Jiang Lin stood in the endless wilderness, looking up at the sky.
The scorching sunlight becomes gentle here, and the raging snow and wind never invade this territory belonging to the sun god.
The system was telling him the story of this world:
In ancient times, various tribes ruled this land.
Among them, the two most powerful tribes were the Shennong tribe ruled by the sun god Yan Emperor Shennong, and the Tusu tribe ruled by the frost god Binghuang Tusu.
Beyond that, far away from the land, the vast eastern sea is ruled by the Dragon King.
The sea is far away and has never come into contact with the land, so it has always been very mysterious.
On land, small tribes depended on large tribes for survival, and gradually formed the opposing Shennong group and Tusu group.
The relationship between the two sides is extremely bad.
There are many reasons for the poor relationship: for example, the two supreme rulers have opposing divine offices, both sides want to become the most powerful tribe on land, or the sun and frost are simply incompatible.
In the eyes of many people of the Tusu tribe, there is actually a most direct reason why they dislike the Shennong tribe: jealousy.
Yan Emperor was the sun god and also served as the god of agriculture.
The earth was especially kind to this tribe, and Shennong's tribe was always sunny. They had the warmest climate and the most fertile land.
Emperor Yan personally went to the fields to cultivate the land, tried various herbs, and discovered many new edible species for the Shennong tribe.
The people of the Shennong tribe loved their gods. They never had to go hungry or worry about the bad climate.
They lived happily and peacefully.
Tu Su is at the other extreme.
The territory of the God of Frost is in the northernmost part of the continent. It is covered with ice and snow all year round, the climate is extremely cold, and no grass can grow.
Although the Frost God is a god and his descendants are gods, his tribal subjects are just ordinary people.
As the people of the God of Frost, although the humans of the Tusu tribe can withstand a certain degree of severe cold, it is not a pleasant feeling to live in the ice and snow.
Not to mention, the Frost God's duties also include destruction and eternal night, neither of which can bring any food or warmth to the Tusu tribe.
It was difficult for them to obtain enough food through planting. For food and survival, they could only invade, expand and plunder.
In this situation, they learned that there was a Shennong tribe in the warm south, where it was spring all year round, and the people in their tribe had no worries about food and clothing, no need to fight, and no need to experience wind and snow.
It's really disgusting and jealous.
The Shennong tribe was a tribe that loved peace and tranquility. They hated the Tusu tribe's domineering spirit of burning, killing and looting, and they hated each other as well.
The relationship between the two sides is getting worse and worse.
When the system said this, it found that the host seemed to be stunned.
He comforted her, "You have never experienced this kind of world of ancient gods, have you? Don't be afraid, I will tell you the plot and help you avoid those dangers."
Jiang Lin still didn't speak.
The system continues to speak.
Jiang Lin's body is called Jiang, and he is the youngest son of Emperor Yan. When his mother gave birth to him, Emperor Yan had just discovered a new crop that could be used for food and medicine, and he named it Jiang.
To celebrate the discovery of the new crop, he named his newborn son Jiang.
Later, when Jiang was three years old, Emperor Yan sensed the power of the god of agriculture in him.
This son inherited the power of the god of agriculture in his blood!
Emperor Yan was overjoyed. His previous children had inherited the power of the sun god from his bloodline. They were gifted, brave and warlike, and were all first-class warriors.
But he was always worried in his heart: the power of the sun god was indeed strong, and it was a barrier to protect the peace of the tribe.
But the power of the god of agriculture is the foundation for his people to live and work in peace and contentment.
Gods have long lives, but they are not immortal after all.
He has always been worried about what would happen if he fell into a deep sleep one day and the Shennong tribe lost the protection of the god of agriculture.
Now I finally don't have to worry.
The youngest son Jiang was not as strong as his brothers and sisters since birth. He was born fair and tender with a slender frame. He was a beautiful but weak little prince.
Emperor Yan loved him the most.
But when Jiang grew up, he was very dissatisfied with his bloodline of the god of agriculture.
He longed for the same powerful strength and physique as his brothers and sisters. He despised his own frail body and looked down on the gentle power of the God of Agriculture. He even refused to cooperate when Yan Emperor taught him how to use the power of the God of Agriculture.
He is the youngest, and his youngest sister Huan is nearly a thousand years older than him. The whole family dotes on him.
Emperor Yan had fulfilled a big wish, and considering that he still had a long life ahead of him, he did not force him.
Jiang was a sensitive, self-abased and naive person. He often went to a place far away from the tribe, sat there in a daze and talked about his troubles. Although this place was far away, it was still within the Shennong tribe. If someone dared to harm him, Emperor Yan would naturally be able to sense it.
Over time, everyone in the Shennong tribe knew the little prince's habits.
The people of the Tusu tribe also knew that the Shennong tribe had a little prince who inherited the power of the god of agriculture. The little prince was not very strong in fighting and often disappeared to deserted places.
One day Jiang met a strange man named Ziqi.
The man was tall, with handsome features, and had the strong physique that Jiang most desired to possess.
Zi Qi said that he was from a small tribe nearby, and their small tribe had not yet submitted to Shennong, so Jiang did not recognize him.
