Traveling back to ancient times from the Western Han Dynasty

"No one can hide under the fire. His heart is still with the human race, and everything he does is for the human race."

After the Great Wizard Zhuke finished speaking, there was silence in the room.

A person who disregards the lives of others is still on the side of the human race? This is a joke, but it is also true.

Some people kill without blinking an eye, and even though they are entangled with all kinds of karma and karma, they can still say that they have never killed the wrong person and never feel any regret. Some people like to sacrifice countless people who are judged to be a minority, and they still have justice in their hearts and say that they are partners of justice.

Many times, most people have the same goals, or there are only a few types of goals, and the other side is only a small area. It is only the different perspectives on the goals and the different ways of achieving them that cause many differences.

Cang used others to test medicine and martial arts. If he was not just doing it for his own selfish reasons, then by sacrificing a small number of people outside the city, the ones who would benefit would definitely be the human race.

Yan Fang did not agree with this shady method, but he could understand it. He also realized that the great wizard in front of him did not intend to deal with Cang, but he still had doubts.

"What about He and the blood mosquito, and the people who have been transformed by drugs?"

If the deaths of people outside the city are nothing, then He and the blood mosquitoes are not problems that can be ignored.

"That was done by the demon clan that colluded with him. The person behind him seems to have changed a little."

The demon tribe that was colluding with them was the Bronze Clan, and the one behind them should be the totem wolf god of the Black Horn Clan. Xuan and Yan Fang could both understand what was going on.

"Of course Cang and Tong-kun have gone too far over the years. He, ah, has gone astray."

Ke sighed, with a sad look on his face.

The simple words "overdoing it" and "wrong path" overlook countless sacrifices. The top leaders of this era already had some of the essence of later bureaucrats.

"this is not right."

Xuan struggled slightly. Compared to Yan Fang, who traveled through time from the civilized era, the young Xuan was more idealistic. When he heard such slightly twisted ideas from Ke and Cang, he was still very resistant even though he didn't find any logical loopholes.

"But the road ahead is already very difficult. Our tribe and our human race have reached a bottleneck period. In the past hundred years, there has been no change."

"There are so few talents like Yu."

Ke stroked Xuan's head and said helpless words.

When developing rapidly, everything is good and positive. You are blessed by other people and other races, and you also have your own momentum.

When development stagnates, there is no more room for development, no more resources are obtained, people no longer pay attention to you, and you find yourself powerless. Although you still have positive thoughts, more confusion, madness, and evil will quickly breed. This is true for teenagers who have just graduated from college, and it is also true for communities and empires that have gone through a period of prosperity.

From Yan Fang's perspective, based on the information he has collected from other tribes, the current actions of the Youxiong Tribe cannot be considered correct, but they can be considered merciful.

At least the experiments were not made public, not ostentatious, and not on a large scale. There was also respect for life. In addition, Youxiong has sheltered so many people over the years and there is no discrimination against outsiders.

Although classes began to form, the attitude of the "superior people" such as the satin-bodied people, shamans, and city dwellers towards ordinary people and alienated people was poor, but it was really good compared to other tribes.

You have to know that the "lower class" from other tribes who came to Youxiong were very envious of the treatment of ordinary people here, and they sincerely respected the warriors of Youxiong, thinking that this was an utopia and paradise... Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people coming to rely on Youxiong.

In this era, if one can achieve the same level as Youxiong, the great shamans and leaders of Youxiong generations are not far from being the saints mentioned in Confucianism.

Of course, this is just a relative difference. When Yan Fang was on Earth, his worldview had already matured and he would not be assimilated by these ancients.

"Are you worried that Cang will do something bad to you? He won't. Starting today, I will restrain him too."

Cang made a promise to Xuan and Ke, as if he met with Yan Fang and the others today specifically to enlighten them and did not want them to go astray.

"..."

Xuan was silent.

His experience and the values ​​he developed in the tribe over the years made him seem very powerless in front of "authority". The Great Shaman Zhuke was the person he respected the most.

Yan Fang didn't say anything either. He disagreed with the tribe's affairs and had his own opinions.

If he was really a person of this era, he could have pretended to obey while secretly doing so, agreeing on the surface while secretly accumulating power and looking for like-minded people, and then restore order.

Even if people like Cang are truly for the human race, they should be locked up for at least forty or fifty years. Since he likes research, he should do it in prison, and people like Ke who have wrong ideas should step down.

He is not a keyboard warrior. During the Western Han Dynasty, although he was powerless in the face of the immortals, he had struggled and fought in the human world, so he had the confidence.

