In the Heavens

The days of waiting are long, but fortunately Fuxi is open. While still in the mother's womb, Qilin came to deliver food.

Born to speak, the conversation is clear, neither humble nor overbearing, born with endless domineering, a proper natural born emperor.

At the age of seven, he cultivated martial arts to the golden core, and became the strongest in the tribe. The frightened tribal leader directly abdicated, and the era of Fuxi began.

The seven-year-old boy managed the tribe, not only did not make a mess of things, but made the tribe more prosperous, attracting the surrounding human tribes to vote one after another, and the Fuxi clan began to grow and develop.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Li Mu wouldn't have believed it. After the successful reincarnation, Fuxi actually took the initiative to seal the memory.

I have to admit that there is no easy-going generation among the prehistoric and powerful, and Fuxi, who is ridiculed for being soft, is also a ruthless person. Obviously can lie down and win directly, but still choose the hell difficulty to start.

If you don't seal your memory, relying on your rich life experience to complete the great cause of the Daxing Human Race and prove the position of the emperor, it will not be any difficulty for Fuxi.

But once the memory is sealed, it becomes different. All past life experiences are reset to zero, which is equivalent to starting all over again. Only after proving the emperor's career can the previous memory be restored.

In case something happens halfway and the Emperor's way is messed up, the loss will be huge. Once the power of backlash erupts, even if the ancient emperor is not dead, he will shed a layer of skin.

Of course, with great risk comes great reward. The emperor's career position won by lying down is just a heavenly career position, and at most it will gain a part of merit and luck. It is still very difficult to make the way further.

When cultivation has reached Fuxi's level, every small step forward is full of difficulties. It is normal to be stuck at the bottleneck for hundreds of millions of years.

Now restart the game, if you can successfully prove the position of the emperor, the accumulation of the two lifetimes is added together, and coupled with the merits and luck accumulated by yourself, it is a high probability event to go further on the road.

But in Fuxi's situation, he can really give it a go. Even if it is messed up, someone is behind it.

For the sake of his elder brother's path, Empress Nuwa ran to make a deal with Houtu, presumably the other saints had already made arrangements.

About what happened, Li Mu can also guess at all. After all, the human race was created by Nuwa. On the issue of the human race, no one has the right to speak than Empress Nuwa.

The supreme sage established the human religion, and owed karma from the very beginning. If the saints want to preach in the human race, they must also deal with the Nuwa Empress.

It can be said that Nuwa has a lot of bargaining chips in her hands, and she can use them to make deals with the saints. In the era when Hongjun was not out, the unity of the positions of the six sages of the prehistoric period could determine the general trend.

After everyone talked about Fuxi's enlightenment to the emperor, then the emperor's career must belong to Fuxi. This wave is messed up, and the big deal is to reincarnate and start again. It's just a reshuffle of the cards, what a big deal!

Taking advantage of the trend, he recommended Qunxian to work under Fuxi, and Li Mu acted as a spectator, playing the trick of taking the bait from the volunteers.

In the blink of an eye, eight years passed, and the fifteen-year-old Fuxi already had the appearance of a hero. His reputation continued to spread in the land of Jiuhe, and more and more human tribes came to join him.

The small tribe with a population of less than a thousand people has now grown into a super tribe with a population of more than 100,000. In terms of population alone, it is the largest tribe of the prehistoric human race.

With such a large population, they live entirely by hunting and gathering, and none of their clansmen were starved to death. This is inseparable from the efforts of the immortals of the three religions.

It was thanks to their group of free bodyguards that the hunting team of the Fuxi tribe was able to be invincible, harvesting enough prey every time to ensure the tribe's ration supply.

In the special season when there is no harvest, there will always be groups of wild beasts who choose to migrate, and they happen to pass by the territory of the Fuxi tribe, and send them to their door as rations.

Everything is going well, there are a group of immortals helping each other secretly, not to mention that the Fuxi tribe only has a population of more than a hundred thousand, even if it is expanded ten times or a hundred times, it will not be starved.

Li Mu can be sure of this. After all, in order to ensure the supply of prey, those unscrupulous guys played the big teleportation technique and sent the beasts from other regions directly.

