Li Qingming was stunned for a long time, then looked at Houtu and said, "Sister, I still need to settle these millions of human races, and I don't have time to accompany you!"

Houtu smiled sweetly, his beautiful eyes completed the crescent moon, and said: "Brother, please feel free, such a big thing has happened, I have to go back to the Ancestral Witch Hall to explain the details to your brothers!"

Li Qingming nodded, waved his hand to collect millions of clansmen, and nodded to the back soil. He no longer went to the Heavenly Court, but flew straight towards the East China Sea.

Houtu looked at Li Qingming's distant back, and sighed faintly: "Could it be that Brother Qingming doesn't care about Houtu so much?"

......

It is said that Li Qingming arrived at the coast of the East China Sea before he could make a cup of tea.

The deep blue surface of the sea, as soft as silk, rippled slightly. From a high place, the smoke waves are vast and endless, and the waves are rushing, and the sound of the waves is like whispering softly in your ears......

Releasing the millions of clansmen in his sleeves, Li Qingming touched his chin and began to think about the future path of the human race.

Before Li Qingming, who had no clue, could think deeply, he was attracted by the noisy sound of the crowd. Looking at the human race in front of him suspiciously, Li Qingming asked, "Why are you so noisy?"

Among the first few men and women to be created, a handsome man who was extremely similar to Li Qingming stepped forward and saluted, "Holy Father, many people in the clan suddenly felt a rumbling in their stomachs, and they were uncomfortable. I don't know why, but we're deliberating. I didn't want to disturb the Holy Father, but I didn't want to, it's my fault!"

When Li Qingming heard this, the Yuan Shen swept over the crowd of human races, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's okay! Those people are just hungry, I still have some fresh spirit fruits, let's take them to satisfy their hunger first!"

After that, Li Qingming poured out a large number of spirit fruits from the storage space, which was as high as a small mountain.

The man stepped forward and picked up a fruit, and the creature instinct prompted the man to take a bite. The smooth taste, the sweet juice, went down the throat and into the lungs. The feeling of rolling that had just risen disappeared without a trace. The man's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the fruit mountain in front of him, which was quickly distributed to millions of clansmen.

Millions of Terrans shook off their cheeks and chewed the spirit fruit in unison, and the scene was quite spectacular for a while.

Touching his chin, Li Qingming thought secretly: "Today's Flood Desolate Continent is extremely dangerous to this nascent human race, and a beast that has never cultivated can easily take the life of the human race! Wouldn't I be evil to me if I preached first?"

Shaking his head a little helplessly, Li Qingming smiled bitterly: "Besides, except for the four men and four women who were born first, who are the purest chaotic spirit bodies, the rest are all innate Dao bodies. Even if you don't cultivate, you will have a lifespan of 500 years. Why not ......"

Suddenly, Li Qingming's eyes flashed, and he said to himself: "Why don't I teach them the Wu clan's combat skills that I learned when I was in the Wu Clan, so that they also have the ability to save their lives!"

It has always been Li Qingming's disposition to do what you want to do. On a small cliff not far from the coast of the East China Sea, Li Qingming dug a stone cave and lived in it. Subsequently, the Wu clan's combat skills, a total of eighteen humanoid patterns, were engraved one by one on the lapis lazuli slab with a hard texture that has not been corrupted for thousands of years. It was handed over to the man and told him to teach his clan and cultivate well.

In this way, the Terrans settled on the shores of the East China Sea. Every day, when I am free, I practice the Wu clan's combat skills, and when I am hungry, I rely on the mountain-like spiritual fruit given by Li Qingming to satisfy my hunger, and when I am sleepy, I sleep on the ground, but fortunately, the air on the coast of the East China Sea is very pleasant, which is quite suitable for the human race.

After a hundred years of this, the fruit had been eaten, and the man once again stepped on the small cliff to find Li Qingming to seek relief.

Li Qingming looked at the man in front of him and said, "I have the fruit here, but if I am giving it to you." Will you continue to eat and sleep as you have for decades?"

The man looked confused when he heard this.

