Maybe it was too tired, the wise man's originally smooth body has now become layered like a black jujube that looks very bad, maybe it consumed too much physical strength to the cruel treatment, maybe it took too much of its mind to recount the ancient secrets for Zhu Ding, the wise man leaned on the back of the giant tortoise, fell into a deep sleep, and there was no sign of waking up for three days. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Zhu Ding couldn't understand the life form of the wise man at this time, he couldn't understand how different brain structures could transfer his thoughts at all. But as it says, the wonders of nature are far from being incomprehensible, and even in that era of information explosion, the world of all wonders still makes human beings deeply feel their ignorance.

As time flies, a civilization has developed to the point of amazement to the human race itself, but there are still many unsolved mysteries waiting for human beings to explore, and there are still many historical puzzles waiting for human beings to discover, which cannot be explained, even human beings themselves.

The ancient strife and intelligent beings other than humans in the mouth of the wise man did not surprise Zhu Ding, he was not the kind of supporter of the supremacy of human beings, but from the perspective of human beings, he agreed with the Yellow Emperor's approach.

The infighting between human beings is better than the conquest with foreign races, peace cannot exist forever, taking advantage of the opportunity to eradicate dissidents, this is the most primitive self-preservation instinct of human beings, and it is also the basic law of nature.

In the same way, these do not prevent Zhu Ding from offering his most sincere respect to this ancestor who betrayed mankind, for its contribution to mankind in ignorance, for its selflessness, and for its noble character that transcends racial boundaries.

Therefore, Zhu Ding, as a son and daughter of Huaxia, decided to do something for the ancestor, for example, he is now using his knowledge to treat the injury of the head ruthlessly, so as to share a little burden for the ancestor.

However, the situation is not rosy.

Some of the medicine used by the wise man on the wounds of the sage has been seen in the green capsule book, and some have not even been heard of, but he knows that these green or brown leaves and rhizomes can be described as a panacea in hemostasis and muscle-building, with such a dosage and matching ratio, if it is placed on a person with the same injury, it will not even take two days for the wound to close and scab.

You must know that the size of the ruthless body is much larger than that of human beings, the huge body, the sturdy physique must have far beyond the human resistance and resilience, if the damage it suffers is placed on the human body, even if it does not die immediately, it is extremely difficult to be cured, but these elixirs that are almost invisible in the outside world, these drugs that can pull people back from the line of death, have only the effect on it to stop bleeding.

It's not scientific!

Even if they are intelligent creatures that have been bred from ancient times, Zhu Ding is extremely sure that their basic structure is not much different from that of cattle, and the drugs that are effective for humans are generally miraculous for cattle, which is determined by their physique, and the difference is only in the size of the dosage.

There must be other reasons for this!

Zhu Ding carefully opened the wound, revealing the gray-white flesh inside - there was no blood or body fluids oozing, dry like a piece of air-dried beef that had been soaked in water, and the meat that had been soaked in the medicinal juice had hardened a little, and Zhu Ding could clearly feel the sloppy hands!

The vitality of this ruthless body is so weak!

He carefully cleaned the piece of skin and flesh with water, and asked the black tiger to help him protect it, in case Xuan, who was still unconscious, struggled hard and injured himself.

Under the language barrier, it was also very laborious to communicate, and the temperature in the cave was a little hot, and by the time the black tiger fully understood what he meant, his face was already sweating.

After wiping his sweat briefly, Zhu Ding picked up the sharp stone that had been washed clean by him, and began to carefully scrape it from the gray flesh.

If the struggle he expected did not come, it meant that the flesh around the wound had been completely necrotic, and according to this, if it was not treated further, even if it survived with an astonishing system, it would have left four wounds that could kill it at any time, and from this wound it could even be faintly seen the diaphragm between the internal organs and the torso, which could bring death to it if it was damaged or even if it was only dry hardened.

The internal organs that come into direct contact with the air do not last long before they shrink and decay, and the mythical Xuan is actually just a wise cow, just an ordinary creature, and it is impossible to violate the laws of nature.

But even if it is a cow, it is impossible for the wound to harden and die in such a short time, unless it is already dying of its twilight years and all its physiological functions have almost stopped, but this fierce head should be in the prime of life.

