In the early morning, the fog has not yet dissipated, and the dew drops condense on the leaves of the vegetation, emitting a crystal light, like a sparkling gem, revealing an incomparably rich vitality.

"In a strange world, there is a legend about the gods who ate spiritual fruits and drank dew drops to gain immortality. Qin Mo plucked a leaf and opened his mouth to drink the dewdrops, feeling sweet and refreshing.

"What kind of world is that?" Aoqiu was curious, "Eating Spirit Fruit, isn't that the same as a monkey?"

There is no noise in the calm back mountain, which has become a sacred place for the Hammerstone tribe, not a forbidden place, and even if there is no guard, the tribesmen rarely set foot in the back mountain.

At the foot of the green leaf tree, a small wooden building was built, although it was not luxurious, but it was very fairy, if you couldn't see the messy stone houses of the tribe under the mountain, it was really like coming to a fairyland.

"That world. Qin Mo recalled carefully, he found that the longer he stayed in this world, the less clear his memory of the other world became, and even the outlines of the two most important people gradually became blurred.

Sometimes, when Qin Mo woke up, he even had the illusion that he was born in this world, and the other world was just a dream for him, and when he woke up, everything was shattered.

"In that world, all the houses were made of wood, and it was a fabulous world, much smaller than this world, but colorful. Qin Mo said with a smirk, he knew that this was not his memory, it was just his speculation, in fact, he didn't know if there were immortals in that world.

He just recalls like this, so that the real world hidden in the depths of his memory will not disappear, and sometimes he is really afraid, afraid that he will forget that world.

"A house made of wood?" Ao Qiu suddenly looked at the attic behind him, at the beginning, when Qin Mo cut wood to build the building, Ao Qiu felt that he was not doing his job.

How can a house made of wood be as strong as a house made of stone, and if there is air leaking everywhere, how can it be inhabited?

But when Qin Mo built this attic, she was a little surprised, a qiē was not what she imagined, the wooden attic looked clean and elegant, with an indescribable charm.

The attic has two floors and five rooms, and is built according to the green leaves, which makes you want to live here for the rest of your life, and Aoqiu finds that it is easier to meditate in the attic than to meditate in the open air.

So, she "discussed" with Qin Mo and wanted to leave a room, and Qin Mo was not allowed to refuse at all.

Of the remaining four rooms, Qin Mo kept one for himself, one for Turin, and one for the cyan shadow that was hidden in his memory.

In the end, there was only one room left, and Li Xiaohu once cried and shouted that he wanted to, but was kicked out of the back mountain by Aoqiu, saying that if he lived in the attic, it would only ruin the feng shui here.

That room eventually became Qin Mo's study, and although he didn't have a book, he had an idea to teach the people of the Hammerstone tribe to read and write.

This idea seems to be really idle, but after Aoqiu heard about it, he unusually supported it, because literacy can enlighten the mind, and the tribe wants to pass it on, and the tribe needs to be literate, just like the history of the human race, although it is passed down by word of mouth, but in the imperial city of Zhongzhou, in the school palace on that mountain, there are countless classics of the human race.

Xuanyuan Holy Emperor governs the five qi, not the five qi of cultivation, these five qi can also be said to be the five instruments, farming, making clothes, creating sound rhythm, spreading medicine, and building boats and cars.

This is the strategy of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor when he was alive, just like the Shennong Holy Emperor, the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor is extremely inconspicuous, and the only thing to conquer is to fight the gluttonous clan and kill the ancient ancestors of the gluttonous clan in the endless starry sky.

When he first decided to do these things, countless people thought it was ridiculous, if the human race did not reorganize and strengthen the army, how could they face the hundred races?

Even after the control of the five qi, the Terrans no longer drank blood, and with clothes, the tribes in most states were self-sufficient because of sowing, and the boats and vehicles increased the speed of the Terrans to the extreme, so that they could take care of most remote places.

However, no one really remembered these things, and what people always remembered was the majesty of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor who slashed the gluttonous group in the starry sky and the ancient ancestor of the gluttonous clan.

Qin Mo, who had been idle recently, carefully let Huzhong Immortal teach him the history of the human race, and when he learned that Xuanyuan Holy Emperor had done a qiē, he admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Just take the boat and car as an example, the human army moves dozens of times faster than before, and the alien race has invaded a tribe by breaking through the entrance before, and may exterminate this tribe lightly.

But with the Imperial Sky Building, with the Void Building, the Terrans can travel countless thousands of miles to support any tribe, and the royal tribe has become the real cornerstone of the Terrans.

The alien race is facing a more difficult attack, the human race cannot completely control the Xuanhuang Continent, but it can reach any corner of the Xuanhuang Continent at any time, so coherent, the alien race enters the Xuanhuang Continent, and it is not a tribe that fights, but the entire state, the entire domain, and the entire Xuanhuang Continent.

Farming, making clothes, passing on medicine, creating music and rhythm, every qi is an important weapon for the inheritance of the human race.

It is conceivable that if the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor lived another 100,000 years, perhaps the entire Xuanhuang Continent would be completely different, and the human race would be able to completely understand the Holy Emperor's painstaking efforts.

But Qin Mo knew very well that the Terran would not understand now that if the Ninth Saint Emperor could inherit the legacy of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor, then the Terran of this era would be stronger than the Terran of any era, reaching a peak that no one could match.

