Time flies, the sun gradually rises over the majestic mountains in the sky, and the dew on the blades of grass is dried by the bright sun.

The morning workout is almost over.

The women had prepared breakfast, and the enticing scent wafted from the stone houses and permeated the tribe.

At this time, they were standing around the clearing, watching the tribesmen swallow the essence of heaven and earth and temper their physique, from time to time they exchanged heads and ears, praising those children who were strong and solid, and their faces were dancing with bright smiles.

In a moment, when the last of the soft and brilliant purple morning glow of the Eastern Sky Dome completely disappeared, the hazy spiritual mist that swirled in the tribal clearing also quickly dissipated.

The adult clansman slowly woke up from his cultivation, his face full of unfinished meaning, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and took his work.

"Alright, get the credit!" At the same time, Mo Li's voice sounded in the ears of the children.

"Whew......" The children exhaled like adults and made a gesture to close the gong.

Then they let out bursts of cheers, rubbed their aching hands and feet, and then dispersed and hurried to their respective homes, where they all smelled the tempting smell of rice permeating the tribe, and their stomachs were already hungry, and they couldn't wait to go home to eat.

Mo Fan was sandwiched between the many children and also ran towards his stone house.

His little face was red and panting, and his forehead was covered with fine drops of sweat. The tribe's method of tempering his body was too violent, and it put a lot of burden on his young body.

Of course, this is also the reason why children who are too young and old people who are exhausted cannot follow the tribesmen to exercise in the morning.

The old people were busy outside the house, and they were ready to go home for dinner, and when they saw the children's lively and sturdy figures walking in the open space, the old people all showed smiles on their faces.

The adult clansmen did not leave the clearing, they looked at the children running fast, and counted them with laughter and curses. They got together and were discussing things.

"Recently, the tribe has run out of food, and we have to go into the mountains to hunt today, otherwise tomorrow there will be people starving. A gray-haired clan elder frowned, his face full of worry, and said to the clansmen around him.

"I'm running out of meat. ”

"My family is also ......"

A group of clansmen spoke one after another, responding to the peace.

"Yes, uncle, almost every household has not much animal meat left. It is true that we haven't hunted in the mountains for several days. Mo Xiong's voice sounded like thunder in the crowd. He is the leader of the tribe's hunting party, specializing in hunting and obtaining food for the tribe's people.

......

They talked about the tribal trivialities. But it is clear that the most pressing problem for the tribe at the moment is food shortage.

In the end, the patriarch Mo Yuan stood up, his eyes swept over the people in the clearing, and stayed on the body of the patriarch Mo Long, he opened his mouth and arranged: "Ah Long, after breakfast today, you also take some clansmen and the tribe's hunting team into the mountains to fight for more prey." ”

When the Mo Yuan tribe was young, he used to travel in the area of tens of thousands of miles around the tribe, and he was the most knowledgeable and wise in the tribe, and he was also the most prestigious old man in the tribe, and he was deeply convinced by the clan.

"Okay!" the patriarch Mo Long agreed, then looked at the strong adult clansmen in the clearing, and ordered: "Okay, everyone go back to eat! After breakfast, prepare to go into the mountains to hunt." ”

Hearing this, the clansmen all left the clearing and walked towards their homes, ready to have breakfast.

Mo Fan saw the figure of Grandma Qu Rou from a distance, waiting for him by the clearing.

"Grandma. Mo Fan shouted, and at the same time, his pace also sped up a little, and he ran to Qu Rou's side.

"Afan, are you tired today?" Qu Rou looked at Mo Fan, whose face was flushed, wiped the sweat drops on his forehead, and asked dotingly.

"Grandma, don't be tired. Mo Fan raised his head to look at her and said in a tender voice.

"Okay, let's go! Let's go home for dinner." Qu Rou smiled, and then pulled Mo Fan towards the stone house, and Mo Fan followed her into the house.

