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Li Ke didn't know, but he guessed right. The eldest brother was Taishang Laojun, and the one named Yuanshi Tianzun was the leader of Tongtian.

Such a discovery actually did not make Li Ke happy, because this kind of thing is quite terrifying.

If Zu Feng can make Sanqing say the word "die", then Zu Long can't be too bad either.

This feeling of powerlessness is really uncomfortable, and Li Ke looked at the mountains of Buzhou Mountain and couldn't help but think about one thing.

Does he have the ability to build a factory for guns and bullets in this era? Not to mention anything else, it is just a simple flintlock gun. Does it have this ability?

If it were a truly primitive society, he would not ask for such a thing, because there are too many things to do.

But there is magic in this world. If nothing else, just think of the Klein bottle displayed by Yuanshi Tianzun. With the most basic gameplay, that is, changing the environment of the space, most of the mold problems can be solved. And there is no problem of demoulding.

And if there are more useful spells, then even better!

With magic and your own knowledge, many things will become very simple.

He had thought about this when he met Guangchengzi before, but now that he saw Sanqing, Li Ke's thoughts became even more urgent.

Industry can keep ordinary people alive, have a certain ability to attack spellcasters, and feed more people.

But he also has his own concerns.

That is the prehistoric tribes. There are not a few prehistoric tribes with wisdom. These people also have their own spellcasters. Who knows what the effects of various strange spells are. If the industry is stolen by these people...

Li Ke's head hurt from thinking about it, so he looked at Sanqing who was anxiously discussing countermeasures.

Then I heard a piece of news.

"Is Shennong still unwilling to leave?"

Taishang Laojun looked at Yuanshi Tianzun seriously, while Yuanshi Tianzun nodded helplessly.

"Many of the Shennong clan's farmland has not yet been harvested, so they are unwilling to leave, and they have also built residences in the mountains. They say that when the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan fight over them, they can just go to the mountains. "

Yuanshi Tianzun's tone was really helpless, and Master Tongtian even frowned and spoke.

"But the problem is different now. The ancestors, dragons, ancestors, and phoenixes have even passed on their own magic to their descendants. Moreover, the dragon and phoenix tribes have more innate saints. There are at least three more dragons and phoenixes who can use magic now than a hundred years ago. Ten times! It’s not comparable to the lone dragons he encountered!”

The Tongtian leader's tone was also full of anxiety, and he was really satisfied with the Shennong clan's unwillingness to migrate, but Taishang Laojun shook his head.

"There is nothing we can do about it. The Shennong clan is based on farming, otherwise they would not be able to feed so many people and become the leader of our human race. And once they come here, what can they eat? With other races We also came to Buzhou Mountain. Sooner or later there will be a shortage of food here, and once there is insufficient food, the Zixiao guests will not be able to unite. At that time, they will have to choose between the Dragon Clan or the Phoenix Clan. "

Taishang Laojun was very anxious about this. Even they all had to eat. Usually, the unintelligent beasts could survive by relying on the fruits and grass seeds from Buzhou Mountain. But with so many people, although Buzhou Mountain is big, but There is not enough food for so many people.

But Lord Tongtian spoke.

"We can unite some prehistoric races to hunt dragons and phoenixes, and we can also ask other human races to help with farming, didn't Xiao Guangchengzi say? In that place called the Xiong Clan, isn't there a lot of food that can produce multiple seeds? ?”

"You mean, let our human race support other races in the prehistoric era? Brother! People from other races are simply not trustworthy! Don't think that they can stand with us just because you have a good relationship with them! Although the prehistoric era is big , but we humans can only rely on ourselves after all!”

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke decisively, but the Tongtian Cult Leader spoke.

"But isn't the teacher a human race? Why is he nice to us? Have you forgotten what the teacher said? The shape of the body can change. Millions of years ago, we were like those bears, rabbits, deer, and Rats and other things are also part of the same family! And going back even further, all of us have a common ancestor!”

The words of Master Tongtian made Yuanshi Tianzun's beard tremble, but Yuanshi Tianzun did not refute.

Because Hongjun is indeed not a human race, because for Hongjun, there has always been only one definition of human beings.

Have wisdom.

Anyone who possesses self-intelligence and can hear, see, smell, eat and excrete is recognized by Hongjun as a 'person'.

For him, no matter what form you are in, as long as you are intelligent and willing to treat other intelligent creatures well, then you are a human being.

This is also the reason why there are so many Zixiao customers.

Seeing his two younger brothers quarreling, Taishang Laojun spoke quickly.

"Okay, stop arguing. As for the Shennong clan... we still have to protect those humans who are willing to accept our protection, and we can only let them fend for themselves."

Taishang Laojun sighed.

"In this era, there are many great masters. We, the old men of the human race who have lived for so many years, don't know what the world will be like. Even the teacher who has lived for countless years doesn't know... It's normal that Shennong can't see clearly. It's a pity that the human race will suffer a heavy blow because of a leader who can't see the situation clearly, and even perish in the prehistoric world, and the Shennong tribe will be cut off."

He sighed for a long time.

"Besides, it's not that there were only a few hundred people left in the human race. Didn't we also come here? Shennong's heavy blow may be a good thing for the human race. It can also tell other human tribes that the times have changed, and the era of great masters running rampant in the world is coming. And this must be declared with countless blood... As for the dead... After all, the prehistoric world treats every race equally, without mercy or hatred. How far a race or a tribe can go depends on their own choices."

There is compassion on the face of Taishang Laojun, but also helplessness.

Then, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu also sighed, with sad expressions on their faces.

Obviously, in their eyes, Shennong was basically doomed to bad luck.

Because the era of magic has come.