But he is just a passer-by. The one who is responsible for this world and the tribe is Xuan, not him. The one who needs to think about right and wrong and grow is Xuan, not him. So at some critical moments, he will give way to Xuan and will not interfere with Xuan's thinking and choices.

"If he makes the wrong choice, I'll make it right."

Yan Fang held this thought.

As a human being, he believes that he has an obligation to contribute to the greatest cause of mankind when appropriate, in addition to intercepting luck and becoming stronger.

"Thank you, Great Witch, for clearing up my confusion."

Finally, Xuan still said these words while looking at the witch, his tone was a little frustrated. He originally thought that by meeting the great witch he could seek justice for the dead and for Feng Xuan and his daughter, but he didn't expect this result.

"Please keep this matter secret, otherwise it may have a very negative impact on the tribe."

When Ke saw that Xuan agreed, he smiled with satisfaction and gave a few more instructions.

Xuan expressed his agreement somewhat weakly, while Yan Fang expressed his agreement with a blank expression, seeming a bit indifferent and a bit heartbroken.

No one can hide their feelings in front of Suihuo. Yan Fang simply cannot put on an act or reveal his emotions appropriately. It is already very difficult to maintain a cold face when certain thoughts that may cause trouble are revealed.

"Wu Zhu, there is also Wu Zhu heritage in the Red Dust Silk, is this a mistake?"

Just as the question was coming to an end, Yan Fang finally asked the question that he really cared about.

Regarding the issue concerning the three leaders Cang and Tong Jun, since it involves the root of Youxiong, Yan Fang had no hope at all. If it could be resolved, that would be the best. If it couldn't be resolved, then it would be a success if he could understand the attitude and character of the chief witch doctor.

The issue of the Red Dust Silk was very important to Yan Fang personally, as it was the inheritance of the witches and the foundation of the clan. In this era, every senior witch could form a small tribe on his own if he went out on his own!

In terms of luck, it is not impossible for Yan Fang to compete for the dragon and become the emperor in the future, which is of great value.

Of course, although Yan Fang coveted the throne of the Human Emperor, and who knows, even if he worked hard all his life, he might never be able to achieve such a high position, he had a premonition that he would not be able to stay in this era for long and would not be able to do anything at all.

"The Dao of Painting is one of the oldest great ways. It is the ancestor of the Dao of Talismans, the Dao of Landscape, and the Dao of Feng Shui. It is extremely mysterious."

"Since you finished the painting, the bear people have become more closely connected to this area. Everyone has been blessed by the mountains and rivers. In the future, there will be more spirits in this area. A witch blessing inheritance is nothing."

Ke shook his head and said that when he spoke to Xuan, he was kind, like an elder talking to a younger person, but when he spoke to Yan Fang, he spoke quite seriously, as if it was a conversation between peers. He didn't know if it was because Yan Fang had made so many contributions.

"This... inheritance is the foundation of the tribe..."

The implication of the dialect is that the Youxiong tribe has a profound heritage, and there must be things that are more comparable to the mortal silk but do not involve the fundamental foundation of the tribe.

The inheritance of witches and shamans involves many causes and effects. It's okay to learn body building from young people like Qing and Xuan, but Yan Fang still feels that it's inappropriate to be involved in cause and effect with a cunning old witch and shaman like the Great Witch.

"Alas, this is the old man's selfishness."

"Friend Yan Dao has a promising future, and I just want to make some good connections with him."

When Ke said this, his face showed a rare look of evil pleasure, looking at Yan Fang as if to say: "We are all smart people, why do you ask when you already know the answer?"

Then Ke said, "It's getting late. I still have a blessing ceremony to complete. I won't stay with you for long."

It was a very obvious order to expel them. Although Yan Fang still had many doubts in his mind, he knew that he could not ask any more questions, so he left with Xuan, who had been in distress and was in a daze.

......

Leaving the central city, the two walked together in the bustling Wucheng.

“Is this correct?”

“It’s not absolutely wrong.”

"But the human race has indeed reached a bottleneck."

"I believe in you, and I believe that more people can create a new path with the right approach."

......

While enlightening and guiding Xuan, Yan Fang also had this realization in his mind.

"I understand a little now. With such an environment and such a concept, even if there is no death calamity, Xuan, you should escape from here."

"Only when you come back mentally mature can you face all this rationally without being disturbed."

......

In another black hut, Ji Ke was still warming himself by the fire, and a purple-robed figure appeared behind him.

