In this way, Yi Tian chatted with Yong all the way and inquired about the tribe, but Yong was too young, he only knew that the tribe was very good, the leader was very good, and the others did not know.

Yi Tian was not entangled, and with the support of his own strength, he pushed open the wooden door very freely and entered the stone house. Looking at the gray rocks outside the house, there are caves inside, especially when Yi Tian actually saw a study.

There are a few rooms in the stone house, and the study is in the middle, although the books are not paper, but there are many, I am afraid that even the people of the village themselves do not know that their leader has a study.

Because these animal skins, or tree bark, or stone slabs, or bamboo slips, all give Yi Tian a sense of familiarity more or less, which is the breath of literature engraved in his heart!

Yi Tian slowly walked a few steps forward, and suddenly, he saw a person at the corner of the study, and the first time he saw him, Yi Tian felt that he was better to see a scholar with a scholar's knowledge, not a barbarian leader.

The leader did not have the evil spirit and majesty of the last time they met, at this time he was like a gentle scholar, and the whole person exuded a kind of gentleness, like a spring breeze.

"Aren't you surprised?! This is the temperament of your literati! Wendao is indeed a great way, especially its infectious power, which is surprising. The leader was writing, and said without raising his head.

Yi Tian smiled, what does this mean? Last time he came, he shouted and shouted to kill, this time it was so gentle? He suddenly couldn't understand the meaning of the leader, this person was like a layer of fog shrouded in it, and he couldn't see through it.

At the beginning, when he knew that he was learning to recognize words and teaching Yong to recognize words, he was still very confident and felt that his education would be carried out smoothly, but at this moment, seeing the strong scholarly atmosphere on his body, he didn't dare to say it.

This person is like a great Confucian, but he has no culture in his body, it is difficult to imagine that the leader of a barbarian village has such a literacy, and it is this kind of literacy that makes his heart hang.

The leader himself has such knowledge, as long as he is willing, he can completely educate one side by himself, why can't it be his turn, or is there other mysteries to clear this layer?

"When I finish writing this painting, I find that Wendao has a great effect on the state of mind, if I don't finish writing, I don't use this method to suppress myself, I'm afraid that I will be angry and kill!" said the leader, still without raising his head.

Okay, Yi Tian smiled bitterly, it was really not that simple, but the leader at this time was not difficult to get along with, Yi Tian was observing this small study on the side.

Yi Tian casually looked at it, and found that most of these different books were recording, recording an unknown tribal history, which was their sense of existence passed down from generation to generation, and in addition, it was the animal skin that recorded literary knowledge.

These hides are all new, and some even smell of blood on them, but under the blend of literary and Taoist breaths, this mixed taste has a touch of iron and blood, just like soldiers and generals, writing unique pens and family letters.

Absolute writing and family letters, sometimes the same nature, a family letter outside the border, in the hearts of these precarious soldiers, how can it not be a unique pen?

Yi Tian didn't know why he thought of such a tragic and desolate scene, but looking at the current leader, he really seemed to see a general who was obviously in the prime of life, but his mentality was weathered.

"After writing, let's talk!" The leader put down the pen, raised his head for the first time, and the moment he saw Yi Tian, he smiled, "I know it's you." ”

"I have made so much progress in less than a year, I am worthy of being a person who can come here, I am worthy of being a peerless genius of the human race, I even feel a palpitating power in you, it's not simple. The leader said with a smile.

Yi Tian's heart condensed, the power of palpitations? Looking at the leader who was completely different from last time, Yi Tian smiled bitterly in his heart, what kind of stimulation did this person have?

"The power of palpitations? You're kidding, I'm just a writer, and I can't compare to you. Yi Tian replied.

The leader smiled and didn't argue, "Isn't it strange, strange why I have the knowledge you say, and even my literary literacy is higher than many of you, including you?"

"It's really shocking, Chief, you have such knowledge, why don't you teach the people in the village to practice, the people in the village are very smart, there must be someone who can successfully enlighten!" Yi Tian said tentatively.

"My name is Lieshan, we used to belong to the Lieshan tribe, although we are still called Lieshan now, but it has become a village. Lieshan didn't answer, but said slowly.

"In the past, the Lieshan tribe, we hunted and we farmed, although there were crises in the jungle and nature, as well as disasters in heaven and earth itself, but we lived very happily, and the people were very rich. ”

"Although I didn't experience it at that time, you see, looking at these records next to it, just by looking at it, you can know how happy the ancestors were at the beginning, and this is our common memory. ”

"Although the former Lieshan tribe was not the largest tribe, it was friendly with other tribes, communicated with other tribes, and was equally powerful. ”

Speaking of this, the leader of the Burning Mountain took a deep look at Yi Tian, and saw that his face was a little uncomfortable before he diluted his eyes, and continued to look at the infinite distance, with a blank expression on his face.

"But we have suffered a great catastrophe! No one knows why the continent we live in has suddenly split from the middle and become two halves!"

"What?!" Yi Tian exclaimed in shock, he seemed to be able to guess what the leader of the Lieshan Mountain was going to say next, no wonder the more he listened, the more weird he felt, it turned out that the Lieshan tribe was not from the Idiom Continent at all!

But the leader of the Burning Mountain didn't seem to hear Yi Tian's exclamation, and he continued: "It wasn't until our branch, the branch that was separated from the clan, came here that I understood why, because of the shemale war!"

Speaking of this, a strong momentum suddenly erupted from his body, Yi Tian was stunned for a moment under this pure momentum, but the leader of the Burning Mountain didn't care about Yi Tian, at this time he was completely immersed in his own world, and he wanted to say his anger and helplessness over the years.

"But now that the shemales have reconciled, too, there are ups and downs in heaven and earth, so why can't the shemales reconcile? But it's none of my business whether they reconcile or not, and the people of our tribe can't support it. ”

"This world is so special, so special that we can't activate the inheritance of our ancestors at all, and we can't repeat the glory of our ancestors! ”

"However, our continent has now been completely assimilated by the idiom continent, and the resources we need, the environment we need, and the luck that we can't see have completely disappeared. ”

The words of the leader of the Burning Mountain went from the painful entanglement at the beginning to the calm now, in this process, Yi Tian didn't know what he was thinking, he seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn't know how to say it.

"But I'm not reconciled, although I know that practicing Wendao is the only way out now, but I'm still unwilling! But what can I do if I'm not reconciled? I'm not just myself, I'm also the leader of the tribe!"

Lieshan hugged his head in pain, this man had endured more than Yi Tian could have imagined, but he wouldn't say anything, because he was just a bystander, he belonged to Wen Dao, and he only recognized Wen Dao.

Although he sighed, this is not his way!