Niu Mo plans to use the Heavenly Demon Yuan God to directly take away the original totem beast, because only in this way can he completely inherit the totem belief of the selected tribe, so as not to re-establish the belief system and delay time, after all, Bai Shanjun may come back in a few years, Niu Mo must improve the strength of the Heavenly Demon Yuan God as soon as possible. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Niu Mo's Heavenly Demon Yuan Shen is only a prototype, and it is roughly the same as the soul strength of a Foundation Building Realm cultivator, even if he inherits the characteristics of an extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, he can only devour souls of the same level, and no matter how strong his soul is, he may not be able to devour it and suffer a backlash. In other words, the cultivation of the target he chose for the Heavenly Demon Yuan God could not exceed the foundation building realm.

Niu Mo observed a few Terran tribes in front of him, either the scale of the tribe was too small, or the cultivation of the totem beast was higher than the boundary, so they could only give up, and later stumbled upon the current tribe, so he kept his mind.

After a few days of observation, the scale of this tribe is quite reasonable, there are many small tribes nearby, and the future development potential is also good, and now the only thing that Niu Mo is not sure about is whether the totem beast of this tribe can meet his requirements.

According to the scale of the tribe in front of you, there must be a totem, otherwise it would be difficult to develop to this scale. But Niu Mo observed for a few days, but he never found out where their totem beast was, so he could only wait patiently, he didn't believe that this totem beast could hide its head all the time!

Before you know it, it's approaching noon, and the people who went out to gather and hunt are coming back with their own harvests. The women and children who had gone to gather in the nearby jungle were the first to return, because they were close to each other and had to cook for the men who had gone out hunting, so they rushed back first.

Then the men who had hunted also returned, and they strapped their prey to their wooden spears, and carried them on their shoulders and walked back with cheerful steps.

The prey is diverse, with small and medium-sized herbivores such as elk and wild sheep being the main ones, and some small animals such as rabbits. Of course, some brave hunting teams also hunted large and ferocious omnivores such as wild boars.

The team that has gained a lot of money is often full of vigor with their heads held high. And the people of the tribe did not hesitate to offer cheers as encouragement, and the unmarried women poured into these people like a tidal wave. Strong warriors are the best choice for reproduction, not only to hunt enough food, but also to pass on their strong physique to the next generation, and such people are naturally favored by women.

And the men who returned from injury and did not have enough to gain were not only discouraged but also subjected to the eyes and ridicule of the people, and even their women and children were ashamed.

Because in the simple cognition of these primitive ancestors, there are two responsibilities of men, going out to hunt for food and protecting the safety of the tribe, if these two things are done well, they are excellent men, and if they are not done well, they are useless men.

The beasts, large and small, were skinned and cleaned by women with stone knives.

They were skilful and skillful, and had obviously done the same thing many times, but the stone knives they used were simply polished from stone, and the blades were blunt enough to be used, because the sharp teeth had to be kept for the men to use as javelins for hunting, and they could only use such tools.

The tribesmen gathered piles of fruits and wild vegetables, fetched a lot of dry firewood, and then they quickly drilled wood to make fires, set up piles of blazing bonfires, and put the washed and skinned beasts on the shelves and kept rolling, and gradually the meat of the beasts was roasted out of thick fat, and fell into the ashes of the bonfire, and the aroma of roasted meat gradually came out.

Then I saw people bring out from the tribe a simple thick clay pot, shaped like a washbasin, but it was ten times larger, not to mention washing, two or three people were enough to bathe in it. It took five or six strong men to carry them out of the camp, and it was very difficult.

Niu Mo couldn't help but be slightly surprised, he wasn't surprised that these people could burn clay pots, in the observation a few days ago, he had already discovered that these people sometimes use clay pots to cook soup, what surprised him was that the clay pot they carried out was inevitably too big, what was this tribe used to fire such a big clay pot? Take a bath?

Wait, it won't be for their totems, right?

Niu Mo's eyes lit up suddenly, and the more he thought about it, the more possible it became, because in the Great Wilderness, before the real cultivation was successful, the strength of the creature was generally proportional to its own volume, so the totems enshrined by these human tribes were usually huge giant beasts.

If it's really for the giant beast, this clay pot is not big at all, others don't say it, add the cow to show the true body of the giant bull, and it's too small to use this clay pot.

Thinking of this, Niu Mo couldn't help but perk up and patiently observe carefully.

I saw that the people of the tribe first carried water and put it into the clay pot, and then added a lot of fruits and wild vegetables, and they did not hesitate at all. The meat of the beast was selected and put into the most delicate and delicious part of the beast, and finally, an old man who was unique in a tribe and looked like he was not too old took out a few salt dumplings that were very rough at first glance and put them in a precious place, and then stewed them on a fire.

Then the tribesmen took out dozens of clay pots the size of rice pots in later generations, added water and vegetables, and stewed them together with the washed meat and animal offal, and the only old man added a little coarse salt to each jar.

Seeing this, Niu Mo was even more convinced of his guess, according to his observations in the past few days, this kind of coarse salt is extremely precious to this tribe, and it is all personally handled by this old man who seems to be the leader of the tribe.

In a short time, the broth had already been stewed, but the people were not in a hurry to eat, and the old man took out a horn and handed it to a strong man beside him, and the strong man put it in his mouth and blew it violently, and the desolate sound of the horn came far away.

It didn't take long for Niu Mo to feel the earth shake slightly, and a relatively powerful aura appeared from a distance, and quickly approached the tribe's side.

Is this coming?

Niu Mo's eyes lit up, and he looked intently in the direction where the breath came from, and then he saw a huge figure appear on the horizon, and when he got closer, Niu Mo saw that it was a huge bull forty or fifty meters tall with two curved horns on his head.

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