At this moment, in addition to Rodin and Amber, there is also a bored Teng Rijing at home. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the ghost butler's mood has been a little sluggish recently, and it seems that he thought of the days when he spent the grass festival with his family in the past, and he chose to keep the empty door alone.

As soon as the little thing Amber entered the room, the ghost butler Teng Rijing immediately showed extraordinary curiosity, floating left and right in mid-air, observing the little guy in great detail.

And Amber doesn't know what kind of variety it is, but it can actually see this spirit that ordinary people can't detect.

It may have felt that the ghost butler was playing a game with it, chasing Teng Rijing in mid-air and jumping and jumping, and even exhaling his tongue mischievously.

A bored ghost, a monster disguised as a horse, this wonderful combination plays with no one else.

"I don't see that you two are right!, well, is it that opposites attract?" Rodin rolled his eyes, not knowing what was in mind.

"Lao Teng, the little guy will be handed over to you for the time being. Play with it. “

The thought was to wait for the grass festival to be over, and ask Baruch to help identify the varieties of amber.

This grass festival is the day when more than 1,000 people of the Flint tribe gather together.

At noon, the game was temporarily suspended, and in the spacious open space outside the camp, the banquet of hundreds of meters of flowing water was in full swing.

As far as the eye can see, dozens of chefs with big shoulders and round waists are crowded at the front of the banquet and are busy preparing food.

Roasted meat, mare's milk wine, milk skins...... A variety of dishes full of grassland flavor are full of aroma and temptation.

Stacked on top of each other, bowl after bowl of seats.

In the midst of the crowd, the grassland men have a bowl of you, I have a bowl of drink, and a large piece of meat is a bowl of toast, and I am proud.

The graceful women were chatting happily, and each one with a flush of excitement on their faces.

As soon as he changed his new mind, smelling the pungent aroma, Rodin's stomach began to haunt and coo.

Since he was promoted to a powerful person, the blood breed has a huge demand for nutrition, he has become a human-shaped rice bucket that eats a lot and is hungry, and the cattle and sheep are used to eating, and every meal is meatless and unhappy, and if he doesn't eat a bloated stomach, he feels uncomfortable.

Just in time for this gluttonous feast, why not feast?

"Rodin, this way!"

He was hesitating when a faint cry suddenly came from not far away, and he followed the voice, but saw the delicate girl who was shining in the sun waving to him, and she thoughtfully occupied two places.

There were hundreds of dining tables, and she was in the center.

Rodin smiled and sat down, and immediately felt a small, delicate and soft hand grip his rough palm.

The people sitting at this table are not ordinary people.

In addition to the two of them, there are also core members of the tribe such as the Wind Brigade, Baruch and Isabella's father and daughter, and Klin.

It stands to reason that these outsiders of the Wind Brigade should not have the status of sitting at the same table with the chief.

In addition, the swordsmith Lexa was also at the table, and he nodded at Rodin, and the other two gray-haired and energetic old men beside him also smiled.

"Come, Rodin, let me introduce you, I believe you are familiar with this old Lexar brother, so you don't need me to say more. ”

"Kling is one of the best silver powerhouses in our tribe, and you have seen it, so you will have to get close to each other in the future. ”

His focus was on the two old men. He pointed at the old man with a red face and vicissitudes in his eyes, and his expression was solemn and respectful.

"This is the current herdsman of Flint Brother Tengger, he has been domesticating and grazing for decades, and tens of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses have passed through his hands, basically all the herdsmen in the tribe have to call him a teacher when they meet!"

The girl beside her suddenly stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man Tengger.

She whispered to Rodin,

"My dear, my horsemanship, horse skills were taught by Grandpa Tengger, others are good!"

Then Baruch turned to another old man with a stiff face and a calm body.

"This one is Brother Chaolu, the current warrior instructor of Flint Stone, and he is also the captain of the Demon Hunting Brigade. “

As he spoke, Brooke sighed with some embarrassment,

"He has participated in five celestial sphere rendezvous, destroyed countless spatial rifts, and led young warriors countless times to save our homeland from dire straits, and he is the greatest contributor to the preservation of the Flint Tribe to this day!"

Baruch's dark beard trembled slightly, and he picked up the wine bowl with some emotion, "Brother Chaolu, I will do it first as a respect, this cup represents the tribal people's gratitude to you for your sacrifice and death!"

The old man Chaolu's eyes were red, and he snorted: "My homeland of the Flint Tribe, it is my duty to protect it, so why do I need to thank you?

His big muscle-filled hand picked up the sea bowl and drank it all.

"Rodin and Cynthia, although they are just newcomers who joined the flint more than a month ago, they are full of potential and will become an indispensable part of the future development of the flints. “

Lexa smiled happily, "Don't worry, Chief, I'm ashamed of Rodin's diligence and talent, and I'm sure he'll soon be able to take charge of himself as a qualified swordsmith!"