"Grandma's claws, curiosity kills cats."

Zhu Ding muttered in his heart, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword that was wrapped around his waist.

"My child, I feel in you the breath of my brother, the breath of a weapon that belongs to him, and that weapon will only be subservient to those who are like him."

Maybe it was after the Xuanyuan sword was unsheathed, the breath that Zhu Ding couldn't feel woke up the wise man, and after three days, the erratic voice sounded in Zhu Ding's ears again.

Zhu Ding looked at the Xuanyuan sword in his hand like a long silk in surprise, although he knew that this sword was known as the first of the top ten artifacts in China, but three days ago, he never really thought that this sword was really the sword of the Yellow Emperor!

The sharpness and forging process of this sword are definitely not something that the technology that belongs to the end of the Neolithic Age can have, not to mention that in that era, even in his original world, the manufacturing industry has been extremely developed, and the scientific research and manufacturing costs consumed to create such a weapon must be astronomical, and it may not be possible.

Therefore, combined with the story of the wise man three days ago, Zhu Ding can basically confirm that Xuanyuan, one of the ancestors of China, is also a time-traveler, and the technology before the crossing is also more developed!

"Wise man, you are awake."

Zhu Ding lowered the Xuanyuan sword in his hand and greeted the wise man respectfully, no matter how proud he was, he couldn't ignore his ancestors, he couldn't ignore the great people who led mankind out of ignorance, he could not respect the so-called imperial power, he could not respect the so-called nobles, he could not respect those self-righteous talented and beautiful people, but he could not disrespect his ancestors.

No matter what kind of experience Zhu Ding had, he had climbed to the peak of the past, he couldn't allow himself to forget his ancestors. This is the minimum code for being a person.

He is a Chinese with red roots, but he is not the kind of Japanese people, who can't even figure out who his ancestors are.

"Yes child, I wake up and don't dare to snooze anymore, because you have a lot to learn, and I have very little time."

The wise man's words made Zhu Ding entangled for a while, and he really didn't know how to answer the wise man's words.

Respect is respect, respect does not mean that he has to accept the task given to him by the wise man unconditionally, and it is clear that this task is not easy, not to mention the anti-racial tendency!

Fortunately, the wise man did not continue with that kind of topic, but asked curiously:

"Are you going to treat it, or are you going to kill it and eat meat?"

The wise man ignored the red crown that looked at it blankly, and continued: "Your over-hope for food is the only one I have seen among the wise people. ”

Zhu Ding blushed for a while, and said in his heart that you can't understand the world of foodies!

"There is an intelligent life, I can't put it down, its physiological signs make me feel very strange, it stands to reason that under that kind of medicine, it should have shown signs of recovery a long time ago, but now its wound has deteriorated significantly, and it can't survive for a few days like this."

The wise man's somewhat pleased voice sounded again: "So, you really know how to heal?" ”

Zhu Ding said proudly: "Wise man, now the outside world calls this kind of skill as a medical skill, and the younger generation is not talented, so he understands a little." ”

The child's hypocritical self-proclaim, even if it is aimed at the ancestor, don't want Zhu Ding to shout.

The wise man's relieved laughter echoed in the air a few times, and when he spoke again, he actually had a strong confidence in Zhu Ding.

"Great, it turned out that its injuries were left to fate, and now it seems to be saved.

Can you tell me what you're going to do with this old immortal? ”

Zhu Ding began to seriously wash the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, there was no fire source and no hot water, so he could only try to sterilize the surgical tools, but fortunately, in the past few days, he also found a lot of herbs that can reduce inflammation and reduce fever on those large and small stone slabs.

"The flesh near its wound has been necrotic, and I am going to cut off these necrotic parts and suture the wound, hoping that this will help it, and fortunately, although it has almost formed a penetrating wound, its internal organs are unhindered, otherwise I would be helpless under such conditions."

Zhu Ding said as he nodded to the black tiger who was holding down the fierceness, and was ready to start.

"Wait, kid, you're going to hurt yourself like this."

