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If he knew what a few children were thinking at the moment, Lin Feng was afraid that he would laugh off his big teeth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He is just a little ruffian on the earth who begs for a living on the streets, recklessly fighting, where can he have that kind of omniscient and all-powerful ability? His only reliance is that he knows more than these primitive people.

Firing clay pots, tanning leather and other things are just common sense of life, and people who have no professional knowledge or contact with melting and purifying ores, even if they have experienced tens of thousands of years of scientific and technological civilization, can only know only half-understood.

But fortunately, he came to this origin continent because of the ancestor of Wan Xiu game, and refining weapons and equipment, all need to start from mining and refining ore, this information is introduced in detail on the official website of the game - Wan Xiu Company is a company to make money in the final analysis, it doesn't want players who participate in the game to only experience the taste of being a savage, if the player savage is tired of not playing, then Wan Xiu Company will also go bankrupt.

The introduction of various materials can make a player become a god in the minds of primitive people, and only in this way can the game be attractive enough to attract players to continue playing.

Yang Zongshun was using his golden power to polish the stone tools, the heavy stone pestle, and the stone scoop were all polished, he didn't know what these things were for, he only knew that Lin Feng wanted to make it himself, and it must have his use.

It wasn't until late at night that the tribesmen finished their day's work and began to rest, which was a bitter day, but everyone enjoyed it.

As long as you can eat enough and dress warmly, all the suffering you have suffered is worth it.

Early the next morning, the usual training began.

The training has changed again, under Lin Feng's arrangement, Lin Shuang, Lin Lei, Chu Qingyuanyuan, and Sun Wu have all been promoted to team leaders, each leading the cultivators with the power of the five elements of the same attribute to practice alone, because the power of the five elements is the same relationship, so classified for targeted exercises, exchanges, will have more insights into their practice, and after the group cultivation is completed, it will cooperate with the drill.

Yang Zongshun is an elder, and he is the third stage of Jin Zhili, his cultivation is high enough, and his experience in cultivation will obviously be more sufficient, but it is a pity that he is the only cultivator of Jin Power in the whole clan, so when he practices in groups, he can only practice alone.

Under the leadership of Quan Chu, ordinary clansmen still practiced the bayonet fighting technique given to them by Lin Feng with a wooden stick that was more than one meter long and nearly two meters long, although the action was simple, but the power was really not small, with the passage of time, many clansmen had gradually mastered some tricks, whenever they held the wooden stick tightly and stared ahead, there was an inexplicable killing aura emanating from their bodies.

The people of the Fire Bull Clan have arrived, and they can see the training here from afar.

Today they looked much cleaner than yesterday, and their messy hair was obviously combed, and they looked a little more energetic as if they were imitating the Trojan Horse people and tied them with straw ropes or vines.

It's just that the weather is still very cold in the morning, and their grass skirts can't keep out the cold at all, and a group of people huddle around the fire and shake the rope to keep out the cold, compared with the Trojan tribesmen's enthusiastic training, the gap is vividly exposed.

Tuoba was very dissatisfied, but he was powerless to reverse this gap, whether it was the equipment on his body or the spirit of the clansmen, he could not compare with the people of the Trojan Horse Clan at all.

The training of the Trojan Horse Clan made him and everyone in the tribe feel extremely shocked.

"Is that an ice spell? But how can I only shoot ice arrows? ”

"Oh my God, aren't earth spells only used in traps, but how can they still be used in battle, and they seem to be very effective......"

Several cultivators in the Fire Bull Clan were about to fall in surprise when they saw the Trojan Clan's monks fighting and training, and what made them strange was that they could only release a few spells a day, but these Trojan Clan cultivators, just in training, used several times the number of spells they could only release in a day, how did they do it? Aren't they afraid that after the Yuan Power is exhausted, they will encounter danger in the wilderness, but they will not be able to release the spell?

They all know that there is no magic power in those fish and meat, and only by eating Warcraft meat can they replenish Yuan Li, but no matter what tribe, the time to eat ordinary beast meat, or the root and stem fruits of plants, is far more than the time to eat Warcraft meat, if you train like this every day, then you must eat Warcraft meat every day, but this is obviously impossible, because no matter what Warcraft, it is not so easy to deal with!

