and yellow clay pottery, for Lin Shuang Lin Lei and other children, it is almost like playing a game. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Lin Feng tried his best to keep them clean and not let the yellow mud stick to the leather armor, a few children were giggling and playing, and after the yellow mud was reconciled, they all became mud monkeys.

Fortunately, the fluff layer of the leather armor is close to the skin, and the outward is the cortex, and when the yellow mud is dry, it will automatically fall off, and it is not too much of a hindrance, if the fluffy side is stained with mud, it will be difficult to clean.

After the yellow clay is reconciled, it cannot be used immediately, wrap it in a piece of excess leather and keep it warm in a place where you can feel the temperature of the fire, and the effect is about the same as that of the earth's Japanese dough fermentation, and you can only make pottery after a day.

Then, it's time to teach the children to practice.

The textbook, naturally, is the second gift package of the five elements of the basic exercises, called the five elements of the Yuan technique, after the practitioner practiced, can communicate the five elements between heaven and earth into the Yuan Force stored in the dantian, in addition to the five elements of the Yuan technique, the basic exercises also include the five elements of each of the three techniques, which can fully meet the needs of several children.

"Sit cross-legged, five hearts to the sky, sense the power of the five elements of heaven and earth, absorb in the meridians, practice the five weeks of the heavens, return the five elements to the source, and store in the dantian ......" Lin Feng taught the children to practice according to the mantra on the basic exercises.

Yuan Yuan said with a bitter face: "Brother Feng, do you have to sit like this?" It's so uncomfortable! ”

"You have to sit like this, and you have to sit when it's uncomfortable!"

"Brother Feng, what is the power of the five elements, I can't see it......"

Lin Lei's eyes were about to fall out, as if he wanted to find the power of the five elements that Lin Feng said in the air.

Lin Feng said depressedly: "It's not that you see with your eyes, it's to comprehend and feel with your heart......"

"What is the dantian, what are the meridians?" Chu Qing stared at a pair of big blank eyes, looking cute.

“……”

It was definitely an extremely painful process to give a lecture to these primitive people who only knew how to hunt and eat and teach them the method of cultivation, not to mention that it was even more difficult when Lin Feng himself had not yet become a cultivator and had no experience.

However, relying on the authoritative impression left in the children's hearts these days, the children are obedient to him, although they don't understand, but they also cooperate with the step-by-step exploration, anyway, the only thing they have may be a lot of time.

The wind was blowing, and time flew by, until one day, it finally stopped.

In the cave of the Trojan Horse Clan, the aroma of barbecue wafted out from the cave of the patriarch Rengui and Renhai, and the people by the fire breathed greedily, swallowing saliva and swallowing their saliva, their stomachs were twitching violently, and many people had been out of food for several days, and their eyes were green when they were hungry.

Yang Zongshun took out a palm-sized piece of barbecue meat from his arms, although he received much more food than ordinary clansmen, but this was already the last food.

As soon as the meat was taken out, there was a circle of heads around it, all of them drooling, looking at the food with blank eyes, like a pack of hungry wolves.

Seeing a pair of hungry eyes, Yang Zongshun himself was hungry and weak, but where could he eat alone, he sighed and divided a little bit of it alone, so that everyone could taste it somewhat; Just thinking about the three-month cold winter, it has only been two months now, and it will take at least a month for the ice and snow to melt, but the people around him are already dying of hunger, he can't help but sigh again and again, I don't know how many of these people around him can survive this cold winter?

I am afraid that in a few days, some people will starve to death one after another, and when the time comes, it will be a scene of easy corpses to eat.

The clansmen were reluctant to swallow the little food that Yang Zongshun had given to everyone, they all knew that this was the last food for everyone, but for the people of the tribe who had been hungry for a few days, this bit of food not only could not relieve their hunger, but hooked out all the hunger in their stomachs.

The fragrance wafting from the entrance of the patriarch's cave made the clansmen feel like they were scratching their hearts.

"Uncle Zongshun......"

