One Planet for Everyone: Starting to Build a Cultivation Civilization

Compared with the conflict between humans and demons, the conflict between humans and spirit beasts is less intense, but it does exist and has a considerable impact.

In the eyes of many human monks, spirit beasts are just livestock and a tool.

Only a very small number of people will really treat spirit beasts as their partners and treat each other with courtesy.

For those spirit beasts that are still active in the mountains and refuse to succumb to humans, they are even more merciless, almost to the point of killing them all.

And the hatred of the spirit beasts towards humans has never disappeared, it's just that some spirit beasts hide in their hearts, while others take action.

The conflict between spirit beasts and demons is relatively minimal.

The demon originally came from the form of a beast. If we trace back to the origin, the two races have an inseparable blood relationship.

Moreover, humans occupy the absolute dominance on Blue Star, which puts a lot of pressure on the other two races. Therefore, the main conflicts are all related to humans, and the conflicts between spirit beasts and demons appear to be less serious.

But if one day the human race no longer rules the world, the conflict between the spirit beasts and the monster race will definitely erupt, and even evolve to the point of endless death, it is not impossible.

Not only the contradictions between races are very intense, but also the contradictions within each race are also sharp.

Among the monks of the human race, due to different cultivation systems, different fighting methods, and different ideas and concepts, countless conflicts broke out.

Among the monster races, there are also constant disputes over whether or not to use the human race's essence to cultivate.

As for spirit beasts, spirit beasts that serve as mounts for humans look down on spirit beasts that serve as pets for humans, and spirit beasts that rule the mountains look down on all spirit beasts that succumb to humans. The chain of contempt is very complete.

This era is no longer the time when the civilization of cultivating immortals has just started. At that time, it was still possible to unify the mind and maintain the stable development of the Great Xia Dynasty.

However, in this era of blooming flowers, various cultivation systems emerge one after another, and there are many differences in ideas and concepts. Forcibly maintaining stability will only be counterproductive.

"The weather in Daxia should change."

As the first dynasty in the human history of Blue Star, it is also the only dynasty so far. It has existed for a full 12 years and has witnessed the complete process of the entire human civilization from weak to strong.

In the history that Yang Fan learned in his previous life, the secular dynasty existed for at most a few hundred years.

The reason why the Great Xia Dynasty on the Blue Star can exist for 12 years is because on the Blue Star, it is not those mortals who rise up that decide the fate of a dynasty, but those cultivators who sit cross-legged on a high mountain and practice.

This is a special result caused by the civilization of cultivating immortals, but no matter how special it is, it cannot avoid the fate of the Great Xia Dynasty's demise.

In the absence of alien civilization invasion, the contradictions within the planet are the main contradictions, and splitting is almost inevitable.

In this era, although the Breaking Wave Sect is still the most powerful sect in the entire human civilization, it is gradually unable to control the increasingly turbulent world of cultivating immortals.

What's more, even in the Breaking Waves Sect, there are many completely different voices, and they dislike each other, and the tendency to split is getting bigger and bigger.

Since this violent storm was unavoidable, Yang Fan decided to find a suitable opportunity to detonate it himself, leading this turmoil to develop in a direction that is beneficial to the entire civilization of cultivating immortals.

Yang Fan silently observed the situation on Blue Star, and focused on the Yaozu.

After tens of thousands of years of development, the monster race has begun to take shape at this time, and there is a faint tendency to compete with the human race.

But most of the monsters are withdrawn and lonely, and it is difficult to gather their strength together.

The entire monster clan is in a state of disunity, and they need a good enough monster to lead them to complete the breakthrough from zero to one.

Yang Fan scanned the area where the Yaozu was active, and finally his eyes stayed in a simple orphanage.

There, a boy with two large bags hanging from his forehead was walking towards the kitchen with a bucket in his hands.

Even an adult would be out of breath carrying these two full buckets of water, but he walked briskly, without changing his expression or heartbeat, walking very smoothly all the way, not a single drop of water spilled from the bucket.

When he came to the kitchen, the boy put down two buckets of water, grabbed the other two empty buckets, and was about to fetch another two buckets of water, but was caught by the sound of chopping meat in the kitchen.

He stepped forward and saw a familiar face.

It was a skinny middle-aged man, his eyes were as big as copper bells, his mouth was slightly opened, his tongue naturally dropped out of his mouth, and sticky saliva dripped down the tip of his tongue drop by drop.

A taupe tail protruded from his crotch and fell to the ground, shaking slightly as he swung the kitchen knife.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice the boy's existence. He still held the kitchen knife in his hand and kept slashing. Minced meat flew across the cutting board and blood splashed everywhere.

"Uncle Sun, your tail is showing again!"

The boy yelled, and the middle-aged man stopped waving the kitchen knife, his neck turned stiffly, and the boy's slightly angry little face was reflected in his bloodshot eyes.

"Uncle Sun, didn't you teach us, you must hide the part of yourself that is not fully transformed, otherwise it will be a catastrophe if it is discovered by a human monk!"

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and smiled: "Xiaolong, it's uncle's fault. Thinking about having meat to eat today, I'm a little over excited."

The middle-aged man put down the kitchen knife in his hand, wiped the blood, picked up the boy, and touched the two bulging bumps on his head.

"Xiaolong, did you see any strange people outside today?"

The boy thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No, just when I brought in the water, I always felt that someone was looking at me, but I couldn't tell where that person was."

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly after hearing this, he quickly put down the boy, and checked outside the kitchen, but found nothing.

"Uncle, don't be nervous, maybe I feel wrong. If there were human monks around here, we would have been killed by them long ago, how can we stand here and talk?"

The middle-aged man's face softened a little, and he walked back to the kitchen, took out a stack of dumpling wrappers from the cupboard, and wrapped the minced meat into it bit by bit.

"Xiaolong, do you want to eat meat with uncle today?"

The boy quickly shook his head: "No, no, let alone eating meat, if I smell a little meat, the two horns on the top of my head will pop out like crazy, and I can't suppress it."

"and……"

A hint of surprise appeared on the face of the middle-aged man: "And what?"

The boy looked at the pile of minced meat stuck to the chopping board, and said sadly: "I don't know why, when I see that pile of meat, I... will think of little wolf."

A sternness flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but there was always a gentle smile on his face.

"Little wolf, he has completely controlled the ability to change form, and no longer shows the characteristics of a spirit beast, so he was adopted by a good family. He may be enjoying the blessing now, so don't miss him any more."