"Old man, what kind of stone is your stone axe made of, and why is it so hard?" asked Gongliang curiously as he walked.

"This is moissanite, it is the essence of the stone, it is extremely hard, and it naturally forms various shapes, but it cannot be artificially created. It took a long time for me to dig up one in the ground, and you were lucky, otherwise after a while, I would have people take it to the temple to sell. The people over there, even the Dongtu people, are very fond of this natural product. ”

The old man took Gongliang and them to turn left and right in the stalactite forest of the Xuanzhi Department, and after reaching a smooth stalactite cave on the side, they got in.

The cave was very dry, and after walking for a while, Gongliang saw someone in front of him hurrying over with a bag of things on his back.

When the man saw the old man, he nodded respectfully, and walked away quickly. After a while, someone came out with a large piece of something.

Gongliang took a closer look, and the thing he was holding was clearly crystal rock salt!

I didn't expect that the Xuan Cricket Department also had such a good thing, so he decided to dig a little bit and take it away when he went in later, and he had already used up the salt in the room where the fruit space was stored.

After walking for about a kilometer, there was a sudden sound in front of me.

The further you go, the louder it gets. After walking for a while, my eyes suddenly opened up, and when I looked closely, I saw a wide cavern full of glittering rock salt, and there were several people digging there with torches.

The crystal-like rock salt reflected a brilliant light under the light of the torch, and the light reflected on another crystal rock salt, instantly illuminating the cave.

"If you want to dig something, go and hand over some pieces of beast meat to the people over there. The old man said.

Gongliang looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a Xuanxuan tribe sitting not far from the edge of the cave, and there was already a pile of animal meat beside him, obviously just collected, it is estimated that this is the rule of the Xuanxuan department, digging crystal rock salt must hand over animal meat, which is considered a deal, and the old man is a Xuanxuan tribe, so naturally he does not need it.

Gongliang went over and handed over some beast meat, and then separated from the old man and went to dig crystal rock salt inside.

The cave is large and full of crystal rock salt.

Gongliang walked to a crystal rock salt wall that no one had dug inside, took out a big dog's leg, cut a little powder from it, put it in his mouth and tasted it, the taste was similar to the rock salt in Yanbe, but it seemed to have a little more of something.

After thinking about it, it seems to have an extra aura.

"Hmm" Gongliang raised his eyebrows, it felt impossible, right? Salt also has aura, it's just too nonsense. But the facts tell him that it is so.

For a while, Gongliang was a little puzzled and couldn't understand it. How is it as if everything could have an aura?

This is actually very normal, heaven and earth are made of things, all kinds of things, and there are always some aliens, just like those different spirit strains.

Gongliang thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason, and he didn't think about it anymore, so he took out a shovel and dug up rock salt. The crystal rock salt that contains the aura is very hard, and the shovel is very laborious to dig up. He took out the jet-black lacquer natural stone axe he had just exchanged from the old man and slashed at the rock wall where the crystal rock salt was formed.

With a bang, the crystal rock salt wall was suddenly split, and the broken rock salt was scattered all over the ground.

After a few more splits, Gongliang buried his head in picking up the crystal rock salt.

He had never seen this kind of aura salt, so no matter how big it was, he would all put it into the fruit space.

Mi Gu also helped by the side, finding pieces of crystal rock salt scattered around and piling them into a pile, and then called Baba to collect them.

It's not bad to be round, holding pieces of crystal rock salt and piling up the crystal rock salt that Migu moved.

The chicken has no choice, it has no hands, only feet, and it has to flap its wings to catch things with its feet. But there is not much space, and its wings are five or six meters long, which is very inconvenient to use in a cave. So, Gongliang let it stay.

The chicken is very sad and feels that the mother is a little eccentric.

However, it immediately came up with a good solution, which was to peck the edges and corners of the crystal rock salt with its beak, and push the salt ball with its wings.

Gongliang felt that it was too much of a waste of salt, but it was not good for it, so he had to just do it, and it was happy anyway.

Karon actually wanted to dig up some salt, but he didn't have anything like a treasure bag, and even if he dug it up, he wouldn't be able to bring much, so he gave up. Instead, he helped Gongliang clean up the crystal rock salt that had been shattered on the ground.

Soon, a crystal rock salt stone wall was split out of a huge cave by Gongliang, and no matter how much rock salt was chopped down, it was collected by him into the fruit space, and the crystal rock salt inside had been piled up into a mountain.

Ka Long was dumbfounded, and his heart was worthy of being the upper divine envoy of Dayan, and there was such a big treasure bag to contain things.

That night, Gongliang and Ka Long slept on the grass by the waterhole. The people who came to the Xuanxuan Department either slept here or next to the stalls, and Gongliang was naturally no exception. However, it was a little cold in the cave, so he took out the animal skin tent and set it up on the grass.

When Kalong saw the tent, he was so curious that even the surrounding tribesmen looked at him.

But Gongliang didn't bird them, so after cleaning up, he got into it with Migu, Yuanpiao, and chickens, while Karon figured it out on his own.

It's not that he's angry, it's that all of these tribesmen don't pay attention to hygiene, and the smell on their bodies is so strong that if he lives in it, he will probably choke to death.

When he woke up the next day, he saw a crowd of people gathered outside the tent. They all looked around the tent curiously, and even the old man who set up the stall yesterday also came.

The old man looked around and turned around. Curiously, he asked Gongliang: "Young man, what are you?"

"This is a tent, can you use it when you sleep in the wild?" Gongliang drove out the round round people in the tent and began to pack up his things.

The tribesmen next to him were amazed when they saw him pull a few things on the side of the tent and put the tent away with a roll of another roll.

A warrior who didn't know which tribe was stunned and stepped forward and asked, "Do you want to change this thing?"

"Uh" Gongliang was stunned for a while, this thing still needs to be replaced, can't you just get one by yourself?

He thinks too highly of the wisdom of the tribesmen, most of the hundred tribes of the Great Wilderness are very primitive, children usually don't wear clothes at all, and adults are either directly draped in animal skins, or cut a hole in it to put it in, how can it be such a complicated guy?

Gongliang Space also has a set of replacement animal skin tents, and of course someone is willing to change him, and it is a big deal to do it himself.

So he asked the tribe warrior, "What do you have to change?" ”

When the tribal warriors heard this, they immediately turned their heads and ran away. After a while, he was already holding a flower pot made of the head of a wild beast in his arms, and on it was planted something that was not a flower, not a grass, not a tree.

Even if it's a fruit tree!

The tree is more than half a meter high, with a straight trunk stretching from the bottom to the top, with green leaves stretching out on both sides, and a new green fruit on the top of the trunk, and this halo of light lingers on the fruit.

When Gongliang saw this tree, he was already moved, if he could exchange this thing for a useless animal skin tent, the fool would not change it.

The man took the green tree to Gongliang and put it down, and then blew it on the tree hard.

Suddenly, the body of the tree moved, the leaves swayed, and a whisper came from the tree.

Gongliang listened carefully, it was clearly a child's babbling. (To be continued.) )

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