Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

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"It's a pity that little Fuxi is a man."

This sentence is not aimless, but because since the birth of the human race, no matter how many tribes it has dispersed into, the patriarchs have always been women.

The first human being created by the Nuwa sage is a woman!

From this point alone, the status of women appears to be higher.

In addition, there is a clear division of labor in each tribe, and production and life tasks are performed separately by age and gender.

Young and middle-aged men are responsible for the tasks of hunting, farming and defending against wild animals; while women of the same age not only have to undertake the same tasks, but also engage in tasks such as gathering, making food, procreating children, and taking care of the elderly.

The most important thing is that the human race has not formed a marriage system so far. Basically, young men and women get married when they see each other.

The newly born babies live with their mothers and are raised by the tribe together.

Because of this, newborns only know their mother, but they don't know who their father is.

Many times, even their mothers don't know.

This makes women have a higher cohesion in the tribe, with blood as the bond, forming a matrilineal clan.

The Huaxu Department where Xiao Fuxi belongs is a typical example.

His mother, Huaxu, was the daughter of the previous patriarch. After the death of the old patriarch, she was elected as the new patriarch of the Huaxu tribe.

If little Fuxi is a woman, then there is basically no suspense for him to inherit the position of patriarch in the future.

It is precisely because of this that some people express such emotion.

Little Fuxi hadn't thought about becoming a patriarch, at least he hadn't thought about it yet.

After all, he is only a three-year-old child.

Although he is smart and precocious, his mind is still very simple and he only wants to solve the current crisis that the tribe is facing.

So after hearing that sigh, he didn't think much about it.

A group of people walked back in silence.

The bull was too huge, so we could only leave two people here to watch it, and then go back and call some helpers to haul it back together.

In the air, a little bird flew over and landed on the dark clouds. It turned into a girl with bright eyes and kind eyes, and saluted respectfully to the Changchun Taoist: "See you, Master."

"Ah."

Changchun Taoist responded lightly, "Someone is here, you go to accept apprentices on behalf of the master, and accept Fuxi as a registered disciple."

"As ordered!"

The little oriole's respectful voice should be yes.

Although she was a little curious about who would come, but in front of Changchun Taoist, she was a little cautious and afraid, turned around and turned into a bird and flew down.

Changchun Taoist still sat cross-legged on the cloud with a blank expression on his face, his figure was straight and straight, like a big gun.

Not long after, a white cloud drifted over.

On the cloud was an old man with white beard and hair riding a green bull, and beside him was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

When Baiyun and Wuyun converged, the old man on the bull was the first to speak, "Why do fellow Taoists block my way?"

Changchun Taoist sat on top of the dark clouds, and said expressionlessly, "It's not that I'm blocking your way, but that the sage came a step late, and Fuxi has already been accepted as my registered disciple."

The old man riding the bull nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I heard that Fellow Daoist Changqing chopped up a corpse a few days ago, so it must be Fellow Daoist."

Changchun Taoist gave a "hmm", his face was still expressionless.

The old man riding the bull didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "It turned out that it was the evil corpse of Fellow Daoist Changqing. It seems that Nuwa junior sister can't even trust me as a senior brother."

Changchun Taoist just looked at him and remained silent.

The old man riding the bull sighed, "Since the junior sister has moved all the Taoist friends out, I can't fight anymore. But the emperor gave Fuxi, and the junior sister who is the emperor of the earth and the emperor of the emperor will not participate anymore. ?”

Changchun Taoist nodded.

The old man riding the bull smiled, looked at the thick-eyed young man who was following him and said, "Xuandu, let's go."

Xuan Du glanced at Changchun Taoist, hesitated for a moment, and still performed a half-teacher ceremony, then led the green bull and walked eastward.

Changchun Taoist watched them disappear into the sky, and turned his eyes to the west again.

A moment later, a handsome young man came on a cloud and landed in front of him.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for repairing the God-killing Spear!"

Changchun Taoist nodded, looked at the handsome young man and said, "Sage Zhunti came here for the Emperor's throne?"

Zhunti nodded, then shook his head again, "Yes and no!"

Changchun Taoist stared at him and waited for the next sentence.

Zhunti didn't wait for him to speak, so he had to go on and say: "Before I found out that fellow Taoist Fuxi was reincarnated as a human race, I was aware of Senior Sister Nuwa's plan. I came here to see fellow Taoist, just to ask, the emperor , Human Emperor and Five Emperors, can you give me the West?"

Changchun Taoist said expressionlessly: "I only take the title of Emperor, and the rest will not participate."

Zhunti nodded, "Since that's the case, then I can rest assured."