The appearance of the stone spear is epoch-making, and it is definitely the thickest stroke in history.

When the first stone spear appeared from the hands of the third generation of witches, it was recognized by all the people.

The big leader respectfully bent his knees to take the stone spear in the hands of the third generation of witches, and then lined up the crowd and waved the stone spear vigorously.

This is the action that the second generation of witches did at the beginning, and countless old people have flashing the original picture in their hearts.

The newcomers were a little confused, but soon their eyes widened.

The stone spear slashed through the sky and slammed into the trunk of the tree.

"Click. ”

The wooden handle of the stone spear broke, but it didn't matter, and the people of the Fire Tribe began to cheer.

Look at that, the powerful being who was summoned as a spear by the third generation of witches actually easily pierced into the trees.

It would be unthinkable to pierce the trunk of a tree with your hands or sticks.

The trunk of the tree, how tough and unbreakable, was pierced.

"Spear. ”

The big boss roared, venting the excitement in his heart.

"Spear, spear, spear. ”

The same call echoed throughout the tribe, and some of the children didn't understand anything, but they couldn't stop their enthusiasm.

The big leader excitedly came to the front of the third generation of witches, and he held up the third generation of witches, proudly letting all the people of the Fire Tribe see their spiritual leader.

She is still young, but her achievements are not inferior to the first and second generations of witches, and she is the pride of the Fire Tribe.

"Giggle......

The little guy seemed to have been tickled and laughed out loud in the air.

Everyone bowed respectfully, this was the first time they had bowed down to their witch so reverently, even though she was so young.

As the bustle slowly calmed down, the big man began to ask the third generation of witches to teach them how to make spears.

In the Fire Tribe, no one is stingy, and there is no need to ask for it at all, but they have to respect witches.

The third generation of witches naturally did not refuse, she chose a long strip of stone, found a wooden stick, and then took the rattan.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo. ”

The words that came out of her mouth translated: so, so, and so, and so on.

In the hands of the third generation of witches, a stone spear appeared, the stone spear was not sharp, and the spear body was crooked, but in any case, the stone spear was a stone spear.

When she looked up, she saw the big man with his disciples and a group of tribesmen staring at her in amazement.

"Son, I'm afraid you've met a bunch of spoons. ”

Fifth Xuan complained in his heart, and couldn't suppress his joy.

Look at the children you have cultivated, not only have flexible brains, but also have unrivaled wisdom, this is a witch who can speak Chinese, how can it be compared to a group of stupid primitive people?

As for the one who was cultivated as the second-generation leader, you look at your idiot look, how you look like your master, and you will definitely be like him in the future, stupid.

The Fifth Xuan turned on the infinite spit mode in his heart, completely forgetting the words of praise he had given to the big boss and his apprentice when he saw the third generation of witches running away.

The process of teaching others to make stone spears was a long one, and the long Fifth Xuan once thought that these primitive people were just some upright walking animals that looked like people.

After six or seven days, there was finally the first person who understood how to make stone spears, and this person was not inferior to any of the first wave of people who learned to make stone spears.

She is the mother of the third generation of witches, a pregnant woman who is respected but only responsible for giving birth.

Speaking of which, she didn't make a stone spear on purpose, she fell in love with a fruit on the tree, and after she couldn't poke it down with a wooden stick, she thought of the stone spear.

And she was embarrassed to take the stone spears made by her daughter, because all the stone spears made by her daughter were guarded by the big chieftain and would only be distributed when she went out to collect food every day.

So, she followed her daughter's example and made a stone spear with two strokes.

She even waved it a few times like the big leader, and thought it was okay, so she broke the branch with a stone spear and picked the fruit.

It was a complete accident, and if she hadn't been pregnant, she would have been able to climb a tree like a nimble monkey to pick fruit without the hassle.

Yes, trouble.

In her opinion, it is troublesome to make a stone spear and pick fruits, but for the sake of the child in her belly, she is still very willing.

In this way, she gnawed on the fruits she had picked, carried the stone spear she had made, and walked into the tribe generously.

This naturally didn't cause any commotion, and in the past few days, the third generation of witches has made a lot of stone spears, and everyone is no longer surprised by stone spears.

But the big boss was surprised, and he sprang out of the spur and scolded the third generation of the witch mother for occupying resources and stealing stone spears with her identity.

The third generation of witches naturally didn't want to see their mother criticized, so they theorized with the big boss, and the two argued, and everyone didn't care, just watched the fun.

If the witch does not argue with the chief, then it is not normal.

The mother of the third generation of witches was on the side, and she wanted to speak several times but couldn't interject, and finally could only helplessly watch the third generation of witches and the big leader come to the place where the stone spears were stored.

After the big leader's clumsy reconfirmation, he suddenly realized that the stone spear did not belong to him, or rather, to the Fire Tribe.

"Are there any other tribes that make stone spears?"

This thought frightened the big chieftain, and although he had no idea of robbing the other tribes with the stone spear, if the other tribes used the stone spear to rob the fire tribe, it would be troublesome.

So the big boss and the third generation witch hurriedly found the mother of the third generation witch and asked him to tell the origin of the stone spear.

The way to come is very simple, the mother of the third generation of Wu only whined three times, meaning: I did it.

The big boss doesn't believe it, a group of us can't learn for six or seven days, so you just do it casually?

The big boss didn't believe it, but the third generation of witches firmly believed it, in her opinion, making a stone spear was too simple, just need: this, this, in this, it's good.

Believe it or not, the mother of the third generation of witches can prove that she can do it, so she finds a stick, a stone and a vine.

So, so, in this, it's fine.

The result was presented in front of the big leader, and he couldn't help but believe it.

At this moment, the big leader was excited, he called the tribesmen, everyone gathered around the third generation of the witch mother, a group of people spinning, jumping, almost closing their eyes.

But when the noise ended, the figure of the big man leader was a little rickety, maybe at this moment, he felt old.

That night, the women began to join in the making of the stone spears, as if they were naturally better at it than the men, and two women had already learned it before the break.

The next day, three more people learned, and among the men, the first person to learn how to make a stone spear appeared, that is, the apprentice of the big chief.

This blow was undoubtedly more serious than knowing that the third generation of the witch mother would make stone spears, and Fifth Xuan noticed that the eyes of the big boss were a little darker.

Perhaps, he has experienced enough, and he has been worrying about the tribe for too long, he is really tired.

The reason why he didn't age so obviously before may just be because he didn't find someone to rely on.

The little witch and the second generation witch have passed away one after another, he is the pillar of the entire tribe, even if he can't be used as a spiritual pillar, he has always been a strong guardian of the tribe.