Everyone is rejoicing and rejoicing at the continuous prosperity of the tribe, only Fuxi, who is the leader of the tribe, is worried.

His intuition told him that there was something wrong with the current development model of the tribe. The production model that relies entirely on hunting to feed the tribe is too unstable. In case of any accident, the game will collapse immediately.

In addition, the mysterious offerings in the tribe who brought their own dry food also worried him. It is a pity that Fuxi, who has sealed his memory, really doesn't know what it is.

Except for the special existence of Empress Nuwa, the popularity of the remaining five saints in the human race is really not very high.

The era of preaching has not yet begun, and everyone's understanding of immortals is very limited, let alone reverence. What's more, the performance of the group of immortals really made Fuxi unable to be in awe.

Except for a few who behaved neither humble nor overbearing, most of the people had strange expressions when they met him. He clearly wanted to get close to him, but he acted like he had no desires or desires, as if he was an expert who was detached from the world.

The most important thing is that Fuxi saw "hot greed" in the eyes of these priests. Intuition told him that these guys seemed to have scruples, wanting to move but not daring to move.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable. If it weren't for the development of the tribe now, and the escort of these guys, he would really not want to deal with these people.

If they knew Fuxi's thoughts, the immortals would definitely want to cry now. They lowered their bodies, lowered their face, and came to work with their own dry food, but they were even suspected of being involved.

But there is no way, it is the emperor's instinct to be suspicious. If things go wrong, there must be demons. If we don't know the purpose of the group of immortals, Fuxi naturally wants to think in a bad way.

With doubts, Fuxi couldn't help asking: "Huang, you are a wise man of the tribe. You have traveled to many human tribes. Have you ever encountered problems similar to ours?"

After a pause, the old man in Huang shook his head and said: "Chief, I have visited all the big tribes that are 100,000 miles away, and I have never heard of such a large tribe.

In ancient times, the population limit of our human tribe was five thousand. Once this number is exceeded, food cannot meet the needs of the tribe.

In order to survive, the tribe will automatically split up. The human tribes all over the prehistoric area were split up and developed in this way.

Later, the sage passed down the method of martial arts training, which made our human warriors come out in large numbers, our hunting ability was greatly enhanced, and the living environment of the tribe improved.

But the tribe's population capacity limit has only been raised to 20,000 to 30,000. Once the limit is exceeded, it has to be split.

A tribe with a population of more than 100,000 people like our tribe is simply unheard of. If it gets out, no one will believe it. "

Hearing this answer, Fuxi nodded. The abnormality of his own tribe, he, the master, has long been aware of it.

"Huang, you are right. The tribe can't go on like it is now, we have to find a way to solve the problems we are facing now!"

During the speech, Fuxi carried an unquestionable tone, as if he would definitely be able to solve this problem. It's just that I can't find a clue for a while, and I don't know where to start.

"Leader, why don't you ask the sage for advice? Didn't you find the solution from the sage last time to solve the tribal people's shelter from the wind and rain?"

A pertinent suggestion said.

As a well-known great sage, the people in the surrounding tribes are basically fans of his great sage. Every time he encounters a big trouble, everyone's first reaction is to ask the "sage" for advice.

The Huang in front of him is even more unusual, it is directly Li Mu's disciple and grandson. Similar disciples and descendants filled every corner of the Fuxi tribe.

Every time Fuxi was in trouble, someone would encourage him to seek solutions from Li Mu. On the contrary, it was a group of worshipers in the tribe, who were subconsciously forgotten by everyone.

Not only because of his virtuous name, but the most important reason is that Li Mu is of human origin, while the other priests have various origins.

Although there are also human races among the offerings, most of them are monster races or innate creatures.

However, the human race is born with a sense of xenophobia, especially Li Daxian left a classic quote: "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts", which has a profound impact on everyone's ideas.

The ass decides the head, and after sealing the memory of the previous life, Fuxi naturally sided with the human race when he considered the problem.

If you encounter a problem and can solve it by yourself, then you can solve it yourself;

If it weren't for Fuxi's great background, all the gods who came to make merit would have taught him how to be a tribal leader and how to become a co-lord of the human race.

It's a pity that if there is no if, Fuxi's backstage makes everyone intimidated. I was afraid that I would interfere too much, reduce the merits that originally belonged to Fuxi, and attract a slap from the Empress Nuwa.

