A strong sense of urgency rose in the king's heart.

He's too weak now. If he hadn't left the tribe, even if the Supreme Daode Tianzun hadn't noticed his abnormality, he might have died at the hands of the sectarian sect immortal who ate people and didn't spit out bones.

He is not benevolent, righteous and wise, the Holy Sect Master of the Zhongxing Terran Race, and he does not have the qualifications to lead the Terran Race for thousands of years and dominate the wilderness.

His goal is simply to live.

The power of the two lich races is too great, and even the unsanctified saints are no match for them. Why should the Terrans oppose them?

In the face of the general trend, the only thing he can do is to protect himself wisely, and then plan for the future.

After exchanging a few words with Shang Meng and the others, he presented a spiritual fruit to a few people, and then walked towards the tribe. He has already tried the law, these spiritual fruits are not poisonous, and they also contain a trace amount of spiritual energy, which is beneficial and harmless to the human body.

He flipped through the Dao book in his mind to find the refining method of the storage bag, but he scraped the ground in the valley and did not find the Phantom Sky Stone. Therefore, he could only weave a bag out of fine rattan and return with some fruit.

This is the habit of Chinese people, and they will always bring some special products when they return home for the New Year.

It's just that he didn't expect that this little bit of spiritual fruit was also extremely precious to the human race at this time.

At this time, the situation of the human race is no longer optimistic.

After the two lich clans learned of the human race's anomaly, they adopted the practice of starving Moxing. They hunted down the weak beasts near the Terran tribe and blasted them away, and then they cut off the Terran water supply, and they cut off the rivers near the Terran tribe and diverted the lakes. All of a sudden, the living environment of the human race was extremely harsh.

As a result, humans had to go to the more dangerous mountains and jungles to hunt beasts and find water. In this way, the development of the human race has been very restricted.

After Wang Quan knew all this, he admired the Honghuang Terran a little more. In this case, the clansmen united and worked together to find a way out. Of course, such a situation is inseparable from the protection of the saints, no matter what their original intentions are, just by protecting the human race, they can also withstand the incense offerings of the human race for hundreds of millions of years.

Following the old memories of twenty years ago, he kept searching for his former home among the tribe.

In this tribe, he also knows leopards, and he needs to find leopards to understand some of the tribe's situation, such as the basic information of Suizu and the clan elders.

He wasn't familiar with the tribe, after all, he didn't have those memories of Huzi. Or rather, he didn't want to have those memories. When he entered the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, there were some pictures that seemed to be real and illusory with the intention of pouring into his divine soul, but they were rejected by his own thoughts.

Memory is the purest thing for a person, and he doesn't want to let his memory be tainted with anything else, even if Huzi is really his reincarnation. The two are not the same person. Huzi and Wang Quan's perception of self and understanding of things are different. When these two memories merge together, he is not himself. Of course, if the royal power can elevate the cultivation to the fairyland, this memory is nothing.

After some inquiry, he really inquired about the situation of the leopard.

It turned out that after Taishang Daode Tianzun finished reciting his Tao Te Ching, he found that all the people who came to listen to the Tao were asleep, and none of them comprehended the Dao Law, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.

He realized that mortals didn't even have cultivation, and no matter how much he talked about the true meaning of the Great Dao, no one could understand it. So, he began to recite the Tao Te Ching again, but while chanting the scriptures, he was secretly deducing the Taoism.

Why is his cultivation so profound? In a few breaths, he really let it deduce a cultivation method called "Jindan Dao". Refining Qi to build a foundation, yellow buds to tie the Dan, Yuan Ying to break the void, combined Mahayana...

This technique goes from shallow to deep, and at the beginning, it only needs to absorb the aura between heaven and earth to enhance the power of the divine soul. After the divine soul is strong to a certain point, it can naturally sense the atmosphere of the avenue between heaven and earth.

As it turned out, his hard work was not in vain.

After he taught this Jindan Avenue to the people who listened to the sermon, I don't know how many people knotted the Dan on the spot, and some even broke through to the Yuan Infant Stage directly.

The leopard was fortunate enough to break through to the Yuan Infant Stage and became a Qi Refiner.