Li Qingming didn't look at the man's face, and continued: "Look at your people, everything that covers their bodies has turned into strips of cloth, I don't know how many people have died from the scourge of chilblains? I don't know how many people have died in the rain and wind howling? Have you not thought about what if I leave you? Who will take care of you? Who will protect you?"

The man sweated like rain, knelt down in front of Li Qingming in fear, and said, "What the Holy Father said is extremely true. The previous tribesmen were silent for no reason, and I thought I was sleepy. How do you know that you can't wake up after a long sleep, and then you know that your soul has disappeared in the desolation! I ask the Holy Father to give me a solution and save us and other human races!"

Li Qingming's eyelids raised slightly, and said: "There are fruits and small beasts in the forest, scallops in the sea, fish and shrimp, all of which are edible things!

The man bowed thoughtfully, went down the cliff, and returned to the clan.

In this way, the Terrans began the life of barbarians who drank blood and hair. Every day, the human race was divided into two groups, one group entered the mountains and forests, and the other group went down to the Haihe River. But they are all very safety-conscious and operate within a radius of 100 miles, and never dare to exceed half a point

At the same time, the men and women of the tribe also began to reproduce, and in just a few decades, the original population of the human race of millions expanded to 5 million, and there were no less than a million babies.

In the centuries that followed, the traditions of the first Terran were continued. When you are hungry, you can go into the forest to look for spiritual fruits, small beasts, or fish and shrimp and scallops from the sea tribe. When you are sleepy, you can find a place to shelter from the wind and rain and sleep well, and practice the Wu clan's combat skills in your spare time.

But this still can't avoid the death of the clansmen. Sometimes, when people round up their prey, they cannot be killed by wild beasts despite their combat skills, and they are inevitably poisoned by unknown fruits when they are looking for fruit. There are even times when the best friends who were still laughing and laughing yesterday and had a lot of fun with each other woke up the next day to find that they had not woken up from a long sleep.

When there are so many, there are as many as 10 million, and when there are few, there are only 100,000 left.

Li Qingming has always been a witness to history in these hundreds of years. Except for a few times when the human race was facing the crisis of extinction, he helped out, and the rest of the time he was watching from the sidelines.

It's not that Li Qingming is ruthless, but Li Qingming understands that as the eternal protagonist of the desolate land, the way of heaven is destined to send down many disasters to sharpen the human race. If you can break through, you will be free for hundreds of millions of years, and if you can't break through, you will turn into the dust of history. If you help too much and make the human race develop the habit of dependence, it will be too late to regret it.

Everything that the human race has experienced in hundreds of years, Li Qingming has also walked together. Happiness, sorrow, sympathy, resentment, and other emotions that have not appeared for tens of thousands of years after crossing over are varied, which makes Li Qingming, who has always been decisive in killing, also feel a lot of emotion.

A thousand years have passed, and this is the most difficult time for the human race. Tens of millions of people died in a year, more than 9 million people, fierce beasts, poisonous fruits, severe cold, scorching heat, and the most terrible plague!

At the beginning, the human race was left with only the original four men and four women who were still in good spirits, and because of the chaotic spirit body, even if they didn't need to cultivate, their cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Immortal.

The eight men and women came to the outside of the Xiaoya cave, cried loudly, and pleaded: "Holy Father, the human race is facing the catastrophe of the dead race, if you don't make a move, our human race will be completely finished!"

Li Qingming stepped out, his eyes were slightly red, and he said astringently: "I have guarded you for thousands of years, and I have never helped you in the slightest, have you ever complained about me?"

Eight men and women wept: "I dare not complain about the Holy Father, if there is no Holy Father, we understand that our human race died a thousand years ago!"

Li Qingming waved his hand to help the eight people and said, "In the past thousand years, I have asked you to fight with the sky, the earth, and nature. It is for you to understand a truth, if you want to survive in this desolate land, you must be self-reliant and self-reliant! In this world, nothing can be obtained without hard work! Only by hard work can you reap something! Fortunately, you have grown up and understood! It's just ......."

Li Qingming's voice became deeper and deeper: "It's just that this price is too big, too big......"

Looking at the blue sea and blue sky, Li Qingming's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared madly to the sky: "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs;