In the early morning of the next day, dozens of clansmen were summoned by Wu Zhu Pang Gao at the entrance of the village, but the ancestor could not find the mother prince Qi, the ancestor and the concubine Hua Xiaozhuang searched everywhere, and finally found the mother by the incense burner under the altar. The three of them helped their mother to the entrance of the village, and Wu Zhu Pang Gao stepped forward and said: "Clan Elder, according to your orders, I will gather more than a dozen strong young people in this village to Panlong Cliff, what else do you command?" ”

Wang Qi looked around at the group of strong men in front of him, beckoned everyone to come closer, and said: "Everyone listen to me quietly, this dragon cliff is the holy land of Xiling Mountain, you can't build momentum here, everything must obey the orders of me and Wu Zhu." Everyone replied one after another, appearing very obedient to the greeting of the clan elder.

Wang Qi glanced at his daughter beside him and said softly: "Zu'er, have you written down what my mother said to you last night?" Huh

Zu nodded. The concubine next to him said: "Mother, my eldest sister and I will protect Zu'er, so don't worry." ”

The winding mountain road spirals upward, like a giant dragon climbing up, gradually disappearing into the dense fog of the mountains. The humid and muggy mountain breeze makes you feel suffocated. The sun rose over the peak, the mountain fog lifted, and a cliff like a giant dragon came into view. Wu Zhu Pang Gao led the people to kneel and worship along the mountain road from time to time, and slowly climbed up to the dragon's mouth at the top of the cliff.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the jungle, and the ancestor stopped and looked at the mountain and frowned. Behind him, Wang Qi looked at his daughter's ancestor's expression, leaned forward and asked softly, "Zu'er, is there anything wrong?" ”

The ancestor pointed to the valley and said, "Mother, there are unclean things there, I don't know what they are." ”

Suddenly, Wang Qishi looked at the red star between Ah Hua and Xiao Zhuang's eyebrows, she seemed to remember something, leaned over Ah Hua and Xiao Zhuang and muttered a few times in their ears.

Concubine Xiaozhuang pointed to the valley and shouted: "The Xiling Luming clan is going to Panlong Cliff, please bless us from the passing immortals." Then Xiao Zhuang shouted, and the clansmen of the mountain road laughed one after another, and no one cared that the sound of the crow from the valley had disappeared, leaving only the wild wind whistling and blowing in the mountain breeze.

Sure enough, there is a big bluestone supported by three legs on the Panlong Cliff, which appears in the middle of the cliff platform like a character, and the clansmen circle around the three-legged stone several times, and never understand what the meaning of this strange stone is born in the Panlong Cliff. Wang Qi was also depressed and puzzled by the three-legged stone in front of him, this was just a stone jar with a large opening, what was the use of such a big power.

The ancestor stepped forward and smiled around the three-legged stone: "That's it, the three-legged stone, come here, carry the three-legged stone back." ”

"Ah, carry it back, Miss Ancestor, this big stone is not as big as dozens of people can lift, besides, how can you carry this stone down the mountain?" The clansmen then began to talk about it

The ancestor said: "This three-legged stone is not an ordinary mountain stone, I know that you can't lift him, but it should not be difficult to push the three-legged stone down the cliff platform, and then carry it back to the clan from the valley." ”

Wu Zhu Pang Gao stroked his beard and looked at his ancestor, but his eyes were looking at the eyes handed to him by the clan elder Wang Qi. Wu Zhu Pang Gao shouted: "This stone is extraordinary, born in the mouth of the dragon in the Panlong Cliff, it must have magical ability, according to the young master's will, push the three-legged stone into the valley, and then carry it back to the tribe from the bottom of the valley." ”

Dozens of clansmen rushed up after hearing this, but the three-legged stone stood still in the dragon's mouth. The ancestor carefully inspected around the cliff, but saw that there were several huge cobblestones neatly arranged in the cliff mouth, and the ancestor pointed to the cobblestone and said: "Roll the round stone to loosen the three-legged stone foot." ”

According to their method, the tribesmen rolled the round stone vigorously and hit the three-legged stone, and after a while, only a click was heard, and the bottom of the three-legged stone was broken, and the tribesmen worked together to push the three-legged stone off the cliff. I saw the three-legged stone go down the mountain and roll down the stream below the valley.