So, how do they replenish the Yuan Force consumed in training? Could it be that they have already mastered the method of quickly recovering Yuan Force without using Warcraft Meat?

Looking at the training of the Trojan Horse cultivators, Tuoba fell into deep contemplation.

The people of the Fire Bull Clan were shocked more than once, but what shocked the people of the Fire Bull Clan was the ordinary people who practiced fighting bayonets led by Quan Chu, whenever they saw more than forty people roaring and roaring and charging forward in a neat phalanx, and then stabbing forward cleanly, the fierce murderous aura only made everyone in the Fire Bull Clan tremble a little - they were sure that if the other party used a wooden stick wrapped in broken leather in his hand, but a polished stone spear to fight against their own clan, I'm afraid that as long as one of them charges their own fire bull department, most of them will be killed and injured, and the rest of the people will collapse directly, and there is no possibility of fighting against it at all!

Tuoba and his people watched this scene, everyone was frightened and pale, and whenever any of the Trojan tribesmen looked at it, they would involuntarily lower their heads, and they didn't dare to look at each other at all.

After a full hour, the training ended, the cultivators meditated and ran the Five Elements Returning to the Yuan Technique to recover their Yuan Force, and the ordinary people who practiced assassination also sat down to recover their strength, while exchanging training experiences in a chaotic manner, and after a while, everyone began to eat breakfast.

Breakfast was still a fish stew, and it didn't contain the slightest magic power, so Tuoba was even more convinced that the Trojan Horse Clan must have mastered the method of recovering Yuan Power without relying on Warcraft meat, and he was about to tremble with excitement, because he knew too well what it would mean to cultivators if he could restore Yuan Power without relying on Warcraft meat!

That means you can grow and practice anytime, anywhere!

It's just that Tuoba knew that such a precious thing would never be handed over to him by the Trojan Horse Clan, so he looked at Lin Feng and secretly weighed it in his heart.

The snoring sound of the pigs around him interrupted Tuoba's thoughts, watching the clansmen around him pour fish soup into their stomachs like crazy, he couldn't help but despise a few times in his heart, and then he also went crazy and grabbed it, of course this fish soup was delicious, but the faint salty taste made him feel that as long as he could eat such food every day, he would be willing to die!

He didn't know where the salty taste came from, but he knew that he would never be able to leave it again, and if the food didn't have it, the heavens and the earth might have no color.

"Sun Wu, Maotou, you take the three clansmen and the Huoniu clan to mine together, and the copper and tin mines will have to be ......."

"Quanchu, you take the clansmen with me to go to the boat to find stones by the river and come back, Uncle Zongshun, you continue to polish the tools, the more the better......" Lin Feng arranged a day's work for everyone, and then immediately let everyone move.

"It's all good for me, after eating the food of our Trojan tribe, you have to work honestly for me, I can't eat the ore in the morning, and I will come back for dinner in the afternoon, if I don't want to discredit the back, I was accidentally attacked by the monster, and I must ...... on the way."

Sun Wu handed out baskets to everyone while talking about the rules of work.

"Definitely fast, must be fast......"

The people of the Fire Bull Clan echoed one after another, and the excitement was overflowing, they didn't hear Sun Wu's words clearly, they heard it clearly, and they could still eat two meals today - three meals a day, no wonder the people of the Trojan Horse Clan are so strong, many people thought with admiration in their hearts.

Maotou is handing out bamboo shields made of bamboo strips to everyone, while simply teaching the people of the Fire Bull Clan how to use it, this thing is very light, if you encounter a Warcraft on the road, even ordinary people can block a few Warcraft's claws, which is very effective.

Tuoba also received a bamboo shield, waved it gently, and blocked most of his body with Ichigo, his eyes lit up, he can become the head of a clan, of course he is a smart person, he knows very well that the biggest effect of this bamboo shield will not be used to block the demonic beast, the place where this bamboo shield plays its greatest effect should be on the battlefield!

What does he want to do?

Tuoba's gaze fell on Lin Feng, who was still assigning tasks to the clansmen, and thought silently in his heart.