If the ninth generation of the Holy Emperor only cares about killing, even if he really destroys the hundred clans, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape the catastrophe, and he will still be destroyed in the end.

After a long time, Qin Mo really has feelings for this world, not only because of the people around him, but also because of the simple heart of the human race, he really hopes that this world can last forever, and he hopes that the people here can live well.

"Is there really such a world?" Aoqiu yearned, and she murmured softly, "If there is, I want to see it, it must be a beautiful world." ”

She didn't know that this world was really just Qin Mo's speculation, that real world was not the same as here, it was full of deceit everywhere, and it was even on the verge of ruin, this was Qin Mo's judgment of that world now, maybe not accurate, but it was very real.

"It's not good, it's not good, Brother Mo, it's not good. Li Xiaohu's people didn't appear, but the voice came from the foot of the mountain.

Qin Mo stood in front of the attic waiting for him, and when he saw him walking in front of him in a panic, he opened his mouth and asked, "Your big matter is not good, won't it be my father calling me again?"

Li Xiaohu smiled embarrassedly, shaking his head like a rattle: "No, this time I promise not." ”

"What's the big deal then?" Qin Mo asked.

"Several powerhouses of the Seven Star Tribe are here, there are dozens of powerhouses, and hundreds of powerhouses of the Three Flower Realm, plus the people who gathered around the tribe before, at this time, my Hammerstone Tribe has been surrounded by five million legions. After Li Xiaohu finished speaking, he looked at Qin Mo.

However, he found that Qin Mo was not nervous, and just replied indifferently: "Oh, I know." ”

"That's it?" Li Xiaohu's face was full of strangeness, he felt that in the past month, Brother Mo had not worked as hard as before, and the tribe was embattled, but he was full of leisure and leisurely to build a house in the back mountain.

In the past, Li Xiaohu would definitely secretly count Qin Mo for not doing his job, but now he didn't dare, the reason was very simple, he was afraid of being beaten.

"If not, what else?" Qin Mo asked rhetorically.

"Shouldn't you take Brother Monkey and Sister Killing and lead hundreds of thousands of troops of the tribe out to fight them?" Li Xiaohu said menacingly.

"Okay, I'll give you the right to take the tribe's strong people out to kill, but the premise is that you must win, and if you can't win, I'll kill you. Qin Mo said calmly.

Li Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, and replied dumbfounded: "Really?"

"Really. Qin Mo said affirmatively.

Li Xiaohu shuddered, and immediately retreated: "This, without Brother Mo, how dare I take the troops out, little fat man." ”

", where are you fat?" asked Aoqiu suddenly.

As soon as he heard this vulgar nickname, Li Xiaohu's face immediately drooped, and now the entire tribe no longer calls him a little fat man, but calls him a with great disgust.

If someone else had started it, with Li Xiaohu's current ability, he would have been imprinted by mountains and seas a long time ago, but this was given by Aoqiu.

"Sister, can we discuss, don't call this nickname?" Li Xiaohu leaned over to Aoqiu and smiled flatteringly.

"Turn around. Aoqiu said.

"Okay. Li Xiaohu immediately turned his back, but as soon as he made this action, he immediately thought of the scene a few days ago.

But it was too late, he only felt a pain in his buttocks, and his body involuntarily rose into the air, followed by a fall down the mountain.

After doing this qiē, Aoqiu clapped his hands and said, "Is it time?"

"No hurry, wait. Qin Mo shook his head, looking very patient, "Wait for the big fish to take the bait." ”

"Big fish?" Aoqiu was puzzled for a moment, but she didn't guess the identity of this big fish, but she didn't continue to ask.

Half a month ago, Hanshan in Xuanzhou.

There is no snow in the southern region, but the cold mountain is an exception, this is not a high mountain, covered by ice and snow all the year round, stepping on this mountain, it is like coming to the land of ice and snow in the far north, the general strong man can not stay in this mountain for too long, it will be difficult to support, so this inconspicuous mountain, it has the name of cold mountain.

But the ice and snow of the cold mountain are not born with the gods, but because of a person, since he came to this mountain, so this mountain has ice and snow, and it has the name of cold mountain.

On this day, several strong people came down from the cold mountain, and they had the scorching sun mark on their bodies, but when they walked into the cold mountain, the scorching sun imprint had no effect, and the group was like coming to the land of ice and snow, stepping on the 10,000-year-old ice.

Before entering the cold mountain, there were several strong people who couldn't support it and retreated, and in the end, only the leading Sanhua peak powerhouse, the Sanhua who opened the top of the head was still insisting, this is still his blooming flowers are in line with the meaning of this cold mountain.

However, when there was a sudden heavy snow in the sky, this strong man couldn't hold on, and he was only more than a hundred feet away from the Xuanbing Palace on the top of the Cold Mountain, and at this time, the flower above his head was also frozen, and before his feet stepped on the ground, the whole person was frozen.

The cold wind was howling, and this Sanhua Realm powerhouse had turned into an ice sculpture, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the ice sculpture, he stretched out his hand through the ice of the ice sculpture, and took out a letter from the man's arms.

"Blue Stygian Ice Flame? The man's gaze fell on the four words of the letter, and the letter turned into ice and snow.