Chapter Thirty-Seven: Martial Arts Foundation Building and Five Fowl Plays
After that, in the constant wailing and envious gaze of everyone on the side, the brute tooth successfully became a tribal totem warrior in the early stage of quenching bones, after everyone's congratulations.
Ying Yi loudly announced that the tribe would set up a hunting team of twelve people with Brute Dragon and Brute Fang as the main and deputy captains, and the remaining ten people would be screened by everyone present.
In addition, Yingyi also announced one thing, and those who have made great contributions to the tribe in the future will have the opportunity to become totem warriors.
After saying that, everyone stared at the brute dragon and brute tooth in unison, is there anything more contributing than becoming a member of the hunting team?
Under the enthusiastic registration of everyone, the brute dragon and the brute tooth quickly successfully screened ten members of the hunting team, nine of whom were young people in their twenties, and one of them was twenty-seven or eight, who was previously the leader of a scattered tribe and had rich experience in surviving in the Great Wilderness.
At this point, Ying Yi announced that the sacrifice was completely over, and before everyone left, Ying Yi continued.
"Now it's time to carry out another major event among our tribe, the foundation of the martial arts! The members of the hunting team and all those present who are over the age of two and under the age of eighteen are all listed,"
"You two go down too," Ying Yi whispered to Xiao Ling'er and Xiao Yu'er. Watching the two little girls run down in a hurry, Ying Yi said to the old mountain uncle below.
"Uncle Shan, take out the front part of the wooden barrel I asked you to prepare. Subsequently, Uncle Lao Shan took some people and moved all the wooden barrels to the field, although the barrels were a little rough, there were twenty-five in total, which was counted by Uncle Lao Shan before.
"Martial arts foundation?barrel?" Some people were full of questions, and some old people who understood a little bit looked at the children and teenagers on the field, with a deep envy in their eyes, and they longed to be dozens of years younger and become one of them.
"Mu Lao, what is this martial arts foundation? I look like you are very envious!" a man in his thirties and forties in the crowd asked Mu Lao next to him.
"I've heard people say before that martial arts build a foundation, as the name suggests, is to lay a good foundation for future cultivation, but this is generally a method used by some powerful tribes to cultivate talents in the tribe, because if you want to build a foundation for martial arts, you need blood!"
"I didn't expect that our Qin tribe would have the ability to build a foundation for the martial arts of the tribe just after it was established, and yes, they brought back a pure-blooded fierce beast. Mu Lao explained at the beginning.
"Then what's there to envy?" said one of the people in the crowd, a little puzzled.
"These people who have built the foundation of martial arts, their physical fitness and potential will continue to improve. As long as you cultivate well, you will be a witch or totem warrior in the future!, you say that the old man is not envious, haha......" Mu Lao explained with a gentle smile.
"In the future, they will all be witches or totem warriors...... If only I could ......" After hearing Mu Lao's explanation, everyone was also full of envy.
Uncle Shan, who was in the field, had already put all the barrels on the field.
"Now release the blood!" As soon as Ying Yi's words fell, Uncle Lao Shan commanded the Barbarian Dragon and the Barbarian Fang, and they continued to bleed on the Black Barbarian Demon Bear, filling the vat.
Suddenly, the twelve wooden barrels emitted a soft light, but also mixed with a fresh breath, the blood of the fierce beast is the essence of a fierce beast, it is produced in the place where the blood of the fierce beast blends, and there is not the slightest bloody breath, but exudes a touch of fragrance.
"In the great wilderness, a hundred years ago, all races were rampant, fierce beasts were raging, my human race was born, for slavery and food, fortunately there were the sages of our human race, only to the immortality of my human heritage, Wang'er and others inherited the will of the sages, don't bury our hard work, work hard, kill some people who are not good for my Great Qin, and protect my Great Qin inheritance from being immortal"
"Now enter the barrel and forge the foundation!"
At the sound of the order, all the people in the tribe entered the barrel and carried out the path of foundation building. The energy in the barrel was very gentle, and everyone continued to absorb and strengthen themselves, while Ying Yi stepped off the high platform and took out the heart of the Black Barbarian Demon Bear.
It has been a few days since the Black Barbarian Demon Bear died, but this heart is held in his hand, and he can still feel the vitality in it, which contains the heart and blood of the Black Barbarian Demon Bear, the most precious place in the blood of the Black Barbarian Demon Bear.
Ying Yi dropped a few drops of essence blood into everyone's wooden barrels, one drop for children under the age of twelve, one and a half drops for those over twelve, and three drops for Ying Yi, a member of the hunting team.
As the blood entered the barrel, the energy in the barrel was like a pot of oil meeting a little spark.
"Ah...... Ahh
Under the impact of this powerful energy, everyone's meridians and bones are constantly strengthened.
However, what shocked Ying Yi was that the little girl and the little guys in the original clan before all seemed very calm under the tempering of the energy in the barrel.
"It seems that the strength is still far from enough!" In the stunned eyes of everyone, Ying Yi dropped two more drops of the Black Barbarian Demon Bear's heart blood into their wooden barrel.
"Ah......h
As the two drops of blood entered the barrel, the little ones finally began to call.
"Hold back, the longer you stay in the barrel, the more energy you absorb, and the greater the benefit to yourself. Ying Yi persuaded loudly beside him.
"Come on!"
"Come on!"
......
The crowd was constantly encouraging.
Listening to Yingyi's persuasion and everyone's encouragement, everyone began to grit their teeth and persist, and after a while, everyone finally couldn't hold on and began to leave the barrel.
First the other boys in the tribe, and then the members of the hunting team, everyone was surprised to find that these little guys who persevered until the end heard that they were all from the same tribe as Wu before.
"Really?"
"It's true!"
Everyone looked at Ying Yi in shock, and the meaning of worship continued to emerge.
"What's going on with these little guys?" At this time, Ying Yi was also becoming more and more curious.
Finally, the little ones couldn't hold on anymore and crawled out one by one.
"Brother, Xiao Ling'er feels warm now, so comfortable. The little girl stroked her little fist and said.
"Well, our little Ling'er is awesome, she has persevered for so long, can you tell my brother, why have you all persisted so much?" Ying Yi couldn't help but ask very curiously, if he could find the reason, it would be very beneficial to the improvement of the tribe's strength.
"Brother, I don't know, we will soak in that wooden barrel according to your requirements, and if we can't hold on, we will come out" Xiao Ling'er replied with a smile.
"Have you eaten anything lately, or done anything strange?" asked Ying Yi without giving up.
"Xiao Ling'er and they didn't eat anything," the little girl said dissatisfiedly. Then he seemed to think of something and said to Yingyi.
"But during this time, we have been practicing the five poultry operas that my brother taught us, and Xiao Ling'er felt a lot more strength before!"
"Five fowl plays?"
A bright light flashed in Yingyi's eyes.