A clansman named Sun Wu begged: "The patriarch and the two of them have shared so much crazy pork, they must not be able to eat it all, you have always talked to the patriarch, can you go and beg him, let him share a little food for everyone, so that everyone will starve to death......

"Yes, Uncle Zongshun, patriarch, even if they save a little bit from between their teeth, they can make everyone stay up for a few more days......" The hungry clansmen echoed.

Looking at the desperate eyes of many clansmen, Yang Zongshun pondered for a long time before saying, "Then, I'll try it......"

In the clan, the clan rules are strict, and anyone who wants to take someone else's share after eating their own food is an extremely serious matter, unless he voluntarily distributes it to others like Yang Zongshun, otherwise once the matter is big, he will be severely punished by the clan rules, and ask the patriarch for food, if the patriarch gets angry, he may be executed!

In such a cold winter of starvation, Yang Zongshun didn't know how much he had experienced, in previous years, even if someone starved to death in front of him, he would not think of begging the patriarch's family to give up their share, after all, the shortage of food was the same for the entire clan.

But this year was different, because there were only two people left in the patriarch's family, Rengui and Renhai, but they had more food than in previous years-he felt that the patriarch might sell himself a little face if he couldn't finish eating, after all, he still had some status in the clan.

And Rengui is the patriarch in the end, he shouldn't want too many people in the tribe to starve to death, and then his strength will be greatly damaged.

"Patriarch, are you awake?"

Yang Zongshun came to the small hole of the patriarch, gently knocked on the big wooden stake that blocked most of the holes, and shouted humbly, the continuous smell of barbecue meat from the gap made them salivate, this wooden stake simply separated the entire tribe into two worlds, heaven and hell.

In the heavy crunching sound, the wooden stake was pushed away, and Renhai, who had a fierce face, stood at the door, holding a large piece of barbecue and chewing grease in his hand, and asked with a muffled snort: "Yang Zongshun, this cold winter is not good to lie down to save physical strength to reduce the consumption of food, and run here to shout and scream, what do you want to do?" ”

At this time, Renhai was a lot fatter than before, and it was in stark contrast to the skinny appearance of many clansmen who could even be blown away by a gust of wind.

The cave resounded with the sound of a dense stomach rumbling and the sound of the clansmen sucking saliva, the piece of barbecue meat in Renhai's hand was like a black hole with a fatal attraction, and Yang Zongshun, like everyone else, had straight eyes and drooled - the piece of meat, in their minds, was as dazzling as the sun in the sky, and the roots made them unable to take their eyes off and think about breathing.

"Yang Zongshun, aren't you looking for something with me, why don't you speak?"

Rengui's cold voice came from inside the cave, Renhai turned to the side slightly, Yang Zongshun and the clansmen saw the fire in the patriarch's cave, and the meat pieces roasted on the fire were simply more than the food they had all winter, and it was obvious that the huge pieces of meat on the fire now were just the food of the patriarch and Renhai for a day!

The clansmen greedily breathed in the aroma of meat, swallowed their saliva incessantly, and were almost speechless, and after a long time, Yang Zongshun humbly bowed and swallowed his saliva and said: "Clan, patriarch, everyone is really hungry and can't stand it, thinking that your food may not be finished, you can see if you can ......"

"You old thing, shut up!"

Renhai was furious, slapped Yang Zongshun with a slap, and scolded sharply: "When you finish eating your own food, ask us for it?" So who are we going to go to after eating? Others don't understand the rules of the clan, don't you still understand? After eating your share of food, even if you starve to death, you are not allowed to beat other people's food, otherwise it is a capital crime, you old thing, are you tired of being crooked? ”

Many clansmen were so frightened by Renhai's ruthlessness that they couldn't help but take a step back, and no one even dared to step forward to help Yang Zongshun, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Their eyes never left the roasted roasted meat, thinking about the taste of the roasted meat, and their nostrils were full of the smell of the roasted meat, and then, their hearts felt bitter - why, why did everyone work together to fight the prey, but they could eat with their mouths full of oil, while their own people were facing the danger of starving to death?