Let's say that after asking Chuanting to sigh, he entered several people's dreams one after another, and found out some situations, most of which were useless dreams, either taking care of children, or cultivating and picking fruits, only a few of the few were related to sorting herbs, as for how to use herbs, how to use them did not involve it. Thinking about this, I still have to get the answer from the sacrificial elders.

There is no hurry to ask these questions, after all, he is only three years old now, and he still has a lot of time to waste.

It wasn't until the east was bright that Wen Chuanting ended the dream experience, quietly retracted his consciousness, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Wen Chuanting got up at the urging of Eminem, and Ah Da had already entered the forest with his clansmen.

Primitive tribes are like this, they go out early and return late, hoping to hunt enough food, after all, cultivation has not been fully developed, there is no effective and systematic cultivation process, that is, the fresh fruits eaten are picked from the mountains and forests. If you are rich, you can dry it in case of winter famine. If there is not enough food in a famine year, not only will humans not find enough food, but wild beasts will also be unable to endure famine, which will cause a chain reaction. In the end, the supply of food for the elderly and mothers-in-law was reduced, and the surplus food was mainly used to supply the strong and children in the clan, after all, children are the future of a clan.

Wen Chuanting is still sitting on the threshold of his house, reflecting the morning sun, falling into the depths of his own consciousness, if he doesn't look closely, he will only be in a daze. In fact, he had already entered the sea of knowledge, the space supported by the nine-turn glazed tower, entered the ancient tower, and learned to remember with the help of Taling Siyu. It wasn't until Eminem beckoned to eat that he came to his senses.

As the days passed, the leaves turned from green to yellow, to flying all over the sky, and Hao Ran, who was immersed in learning, found that with the arrival of the first light snow, it had entered winter. It's been more than half a year since I woke up. Dreaming every night, Tianxuan dreaming has become a small success, no longer entering the dream as a tourist, can only observe silently, now you can do a little guide the dream of the carrier, choose what you need.

The only drawback is that he still doesn't dare to bring his divine sense close to the range where the sacrificial elders are. I remember that for the first time, when the divine consciousness was able to cover the whole village, and the village, regardless of age, could be used as a carrier for its dreams, the self-confident Wen Chuanting approached the range of the sacrificial elder, and before he could really get close, he found that it felt like being targeted by a fierce tiger, and his intuition told him that as long as he was close to the range of the sacrificial elder, he would be hit fatally. Wen Chuanting retreated after a slight hesitation, and at the moment of retreat, strong spiritual fluctuations came out from the place where the sacrificial elders were located, and the entire village was swept back and forth many times. At this point, Wen Chuan's divine consciousness did not dare to approach within ten meters of the sacrificial elder.

"Now that the divine consciousness covers the entire tribal village, the time to fall asleep is not short, whether it is the tribe's training secret arts, or hunting, the experience is almost learned, only the practice of knowledge remains. Wen Chuanting thought as he stroked his smooth chin with his small hand. "It's a pity that I'm too young now, Eminem definitely won't let me out to know how to practice. Even if Eminem lets him go, Uncle Guarding the clan won't let him go. It's a nuisance. ”

"Now my cultivation has also encountered a barrier, and if you jump over it, the sea and the sky will be wide, and you can get close to the place where you want to worship the elders, but you can't jump...... The heavier ones are not sane, or they may become the living dead without sanity, and the lighter ones are traumatized, but they have to think of a way to get the best of both worlds. ”

Subconsciously grasp the snake's tail coiled around its neck. "Well...... This is a good way, but now that it is winter, the snake's body function is declining, and it is not convenient to travel due to congenital conditions. "I was a little hesitant. "After all, you have to give it a go, otherwise you don't know how much time you will waste to perfect the exercises. "Ask Chuanting is very ruthless, and finally make a decision. At the same time, the snake clone slowly slid down from his neck, and its writhing body was as fast as lightning, and disappeared from the end of sight in a blink of an eye.

Through the subtle connection, Wen Chuanting knew that the snake clone had slipped into the house of the sacrificial elder.

"Huh?" As soon as the snake body entered the house, the sacrificial elder had a sense, and his eyes were focused on the snake. The snake body felt a heavy invisible pressure, and the snake formation unconsciously coiled up. Asking Chuanting's doppelganger consciousness does not limit his own nature, and when he encounters danger, he coils in formation, spits out snake letters, holds his head high, and prepares for battle.

"Brother Hao'er's pet of Ah Yi?!" The sacrificial elder no longer paid attention to the snake body. The snake body felt that the pressure disappeared suddenly, the snake body did not relax, and still held its head high in the direction of the source of danger just now, and in the black and white world, I saw the sacrificial elders staring intently at the clay pot on the bonfire, and from time to time put a beast bone, an eyeball, and a handful of herbs in the clay pot.

"There is no pattern. Through the perception of the snake body clone, Wen Chuanting analyzed the actions of the sacrificial elders.

"I guess I'm making some kind of ointment. "I can't determine what is boiling through the perception of the snake clone, but I can guess something. Every time the tribe hunts, they will bring some herbs by the way, and the mother-in-law can also bring back some herbs when they go out to pick, these herbs are cooled, sorted, and then sent to the house of the sacrificial elder, and bring back some medicinal powder from the sacrificial elder, mostly to stop bleeding and detoxify, and a kind of black ointment, Wen Chuanting learned from the dream of the Jingzhuang people that it is a kind of ointment that helps cultivation, the name is very ordinary - black blood ointment, it seems to be very noble. It's just that people will feel a strong pain when they apply it, and every time they apply it to their whole body to practice, they will sweat profusely after each practice. Children can't bear this kind of pain, only when they are over 12 years old can they use it, and the first time they use it, they can't use too much medicine, otherwise they will die of pain. Until the use of ointment to adolescence, the period of use of ointment is generally three to five years. The later effect is not as obvious as the initial stage.

Through the perception of the snake clone, it was found that the sacrificial elders regularly put some powder into the bonfire, and asked Chuanting to think that it should be something to help burn. As for what it is, there is no clear hint given in perception.

Time passed slowly, it was already the second half of the night, and it was found that the sacrificial elder had a new movement, and the half-asleep Wen Chuanting was refreshed, and the originally lowered head of the snake body clone suddenly raised.

"What a sharp snake!" the sacrificial elder, who had already stood up, glanced at the snake body that raised its head and shook his head. Under the gaze of the snake body, he walked to the wall, picked up a clay pot, and knew from the snake body's perception that it was a basin of blood, full of a strong smell of blood, but rich in this high energy.

The sacrificial elder slowly walked back to the same place, poured the blood from the basin into the boiling casing, and took out some spiders, centipedes, and scorpions out of nowhere and threw them into the clay pot. Judging from the form of these poisonous creatures with teeth and claws, Wen Chuanting knew that these were living creatures.

With the input of the living creatures, a large cloud of mist emerged from the mouth of the clay pot. The sacrificial elder urgently sprinkled two handfuls of powder on the bonfire. A bonfire is rising.

"It doesn't look like we're refining poison. With the perception of a snake body clone, Wen Chuanting clearly felt the spirit of the snake body and the relaxation of the body.