"Most Confucian disciples come from Qi and Lu. Have you ever seen a Baiyue woman? They are all disciples who have just left the school. After a few moments, the sky thunder stirred the earth and fire, and then they got together." Tian Hu continued.

Wu Chenzi frowned, looked at Ziqian, and said, "Then I want to abandon it all the time?"

"If you have obtained it, the quality of Confucian disciples who can be released is still trustworthy, but they are willing to take responsibility, but the Baiyue women are not willing!" Tian Hu said.

Wu Chenzi blinked, and there is no need to be responsible for such things?

"Yes, people don't want them to be responsible, just as long as they... sow seeds!" Tian Hu thought for a while, and then came up with another word.

"Why is this? Even if the girl wants to, their family will not agree?" Wu Chenzi frowned and said.

"It's what the family agrees!" Zi Qian whispered.

Wu Chenzi was even more stunned, and then looked at Tian Hu. There must be something hidden in the middle that he didn't know.

"They are greedy for their health and their knowledge!" Tian Hu said.

Wu Chenzi nodded. Most Confucian disciples were from Qilu, and as disciples who could enter Confucianism, they were all prominent in their families and naturally they would not lack women. However, most of the women in Qilu were tall, while Baiyue women lived by the water all year round, with a gentle voice and a delicate and graceful body. This was a temptation of exotic style for these disciples, and it was normal that they could not control them.

"So, in fact, these women were all selected and given to them on purpose in order to obtain a Confucian collection!" Tian Hu said.

"This is unlikely!" Wu Chenzi shook his head. Confucianism focuses on inheritance and attaches great importance to the supervision of classics. Even if these disciples cannot control themselves, they will not pass on the classics.

"Yes, so, they are very smart, just pester them and give birth to children. You can't pass them to them, but you can't pass them to your children!" Tian Hu said.

"I'm a scattered ~" Wu Chenzi swears in an instant. This is not the way they fooled Dongjun at the beginning, and they didn't expect that Baiyue would put it into practice.

The most important thing is that because these women are from Baiyue, even the descendants of these Confucian disciples would not dare to take them home, nor would they be recognized by their respective families, so these descendants could only stay in Baiyue.

"So, this is Baiyue's plan to borrow seeds!" Tian Hu said.

Wu Chenzi looked at Ziqian and patted him on the shoulder. He understood that these Confucian disciples were put on one side, but they had to destroy their bodies. If there were any, they could not abandon them at all, so they could only grit their teeth and recognize them.

"Our Mr. Ziqian works harder, so you understand!" Tian Hu looked at Ziqian and smiled playfully.

Wu Chenzi looked at Ziqian sympathetically, you thought you were greedy for someone else’s body, and you deceived him with sweet words, but you didn’t expect that he would stand in the atmosphere and greedy for your family classics.

"It's so pitiful!" Wu Chenzi shook his head. It was not worthy of sympathy. Anyway, what he lost was not his Taoist classics.

"You can imagine how dark Mr. Fu Nian's face will look when you go back!" Wu Chenzi continued to hurt his heart as he looked at Zi Qian.

"Master is now unrestrained and will not be slandered. He will only ask why we don't bring him a few disciples back!" Ziqian said calmly.

Wu Chenzi looked at Ziqian seriously, and then thought about Fu Nian who was playing with Xianyu now. Since he was in Longcheng, Fu Nian seemed to have awakened something and completely let herself go. It is really possible that he would be like Ziqian said.

"Baiyue is also a Chinese clan, but it was decided at Yanmen Pass, so it is OK to take it back!" Wu Chenzi thought for a while and said.

"Let's talk about it!" Zi Qian sighed and said.

Although Yanmen Pass established the name of China and included Baiyue as the Huaxia clan, their families were different. Confucianism played with itself, and marriages were also internal marriages. In addition, even other schools of thought did not recognize it, let alone Baiyue.

"Let these Confucian disciples come, I'll tell you a story!" Wu Chenzi thought for a while and said.

"????Uncle Master, we know we were wrong. Can we let us go!" Ziqian hurriedly said, "How many people dare to listen to your story!"

"Go quickly!" Wu Chenzi kicked Zi Qian.

Ziqian could only gather Confucian disciples unwillingly, so a group of Confucian disciples came reluctantly, and some of them stuffed things into their ears to prevent themselves from hearing it.

"It's all here!" Wu Chenzi smiled and looked at the hundred disciples and said with a smile.

"I have met my uncle!" The disciples saluted.

"Well, there are a lot of people, so I'll use Qianli to transmit the voice so that no one can't hear it!" Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"Wancao·" the disciples were shocked. We stuffed our ears in advance. Are you a devil? You actually used thousands of miles to transmit the voice to tell stories directly in our hearts.

