Seeing Suiren's surprised expression, Yi couldn't help but smile and said, "I figured it out. I can only watch the tribesmen starve. Instead of doing this, it's better to leave the ancestral land and go to the prehistoric land to fight."

"Maybe our human race will be able to rise in the prehistoric world from now on and become a big clan comparable to the lich tribes."

"Well said it!" After hearing Yi's words, Suiren cheered loudly, and Yi's words also planted a seed in Suiren's heart.

Yi asked curiously: "By the way, brother, what are you going to do?"

"The tribes reproduction is too fast. Even if we occupy the thousands of miles of land near Zhoushan, it may not take hundreds of years and we have to relocate again."

Suiren said helplessly: "And Zhoushan is located in the middle of the prehistoric world, which is too dangerous and cannot be occupied by us now."

"Well, that's right, the two lich tribes compete to dominate the world, and Zhou Shan is the main battlefield. With the current strength of the human race, they can only avoid their sharp edge." Yi nodded and echoed.

"So we decided that the four of us would lead some of our tribesmen to migrate to all directions, stay away from the Lich battlefield as much as possible, and not be affected by the Lich war."

"Is this how?" Yi lowered his head and thought about which direction he should choose to migrate.

Seeing that Yi was thinking, Suiren said, "Yi, you are the youngest among us, so we decided to let you choose first."

"Okay." Yi didn't refuse. After thinking carefully for a while, he made up his mind and said, "I decided to lead some of the tribesmen to the West."

"Western?" Suiren frowned and persuaded: "Yi, the Western land is too barren, and I'm afraid it's not suitable for our human survival."

Although they had never been to the West, from the knowledge given by Nuwa, all the tribesmen knew that the Western land was extremely barren.

"Brother, why do you think so?" Yi was a little surprised at Suiren's thoughts.

In his concept, although the Western land was destroyed due to the war between the three ancient tribes and the spiritual energy was thin, this was just that compared with other lands, the real situation should not be that bad.

Moreover, the Western land is far away from the prehistoric world, and there are few lichs. For example, the only Houtu tribe in the witch tribe is in the West, and it is even rare to see a strong demon clan.

In this way, the human race has a large living space and there is no need to consider the living space at all.

Besides, there are two Western saints stationed, and Wanshou Mountain is also at the junction of the east and west. In addition, the ancestor witch Houtu, the four great masters of the prehistoric world are all in the west. When the human race is in great disaster, he can also take his tribesmen to ask for help.

In fact, Yi also has another idea, that is, when I preach, if he cannot obtain the practice of the method, he will worship the two Western saints!

I think the two saints in the West are not rejecting his request because they are responsible for the great fortune of the human race and the two saints in the West are practicing the path of sentient beings.

"Brother, believe me, I definitely have my considerations when choosing the West." Yi said firmly.

Seeing that Yi was so determined, Suiren thought that Yi was much smarter than them, so he didn't speak out any more.

"Well, since you have made a decision, I won't say much." Suiren said helplessly.

"What about you guys? Where are you going to migrate?" Yi asked curiously.

Suiren said, "We originally left the East China Sea shore for you, but you were going to the West, so I went to the East China Sea shore. My second brother went to the Southeast, and my third sister was between me and my second brother."

"Yes, you are not far away. If there is anything in the future, you can protect each other." Yi nodded and said in an old-fashioned manner.

"Oh." Suiren sighed and said with some concern: "But you, without our care, have taken a group of people alone to the Western land. There are probably billions of miles of miles away, so you have to be careful."

Yi waved his hand and said indifferently: "Brother, don't worry, my physical strength is comparable to that of the earth witch. An ordinary beast is not my opponent at all, and the monks dare not attack our human race. It's just that the journey is farther."

"Yes." Suiren was not very interested, responded softly, and turned around and left.

Since he has decided to move out of his ancestral land, there are many people of the millions of tribes who are busy, and he must seize the time.

A month later, all the human race carried their bags and followed their children, standing behind Suiren, Youchao, Ziyi and Youyi respectively.

"Brother, second brother, sister, today I'm afraid we will find it difficult to meet again in a thousand years. I hope to take care of myself!" Yi suddenly felt sore in his nose and said with a sob.

Ziyi took a step forward, touched Yi's hair, and said softly: "Yi, we all know that you want to ask the immortal for a question, but you are trapped in the human race by the three of us. If you have the opportunity to worship those monks as your master in the future, you can just go."

As the only female leader, Ziyi is as careful as silk. After getting along for so many years, he naturally knows the deep thoughts in Yi.

It’s just that the human race is born and still needs Yi, so they can’t let him go.

But over the years, they saw that Yi often took spiritual fruits and medicines, and in order to delay their aging and prevent themselves from dying, they finally decided to leave without any hesitation.

"Pu"

Hearing this, tears in Yi's eyes could no longer stop, and they kept falling on the earth.

"Woo woo woo woo--"

As Yi shed tears, all the human race behind the four people could not suppress their feelings and cried loudly.

"Swallows fly, and their feathers are broken. The son returns home and leaves them far away to the wilderness. He looks at him without seeing him, and tears are like rain.

Yanyan was flying, Jie was shaking him. His son came back, far away from him. He looked at him but stood up and cried.

Yanyan is flying, and his voice is raised. His son is coming back and sent far away to the south. Looking at him is not enough, it is really a blessing for my heart."

Yi's voice was not loud, but it fell into the ears of all tribesmen. This song "Yan Yan" full of parting made all tribesmen shed tears.

"Let's go, I will see you again in the future." Yi cried red eyes, but when he looked up, he wiped away all the tears on his face, squeezed out a bitter and ugly smile, and said to the three of Suiren.

After saying that, without waiting for the three of them to respond, they turned around and left and walked towards the western land.

The more than two million human races who followed Yi also slowly followed. If you look down from the air, you will find that these two million people are like long dragons, slowly wandering on the earth.

The three of Suiren took good care of Yi. There was no old man or child who were allocated to him, all of whom were young and strong men and women.

The group walked slowly and slowly. They didn't know how long it would take to reach the Western land, but as long as they followed, they would not be lost in the prehistoric land.

"Yi, take care of yourself!" Suiren looked at Yi who was gradually moving away and whispered to himself.

Then he packed up his mood and shouted to the tribesmen behind him who were full of sadness: "Let's go! Although we are billions of miles apart, our bloodline cannot be cut off."
Chapter completed!