever they find some, they burst into laughter of joy.

In a short time, hundreds of hares, wild fowl, and more than a dozen wild boars, wild wolves and other prey were found.

Many of them have been scorched, and a few have died of smoke and have not been scorched.

Suddenly, a very strong cheer erupted in the distance.

The Suiren clan followed the prestige, and the eyes that had been sad all day suddenly lit up