"I almost missed this big baby."

Qin Ran, who returned to the Yanyang Tribe, naturally turned on optical stealth.

Qin Ran, who was standing on the altar, looked at the totem pole more than three meters high in front of him, and his face was somewhat helpless.

Such a precious thing was ignored by himself.

"The totem pole can store my divine power and continue to protect the Yanyang tribe, and it is obvious that it also contains a divine treasure."

"It's a pity that I just became a god, and I didn't notice this thing for a while."

Qin Ran's eyes opened and closed, and he could clearly see that there was a golden divine light in the totem pole.

Like the One-Eyed Stone King, that golden light was none other than the body of the Sun God.

Once the sun god is born consciousness, this golden light will be his body, making him an independent being.

But it's a pity that the current sun god is Qin Ran.

The totem sun god is long gone.

"With such a treasure here, the refinement of the Sun God Spear may be much faster."

Qin Ran put his handprint on the totem pole, and the powerful divine power invaded the totem pole, which immediately caused a fiery red thin line to appear on the totem pole.

It was a sight of a stone being burned into a liquid, but not flowing down.

Looking at the scorching magma, Qin Ran put the Sun Divine Spear on it.

As soon as the Sun Spear touched the magma, it slowly sank into the totem pole as if it was being dragged by an invisible palm.

The divine power gathered his eyes, and Qin Ran's gaze looked inside the totem pole.

As soon as the one-eyed stone king's god body refined the gun blank into the totem pole, the golden cloud was wrapped around it like a liquid.

That golden mass contained the divine power of the sun, and it was inherently controlled by Qin Ran.

Under Qin Ran's control, all the lines on the gun blank were covered with gold, and the one-eyed pattern was also covered by the sun lines.

Of course, this kind of covering is not a replacement, it is simply covered.

When it is replaced, the One-Eyed Stone King will disappear completely.

"With the accompanying treasures of the sun god and the beliefs of the tribe, it should be quickly refined."

"But in the end, it is to be refined into my Sun God Spear, so this kind of refining should not be consumed but replaced."

Qin Ran's finger was a little on the totem pole, and the divinity that belonged to him was suddenly stripped out of a part and merged into that ball of gold.

His own divinity plus faith is enough to refine the divinity of the One-Eyed Stone King into his own divinity.

"The rest is terrazzo work."

Qin Ran, who had done all this, nodded with satisfaction.

The Sun Spear is conceived in the totem pole, which can be refined with the help of the believer's faith to the greatest extent.

When the divinity of the One-Eyed Stone King is completely gone, all that remains is the Sun God Spear that belongs to Qin Ran.

At that time, Qin Ran will be holding the Sun God Spear, which will undoubtedly be equivalent to having a part of the divinity outside, and his power will become even stronger.

However, now Qin Ran is not very concerned about the Sun God Spear.

Compared to the Sun God Spear, Qin Ran cared more about his tribe.

Because winter has come.

Standing on the altar and looking down from above, the entire tribe was covered in snow.

The houses that had been built haphazardly were already overwhelmed by the heavy snow, and it only took a gust of wind to completely collapse.

"The snowflakes are fluttering, and the north wind is bleak."

Qin Ran didn't know why, and the melody of a cut plum suddenly sounded in his ears.

Just by seeing this scene, Qin Ran's DNA moved inexplicably, as if he saw the tidal sea spirit...

The last thing that is missing in the cold winter is the strong wind.

Call...

Qin Ran's thoughts had just become angry, and a cold wind blew the ends of his hair.

"The north wind is coming."

Qin Ran looked up at the sky, and the instinct of the gods made him realize that this was a violent wind that would blow for three days and three nights.

……

Woo~

The cold north wind echoed through the endless wilderness like the roar of a ferocious beast.

In the face of a long winter, even the apex predators choose to hibernate.

In the face of nature's might, even the extraordinary can sometimes seem fragile.

The cold wind howled and swept across the earth like a cold knife.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, and countless ancient trees have been blown off their branches.

"What should I do?"

"It's been too windy this year!"

"The house is almost untenable, patriarch, you have to think of a way, we will all die without a house."

"If there is a fire in the house, if the house collapses, will there be a fire?"

The heavens and the earth were gloomy, and the earth was covered in silver.

But the humans of the Yanyang tribe are anxious at the moment.

The houses in the tribe simply could not withstand such a strong wind.

Not to mention the random houses built in the tribe, even the houses in the northern countryside in the real world will not look like them after the cold wind in winter crosses.

All the houses were shaking violently, creaking and squeaking, and they looked crumbling.

Such a dangerous house could not be left any longer, and everyone in the tribe ran out.

But in the cold north wind, everyone will only be more desperate.

It was so cold that the wind blew on my body like a knife.

Adults can still resist for a while, but the children start to cry as soon as they come out.

All eyes were on the patriarch, hoping that the wise old man would once again lead the tribe through the difficult times.

But what can the patriarch do?

In order to keep up with the real civilization, the original backward but sturdy buildings have been demolished, and it is too late to regret it now.

"Don't panic, everyone!"

"The old man is already thinking of a way, we have spent countless winters, and we can also survive this winter."

In the howling cold wind, the old patriarch was shivering from the cold, but he still stabilized everyone's emotions loudly.

"Ada, you and Aru take care of the newcomers."

"They can watch jokes if they like them, but don't let them be careful."

After calming the clansmen for a while, the old patriarch privately instructed Ada.

The people of the Stone Pillar tribe were conquered, but it was obviously impossible to get them fully integrated.

The process of conquest is to kill people, which is originally a blood feud.

And although the other party has shaken his faith, the faith in his heart is still the one-eyed stone king.

The wavering for a while was only temporary.

Growing up with faith is not so easy to replace.

In such a situation, the old patriarch was afraid that they would make trouble.

"I can only pray for the protection of the gods."

The old patriarch in the cold wind, after arranging everything, looked in the direction of the altar.

There is a totem of the great sun god.

Human beings are too small in the face of nature.

The only option now is probably to pray to the gods for protection.

"Everyone's listening."

"I'm afraid this wind will blow for a long time, and our house can't hold on for half a day."

"There are too many old, weak, sick and disabled people in the tribe, and there is no way to survive this gale."

"But... Do not be afraid, my people. ”

"We are the people of the sun, and we are bathed in the light of the sun god."

"The sun god will protect us."

I have to say that the old patriarch has a hand in mobilizing emotions.

When the whole tribe was dazed and desperate, the old patriarch used such a simple word to give birth to hope in everyone's hearts.

Yes, we can't survive the wind.

But we are the people of the sun, and we have the protection of the sun god.

With this in mind, everyone looked at the altar with their eyes shining.

And those outsiders who were about to move, also hibernate with strange expressions after hearing the name of the sun god.