The stone house is very empty, the area is more than 100 square meters, the ground is made of flat gray stone slabs, there is a wooden table in the middle of the room, there are four wooden piers covered with animal skin pads around the wooden table, there are various gray and black clay bowls and pots in the corner, and a huge stone bed covered with animal skin is placed in the innermost part, and there is nothing else. The walls of the stone house are made of gray-brown rock, which is extremely rough and has the characteristic texture of the original stone.

On the dining table, there is rice, a clay pot is placed in the center of the stone table, holding a few pieces of roasted golden animal meat, the meat is rich and fragrant, but the amount is insufficient, and it has not yet occupied half of the volume of the clay pot.

There are also three black pottery bowls, placed next to the clay pots, which are filled with meat porridge made of coarse wheat and animal meat, and a few pieces of cooked meat floating on the meat porridge. Today's breakfast is obviously not rich, and each person only has this bowl of meat porridge and a few pieces of animal meat.

Mo Fan sat straight on the wooden pier, Qu Rou beckoned him to eat, and sandwiched the beast meat floating in his bowl into Mo Fan's bowl, and said with a smile: "Afan, now is the time for you to grow your body, you must eat more beast meat." ”

"Well, Grandma, you eat too. ”

Tempering his body consumes too much body essence, and Mo Fan's stomach is already growling with hunger. He looked at the delicious breakfast on the dining table, an innocent and satisfied smile appeared on his immature little face, his hands suddenly moved, and his left hand grabbed a piece of fragrant golden beast meat, opened his small mouth and bit it hard, and his mouth was full of oil.

Chewing the beast meat and swallowing it into his abdomen, Mo Fan immediately felt that there was a thin warm stream of warmth coming out of the beast meat in his abdomen, rising from his belly and flowing in the limbs and bones of his body, and his body was suddenly warm, like basking in the warm sun, and the fatigue of morning exercise and the soreness of his muscles seemed to be swept away.

However, he was not surprised, his expression was calm, and he was obviously used to it, and devoured the remaining beast meat in his hand, and held a clay bowl bigger than his small head, and drank the delicious meat porridge in a gulp.

The world is reckless, all things grow, and the aura is extremely rich. In such an environment, the fierce beast absorbed the aura to cultivate, and the flesh and blood naturally contained abundant essence energy. The tribesmen of the tribe eat these spiritual animal meats, which can nourish the body, make the body vigorous and vigorous, and the body becomes strong and powerful.

Especially for young children, eating beast meat every day can increase their strength, and it is also conducive to tempering their bodies and cultivating the method of swallowing essence every morning, which can be said to have a far-reaching impact.

Qu Rou drank the meat porridge in the bowl while watching Mo Fan gobble up his food, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, Mo Long walked in from outside the stone house, he sat directly at the dining table, touched Mo Fan's head, took out a piece of animal meat from the clay pot and put it in Mo Fan's bowl, and said:

"Afan, eat more animal meat. ”

Then, Mo Long picked up another piece of beast meat, took a few bites, and said to Qu Rou in a vague mouth:

"Recently, the tribe has run out of food, and today I am going to hunt with the tribesmen. ”

"The tribe has organized hunting again, you must be careful......" Qu Rou was drinking meat porridge, and when she heard Mo Long's words, her body paused, put down the pottery bowl, and raised her head to look at Mo Long, with a worried look on her face.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful. Mo Long said softly with relief.

After a while, after breakfast, Mo Long was about to stand up.

Seeing this, Mo Fan hurriedly stood up from the wooden pier, ran into the stone house with his calves quickly, and turned around when he was about to leave, and shouted in a tender voice: "Abba, I'll help you get the bone spear." ”

Hearing Mo Fan's immature voice, Mo Long and Qu Rou looked at each other and smiled.

