Tribe of Flame Chapter 65: The Quest of Evil Taste, Start Cultivating!

The first rays of sunlight shone on the land, awakening the sleeping life.

It dispels the gloom, dispels the cold, brings light, brings warmth.

The morning breeze is crisp and cool, and I don't know if there are four seasons in this world, but if you really want to say it, this season is already like autumn, the autumn breeze is cool, and the endless leaves are yellow, falling and tiling the fertile earth.

Located on the edge of the Great Wilderness, a majestic, independent of this wide building stands here, surrounded by circular barriers, several walls are like white jade translucent, full of aura, on it, there are all kinds of sacred beasts, mighty and inexplicable, the periphery of this building is extremely extraordinary.

Inside, there are houses and buildings of different styles that are independent of this era, and they are the only ones in the world, and you can feel the essence of civilization and can't help but be amazed.

Last night was a night to remember.

The clansmen have a good house to live in, good things to eat, and a good way to practice the path of sublimation!

At the same time, yesterday's night was also the most reassuring night for the primitive people, with no cold wind, no dew invading, no predator attack, peace of mind and beauty.

The cosy houses cut off the noise of the jungle outside, and the smell of the outermost earthen walls dispels the ill-intentioned, terrified them, and makes them dare not attack.

The great sun has risen, shining on the tribe of fire.

On this day, the people of the Yan tribe all got up a little late, quite attached to the new bed, but they were not bed-laden people, and after a little relaxation, they did not lie on the bed all the time.

On a new day, the tribe is full of endless vitality, and the spiritual outlook of all the tribesmen is more substantial, as if they have become two existences from the ignorant and backward primitive people before.

In the lower reaches of the clear and cool river, many tribesmen came here, followed Hua Fei's movements and poured water into their mouths, gurgling in their mouths, and finally spitting on the roots of the big trees on the ground.

Watering.

Patting his face with clean water, the cool running water washed away some stained faces, washed away the stains left by eating, and washed away the residual sleepiness.

Hua Frisbee sat on the shore, taking a deep breath in the fresh morning air.

Bite!

[Mission trigger: There are strange things lurking in the Great Wilderness to observe you, and for a period of three days, you will continue to shock their hearts, the higher the degree of shock, the higher the reward]

The pale blue template appeared, and the sound continued to linger in Hua Fei's ears at the same time.

"Shocked ......"

Hua Fei twisted his chin, what kind of strange task was this, his brain circuits were a little unable to keep up.

However, this is the first time this kind of quest has been triggered, and the higher the level of shock, the better the reward you will reap in the end.

According to past experience, the triggered tasks are all related to what is happening around Hua Fei, and they are based on it, that is, around him, some strange things in the jungle are about to appear.

"And it's not just one."

"Interesting...... If I am too different from those creatures, this task should become a survival task, not a child's play and a teasing of them. ”

In this way, it is impossible for the strength of the comer to surpass Hua Fei, at most it is only on par with him.

Within three days, no matter where Hua Fei went, he might encounter some creatures in the jungle, which were called 'strange things' by the system, and should be species that could absorb aura.

The fire on the side had been lit, and the red flames had reappeared, and the people in the Yan tribe seemed to have an extra layer of fireworks, busy.

Fruit picking, catching, practicing the gun ......

The tortoise shell was filled with water, wafting with a little grease left over from yesterday.

In the early morning, Hua Fei didn't do anything very greasy, even if the tribesmen looked at him eagerly, he went to the jungle and found a lot of edible mushrooms, put them in the tortoiseshell pot to boil.

Some salty and astringent fruits are squeezed out of the juice and dripped into the pot as a seasoning, which is fragrant and greasy.

Although they saw that Hua Fei didn't make the delicious food of yesterday, the clansmen were not depressed, and they also started to do it themselves, skewering the meat they had brought and roasting it next to the fire.

Hua Fei looked at all this, nodded, no longer relied on him too much, with their growing wisdom now, it was enough to start to do it themselves, and gradually, everyone could develop a character of being independent.

Start small, little by little.

Of course, barbecue without condiments tastes far worse, but it can also quench their appetites.

Finally, I drank a few bowls of natural and delicious mushroom soup, and put it into my stomach, which was warm and very pleasant.

"Drink...... Drink! ”

Five or six children hugged each other, raised their chopsticks in their hands, cheered, chewed food in their mouths, and staccato words came out of their mouths.

Children are smart and receptive, while adults are only a little bit off on their feet.

Hua Fei thought that he should spend more time teaching the language, otherwise, the capacity of their words would still be a little small.

Tidy up and clean up the big flat land in the middle, the clansmen of the Yan tribe are all gathered here at this moment, separated by one or two meters from each other, and slowly, the qi and blood on their bodies begin to surge.

Majestic, majestic, a group of blood-soaked clansmen urged the heavy energy in their bodies.

Practice boxing!

The clansmen stood straight, and the imprint of the pictogram fist appeared in their minds, and the great desolate elephant king roared through the heavens and the earth.

Their expressions were solemn, the qi and blood of their whole bodies were mobilized, their bodies were slightly bent, their spines were still erect, and their thick legs were like a pair of elephant legs deeply embedded in the earth.

They are like a low desolate elephant, and a heavy artistic conception permeates from their bodies.

"Pictogram boxing also has a matching pile work, which runs qi and blood, relaxes meridians and activates the meridians, and stimulates potential."

Hua Fei stood up straight, in front of them, constantly telling the know-how, incorporating spiritual power, making their first practice more effective.

"Drink!"

There was no trembling in the lower part of the body, because after being tempered by the fire of the Hot Wheels, the muscles and bones were sublimated, and the legs would not be tired after doing pile work for a few hours.

The qi and blood in the body were constantly running, the cheeks of the clansmen became very ruddy, and some of the people with the strongest qi and blood had a little white mist on the top of their heads, and the air around them was extremely hot.

The physical strength of the clansmen was already beyond that of ordinary life, and it was not surprising to Hua Fei that they were able to do this.

"Spread your fist!"

Hua Fei shouted, suddenly.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

In the tribe, the heat is soaring!