Mang was stunned for a moment by Mu Bai's question.

"It could also be something rare, like salt."

His answer was somewhat casual.

Everyone is trying to survive, except for the meat of the fierce beast, he doesn't know what has the value of being comparable to Neidan.

It's just that I've heard that some big tribes are richer and more curious about those rare things, and it's not uncommon to be able to trade with Neidan.

But the information he just got made Mu Bai's eyes light up.

Although Mang has few words and only a few words, it makes her see great hope.

First of all, she knew that in this inaccessible ancient forest, the Yanlong tribe was not alone.

Just outside the marginal land, only two or three days away from the Yanlong tribe's campsite, there was a relatively large tribe called Yashan.

It is very conditional to carry out business and trade with each other.

And compared with the poor and white of the Yanlong tribe, the Yashan tribe is much richer.

Not only do they have a large population and a relatively stable settlement, and the people of the tribe have no worries about food and clothing, but they also use salt.

As soon as he thought of the white and flawless transparent crystals, Mu Bai's saliva was about to flow out.

The most inconspicuous salt that used to be placed in the corner of the supermarket, a bag of eight cents, has now become the item she misses the most, and there is no one.

Eating boiled meat without salt and taste every day is unbearable!

Now in Mu Bai's agenda, another thing has been put up, that is, to start a tribal transaction.

At least until the rainy season arrives, be sure to get yourself some salt.

The second is the understanding of the fierce beast Neidan.

Her guess was indeed correct, the inner pill in the beast's body was of different colors, and the corresponding aura was also different.

For example, today's yak beast, it is a relatively rare herbivorous beast among the fierce beasts, and the inner dan is green, and it is customary to use the power of plants and trees when facing enemies.

Although these bloodline warriors don't pick the aura attribute, occasionally there are people who devour the talent of the fierce beast Neidan and awaken the fierce beast.

Maybe it's a matter of personal spiritual root attributes?

This is the same as the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth that Mu Bai understands.

Considering the colorful aura light absorbed in her body, she didn't feel a little big.

So what kind of attribute is she?

Although she has now begun to cultivate and absorb the aura into her body, her entire body has so far been like an empty bottle that only serves the purpose of storage, but she is still confused about how to use the stored aura.

Fortunately, there is a mixture of aura in her body, especially after condensing the first drop of aura droplets, her physical fitness has really made a qualitative leap.

In the past, she boasted of being healthy, but under the backdrop of ancient people such as Wuyuan, she was simply a weak chicken, the kind that would faint at any time if she was carried around in the woods.

But now she obviously felt that her body was much lighter, and she had secretly tried before the bonfire began, although running in the forest was far less flexible than Wu Yuan and the others, but at least she could swing between the two trees.

This is still the effect of only gathering a drop of aura water droplets, what if the storage amount is more and more?

Mu Bai didn't dare to have lofty thoughts for the time being, she only told herself that she needed to at least have the ability to survive in this harsh and primitive environment.

……

The next few days were a rare and comfortable day for her since she came in.

Mang, who has fully recovered from his injuries, is a qualified leader.

Under the management of Mu Bai's previous division of labor and cooperation, he has refined a lot.

With the addition of Black Hawk and Big Stone, the tribe's food stores are increasing day by day.

After capturing the yak beasts, several more fierce beasts entered the account.

It's just that due to the influence of size and level, these fierce beasts did not appear with an inner dan with aura attributes.

Mu Bai, who returned several times full of hope and disappointment, finally understood the preciousness of Neidan.

Not only do the beasts not have Neidan, but even the fierce beasts don't have all of them.

It must be a fierce beast that has been cultivated well, has a sufficient level, and has been old enough.

The green inner pill that was only the size of the yak's thumb was very precious, and Mu Bai tried to devour it several times, but in the end he didn't take action.

Although there is no Neidan, the blood of the fierce beast still contains a lot of aura, and after summarizing and reflecting on the experience of condensing the first drop of aura water droplets, the process of liquefaction of the second and third drops of aura is much easier.

The days of the Yanlong tribe are visibly relaxed, but only the matter of the new camp is still pressing on everyone's hearts.

Although everyone has ranked this matter in the first place these days, and has checked a lot of places, they have all been vetoed by Mang Yi with his head head.

Living in the same tent, although they were separated by Mu Bai, and the two of them did not release river water, she could still feel that the atmosphere in the tent was becoming more and more solemn.

The weather is getting cooler and cooler, and when I wake up in the morning, I am surrounded by white dew.

Mu Bai knew that the footsteps of late autumn were getting closer and closer.

The sportswear on her body was washed and dried, dried and washed, and after seeing that the sky was gloomy, there was no condition for quick drying.

And she still couldn't find a replacement material.

"Is this the hemp you want?"

That night, just when Mu Bai was frowning about the clothes he hadn't changed, Mang, who had returned from hunting, handed over a large handful of plant stems.

The stalks of this plant are much thicker than the ramie she knows, and the leaves are smooth, which makes Mu Bai, who already knows little about ramie, even more uncertain.

However, after tearing off the skin and scraping off the outer skin, she was still very pleased with the exposed plant fibers.

"Are there many of them?"

"Many, patches of growth, not far from the camp, if you want to ask the pickers to help you."

Mang didn't know what Mu Bai wanted this kind of thing for, but out of gratitude for what Mu Bai had done during his recuperation, even under the double pressure of finding a new camp and storing food, he still did what she told her to find what she needed.

Seeing that Mang was not very concerned, Mu Bai didn't bother to explain.

After all, I am not fully sure that I can make clothes at this time.

But these hemp came at the right time.

It just so happened that now that someone was leading her, she no longer had to participate in tribal affairs, and without the blessing of the blood of the fierce beast, her cultivation was also carried out automatically and spontaneously.

Just do it, and the next day she asked the Jiu in charge of picking to help, and directly brought the peeled leather back to her.

I also found several grandmothers in the tribe who were too old to go out to work to help.

The stripped and cleaned hemp fibers were dried in the camp, and soon white twine was obtained.

It is already a time-consuming and laborious thing to get hemp fiber, and what is even more difficult is how to spin hemp fiber into thread, weave it into cloth, and then sew it into clothes!

All this can only rely on the vague memory in Mu Bai's brain.