At this moment, the land of the Terran clan ushered in four ragged people. Walking in front was an old man, hunched over, on crutches, and with a face full of ravines. Three boys, about seven or eight years old, followed the old man, timidly grasping the old man's shirt, his big watery eyes full of curiosity about the unknown.

Seeing that he was about to enter the territory of the human race, the old man stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground abruptly. The four little dolls cried out loud and kept shaking the old man.

The Terran man who was in charge of guarding the Terran gateway hurriedly ran over when he saw this scene, gently helped the old man knead his slightly red and swollen calves, and said, "Old man, where did you just come from? At such an age with three children, if you encounter any wild beasts in the wild, we juniors can afford it!"

The old man shook his head slightly, and said with a gloomy face: "My two sons went out hunting with the hunter team the day before yesterday and have not returned yet. The three children in the family still need to be fed, and in desperation, I have to go to find my two sons! Unexpectedly, I encountered a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes on the way, and the four of us found a cave to avoid a difficulty. There were many fierce beasts in this forest, and I had no choice but to return to the tribe and think again. Hey!"

The guard's eyes were slightly red, he picked up the old man on his back, and led the three children straight into the clan land.

After about tea time, the man took the four of them to a house with a simple shape but made of rough stones, gently buckled the wide fence door, and said, "Uncle Huo, these four clansmen have not eaten for two days, can you make some food for these four clansmen?"

"Squeak!"

The wooden fence gate was pushed open from the inside out, and a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face and a fierce face poked his head out, grinned at the man, and said, "You little rabbit cub again, okay! Go back and guard the door, and leave these four clansmen to me!"

The man smiled, gently touched a child's head, and said, "Little one, you must eat slowly for a while! Uncle Huo's barbecue is delicious!" and then strode away.

After a while, Uncle Fire held a large, slender wooden stick in one hand, on which hung three skinned rabbits, and in the other hand a small torch, on which the little flames were boiling and very cute.

It was early autumn and the weather was already slightly cool. The animal skin on the old and young four people has been damaged, and the old man still cares about some faces, but the three young people feel the faint warmth that the young man brought to him, and he can't help but lean in front of Uncle Huo.

"Hey!" Uncle Fire grinned, and his face, which was originally full of fierce colors, suddenly became even more hideous. The three little ones looked at the big panya that was shining in the afterglow of the setting sun in fear, and returned to the old man's side again.

Embarrassed, Uncle Fire stuck torches and rabbit strings in the cracks of the rocks, carefully covered them with rocks, and then ran to find a large amount of dry firewood, and built a simple pit stove with rocks in the open land. He lit firewood and hung the rabbit strings horizontally on the fire, flipping them back and forth.

The soaring flame brought a refreshing sense of warmth, dispelling the chill of the four people, and the three little ones once again got together on the torch pile, and the little beast gently approached the pit stove, feeling the warmth.

The old man seemed to have forgotten the sprained calf, and looked at the crowd of people working back and forth, his eyes were confused.

At this moment, the tribe is not intended to be lively, some of the tribesmen who have just returned from hunting are fighting against their prey on their shoulders, some are holding palm leaves full of delicious wild fruits in their hands, and some are holding fat big fish tied around their waists!

After thousands of years of development, the Terrans learned to make weapons out of stone. There were stone spears, stone axes, stone hammers, stone basins, stone pots, all of which were more or less tainted with merit, and people used them to hunt, cook, and drink!

They did not have a very tightly wrapped garment, most of them were a piece of animal skin that was wrapped from the armpits to the knees. There are even some children who are still bare-assed, and they have their own division of labor in their lives.

The women took the prey from the men's shoulders and handled it carefully, the children kept picking up some dry firewood outside, and the men were not idle when they came back after a hard day's work. Some repaired simple houses, while others polished weapons or household utensils with stones.

Although the life of the Terrans is not rich, it is very fulfilling!

"Old man, old man......" Uncle Huo roasted the fragrant rabbit, tore off two fat hind legs and handed them to the old man. The old man came back to his senses and smiled apologetically at Uncle Huo, took the rabbit's hind legs, and chewed slowly.