"Yuan Infant Period! Rich couples and law, forget to say and don't deceive me!" Wang Quan felt a little bitter in his heart, he had been practicing alone for twenty years, and it was almost the Yuan Infant Period. And the leopard and the others just listened to the sermon of a great god, and they were directly promoted to the Yuan infant stage.

That's why he had to go back to the tribe. The road of cultivation will not work behind closed doors after all. If someone could communicate, his cultivation speed would not be so slow.

Led by an elder, the kingship appeared in front of a familiar cave.

"This is..."Wang Quan immediately remembered that this cave was his residence back then.

"Alas!" the elder who led the way for Wang Quan grew up watching the tiger and the leopard, and as soon as he saw the expression of Wang Quan, he knew what was in his heart.

The elder sighed and slowly spoke: "Huzi, after you disappeared, the leopard has been living in this cave, saying that it is waiting for you to come back!"

"Is that so?" it is impossible to say that Wang Quan's heart is not touched, but he is not a real tiger son, and he will not take over the feelings of tiger son.

"There is an elder Lao!" Wang Quan took out a part of the spirit fruit and handed it to the elder. He hadn't seen anyone in more than twenty years, and now he felt very kind to anyone he saw.

"Okay, good! You and the leopard have become Qi Refiners, and we elders who have watched you grow up are also happy!"

The old man took the spirit fruit tremblingly and walked away.

At this time, a voice came from the cave leisurely: "Which guest is it?"

Immediately after, a young Taoist priest wearing a gray Taoist robe pushed open the wooden door and walked out of the cave. He just glanced at Wang Quan, and the whole person turned into a real leopard and rushed up to hug Wang Quan.

"Brother Huzi, I know you're not dead. Where have you been all these years?"

The leopard's voice was extremely excited, and there was a faint tremor in his voice.

Wang Quan was extremely embarrassed, and in broad daylight, what kind of system did the two big men hug each other? He reluctantly pulled the leopard's arms open, and said: "This matter is a long story, let's go into the house and talk about it." ”

After a while, the king repeated his previous statement, and only then did he appease the leopard. However, the current leopard already has an official road name - Yun Lingzi.

At this time, Yun Lingzi was already a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he was more advanced than the royal power.

For this, Wang Quan didn't care, everyone has their own opportunities, as long as they go down-to-earth, they will eventually gain something.

"Brother Huzi, do you have a Dao number now?" Yun Lingzi looked at Wang Quan with excitement on his face, and his heart was also extremely curious.

Twenty years ago, neither had a spouse and was not entitled to have their own surnames, only to be named after the prey they hunted. But now, both of them are Qi Refiners, and they have been able to give themselves Dao names or names.

At the mention of Yun Lingzi, Wang Quan was silent. The name "kingship" is too modern and incompatible with the desolate world, and it is definitely not okay to use this name as a road name. "Huzi" is even more difficult to accept, he is not a child.

"Well, leopard, you have a good question! Since my previous name had a tiger character, in the future, in front of outsiders, I will be called the Axe Emperor!"

Yun Lingzi was dumbfounded, does the Dao name "Axe Emperor" have anything to do with the word "Tiger"? More importantly, the Dao name "Axe Emperor" is not something that ordinary people can bear, right?

"I'm afraid this is not good, I am afraid that calling this Dao number will be disrespectful to the Pangu God, Brother Huzi is better to change it!"

In the desolate world, when it comes to axes, people can't help but think of Pangu axes. Only Pangu can be called the Emperor of the Axe. If this Dao name is known by others, whether it is Sanqing or Zuwu, they will not let go of the royal power.

How bold is the kingship?

"This—" Wang Quan touched his axe and began to hesitate. He actually liked this Dao number very much, but he thought that his cultivation was too low, and this Dao number was indeed a little suspicious of leading the war, so he died down.

"If the 'Axe Emperor' can't be used, then it's called the Ghost Axe!"

Hearing Wang Quan say this, Yun Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief. If the king is stubborn, he can't do anything about the king. However, if he knew the idiom "ghostly workmanship", he would not be so relieved.

It is generally used to describe the nature of heaven and earth, and the king's mind has not dimmed!