Cultivation minimizes consumption, and even forgets time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info It wasn't until the next evening that the children woke up and disappeared.

"Hahaha! This time, I have improved my cultivation a lot and entered the Eight Heavens of Foundation Building! I will be able to catch up with the king soon!" "The brute tiger woke up and laughed, and the harvest was not small.

"Brother Tiger! You're all right! I'm really fucking back! Cultivation has improved a little bit!" the crocodile complained.

The rest of the people woke up one after another, and it seemed that they had more or less gained something! Among them, the barbarian king woke up last. When I woke up, my eyes were shining, and my temperament was different.

The barbarian king who woke up raised his arms high, and the huge qi immediately gathered from all directions, and after a while, the barbarian king directly entered the realm of splitting the valley.

In a hundred years, the barbarians finally had a person from the Splitting Valley Realm again. When the last one died, the barbarian kings were still in their infancy.

"Huh, it seems that I still can't catch up with the king!hahaha!" the brute tiger sighed, but his heart was more joyful. Not only the brute tiger, but the whole village was immersed in joy.

"It's broken, Xiao Manguang, Xiao Manzhan is still locked up!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

There is a small cave by the stream in the village of Butterfly Spring, which was used to confinish the misplaced people, and the entrance to the cave is blocked by a boulder.

Everyone rushed to the cave, and the barbarian king, who was running at the front, punched the cave through.

"Little War!"

"Little Light!"

Manhu and the others shouted, but there was no response. The group went to the innermost part of the cave to find the two men.

The cave was gloomy and damp, and the two children fell asleep in their arms hugging each other, their arms frozen purple red. The crocodile took off the animal skin on his upper body, and quickly stepped forward to separate the two and wrap them. Everyone only felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

"Grandpa the village chief—"

"I-wrong-wrong!"

"Don't—don't want me," the weak little brute muttered in a coma. The barbarian king has always been by the side of Xiao Manzhan, and when he heard these words, he felt extremely uncomfortable, regretted it, and blamed himself for ordering him to be confined.

The seven-year-old Xiao Budian in front of him had frostbitten cheeks and was flushed, but his lips were ridiculously white and his hair was unkempt.

"Village chief, grandpa, I was wrong!" the little barbarian saw the first thing the barbarian king said when he came to his senses.

"You...... Knowing your mistakes is ······ It's just—"

The barbarian king wanted to educate the little barbarians to fight and respect the holy land, which was the belief of the villagers. But seeing the lively child in front of him become like this, he couldn't speak when the words came to his mouth.

"Don't blame grandpa!" the barbarian king said suddenly.

"Yes······ Yes······ Small Wars······ The fault of the small war······ Light ······ How's it going?" said the little man, weakly raising the corners of his mouth.

"Xiaoguang is fine! stop talking, take a good rest, grandpa will tell you a story, tell a story-" At this moment, the barbarian king's heart was like a knife, it was very unpleasant, and he wanted to do something to alleviate his guilt.

"Humans who didn't know how to cultivate before were extremely weak, and they were wantonly slaughtered and devoured by wild beasts. Later, a great man was born, went to heaven and earth, and protected mankind with his own strength and became the savior of mankind. That man was the founding ancestor of our barbarians, and ······ then"

This night, the Barbarian King accompanied Xiao Manzhan until Xiao Manzhan fell asleep······

Three days later, the Barbarian King taught Xiao Manzhan and Xiao Manguang to learn and cultivate separately······

For the next month, the Barbarian King taught the people cultivation in the morning, the writing in the afternoon, and the children in the evening to master the Thousand Beasts technique, and taught the children to learn teamwork and combat.

The barbarian king poured out several bags of animal skins like a cabbage. The hides were piled up in front of the children into a small mountain.

On the hides are simple drawings of human figures, in different poses and shapes. A group of people form strange shapes. These are all formation diagrams drawn by the barbarian king.

"Collective formation combat can multiply the strength of individuals. According to different combat situations, different formations are adopted······"

"The more complex the formation, the more people need to cooperate, and the difficulty will also increase! Among the various formations, the [Hundred Beast Cave Protection Array] is the most powerful guardian formation of our clan, the [Tiger Predator Array] is the most ferocious attack formation, and the [Wolf Pack Formation] is suitable for retreat and guerrilla warfare······" The Barbarian King introduces the children to the pros and cons of various formations.

"Grandpa the village chief, how come there are only two people on this one, and their movements are exactly the same, one follows the other, it's really strange?" The little barbarian zhan gnawed the red phoenix fruit and waved the animal skin in his hand to the barbarian king.

"Loser, be careful of the juice spilling and spoil the painting! This has taken a long time to draw, and it will be useful in the future! Bring me that picture!" said the barbarian king, snatching the animal skin from the little barbarian's hand.

"[Thousand Beasts Twin Array]?" the barbarian king was stunned.

"[Thousand Beast Twin Array] What is that?" the little barbarian couldn't help but ask.

"The appendage of our clan's [Thousand Beast Technique] [Thousand Beast Twin Array], it's just that the tacit understanding required to cultivate is too high, and I haven't heard of anyone among the ancestors of the barbarian clan who has successfully practiced it!"

"At first, I was not convinced, so I invited my brother to try it, and the result was—haha!" The barbarian king laughed self-deprecatingly, and many good memories came flooding back.

"I forgot to tell them that this formation doesn't need to be drawn, it's a pity that this is a good animal skin!" the barbarian king shook the animal skin in his hand in pain.

"Grandpa the village chief, give it to me, give it to me!" the little barbarian Zhan's eyes lit up, and he pounced on the barbarian king and jumped to grab the animal skin.

"Okay! Don't make a fuss! Don't waste too much time on this formation!" the barbarian king shook his head helplessly.

"Young people don't know how to do it!" said the Barbarian King with a smile and a sigh.

Xiao Manzhan held the animal skin tightly in his hand, and his saliva was about to come down! Look at the animal skin and look at Xiao Manguang, at this time Xiao Manguang just turned his head, and saw Xiao Manzhan's eyes staring at him, and the more he looked at it, the more obscene he felt.

"Don't look at me, I'm busy!" Xiao Man's bald head turned and rejected Xiao Man's battle.

"Don't be too ambitious! If you can master these formations in two years, I'll be thankful!"

The Barbarian King asked someone to draw a formation map, and this month he just planned to familiarize the children with the formation changes. He plans to divide the children into two teams and try to shorten the time it takes to learn the formation in less than two years. In the first year, students learn simple formation variations and coordination, and in the second year, they learn large formations.

This month, the children have become more relaxed, in the morning cross-legged to absorb qi, at noon casually learn a few words they can move freely, in the evening to review the [Thousand Beasts Technique], look at the picture, the day is over.

The month is over, and the Barbarian King wakes up the children much earlier than usual for the day. The children were sleepy-eyed one by one, and they were angry! But the barbarian king suppressed the complaining children with a word.

"You've worked hard for a month, take you out of the village to play!"

"Wow-" the crowd shouted.