In Qin Luo's opinion.

These questions of origin are less important.

Nine times out of ten, the original strange insect died a long time ago, and most of the original insect controllers were the same.

Therefore.

These historical disturbances are of little significance to the present, at most it is enough to know what to say.

As for which of those statements are true and which are false.

Qin Luo didn't have the strength to explore them one by one.

And what he is most concerned about now is the specific operation methods of insect control.

In the history of the origin of insect control, it is said that if you want to control insects, you need to feed it with your heart's blood.

But Qin Luo felt that after so many generations of improvements, he should no longer have to use such an ancient and crude way.

After all, the old man summoned it before, and the swarm that devoured the earth dragon was tens of thousands, if not in number.

If only they were all fed by the old man with his own blood.

Even if the old man only feeds one drop of blood for each worm, then the blood of the old man's whole body is also insufficient.

Not to mention.

According to the traditional way, the owner also has to feed with heart.

It's just that the old man didn't mention much about insect control.

What he wanted to tell was obviously the legends of their tribe.

In his heart, the legends of those heroes are more representative of his own clan than those skills of controlling insects and beasts.

Of course.

Qin Luo was patiently listening to the old man's story.

Anyway, the old man looks good now, and his words and narratives of events are all in order.

Then it's good to ask him about insect control later, and don't rush it.

As for the heroic deeds of those Yan tribes, Qin Luo remembered them in his heart.

Although those stories sound half-true, he had promised the old man before that he would record the relevant history of the Yan tribe.

These stories are the best way to reflect the changes of a tribe.

These stories are told from the mouths of old people, and they still have a lot of fantasy colors.

For example, the leader of a certain generation of tribes tamed a group of tigers and leopards, and drove them to expand the territory of the tribe, making the Yan tribe one of the largest tribes at that time.

There is also a certain high priest who can deduce the destiny of heaven according to the pattern on the back of the insect, and seek good fortune and avoid evil.

His method is to make the tribal leaders within a radius of thousands of miles send people to visit the tribe in early spring every year to ask how the solar terms and harvest will be in the next year.

and a certain chief's wife, who had been married in from outside.

But she improved the way she weaved the cloth and greatly increased the efficiency of the weaving.

This allows even the youngest children in the tribe to have new clothes to wear every year.

Therefore, her name was also woven into the ballad and sung from generation to generation.

……

These stories, told by the old man with extra care.

Even if his mouth is dry, he doesn't want to stop, just drink two sips of water, and then continue.

maybe

As he recalls these stories, he is also reliving his own life.

Those eventful years are no more, and he can only regain a few pieces of the spirit of the past from these heroic stories.

Qin Luo as a good listener.

After recording these stories with peace of mind, he raised his head again and asked in a low voice, "High Priest, I have memorized all these stories, and I am glad to understand and have the opportunity to record the past of your tribe."

But I still want to know, do you want to pass on those methods of controlling insects and beasts? The experience of those methods can also be regarded as a valuable accumulation of your tribe. ”

I found this angle from the other person's point of view.

The old man cares about the inheritance of the Yan tribe, so that its reputation and past will not be lost in the long river of history.

And some of the unique methods of controlling insects and beasts can indeed be regarded as part of the Yan tribe.

Seeing that the old man's eyes were a little moved, Qin Luo continued to add a sentence, and said step by step: "In case someone learns your tribe's insect control methods in the future, then he can barely be regarded as half a descendant of your tribe, right?"

So, if he makes a great name outside in the future, won't he be making a name for your tribe at the same time? ”

This statement goes directly to the old man's heart.

Now that his own tribe has perished, those original unclassified legends seem to be less important.

After all, no one is going to inherit them and bury them forever with their own death.

Yes, but not necessarily.

But.

He still asked with some doubts in his heart: "These insect control methods in my hands should be just a small trick for you, right?"

After all, the earth dragon I manipulated at the beginning was in the hands of this person, and there was no power to fight back. ”

After that, he also glanced at Bai Zheng, who was quiet and silent on the side.

He has always been extremely honest until now, although Qin Luo's previous promises can be regarded as having most of the effect, but Bai Zheng's deterrence on the side is also indispensable.

And Qin Luo knew the doubts in his heart, and smiled and said: "It is very important to understand all kinds of methods and learn from others, the high priest should not be arrogant, your methods of controlling insects can be called superb."

