Even, among the surrounding tribes, the "fire maniac" is not a nobody, the people who dare to shoot their spears in front of the saber-toothed tiger, how many people are there in the vast Longji Mountain Range?

With this reputation, the cold fire is enough to marry back a woman who is like a flower and a jade, and can give birth to a wife. This is already a great honor for a hunter of the Kaolin clan.

But now it seems that Leng Huo has never taken this to heart.

"Leng Huo, are you really going to sacrifice to Saint Bai Feng?" After enduring it for a long time on the road, a young man couldn't hold back his mouth and asked. As soon as his words fell, the more than twenty clansmen around him immediately turned their eyes to the cold fire.

The name of the boy who opened the question was Thorn Tiger, and it is said that his grandfather was bitten to death by a saber-toothed tiger, so his father gave it such a name.

Although he was three years older than Leng Huo, after Leng Huo showed the courage to fight the saber-toothed tiger, Thorn Tiger immediately regarded Leng Huo as his idol in his life, and he respected him very much. But even the Thorn Tiger expressed great doubts about the target of Cold Fire.

The reason is very simple, to sacrifice to Saint White Peak, you need to use seven fierce beasts as sacrifices. This is by no means to say that you just slaughter some wild boars, flying deer and the like and think you are beasts, that doesn't count. The names of the seven beasts have long been spread all over the world, and women and children know them. What about the seven sacrifices?

The fangs of a tyrannosaurus rex in a drizzling forest

The claws of a flying dragon on the five-flower grassland

The eggs of moa beasts in a gravel wasteland

The leather of an emperor crocodile in a misty swamp

The tail of a velociraptor in the Shadow Forest

The golden eyes of the nocturnal dragon on the fertile plains

The flying fin of a plesiosaur in a triangular bay

None of these seven beasts of prey are to be messed with. The song has been passed down for hundreds of years, but no one has ever been able to kill enough beasts to collect all the sacrifices.

Leng Huo nodded slightly, "This time back home, I'm going to leave after I've assembled the spear." If I can't climb the White Peak to make sacrifices, I won't go home again. ”

The rest of the hunters all looked gloomy.

Although Leng Huo has not participated in the hunting team for a long time, he has won the love and respect of everyone, and at this time, they are in a good mood when they hear Leng Huo admit to leaving.

Thorn Tiger hesitated for a moment, and then persuaded: "Cold Fire, we have all seen the footprints of the Tyrannosaurus, think about it, we are not as tall as its soles, how can we kill each other and pull out their teeth? ”

When everyone heard this, they opened their mouths one after another. For the tribe of the Kaolin clan, there are never too many powerful hunters. Because, that means more food access.

It's just that Leng Huo has made up his mind early, and he has been planning for two years, so how can he be shaken by a few words of advice. Therefore, no matter what they say, Leng Huo just shakes his head. He doesn't refute, but he doesn't agree either.

Seeing that Leng Huo was not moved by their words, these people put out their thoughts, thinking that after returning to the tribe, they would inform Leng Huo's parents, and they would definitely be able to keep Leng Huo.

From the middle of the Ambergris River to the valley where they lived, it was three hundred miles away. It took them eight days to get back to the valley.

The snow melted, the stream flowed, and the grass on both banks sprouted green shoots. At noon, they waded through the cold stream with the baskets on their backs and the goods they had completed this transaction, and finally saw the familiar, wooden houses of different heights.

"We're back!" the young man, who had been out for half a month, couldn't hold back his shout, his voice full of smugness. After all, the goods they had worked so hard to bring back this time, whether it was bronze spearheads or table salt, were all things that the tribe urgently needed.

After a while, countless clansmen rushed out of the wooden house, watching their harvest with joy. The bustle was extremely lively, and the children got in and out of it, looking forward to growing up quickly.

Of course, these people are just looking at it and enjoying it, and all the goods need to be distributed by the newly selected clan elders and distributed to every household.

Leng Huo did not join the commotion, and he returned home alone. This time, there was no kind gaze from Grandma Leng Huo at the door of the house, and naturally there was no delicious cooked meat.

Push open the heavy wooden door, and cook skillfully over a cold fire. The dry food he ate on the way made his lips bubble a lot.

After a full meal on the cold fire, he had time to take out a wooden stick from his room and prepare to make a spear. This stick is also made of iron birch, and it is even longer than the long stick that was traded out of the cold fire, which is three meters three. In fact, they are one. At that time, the branch that was broken by the cold fire was more than six meters long, and the cold fire cut off the part with a fork at the front end and sold it, which was the left end of the root. This section of wood is harder and heavier.

Leng Huo checked the thickness and found that it could be used in conjunction with the spearhead with only a slight modification, which was a surprise. This means that his workload is drastically reduced, and it also means that he can travel earlier.

After tying the sticks with hemp rope to two tree trunks not far from the doorway, the applicable tools were taken out over a cold fire. It was a long stone with subtle unevenness on the surface, and the whole was dark blue.

This stone can be used to polish worn bronze blades and is a common tool. The Kaolin people usually call it the grinding stone. In the beginning, the cold fire used a flat sharpening stone to polish the roots of the iron birch, and it eventually took a full year and a half to break the suitable branch.

Iron birch is extremely hard, and even grinding with a sharpening stone can take a lot of effort. It took a whole afternoon of grinding, and the cold fire only completed a third of the work.

Leng Huo looked at the sky, the pink sun dyed the clouds in various colors, and the brilliant sunset painted the valley beautifully, like a fairyland.

"It's time to cook!" At this time, it was the time for the hunters to come home with their harvest, and Leng Huo stopped what he was doing, wiped his sweat, and began to cook dinner.

After dinner, in the moonlight, the cold fire continued to polish the handle of his spear. The grinding stone rubbed against the iron birch fiercely, and the sound of snorting and snorting could be heard far away in the silent night.

At night, the Kaolin people rarely move around each other, and the fatigue of the day requires a lot of rest. People go to bed shortly after dinner.

It is precisely because of this that the persistence of the cold fire for a whole year and a half is precious. Without that year and a half of perseverance, there would have been no iron birch, let alone the birth of the most luxurious spear of the Kaolin clan.

It will be the spear that belongs to the cold fire, the most gorgeous crown. Leng Huo's mood was a little excited, and as soon as the spear was completed, he would leave the valley and embark on an unknown journey. Please keep in mind: Lily, website mobile version computer version, lily free fastest update no anti-theft, no anti-theft, error chapter Ask for a book Looking for a book, please add the lily book friend group QQ group number 548944127