After a while, Mo Fan walked out of the stone house, holding a strange bone spear in both hands. The length of this bone spear is two and a half meters, and I don't know what kind of bones of the beast are polished, the whole body is crystal white, the surface is silver, it does not look like bone, but like jade, but the texture is hard and heavy comparable to divine iron, the spear head is smooth as a mirror, sharp and incomparable, the spear body is stained with dried and difficult to clean stains of blood, condensed into blood-colored veins, and there is a trace of evil qi wrapped around it, obviously many fierce beasts died under this bone spear.

It's just that Mo Fan still had some difficulty lifting this bone spear, his little face was flushed, and he staggered, barely lifting the bone spear over his chest, and even his arms were trembling slightly.

Mo Long saw his son Mo Fan slowly walking out of the stone house with a snow-white bone spear, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It must be known that his bone spear weapon has an extraordinary origin, and it is polished from the bones of demon beasts, and it weighs hundreds of catties. And Mo Fan is only six years old now, and it has only been a few months since the tribesmen tempered his physique, and the strength of his arms is hundreds of catties, which is really a bit unexpected to him.

Mo Long strode forward, took the bone spear from Mo Fan's hand, looked at his well-behaved and sensible son, and solemnly instructed: "Afan, you must study with Grandpa Mo Yuan carefully in the tribe, those things are very useful, you know?"

"Yes, Abba, I see. Mo Fan nodded vigorously and replied.

Then, Moron removed a large, heavy, dark bow from the wall covered in animal skins. The bowstring was made of the most elastic tendons in the body of the beast horned python, about the thickness of a baby's fingers, and the whole body was glowing with a crystal black light, and a quiver made of animal skins sewn with arrows forged from fine iron.

He hung the big bow on his body, carried the quiver with the animal belt behind his back, and was about to step out of the door, when he turned his head and glanced softly at Qu Rou and Mo Fan behind him, and then turned his head and walked out of the door in the bright sunlight shining through the stone house door.

Mo Fan and Grandma Qurou followed behind Mo Long, and also walked out of the stone house and came to the tribe's clearing.

In the open space of the tribe outside, the tribesmen who were ready to hunt had gathered, and they all carried weapons in their hands, either white bone clubs polished from the thick and hard leg bones of fierce beasts, or spears, broadswords, and broadswords made of fine iron, and many of them carried bows and arrows on their bodies.

Mo Xiong, the leader of the hunting party, stood in front of the clansmen. His figure is particularly burly and strong, half a head taller than other middle-aged men in Mobu, and the whole person is like a black man walking upright, giving people a strong sense of oppression. The bulging muscles of the whole body are bronzed, as if they are about to burst, and they look more solid than steel, and the thick and messy hair is scattered, as if they have never been taken care of, and the beard residue on the face is full of beard, looking rough and wild, and brute force is unparalleled.

In his hand, he held a giant black broadsword made of alien iron, the blade of which was sharp, flashing with jet-black cold light under the light of the fiery red morning sun.

When Mo Long walked out of the stone house, the clansmen in the clearing looked at him one after another, only to see the patriarch Mo Long holding a crystal white bone spear, carrying a bow and arrow, striding towards them, with thick black hair, a burly and tall body, and a resolute face radiating brilliance in the morning sun, very dazzling.

"Patriarch. ”

"Patriarch ......"

The clansmen greeted Mo Long one after another, and there was a serious atmosphere in the original tribal clearing, but with Mo Long's arrival, it suddenly became relaxed and active.

After that, several young men came out of their stone houses one after another and walked into the hunting procession. At this time, all the tribesmen who were going to hunt had arrived, and the tribesmen were all ready to go.

In the clearing, there were many women, children and old people who also came out of the stone house standing next to the clearing, Mo Fan and Grandma Qurou were also standing in the crowd, they looked at the relatives who were about to go hunting in the mountains and forests, and prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that God could bless them to return safely with their prey.

Seeing that the hunting clansmen were ready, Mo Xiong, the head hunter, shouted to the clansmen around him:

"The hunting party departed. ”

Under the watchful eyes of the clansmen, the hunting party left the tribe and walked down the gentle mountain, towards the distant Cangmang Mountains.