"You actually pointed the finger at the Wolf God, who is his disciple."

The purple-robed figure walked to the campfire and spoke to Ke.

"He has indeed changed. I can't lie to Sui Huo. I just gave him some guidance."

Ke said calmly, seeming to be very familiar with the newcomer, and then he continued:

"What's up with the blood mosquito?"

Ke didn't know in advance the direction where the blood mosquitoes and the fake skills were leading.

"I'm trying to weaken the blood mosquito's aggressiveness and blood-sucking ability. Maybe it will be beneficial to the human race."

The young man in purple robe said this lightly, inserting his fingers into the flint fire. The flames coiled around his white fingers, as if to prove to the witch that he had always had "no ill will" towards the human race.

"Humph! Are you sure it's not for the location of the Seven Demons?"

Ke snorted coldly. If he had known that this man was doing this kind of experiment, how could he have cooperated with them?

The Taoist founder Hongjun created seven saints, and then seven demons appeared in the demon path. They will definitely be the leaders of the demon path in the future. Currently, only two demons have appeared.

Of course, now that the Taoist priest’s demon has been eliminated, the cultivation of the two demons is not very strong.

"Everyone takes what he needs."

"That Po Su was just born early, and had some relationship with that saint and several goddesses. She herself has no special talents, but she can be ranked as the leader of the seven demons. Why can't I be the leader?"

The man in purple robe was arrogant and disdainful.

The identity and origin of the witch Posa is known to everyone in the world. It is also a scandal that the Taoists and Buddhists who claim to be righteous dare not talk about. If the witch had not killed her mother with her own hands, even if she occupied the position of the Seven Demon Sons, no one would dare to call her a demon.

"So you, Mochan, are following the example of the Second Demon Child? To connect with the human race?"

There was a lot of sarcasm in Ke's words. He couldn't stand the purple-robed man being so arrogant.

The second demon child is not as famous as Posa. People in the world don’t even know his name. However, when a powerful divination was conducted, it was found that he should have a lot of connections with the human race, and it seems that he has a deep connection with human destiny.

“I am learning from those saints. Their sainthood is more or less related to the human race, isn’t it?

And if the priest hadn't taken the Saint's Tears away, why would I have done so many experiments?"

The sage did not shed tears when Mount Buzhou collapsed, nor did he shed tears when the sky was cracked. But when he was repairing the sky and leaving, and when he was drawing a safety circle in the wilderness, he shed a tear.

It is said that it contains the breath of creation and can bring the dead back to life. It is said that Fuxi, a great mortal, once wanted to use this thing to revive his concubine Mi, but was stopped by Nuwa.

"If they had brought out the Saint's Tears, the human race might have already developed their own cultivation method, but they are sticking to their ancestral teachings!"

"It's obvious that Nuwa and Fuxi could have made you a great tribe if they had given you a little something, but they gave you nothing. One of you left behind a sacrificial system to guard the treasure, and the other gave you a useless Yi Dao and left. How ridiculous is that?"

Mo Chan was dissatisfied with Ke's ridicule, so he mocked the human race and revealed all the secrets.

The dark rift in the Black Wind Mountain was originally suppressed by Nuwa priests using the Saint's Tears, and it would have been eliminated in a few years.

What he didn't know was that after the Nuwa priest escaped, she saved a baby because of the knee of a widower. She also failed to uphold the ancestral teachings, and the child was later named You.

"...It is our blessing if they give us. If they don't give us, how can we force them?"

Having said that, Ke was still puzzled, and even a little confused as to why they would shape this kind of human race in such an era. So he did not speak again.

He didn't go to the Fire Cloud Cave because he couldn't figure this out.

Mo Chan was quite pleased when he saw this, because he knew that when talking about such matters concerning ancestors, Cek would not say a word, because even though he did not understand them, he still respected them and would not say a bad word about them.

"Speaking of which, my cousin was specially selected by me. He is the most careful and attentive in his actions. I didn't expect that he would be exposed after just a few encounters with Yan Fang. This person is also quite interesting."

Then Mo Chan continued speaking with great interest.

"I didn't expect that a few small human races could produce such a person. And when he looked at me before, his expression seemed wrong. Could it be that he discovered me?"

Mo Chan is very interested in Yan Fang. His perspective is different from Ke's, and he can see a lot of things that Yan Fang hides, such as his indifference to authority and rules.

"I promised them before that you can't touch them."

Upon hearing this, Ke's face immediately darkened and his voice became cold.

"Okay, as you wish."

Mo Chan replied with a grin.