Even Li Mu was waiting for Fuxi to come to ask for advice in person. Even if it is to teach, it is to attack from the sidelines and let Fuxi realize it by himself, rather than imparting it directly.

Last time when Fuxi was taught to build houses, Li Mu only took him to see bird nests and beehives. The specific way to do it was all figured out by Fuxi himself.

Although the merits of rubbing are a little less, it is better to be safe and secure, so you don't have to worry about being dragged out of the list and settling accounts after the fall.

Bringing the special products of the tribe, Fuxi once again came to the mountain where Li Mu lived in seclusion. It's just that this time it's different, it's no longer a bare piece, but an extra Taoist temple.

Anyway, Fuxi had already ordered Youchao to complete the task of building the house, and all the merits and virtues have fallen. Now there is one more building, which affects the history of the architectural development of the human race, and that is not harmful.

"Meet the sage!"

Facing Fuxi who was respectfully saluting, Li Mu stepped aside decisively. Others accept it as soon as they receive it, but it's best to stay away from this big gift.

"No need to be too polite! I already understand why you came. The main difficulty facing the Fuxi tribe is the lack of a stable food source.

What to do, you, the leader, still have to figure out a way by yourself. I can take you around a few places, after reading it, maybe you have a different idea. "

While talking, the two of them have already changed the world. In the eyes is a spider web, and there are several prey on the web.

Judging by the tenacity of the spider silk, you can tell that this thing is definitely better than Spider-Man, and it can even trap a bison.

In the 21st century, that would be big news that shocked the world, but the prehistoric world is ordinary and cannot be more ordinary.

No matter what kind of creature, once it becomes a monster, its strength will exceed the limit of the creature itself, far beyond what a wild beast can match.

It's just a bison wrapped in a spider's web, and Fuxi is also a well-informed master, so naturally he wouldn't be surprised.

After pondering for a while, he asked uncertainly, "What does the sage mean, we can make nets to hunt?"

After glancing at Fuxi, Li Mu nodded and shook his head again, and said in a dumbfounded way: "That's right or wrong! Go back and think about this question slowly, you will figure it out.

Now we go to new places and see more new things, after all, it is right. We usually use our brains more, and we can learn a lot of knowledge from our lives. "

While talking and laughing, the two changed places again. It's just that the place Fuxi took to see this time is a bit special, either wild boars mating and breeding, bison mating and breeding, or wild sheep...

Those who run on the ground have finished watching, and those who fly in the sky have not been let go. The female bird hatches the chick, and the life is too comfortable and slowly molts, and the fat chicken with reduced flying ability.

Li Mu even put fish fry in the small pond, and artificially accelerated the growth cycle of the fish. The small fish turned into big fish, and the pond even became crowded.

...

After the illusion ended, Fuxi fell into deep contemplation. It seems to have found a solution to the tribal food crisis, but it is always a little bit worse.

He wanted to ask Li Mu, but there was no sign of Li Mu now. Typical: Flick off clothes when things are done, and hide merit and fame deeply. The style of an expert outside the world has been directly clicked to the full level.

Compared with the time when he came, Fuxi had a group of breeding pigs, sheep and so on when he went back. Although a hundred years have passed, the lifespan of monsters in the prehistoric world is very long.

Perhaps it is because the longevity substance is too rich, it is not difficult to obtain longevity in the prehistoric world. Theoretically speaking, as long as you don't encounter catastrophe, you can live forever and see forever if you reach the Golden Immortal level.

Therefore, in the prehistoric world, Jinxian is an important watershed. If you cross the past, you will be regarded as a character, or else you will be an ordinary creature.

The bigwigs in the practice world limited their social circle to Jinxian, which also considered the factor of longevity.

No one wants to come out of retreat once, and relatives and friends will receive a boxed meal. If all the friends you make are long-lived and long-sighted friends, this kind of tragedy can be avoided to a large extent.

The story that happened to Fuxi has not been hidden from the eyes of the fairies, but unfortunately they only have envy and jealousy.

I don't know what the other saints are doing at this time, but Empress Nuwa must be watching here anyway. They dare not perform any small moves that cross the boundary.