The stars twinkled in the sky, there was no moon in the sky, and a cold mist covered the village, and occasionally a few barking dogs came from afar, making the night even more deserted. Wen Chuanting was lying on the windowsill of his house, looking at the smoking chimney of the old man's house.

Just today, Ah Da, who asked Chuanting, that is, Brother Hao in people's mouth, took Wen Chuanting to visit the elders and priests in the village. It was an old man with wrinkles all over his face, unrecognizable in age, hunched over his waist and holding a cane with a skull in his hand.

After Brother Hao explained his intentions, the priest stretched out his other hand, and asked Chuanting to notice that the priest not only had wrinkles crawling on his face, but even his hands were as thin as chicken paws. The priest touched Wen Chuanting from head to toe and from left to right with his hands, and even his little brother who was carrying it in animal skin did not let go.

"Old rascal!" asked Chuanting with hatred in his heart. It's a pity that people are small and have no right to speak. Even protesting, saying what you want, is only a joke.

The priest shook his head after touching Chuanting.

"Elder......" Brother Hao said anxiously. Without waiting for Brother Hao to ask again, the priest raised his hand like a chicken paw and waved, "Go back, your family has weak bones, and it is impossible to learn our skills without a strong skeleton." Let's go back......" Before he could finish speaking, he turned around and walked into the house. Wen Chuanting saw a ceramic cauldron hanging from the bonfire through the open door, which was not the point, the point was the bonfire, which burst out with a little green spark from time to time. Without waiting for a closer look, the door was closed.

"Elder...... You are looking at my family Ah Yi, his head is better than ours Turin......" Brother Hao followed two steps, but did not dare to continue, just shouted outside the house. In any case, the door of the sacrificial house was never opened. In the end, Brother Hao left with Wen Chuanting stupidly. Back to your own yard.

"Ah Da, my bones are weak, and I can't learn the ability to sacrifice to the elders, so it's not bad to learn to hunt with you. Ask Chuanting to comfort Ah Da on the way back.

"What do you know, don't look like you're going to die at any time, you have a lot of ability, remember when I was your age, the old man was like this. At that time, a group of marsupial lions broke into the village, and the body of the fierce lion was much smaller than that of the fierce lion, and there was a fierce beast with a belly bag, and its teeth were quite strong, comparable to the bite force of a fierce lion three times its size. At that time, all the men of the Konghou tribe went out, and they were busy for a day, and they used all kinds of means, and there was nothing they could do about this rough-skinned beast, and finally they sacrificed a handful of medicinal powder to the old man, and numbly turned over all the living creatures present, which solved the trouble at that time. In this way, nearly half of them still hummed in bed for half a month before they got up. You must know that we all have the strength to carry a beast of several hundred pounds on our shoulders and run all day without panting. But in this way, nearly half of the men were injured. If it weren't for the sacrifice of the old man, our Konghou clan might have been hurt even more, and might even be swallowed up. ”

"That's medicine, too!" asked Chuanting muttered quietly. Brother Hao'er's worship of the old man he didn't dare to agree with.

"What kind of stinky cub are you talking about?" Brother Hao'er's voice suddenly raised.

"No, no. Wen Chuanting hurriedly denied it.

"Don't look at the sacrificial old man who looks like he's going to die, his strength is no less than yours. A thousand pounds of beasts in his old man's hands is like picking up a stone. Otherwise, how do you think the old man will live on his own? Every time he comes back from hunting, the fattest and strongest game is sent to him. Every time I send it, I don't see any animal bones thrown out, and it really does not even leave any bone residue. ”

"Where are all the bones and fur?" asked Chuan Ting suspiciously.

"Of course I ate ......!" Brother Hao replied a little vaguely.

"Oh" asked Chuan quite simply, he was afraid that he would be kicked in the ass if he asked again. If he keeps kicking, it won't take him a few years, and his ass will be stronger than his body.

"Ah Da, why is the bonfire in the sacrificial house green and not yellow?" In the end, he didn't hold back, and asked Chuanting to raise his own questions.

"Is there one? It's yellow, you read it wrong!"

"Oh," the messenger replied weakly. The two didn't say anything all the way and slowly moved back home.

"Ah Yi, come here, eat! Eat more meat, eat meat to have strength! Only then can you grow muscles and bones!Hurry up!" Brother Hao'er's roar came, and it pierced straight into Wen Chuanting's ears. Today's refusal to sacrifice the old man seems to have given Brother Hao a lot of stimulation.

A mouthful of square clay pots squatted fiercely in front of Wen Chuanting. "Eat quickly, if you don't finish these things today, see that I don't beat you. Brother Hao stuffed something in his mouth and didn't forget to threaten.

Wen Chuanting sighed with a bitter face, picked up the clay pot with both hands, almost threw his whole body into it, and swallowed the meat in the clay pot.

The night was slightly cool, and Wen Chuanting was lying on the stone bed, with a thick leather mattress under him, and his body was covered with a tiger skin, and his small body was tightly wrapped. The snake body clone was coiled next to the pillow, and the whole body melted into the night, only the two green eyes were like bright lights.

"The body will be raised for a month, and the soul memory will completely adapt to the body, and it is time for me to try the actual effect of this heavenly dream. Wen Chuanting, who only showed one head, narrowed his eyes slightly. A terrifying glimmer of light shot out like a sharp sword.

The body stretched, and the small hand under the skin pinched a seal, and a trace of invisible fluctuations came from Wen Chuanting's head. Closing these eyes is like falling into a deep sleep. At this time, the snake clone that dissolved into the darkness stood up leisurely, and the green was like a radar straf, accompanied by the swallowing of the tongue. If there is danger, the clone of the snake body will definitely burst out leisurely. The deity is in a state of cultivation, and the duty of the doppelganger is to guard. What's more, this is a doppelganger with a relatively independent consciousness.

The fluctuation came out of the Wen Chuanting hut, avoided Ah Da Ajim's room, avoided the firewood room, and spread outward in an arc with Wen Chuanting as the center of the circle, ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters, and the waveform transmission was weak. "This is the limit, the maximum capacity is only thirty meters," asked Chuanting, slowly retracting his divine sense. Although he has not cultivated in the past three years, he has a physical body temperature, which has stopped the consumption of divine consciousness, and there is still a small surplus. When he woke up a month ago, he didn't rush to cultivate, but just tried his best to integrate and adapt the awakened consciousness memory with the new body.

Received twenty meters, ask Chuanting no longer retract, at this time is relatively a suitable distance, close can be quickly recovered, far away can be put out ten meters, not far not close to just right. Besides, within 20 meters, there are exactly two families with children who are not much different from Wen Chuan. It's also the object of tonight's experiment.

It's not that I don't want to find adults to do experiments, after all, adults have experienced a lot of things, their minds are no longer simple, and their dreams are more complicated. The risk factor is relatively large. Under the premise of no preparation and experience, entering too complex dreams may lose oneself, and adults are generally stronger than children, and they are more likely to be easy to detect. It is more suitable for children, with small mental power, simple minds, and relatively simple dreams.