Zhu Ding replied with a smile: "The juniors have already made arrangements, and this tiger is pressing the ruthless." ”

The wise man's voice continued to echo: "I feel it, but the strength of the white tigers is far from enough to control the fierceness of the struggle, and they are strong because of wisdom, not strength. ”

Zhu Ding's eyes widened, looking at the black tiger that was gradually moving away at the command of the wise man, how could he not connect it with the white tiger of the holy beast.

As if feeling Zhu Ding's doubts, the wise man's voice slowly sounded:

"It is the patriarch of this generation of white tigers, we all call it Black Rose, it is a tigress, and its temper is not very good, don't mess with it, the reason why the white tiger is called the white tiger is because the patriarch of the generation called the holy beast, the hair color is pure white, that's all, the white tiger family itself has many different colors."

Regarding the little in myths and legends, Zhu Ding is no longer able to complain.

"You've seen four of the five holy beasts, but it's a pity that the dragon clan didn't move here, they used to be the best companions of the human race."

Zhu Ding took a deep breath, a little dumbfounded.

The Vermilion Bird Phoenix he saw, although it can no longer be called an intelligent creature, but its elegance and majesty are enough to impress Zhu Ding, the big turtle is Xuanwu, the black tiger is a white tiger, these Zhu Ding can also be reluctantly agreed, after all, the appearance is still very different.

But what about the unicorn? The legendary beast that combines dragon head, antlers, lion eyes, tiger back, bear waist, snake scales, horse hooves, and oxtail looks like a Chinese pastoral dog? It's just a dirty dog!?

Zhu Ding felt that he was already very tough and careful, and he was trembling at this time......

Just when Zhu Ding was entangled, the black white tiger patriarch His Excellency Hei Gui had already led two strange-looking creatures to this small stone house, and without saying a word, he held down his ruthless limbs and head fiercely.

When you're ready, let's get to work.

Zhu Ding carefully pinched the slender blade of the sword, cutting the necrotic skin with a short blade, the situation was much more serious than he imagined, and it was not until the third sword was cut that Xuan Ruthless began to struggle obviously, and the fourth sword began to have blood flowing.

These four swords have already cut nearly three catties of pale flesh, and this is only one of the four wounds!

Zhu Ding used a stone needle that had been prepared long ago and a kind of plant fiber silk similar to sheep intestine to sew together the loose skin and flesh that did not have much toughness, and then used the herbal pulp prepared by himself to spread evenly on the sutured wound, and finally bandaged it with a ruthless hair and a hypertrophic leaf with anti-inflammatory effect, and the treatment of a wound was completed.

After doing this three more times, Zhu Ding, who had finally completed all the work, wiped the thick sweat on his forehead, and his mood did not relax, but became heavier, this ruthless life should be saved, but a bigger problem is in front of him.

Looking at the distorted piece of meat in his hand, Zhu Ding guessed what the end of the intelligent race was in the mouth of the wise man.

I also know why the Phoenix clan will disappear in the smoke and clouds of history.

Zhu Ding remembered an educational film he had watched in the very beginning of the world, which tells about the mutations that will occur in the offspring born from the intersection of close relatives, which is introduced above, the link between serious homologous bloodlines will cause mutations in the gene chain, which will affect IQ and body, and after a few generations or even more than ten generations, there is a probability of one in 100,000 in the offspring, which will produce an excellent and powerful individual far beyond the predecessors.

But the remaining 99,999 out of 100,000 must all be "defective products", and this head is ruthless, it is such a "defective product", the gene chain it inherits has been seriously damaged and mutated, the most direct manifestation is that its flesh and blood have no obvious texture, have lost their due toughness, and their regenerative function is also very unsound.

If all the ancient intelligent races were inbred marriages, then the end of what the wise men said had indeed come.

Zhu Ding's eyes swept blankly towards the almost closed world, realizing that what he saw and worried about was almost inevitable.

A ray of spiritual light flashed in Zhu Ding's mind, and he let go of all his heavy heart, almost jumping up and shouting, "Wise man, can you send me to the ground below?" ”

The life and death of the ancient clans have no direct relationship with Zhu Ding, he is just out of kind sympathy, but if he can save the ancestor of Emperor Yan, it will be too fulfilling!