Fire clouds rolled, and the Kowloon chariot flew through the empty sky toward Yaoshan City.
Ji Hao sat on the Kowloon chariot, looking sideways at the mountains and rivers passing rapidly below. The Ten Thousand Currents Returning to the Void Formation has been completed, and the floods on the earth are slowly receding. In many places, turbid waves are still rolling in some large rivers, small rivers, large lakes and deep pools.
However, the situation is much better than when the flood was at its craziest. There are already patches of land of various sizes rising out of the water beside waterways of all sizes. Simple thatched huts and huts were even built on some flat land, forming a series of small and simple camps.
Countless hard-working human beings, dragging their skinny and tired bodies, with smiles full of yearning, worked their best on these lands. They opened up fields, took out the grain seeds that they had worked so hard to save during the flood, and put them into the fields one by one with great care.
The earth of Pangu's world is generous and loving. As long as you are willing to work hard and sweat, the seeds you plant will definitely give you rich rewards. No matter how many disasters generations of human beings have suffered, they are full of confidence in this land.
Plant a seed today, and in a few months, you will harvest thousands of grains of food.
As long as you have land and work hard, you will gain something. When you are full, you will have the strength to open up more fields, rebuild villages, towns, and cities, create new homes, and multiply your children and grandchildren.
"The people of the human race are all good." Ji Hao suddenly smiled, his heart felt warm, and there was an inexplicable warm power lingering throughout his body. His Taoist body was trembling slightly, and he felt the greatest life force from these ordinary mortals.
In the political hall, when Ji Hao looked at the clan elites who held high positions and had the ability to move mountains and reclaim seas, what he felt was coldness, decay, ruthlessness, and cruelty. Only when he saw these mortals did Ji Hao feel a different kind of vitality.
Uncle Gongsun and the others were cold, rotten, ruthless, and cruel, so Ji Hao dared to kill them with his sword, leaving them with heads rolling and blood flowing like rivers. These mortals are so humble but so warm and energetic, so Ji Hao is full of warm love for them. He is willing to use everything he has to protect these mortals who have little power but represent all power. .
"Yeah, Emperor Shun is so awesome!" Manman sat aside, chewing a fruit with big mouthfuls, until his face was covered with juice, while complaining vaguely: "He is the Emperor of Humanity, the leader of all races. King! No one listens to what he says, it’s true! Look at my father, in the Southern Wilderness, which tribe dares not to listen to my father’s words and just wipe out their whole family!"
Shaking his head, Manman sighed: "Di Shun, the human emperor, has done such an embarrassing job!"
Ji Hao helplessly slapped Manman's head and let out a long sigh: "Di Shun, he is a good person... Good people are bound to be wronged!"
Manman suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Hao with a hint of danger: "Yeah? You said Dad is a bad person?"
Ji Hao burst out laughing, pulling Man Man's delicate earlobe and shaking it a few times: "Master Zhu Rong is not a bad person, he is a fierce person! People in the world tend to bully the weak and fear the strong. If you are more fierce, no one will dare to provoke you. Naturally, I will listen to you obediently! Of course, while Master Zhu Rong is a vicious person, he must also be a good person."
To be fair, Zhu Rong is really a good person. At least the people of Southern Wilderness were able to live and work in peace and contentment under his governance. In particular, Zhu Rong's lineage suppressed the first generation of Chi You for generations. This achievement is also worthy of admiration.
Man Man nodded with satisfaction. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Ji Hao with confusion: "Then, why can't Emperor Shun be a murderer?"
Ji Hao was silent for a while, then he raised his head, looked at the sky and said lightly: "Because the human race has too many concerns and respects their ancestors too much. Respecting the elderly and respecting the bloodline clan is a good thing. Human race, From the ancient times, the human race has relied on the close unity of each family to allow the human race to flourish to this day, so in the human race's bones, the clan bloodline has always been taken very seriously."
"Di Shun is a good man, so he also pays special respect to his elders... He is a descendant of Emperor Zhuanxu and a direct descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan. The Xiong family is the ancestral lineage of Emperor Xuanyuan. How can Emperor Shun be related to the Xiong family? What about falling out?"
Ji Hao spread his hands helplessly and said calmly: "Not only the Xiong clan, but also the Gaoyang clan, the Yunyang clan, the Youchao clan, and the Suiren clan, they are all big clans of the human race, and the totem battle of each of their clans The totems on the flag represent the origin of the human race's bloodline... All the human race people, even the most humble people in the most remote places, know that those totems represent their ancestors."
Ancestors, just like this piece of sky and this piece of land, are sacred and inviolable!
Therefore, Gongsun Bo and other clan leaders are the incarnations of the totems of human ancestors, and they are born with an aura of sanctity. Except for Ji Hao, who came from a later generation and had the character of "revenge", even Emperor Shun would not be able to fight against the clan.
Manman nodded as if he didn't understand, threw the fruit core in his hand outside the Kowloon carriage, grabbed a fire dragon coiled around Ji Hao's thigh, and wiped it clean on his hot scales. tiny hand.
Sighing heavily, Manman looked at Ji Hao and said seriously: "Ji Hao, if they really bully people, then let's go back to Southern Wilderness. When we return to Southern Wilderness, no one will dare to provoke us!"
Ji Hao glanced at Manman with a strange expression. He pointed to the south and said in a deep voice: "Perhaps it's not us returning to Nanhuang, but Nanhuang coming to find us. Uncle Wen Ming's Wanliu Guixu Formation , it’s a bit ridiculously powerful!”
While talking and laughing, the Kowloon chariot arrived at an altitude less than a hundred miles away from Yaoshan City.
Looking down from the air, the farmland, villages and towns in all directions of Yaoshan City were washed away by the flood and turned into a piece of white land. Countless black spots surrounded Yaoshan City from four directions: southeast, northwest, and among them, there were dozens of floating battle forts produced by the Xiu clan alone, large and small.
Divine consciousness was like running water, sweeping over the surrounding armies. What made Ji Hao quite speechless was that among the huge armies around him, 99% were foreign warriors, and there were very few real human warriors. Moreover, Ji Hao observed their words and deeds, and it seemed that these human warriors only existed as guides and liaison officers.
Those who actually commanded the mobilization of the army were a group of Yu clan nobles wearing gorgeous robes and armor on a floating battle fortress.
These nobles of the Yu clan with arrogant expressions were pointing at the Yaoshan City on a witchcraft sand table, as if they were studying where to start the attack.
Countless alien spirit slaves carried various weapons. They dug ditches and built walls around Yaoshan City, as if to completely block Yaoshan City and turn Yaoshan City into a desperate situation.
(End of chapter)