Tang Xuanming didn't go back to the tribe, he chose a stone of the right size, patted the dust and sat on it, and harvested silently in this open space on the periphery of the tribe.

The fence built by the young hunters is simple and crude, which can only play some psychological comforting role, and has no defense against the fierce beasts in the wilderness.

It's more about reminding the bear children in the tribe - no trouble here.

The vitality of the seed that has just been planted in the soil does not suddenly erupt, but it does not mean to extinguish either.

Tang Xuanming carefully sensed their changes, it was obviously a pile of black soil, but he seemed to be looking at some supreme treasure.

The boring guarding time is not interesting, but Tang Xuanming has no impatient look, and the life and death he has experienced many times has made his character very calm.

Every life and death always redefines life.

When the Mo family breathed and breathed thirty-six times, Tang Xuanming heard the cheers of Pi Dazhuang.

"Brother Tang, I brought the green steel wood!"

The young man's face was full of excitement, carrying a green steel wood the thickness of a water tank, and countless squeaky young leaves on it, dragging a large puff of smoke and dust behind his buttocks.

His whole body was covered in dust, and he looked gray, with only the big white teeth. And the black and white eyes are very clear.

Only in this moment did he reveal the liveliness and joy that belonged to his age.

The precociousness of the teenagers in the Great Wilderness made Tang Xuanming feel uncomfortable sometimes, and he preferred to see a group of vigorous teenagers, rather than a group of prospective hunters in the Great Wilderness who often saw life and death and were extremely psychologically mature.

It's a pity that most of the teenagers he saw in the Great Wilderness were prospective hunters with mature mental age.

"The tree you cut is too thick. ”

Tang Xuanming's words couldn't help but soften a little, and seeing that Pi Dazhuang was a little nervous, he added again: "But your eldest brother and I have good skills, and I can still make a beautiful bow." ”

Pi Da Zhuang pretended to smile innocently, showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and said, "Don't I think that the thicker the better?"

"Alright, alright, let's play while playing!"

Tang Xuanming waved his hand angrily, gathered his qi into a blade, and a knife condensed by internal force appeared out of thin air in his hand, cutting off the excess branches one by one, and pruning them outside the tribe.

It's not that Tang Xuanming learned from the star soul's qi gathering blade, it's just an air blade forcibly condensed with the majestic and incredible internal force.

As he stayed in this heaven and earth for a longer time, the qi and blood in his body became more and more abundant and majestic, and there was a tendency to be uncontrollable, so he took the initiative to swallow part of the majestic essence qi and turn it into a strong internal force.

His internal strength can be said to be strong in the Qin Shi Mingyue, there is no ancient, no one has come since, gathering qi into a blade is a combination of skill and strength for Star Soul and others, but for him, it needs strength.

One force will drop ten, even if the speed of internal force consumption of his crude method of gathering qi into a blade may be more than ten times that of the star soul with the secret method, but Tang Xuanming doesn't care about the consumption.

The other three teenagers had already left after putting down the green steel wood they had cut down, but Pi Dazhuang was waiting quietly here, staring at Tang Xuanming's operation without blinking.

Tang Xuanming smiled impatiently and scolded: "If you look at it this way, you won't be able to learn it in your life, let's go back to the tribe first, when I make a standard big bow, it will spread among the tribe, and everyone will learn it at that time." ”

"No, I just wanted to take a look around here. ”

Pi Dazhuang shook his head honestly, not angry because of Tang Xuanming's ridicule.

"Okay then, then talk to me about the tribe. ”

Tang Xuanming pointed to the stone next to him, and Pi Dazhuang sat up obediently.

It has been almost a month and a half since he came to the tribe, and Tang Xuanming still doesn't know much about the tribe, so he took the time to cut off the extra branches of the green steel wood while chatting.

"I don't know much, after all, I haven't gone out hunting, so I'm not really an adult. ”

"It's okay, what I need to know is not the situation in the forest, but just to know some basic information about the tribe, which you should know very well. ”

The tough green steel wood was quickly cut clean by Tang Xuanming, and Tang Xuanming's eyes were staring at the green steel wood in his hand, as if all his spirit was on the wood in front of him.

This gesture is like the small talk of the hunters in the tribe when they are handling their prey, and it is like the homely talk of the women when they are cooking and handling the ingredients, which makes Pi Dazhuang very relaxed and no longer so nervous.

"Brother Tang, what do you want to know?"

Sitting on the stone a little awkwardly, Pi Dazhuang felt uncomfortable, so he simply changed his comfortable position and squatted directly on it.

"Has the tribe always maintained this kind of life? Hunting every day, barely getting enough food and clothing? Like the previous winter hunts, often risking death to hunt?"

For this question, Pi Dazhuang has a lot to say, he thought for a while, and said: "It's not like this, there are very few hunts that come out of the nest like that, the tribe needs to be defended, and it is impossible for everyone to leave." ”

As the son of the captain of the hunting team, Pi Dazhuan has a lot of contact in this regard.

"There are very few cases of winter hunting, more often than not, we go out to hunt every day to get the prey we need, and at the same time, we don't go to the Great Plains of the Beast God. ”

"Why? Isn't there a lot of prey in the Great Plains of the Beast God? ”

Tang Xuanming didn't pause in his hand at all, and in the spare time of the conversation, he had already cut out the rough skeleton of a bow.

"It's not like that, there are too many fierce beasts at the top of the Beast God Great Plains, and the tribe usually doesn't go that deep, unless it's a winter hunt and needs enough prey to survive the winter, otherwise the hunters won't go in. ”

Tang Xuanming pressed the longbow skeleton in his hand, tried the toughness, and shook his head slightly, he was satisfied with such toughness, and the air blade in his hand slowly changed, from the original machete to a dagger-like knife, and then it was finely processed.

"There is only one possibility to enter the Great Plains of the Beast God at ordinary times. ”

"What is possible?"

"For the clan members in the tribe to advance the Ant Emperor Method!"

"Oh!"

Tang Xuanming paused in his hand, feeling a little interesting, and said, "Just like the tribe has always said, looking for the lair of powerful beasts and devouring the essence of the lair?"

"Yes, it's a pity......" Pi Dazhuang showed a look of pity and sighed, "It's a pity that the tribe must have enough hunters to hunt and provide food for the tribe most of the time, and only after hunting and soothing enough food in winter will they go to the Beast God Plain." ”

"The most primitive society must be busy every day to be able to provide food for all people to survive, and they can't afford to support idlers at all, so naturally they don't have much free time. ”

Pi Dazhuang didn't understand Tang Xuanming's words, but sighed: "It's good to have such an opportunity, my father found the nest of the green jade elephant by chance in winter, and risked his life to swallow all the essence of that nest, so that he has the current creation, otherwise he would have died in the last internal injury." ”

"Only when the Ant Emperor Fa is cultivated to a higher level will there be the possibility of internal self-healing. ”

"And only in winter, the number of fierce beasts in the Great Plains of the Beast God will decrease, and we will have a chance to walk into it and come back alive. ”

Speaking of this, the young man was a little happy in his anger, but also a little sad.

"No, take it!"

Tang Xuanming threw the bow that had been sharpened into a rough skeleton to the young man, stood up from the stone, and looked at the endless wilderness, his eyes were sharp, like the most ferocious beast.