Journey to the West: From the Primordial Era

Whether Du Yuanxun and Mei Bo live or die is just a minor matter and will not affect the overall situation.

Even if Emperor Xin changed his mind at this time and prepared to strengthen his roots and stop acting drastically, it would be difficult for him to escape the fate of the destruction of the Shang Dynasty.

"The Shang Dynasty was supported by the disciples of Tongtian Patriarch. Tongtian Patriarch's luck was too strong. In addition, Daoist Patriarch Hongjun intended to suppress the Three Pure Ones. Emperor Xin also offended Nuwa, and the two Western Saints wanted to rise again. The end of the Shang Dynasty was already determined and difficult to change. The important thing is that the Three Pure Ones are not united, and the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect are in opposition!"

If this world were a lower realm devoid of immortals and gods, Emperor Xin might still be able to defy fate with his own abilities. But in the Conferred Gods world, sages adhered to the Way of Heaven, and with a single thought, they could shake the will of Heaven.

No one has ever offended a saint and still lived in peace.

Of course, the Human Emperor gathered the power of humanity, and the Saint Nuwa and the two Western Saints wanted to destroy the Human Emperor and break the fate of the Jie Sect, but the Saints themselves would also be stained with great karma. But after all, Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the human race, and her brother Fuxi is the leader of the Three Emperors of the human race...

Qin Hua's divine fetus clone is standing on Jishan at this time. He will not join forces with Emperor Xin. Qin Hua's layout of this divine fetus clone is very simple, which is to support the human race's forces, delay the canonization of gods, and give his original body time to break through to the Hongmeng Avenue Saint before Hongjun merges with the Dao.

This was originally the core of the Dongyi tribe and the location of the royal capital.

During the Eastern Expedition, Qingzhou Marquis Xuanzong had led his elite troops into the city to engage in a fierce battle with the Dongyi warriors. Later, Qin Hua's clone recovered the broken Sun-Shooting Arrow. Now, Qin Hua revisited the old place, standing on the top of Jishan Mountain and looking down.

The capital city, which had been attacked and destroyed, was restored to its original state after being repaired by Marquis Yuanzhou. The people in the city had returned to normal after the panic of the past few days.

Yuanzhou and Linzi are neighbors, and merchants from Linzi often come to Yuanzhou to purchase various fur materials.

News of Linzi's situation had also reached Yuanzhou. Virtually all of Yuanzhou's citizens secretly envied the people of Linzi. So, when they learned that Yuanzhou would eventually annex Linzi, their hearts quickly swung to their side. Within the city, teams of soldiers maintained order.

There were also some minor officials in official uniforms posting recruitment notices and beating drums and gongs, preparing to recruit soldiers from Yuanzhou City.

"Chief, we have recruited 13,000 strong men today, and a total of 30,000 in three days."

Qin Hua was accompanied by Ding Ce, Gan Cen, Dong Zhong and others.

Gan Cen reported the situation in a low voice.

"Thirty thousand soldiers are not enough to control Yuanzhou! We must continue to recruit strong men!"

Qin Hua said lightly.

Yuanzhou was the heartland of the Dongyi people. After the other eight states had annexed most of its territory, a million li of land remained. This million li of land was endless plains with few mountain ranges. If all of it were cultivated into farmland, the food and fodder produced in one area would be enough to supply the entire Qingzhou.

However, to fully develop Yuanzhou, at least tens of millions of people are needed.

Qingzhou was doing fine, with a sufficient population to support its territory, but Linzi and the newly acquired Yuanzhou were both short on people. Yuanzhou, in particular, had only a little over a million people in total, with a few hundred thousand slaves. It was a vast territory, but a sparse population...

"Alas, even a good cook cannot cook without rice. Humanity is about rallying the masses. Without the support of enough people, even if I manage to support my son Xuanzong to ascend the throne of the Human Emperor, my foundation will be unstable!"

The human way and the immortal way are different.

The Immortal Path is a method of cultivating transcendence, focusing primarily on self-cultivation. However, the Human Path, especially the Human Emperor, does not require powerful cultivation to maintain its position.

What the Human Emperor needs is benevolence, virtue and wisdom, and he needs to be recognized by the people of the human race.

In the original plot, Xiqi was able to capture Chaoge and establish the Great Zhou because Xiqi itself had the support of a quarter of the people in the west and had an extremely deep foundation.

Qingzhou has only tens of millions of people, far less than Xiqi.

"It would be great if I could move the tens of millions of people from my clone's place to Qingzhou... With tens of millions of people, I could directly stabilize Yuanzhou, and even use it as a base to plot against the other seven states of Dongyi!"

Qin Hua had the same thought.

When I learned that tens of millions of people living near Qingniu Gorge were killed in the flood, I felt extremely sad.

However, the shortage of people was not fatal to Qingzhou. The territories of other eastern vassal states were not short of people, especially slaves. There was still some time before the formal launch of the army. As long as they continued to attract people, purchase slaves, and continuously encroach on Donglu during this period, they would eventually accumulate sufficient resources.

"Chief, the population of Yuanzhou is very small. Even if we recruit more, we can only recruit 100,000 at most. However, it is still a bit difficult to defend Yuanzhou with 100,000 soldiers!"

Ding Ce spoke out.

Qin Hua smiled and said, "You mean Mengzhou in Donglu? Donglu has just suffered a great defeat, and the morale of the army is in turmoil. They dare not send troops from Mengzhou for the time being!"

"One hundred thousand soldiers and horses are more than enough!"