After some turnaround, the three-legged stone was finally placed in the middle of the altar under the Luming clan's altar, the raging fire boiled the top of the three-legged stone filled with water, and as a basket of ginkgo seeds was poured into the boiling water, the problem of the feathered silkworm moth was finally solved. The clansmen looked at the silk of the white flowers drawn out by the silkworm chrysalis, and then they knew the true meaning of the feathered moth and the silkworm chrysalis.

On this day, Wu Zhu Pang Gao passed by the stream and saw that the ancestor had built one with three round stones, and a large-mouth jar was set up on the three stones, so he stepped forward with curiosity and asked, "Young master, what are you fiddling with?" ”

The ancestor got up and arched his hand: "Pombo, am I boiling water in the stove?" ”

"Oh, what does this base boil and what kind of water, what is it for?"

"Pombo, don't call it what base to boil water, I call him to build a stove to boil water, this three-legged stove can be used to cook, can also boil water, if you cover the stove with a wooden lid, you can also maintain the heat of the water, the clan can often eat hot water, if you use this small stove to cook cocoons, you can cook cocoons in their own sheds."

Wu Zhu Pang Gao seemed to understand something after hearing this, he circled around the small stove a few times, and said with a deep salute: "The goddess of the Luming clan descended from the sky." ”

The method of using stone stoves was simple and easy, and it soon became popular among the clans, completely solving the dilemma of boiling cocoon moths.

Since then, the three-legged stone has been widely used by later generations, and the three-legged stone has been passed down for thousands of years. Due to the different uses of regions and races, the name is different in various places, the southerners call it an pot, the northerners call it a stove, and some places call it a plate stove, a base stove, etc., so far, there are many ancestors invented the legend of boiling cocoons, pit cocoons, he has a far-reaching impact on the evolution and innovative development of human civilization.

Xiling Mountain has entered late autumn, the people have put on the grass skirts to protect against the cold, or three or five, or more than a dozen people have gone out of the village into the mountains to hunt, prepare winter food. The young master and the ancestor took the concubine Ah Hua and dozens of people to carry bows and arrows on their backs, holding iron and wooden sticks and preparing to enter the mountain, suddenly heard that foreign envoys came from the tribe, and everyone ran to the tent to see what was going on.

In the tent, the patriarch Wang Qi sat on the tent, she looked at the foreigner in her thirties in front of her and asked, "Where is the envoy from?" ”

The person who came looked at the Wang Qi clan sitting on the top of the tent, and then looked around at several elders of the clan on both sides of the nest, and arched his hand: "Feng Ju, a descendant of the Yi clan of Jiupiling, has seen the master of the Luming clan. ”

Wang Qi's family showed an accident to sit still, called a female servant to serve the broth, she looked at the foreign envoy and said: "Xiling Luming clan has never been in contact with foreign clans, I don't know why the foreign envoy came to Luming's clan?" ”

Feng Ju took a sip of broth and said: "The descendants of my Yi tribe are seven or eight days away from here, but I never knew that there was a Luming clan in this Xiling Mountain, but the ancestors of my clan have been here, I came to visit on the order of the ancestors, I have been to Xiling Mountain for dozens of days, followed by the smoke in the jungle to find, here the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the forests are dense and ravines, and the mountains are full of flowers, which can be described as a treasure land of feng shui, and the residence of the fairyland on earth." ”

Wu Zhu Pang Gao squinted his eyes and asked: "Nonsense, this place is isolated from the world, no one knows about it at all, even if there is smoke from the stove, it can't attract foreigners, tell me quickly, who are you?" ”

The foreign envoy Feng Ju listened and said: "Oh, if you don't treat me as a detail, then let me name a few people." ”