Brooke said sincerely to the crowd,

"Of course, a few of you here, you are all the pillars of the flintstone tribe, and you can't do without any of them!"

"Uma, Lino, Claire, Casillas, although the Wind Brigade has not joined the Flint, we have always regarded you as our own people, our brothers and sisters of the Flint Tribe, and the door of the Flint Tribe will always be open for you!"

Several members of the Wind Brigade were quite moved, for some reason, they were reluctant to join the Flints, but there was a friendship between the two sides.

Another round of binge drinking.

Most of the grassland people are bold and sincere, and once they agree with you as a person, they are digging out their hearts and lungs.

Everyone was drunk, and their words began to become familiar, and they talked about the world without taboos.

Rodin listened quietly and obtained a lot of new and strange information.

Not only do swordsmiths have the special skill of mixing sword oil, but shepherds, warriors, and priests all have a tradition passed down from their ancestors, and they are also related to battle.

Tengger sighed and recalled, revealing that in addition to the domestication of cattle, sheep, horses and other livestock, the shepherd also mastered a secret art of taming animals. This beast is not an ordinary beast, but a beast monster, including the wind wolf that flocks to the noble savannah from the Amakan Plains every summer, the hot-tempered and territorially strong demonic bear, the purple electric python......

However, most monsters are naturally unruly, and the difficulty of domesticating them is much higher than that of normal beasts.

In addition, their living environment is extremely oppressive, and their numbers are becoming increasingly scarce, and herders often want to find one but cannot find one.

And only the monsters in the cub period can be tamed, and the older they are, the secret art of taming the beast will be difficult to work.

However, once successfully tamed, the shepherd has an indispensable loyal companion who will never betray.

The secret art of domestication involves flint totem tattoos, special materials, persistent hints, and tacit cultivation of hard work.

Tengger couldn't help but show off to everyone that he had raised the wind wolf for more than 20 years, completely tame and obedient, and he was regarded as a shepherd-like character, probably with the peak level of black iron, which is nothing less than an excellent combat power.

There are even five nomadic herders in the Flint tribe who are quite talented in domesticating, and they have also domesticated the wind wolf to act as a guard for livestock.

Cynthia listened with a little envy and longing, her eyes twinkling like stars, and Rodin also saw her thoughts.

Isn't Amber a ready-made object of beast taming? Now that the girl's witchcraft practice is just starting and she lacks the ability to protect herself, if she can have a monster to act as her guardian, then Rodin will feel a lot more at ease even if he is not by her side at some point.

Such an opportunity should not be missed.

With their hearts in their minds, the two of them immediately spoke enthusiastically from Tengri's mouth.

But the configuration of sword oil is so difficult, how can the secret art of taming beasts be simple?

Baruch was also in high spirits as he spoke, and Rodin finally understood from his mouth the effect of the twelve towering beast-patterned bluestone pillars that had first been noticed around the entire flintstone tribe.

They are the core of the entire tribe's survival when the celestial spheres meet—the guardian totem.

Under the auspices of the tribal priest Baruch, the twelve totems will be activated, and a protective array will quickly form a protective array that envelops the entire tribal camp, firmly holding out the monsters that rush to the tribal camp.

The power of the bloodline of the powerful, the spiritual power of the wizard, and some spars containing huge energy can all serve as its sacrifices.

The twenty tribes of the noble steppe have been able to survive the invasion of various evil forces for thousands of years, and the protection array has made great contributions.

"According to me, Brother Chaolu is still more domineering!"

Between the cups and cups, Chao Lu casually confided in the specific inheritance of the warrior. In addition to the skillful and deadly combat skills honed in blood and fire, the warrior inheritor also has a secret art of beast transformation.

They can rely on a special method to sacrifice the power of the bloodline, activate the power in the tribal tattoo to produce a short-term atavistic effect,

The body has been beastified to varying degrees, and its strength, speed, and fighting instinct have been greatly enhanced, and the secret technique of beastification has been awakened, and his sanity has not been affected in the slightest.

What's even more striking is that the only side effect after bestialization is a short period of physical weakness.

In addition, with the refinement of the beast secret art, the duration of beast transformation and the degree of ability increase will continue to increase.

It's a Berserker upgrade!

Although Rodin has not had the opportunity to see it so far, he can feel that it is absolutely extraordinary.

"I suddenly regretted choosing a swordsmith. “

In his heart, external objects are not as important as the strength of the ontology after all.

But on second thought, if he didn't have the sword oil to learn, he wouldn't have seen Kerrusas, he couldn't understand the importance of controlling the power of the bloodline, he couldn't comprehend the whimsical way of fighting, and he had no clue about finding Dick's long-cherished wish.

Who can understand the difference between gain and loss?