Yuanzhou is a place with convenient transportation. It borders Mengzhou in Donglu. The last time Li Jing led his army, he crossed the border from Yuanzhou to attack Mengzhou.

There are still more than 300,000 soldiers stationed in Mengzhou.

If Mengzhou suddenly sent out troops at this time, given Yuanzhou's current situation, it would definitely be conquered by the other side unless most of the troops were mobilized from Linzi.

As a subordinate, Ding Ce naturally had to consider things carefully to avoid making any mistakes.

Even though he knew in his heart that Mengzhou did not dare to send troops, he still had to remind them.

"Okay, let's put the matter of Yuanzhou aside for now. I heard that in ancient times, a great sage named Houji cultivated on Jishan Mountain and taught humans the art of growing grains. There's even a Houji Temple here, but I wonder if it's still there!"

Qin Hua changed the subject.

As he spoke, his eyes flickered with a faint spiritual light as he scanned Jishan. In his gaze, the entire Jishan sky was shrouded in vital energy. On one side of the mountain, a faint wisp of incense power transformed into five colors, enveloping an area.

Qin Hua took a step forward immediately, and Ding Ce, Gan Cen and others hurriedly followed.

Soon, everyone arrived at the place where Qin Hua Guanqi had discovered.

The mountains here are lush and green, with tangled vegetation. On a platform near the top of the mountain, there is a deserted ancestral hall. Half of the hall has collapsed, and the beams and pillars are crooked.

Overgrown with vegetation.

However, the statue in the ancestral hall barely stood still. In front of the statue, there was a tilted incense burner covered with dust and cobwebs. It was obvious that this place had been abandoned for a long time and was rarely visited.

"Houji Temple is still there!"

Qin Hua curled his lips, smiled, and looked around at everyone, saying, "Hou Ji is a sage of the human race. As descendants, how can we sit idly by and watch the ancestral hall of the sage fall into disrepair? General Ding, send a message to gather 100 craftsmen and 500 strong men to come here and rebuild the Hou Ji ancestral hall!"

Ding Ce quickly bowed and said, "I obey your orders!"

The most important thing in the country is to sacrifice to the army.

Houji was a sage of the human race who pioneered farming and was revered as the God of Grains. Even when the Emperor ascended the throne, he offered incense to him when offering sacrifices to the ancestors of the human race. Therefore, Ding Ce, Gan Cen, and others had no objection and believed that repairing the Houji Temple was the right thing to do.

Qin Hua walked into the ancestral hall.

Looking at the mottled statue, he secretly urged the mysterious light of creation, and three divine incense sticks appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Seeing this, Gan Cen hurried forward to straighten the incense burner and wipe it.

Qin Hua stepped forward with a serious expression. Three incense sticks spontaneously ignited without fire, and he respectfully placed them in the incense burner. Although this ancestral hall was abandoned, as long as the temple remained standing, it still held inspiration. Just now, Qin Hua's divine fetus clone had used the Qi-observing technique to observe and detected a trace of divine power still lingering here.

At this time, three incense sticks rose up and turned into a five-colored auspicious cloud in the void, and then the auspicious cloud sank into the void.

In a cave world with a radius of billions of miles.

A large amount of grains are grown in tens of thousands of acres of fields. Some of the rice grains are extremely plump. If you peel the rice grains, the grains inside are oval, round and shiny, and emit a unique fragrance.

Any grain of rice eaten by an ordinary person can strengthen his muscles and cleanse his marrow, filling his body with qi and blood, and reaching the level of a human warrior!

And in the tens of thousands of acres of land, there are more than billions of grains of rice growing.

Above the field, wisps of the scent of rice gathered together and even condensed into five-colored auspicious light.

At the edge of the field, two men wearing linen clothes and with rustic looks were observing the situation in the field.

"Hou Ji, the five-colored divine rice you planted has a profound essence and is of a higher grade. The rice you harvested this time is enough to train tens of millions of elite soldiers for the human race! It is truly a treasure for our race!"

One of the men looked at the rice and sighed.

The Conferred Gods world is vast and boundless, and the fact that the human race can become the leader of all races is naturally extraordinary. In the outside world of Shenzhou, the Great Shang Dynasty thrives, and there are countless ordinary people who are the foundation of the human race.

The essence of the human race lies in this cave world covering billions of miles.

This cave world is the Fire Cloud Cave, the holy land of the human race!

In the cave world, there are countless elite human beings. When the emperors of all generations ascended to heaven, a large number of wise ministers, generals, and elite soldiers entered this cave world.

Over countless years, the Dongtian World has accumulated countless soldiers and horses, wise ministers and generals, as well as the emperors and powerful people of the human race.

Any elite force sent out can easily sweep across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

However, the human race is known as the leader of all races, and occupies the human way among the three elements of heaven, earth and man. Its luck is extremely powerful. Even the Kongtong Seal, which was created to suppress the luck of the human race, is not enough.

Therefore, the Three Sovereigns of the human race, as well as the previous kings and wise ministers, lived in seclusion in the Fire Cloud Cave, and used the entire world of the Fire Cloud Cave to gather the power of humanity to suppress fate.

With the mediation of the Three Emperors of the human race, it is possible to ensure that the destiny of humanity will remain stable on earth and continue forever.

"The Five-Colored Divine Valley can only replenish the blood and energy of the tribe members. It is not a treasure!"

The man called Hou Ji shook his head, still somewhat dissatisfied with the rice in the field.

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