He told Jiang a lot of interesting things about the outside world, saying that in the west there was a giant bird with a human head that could speak human language and whose wings could emit strange fire; in the vast sea in the east, the most powerful dragons could stir up huge waves and submerge everything in an instant.
Jiang Ting was very excited: he was not strong enough, and he was the only descendant of the God of Agriculture, so Emperor Yan would not allow him to leave the Shennong tribe before he could protect himself.
Young people always yearn for the outside world.
He began to meet Ziqi at the same place every few days.
In addition to telling him stories, Ziqi would also bring him some small gifts he had never seen before.
Jiang felt that she had fallen in love with this man.
He looked forward to every meeting with him, and when he told stories, his attention began to shift from the content of the stories to his face.
Zi Qi has a pair of deep eyes. He looks a little cold when he is not smiling, but when he smiles, he is as warm as spring, like the feeling of the sun shining on your body in the Shennong tribe.
When Ziqi heard him describe it like this, his expression seemed to turn cold.
But the next moment he laughed again, and Jiang thought it was his illusion.
Later, Ziqi plucked up the courage to say that he liked him, but he was of low status and was not worthy of Jiang.
Jiang was so immersed in the fact that the person she liked also liked her that she didn't notice the impatience and disgust in the man's eyes when he said this.
Ziqi began to ask him about some things about the Shennong tribe. Although Jiang was naive, he knew that there were many things that could not be told.
Every time Ziqi heard him refuse, he became a little impatient, even angry, so Jiang would nervously coax him.
Zi Qi got angry again that time. Jiang coaxed him for a long time before Zi Qi told him that he wanted to take him to the eastern sea to see the mermaids with fish tails, beautiful faces, and tears that turned into pearls.
Jiang was in a difficult situation, as he shouldn't have left the tribe.
Ziqi's expression changed: "You still look down on me and don't believe I can protect you. If you don't go, we won't meet again in the future!"
Jiang finally compromised.
He sneaked out of the Shennong tribe and went to the distant East China Sea with Ziqi.
He saw the mermaids on the coast of the East China Sea.
The mermaid was very beautiful. She wore a mermaid gauze that was as light and beautiful as moonlight. She stood in the sea and sang a song that he could not understand.
Jiang turned around excitedly, wanting to share this happiness with Ziqi, but he only saw that the other party stepped back far away and gave him a cold smile.
"Go to hell, Shennong." He understood the lip movements.
The next moment, the mermaid in the sea disappeared, and huge waves surged up and swallowed him.
Jiang is dead.
His soul floats between heaven and earth.
He watched as Emperor Yan grew furious, and the power of the sun evaporated half of the East China Sea. In the end, he stopped because he could not bear to see innocent lives destroyed.
Ziqi disappeared, as if this person had never existed.
Later, a dispute arose between the Shennong tribe and the Tusu tribe, and Emperor Yan was injured and fell into a deep sleep.
The Shennong tribe lost the protection of the god of agriculture. The sunlight in the sky was still warm, but the soil was no longer fertile, the crops lost their vitality, and the yield decreased a lot.
The people of the Shennong tribe, who were accustomed to the gifts from the gods, began a long period of hunger, infighting, and division. By the time they were finally unified, the strength of the Shennong tribe had regressed too much.
Jiang suddenly realized what his father meant when he hugged him and said that he was the future of the tribe when he was a child.
He hated Donghai, hated Ziqi, and hated himself even more.
His soul turned into a divine bird with red feet and white beak. It would take a look at the tribe it loved every day, then fly thousands of miles to the East China Sea.
He didn't know who Zi Qi was, so he waited on the edge of the East China Sea to see if he could see the man again so that he could tell the tribe and alert them.
His cry was mournful and sad, and people who saw him called this bird Jingwei.
Jiang Lin still stood there quietly.
He turned around and looked at the fertile plain before him.
The system said: "Now Jiang has met Ziqi and has begun to fall in love with him. Today is the day you agreed to meet here."
Jiang Lin still didn't speak.
system:
He felt that something was wrong with the host, and after thinking about it carefully, he wondered if he was stimulated by the plot
But this plot is quite ordinary and not too exaggerated.
He urged again: "Host? What are you thinking about?"
Jiang Lin finally withdrew his gaze from the distance.
His eyes sparkled with a blazing light: "So, system, in this world, I am the son of Shennong?"
System: “That’s right.”
Jiang Lin's tone was filled with a hint of excitement: "I also have the blood of the God of Agriculture? With the aura of planting?"
The system had sensed something was a little off, but it still answered honestly: "Yes."
Jiang Lin raised his hand, pointing at the vast expanse of land, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Are these all my lands?"
The system sensed his excitement and paused: "Hmm."
"This world is truly wonderful!" said Jiang Lin.
The system has noticed that the host's attention is completely different from its own.
He reminded: "Host, don't forget your mission. You are about to meet Ziqi. You must avoid death."
Jiang Lin thought for a moment and said, "This is very simple, right? I will meet him today, break off my friendship with him, and then I will stay in the Shennong tribe and farm peacefully from now on. With Emperor Yan here, no one can hurt me."
The more he spoke, the happier he felt: "Ah, I can finally live in peace and realize my ambitions."
The entire land of the Shennong tribe will be contracted by me, Jiang Shennong Lin!