The three little ones don't care so much, one person has a rabbit leg, and their mouths are full of oil.

At this time, Ran Ji and Xuan both began to inspect the human race, and when they walked to Uncle Huo, they were quite surprised to see the four old men who were very strange. Later, after listening to Uncle Huo's explanation, he said to the old man with sadness in his eyes: "Old man, I haven't returned for two days." Your son must have had an accident, but don't worry, tomorrow I will send the men of the clan out to look for them, no matter what! Every man who goes out hunting is the hero of the whole tribe! I will never let them be exposed to the wilderness!"

The old man nodded somewhat peacefully and expressed his gratitude to Ran Ji.

In the following time, Ran Ji sat at Uncle Huo's place and chatted with the old man about the development of the human race. From Ran Ji's words, it is not difficult to hear that he wants the human race and lives more hode.

On this day, the old man felt that this day was the most fulfilling day of his life.

On the second day, Ran Ji sent a large number of men into the forest to look for the old man's two sons, but they were never found in Russia.

In the evening, Ran Ji told the old man the news with sadness, and the old man's face was indifferent, as if he had expected this result. And this night, the old man and Ran Ji chatted here for a night, and they never closed their eyes.

When the sun was rising, Ran Ji held the old man's hand and said respectfully: "Old man, you are really a wise man in the world! You must make suggestions for the development of my human race! Your son is gone, I will support you, and I will raise three children! As long as my human race is strong, I will do whatever you want me to do!"

The old man looked at Ran Ji and said, "Do you think Yuan Qing and they did something wrong?"

Ran Ji was stunned, obviously not thinking of why the old man asked this. After thinking for a while, Ran Ji said: "Old man, my original strategy was to expand the clan and slowly migrate inland! After all, the two Lich Clans are extremely strong, and our Terran Race is powerless in front of them. But the Holy Father once said, 'Heaven is a strong gentleman, and self-improvement is endless!' If our human race wants to develop, it must go out of the East China Sea. But it's been a long process, and I think Yuan Qing has gone too far!"

The old man nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Although the two Lich Clans are powerful, aren't my Terran races also able to become strong through cultivation?"

Ran Ji shook his head bitterly and said, "The old man doesn't know anything! It's not that there are no cultivators who have come to the land of our human race, and there are even eight human ancestors of our human race who have already achieved cultivation! But I don't know why the human ancestors and the cultivators outside have never been willing to reveal the second half of their cultivation path to the human race. Now what our human race practices every day is only a few battle skills left by the Holy Father! If you want to rely on this battle skill to fight the lich, won't it be the result of death?"

The old man was stunned, it had never heard of such a thing! The old man sighed, exhaled softly, and said, "Can you give the old man a look at the battle skills left by the Holy Father?"

Ran Ji, who didn't know why, thought that the old man was just curious, so he took the old man and the noisy three elementary people to the cave where Li Qingming was stationed in the cave for retreat when he was stationed in the human race, and a total of 2,918 stone slabs were all rubbed on both sides of the cave.

Looking at the stone carving, the old man's eyes moved slightly, and he motioned for Ran Ji to go down first, and then took a closer look.

Suddenly, the child in the leopard skin of the third elementary school said in an old-fashioned manner: "Uncle Shi, what do you think of these pictures of the disciple?"

The old man glanced at the leopard-skin child with slanted eyes and said, "It's quite a bit of an artistic conception!"

The child covered in tiger skin, who was also hahadaxiao, said: "Haha, Qingmingzi! Uncle Shi looks at the skills performed by these people, how can they look like the combat skills of those fighting maniacs of the witch clan?"

The leopard skin child pursed his lips unremittingly and said, "Uncle Tongtian, I still taught the Wu clan's combat skills!"

The fox fur child, who was always silent in the middle, said abruptly: "Okay, let's be safe!"

The two looked at each other hatefully and said no more.

It turns out that the four people in front of him are the Sanqing and Liqing of the human race disguised in, in the words of Lao Tzu, only by integrating into the life of the human race can they better understand the truth of heaven!