"I'm sure to listen to the teachings of my uncle!" The disciples could only abandon distracting thoughts and listen to Wu Chenzi's stories, and did not dare to have any distracting thoughts. After all, Qianli's voice transmission can hear what they want to say in their hearts. If they are thinking about my uncle, that is really over.

"A long time ago, and in the age when there was no written record, the ancient ancestors fought over the thorns, fought against the world for the four seasons, and snatched hundreds of food with wild animals." Wu Chenzi said slowly.

The Confucian disciples immediately sat upright after listening to Wu Chenzi's story. It was actually the history of ancient times. It is said that the extreme realm of heaven and man can cross the river of time to see the past and future. It is obviously what the uncle of the junior master stepped into the river of time and returned to the past and saw what he saw. Now he told them, so he must remember it.

"At that time, it was still the matriarchal era, with women as the leader and responsible for feeding, and men could only use them to fight wild animals. Therefore, in that era, men's deaths occurred frequently, so there were few men in a tribe!" Wu Chenzi continued.

The Confucian disciples were silent. This was what they knew and could deeply imagine the difficulties at that time. Moreover, Wu Chenzi was not only talking, but also depicted that kind of scene in their hearts, making them feel as if they were experiencing it personally.

"The protagonist of our story is Xiao Hei!" Wu Chenzi continued.

The disciples immediately became energetic, and I wonder how the protagonist overcomes all obstacles and creates a great cause.

"Xiao Hei is the son of a tribe leader, but he is the youngest son, so he is not qualified to inherit the position of a tribe leader. In ancient times, whether a man is an adult was not based on his age, but could independently kill a wild beast, whether it is a jackal, tiger, leopard or others." Wu Chenzi continued.

"I know!" Ziqian nodded. This is recorded in historical records. In ancient times, men who became adults were based on killing beasts. A powerful man could kill tigers and leopards, and his status was higher in the tribe. Even the name was directly named after the beasts he killed.

"But our Xiao Hei is not strong, so he became an adult when he was sieging a wild boar in the tribe, and he was given the name Hei Pig!" Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"Then what!" The disciples were curious. This black pig must have had some adventure later, and then later generations came to become a hero.

"Then, Heihu was driven out of the tribe because it was too embarrassing. As the son of the leader, he could only kill a wild boar to declare his adult life. The leader of the tribe could not afford to lose that person." Wu Chenzi said.

The disciples nodded, it is understandable that this is what the protagonist of the legendary novelists should have. Then they put down their harsh words, adventures all the way, and finally slapped their father and mother in the face, returning to the tribe in a high-profile manner.

"When Hei Tong left the tribe, he said harshly to his leader's mother, "Give me a hundred years, I can create a tribe group!" Wu Chenzi said, living up to expectations.

The disciples were so excited that they could create a family for a hundred years. How domineering is this?

"So, Heihuang left their tribe and set out on the road alone. On the road, he met many women, all of whom were abandoned by other tribes because of his thinness. However, Heihuang took them in and formed a temporary habitat on the edge of the Yellow River and a plain." Wu Chenzi continued.

"What then?" the disciples asked.

"Then more and more tribes learned that Heihu took in the women that the tribe didn't want, so they all regarded the Heihu as an exile and sent the thin women they didn't want to be brought to Heihu." Wu Chenzi said.

"What's next?" asked the disciples.

"And then, Hei Teng took these women as his wives and continued to reproduce. A hundred years later, the tribe grew from dozens to hundreds, and became a large local tribe!" Wu Chenzi said.

"Is that over?" The disciples were stunned. What we were going to listen to was the story of Long Aotian, not a stallion that only reproduces and continues to reproduce!

"It's over! You can do it too. Baiyue is very big. There are enough places for you to imitate Hei Pi. Give me a hundred years and I can create a tribe!" Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

All the disciples were stupid. We treated you as our uncle, but you wanted to treat us as breeding pigs to breed and develop Baiyue!

"Baiyue is really big and will become a place in China in the future. So, instead of returning to your family's small courtyard with less than a few dozen acres as the head of the family, it is better to stay in Baiyue, find a habitat for yourself, give yourself a hundred years, and reproduce a tribal family!" Wu Chenzi said seriously.

"I really want to beat him!" Ziqian said to the other junior brothers.

"I can't beat it!" The other disciples whispered. If they could beat it, they would definitely dare to use their bad hands and hit the scoundrel, but they couldn't beat it.

"A good story, farmers can learn it!" Tian Hu nodded thoughtfully.

There are hundreds of thousands of peasant disciples, and everyone has them. From nobles to witch doctors, musicians and craftsmen, not everyone has a family. There are many people who are not full or warm in food or clothing. It is very good to be able to come to Baiyue to create a family race.

"I will discuss it with your head!" Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"My uncle, show mercy!" The disciples' bodies became cold. They could imagine that if Wu Chenzi really went to their father's head to talk about this, as long as they were not the eldest son of the family, their heads' father and brothers would definitely agree with each other with both hands and feet.
Chapter completed!