What's more, if it weren't for Senior Bai's action, I and the person who left to hang out in the city just now would definitely not be able to capture you. ”

Hearing this explanation, a smile appeared on the old man's face, obviously very satisfied.

He nodded, and agreed to Qin Luo's request.

Then he cleared his throat, which had begun to be a little hoarse from telling the story for a long time, and drank a cup of tea.

This was a break, and then he began to tell Qin Luo, the parts that Qin Luo paid the most attention to.

"At the very beginning, insect control is to feed and irrigate with your own heart's blood. But such a method consumes too much body function, and the rumored original insect controller passed away at the age of only half a hundred.

Therefore, many subsequent insect control practitioners have devoted themselves to improving the means of insect control, pursuing the pursuit of controlling larger insect colonies with minimal damage.

And now there are two mainstream ways to control insects.

First, through sacrifices, we can also achieve the effect of feeding other body tissues, such as feeding hair and skin debris.

However, such a method will make the effect of insect control not as effective as the use of heart blood.

Second, it is very convenient to control the entire insect colony by controlling the insect king, and even as long as you feed more than a dozen insects, you can control hundreds of thousands of insects.

But it could backfire.

After all, if the Worm King you control is challenged to authority by other strong bugs in the swarm, then if you don't control the new Worm King, you will be in danger.

Of course, what I have described above is only the mainstream insect control method, and the insect control techniques of various tribes are all unsecret, and it is difficult to communicate with outsiders. ”

Qin Luo instantly understood the old man's meaning.

He quickly answered: "Then the high priest, the insect control technique of your Rong tribe is even more unique, which is different from those ordinary people outside. ”

Qin Luo said a small boast, which made the old man happy.

He smiled and nodded, "That's nature." After dozens of generations of improvements by our clan priests, there must be their own uniqueness, and I have three changes, but unfortunately there is no successor. ”

"How so?" Qin Luo shook his head, "You can record them, or teach them to me, and when the time comes, I will choose a junior in the future and let him inherit your tribe's insect control technique, won't this be able to pass it on smoothly, is it a matter of killing two birds with one stone?" ”

"It makes sense, then please." The old man lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds before saying.

Just now, they both knew each other's demands, and that conversation was just a superficial effort.

After the conversation started, the old man still decisively chose to teach Qin Luo the insect control technique directly.

The insect control technique of the Yan tribe has indeed been greatly improved compared to the two mainstream methods mentioned by the old man before.

Its general content is to use a series of special methods to make it easier to tame the insect king, and to a certain extent, it is related to the whole insect swarm.

It's just that although this kind of insect control technique is powerful, it has very high requirements for the user's physique, and those who don't have talent can easily endanger themselves by learning it.

As for the means of the beast.

Qin Luo also learned from the old man's mouth.

The old man used to control the earth dragon, but he used several psychedelic control bugs to manipulate it, thus achieving the effect of "royal beast".

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

Of course.

The Ryan tribe has special means of controlling beasts.

It's just that it's the work of the tribal chief.

As a priest, the old man had no interest in that, he only knew a little about it, and after explaining a few words to Qin Luo, he didn't say more.

Therefore, the main knowledge imparted by the elderly is insect control technology.

According to him.

As long as you cultivate a worm king, you can quickly gather a large group of worms no matter where you go.

In the next few days, Qin Luo stayed where he was, learning about insect control with the old man.

After all, if it is the Qing Yin Sect, then they want to provoke the insect swarm under the water, not to mention whether there is or not, even if there is, it will look very strange.

What's more, if you go to the Qing Yin Sect, it is unlikely that the old man will be in the past.

This is for the sake of safety, in consideration.

So they stayed in place for a while, waiting for Qin Luo's rough insect control technique.

In this process, the happiest person is not Qin Luo, who has learned the insect control technique of his heart, but to seek peace.

Originally, according to Bai Zheng's regulations for him, he could only play in the city for one day.

But if Qin Luo stayed in place for a longer time, it would not be good for Bai Zheng to insist on staying in the carriage.

There are few opportunities for Qiu An to come out, and it would be too impersonal to force him to sit in the carriage.

So with Bai Zheng's tacit consent, Qiu An took the large amount of silver tickets that Qin Luo gave him, and continued to go to the city to eat, drink and have fun, and went happily and chicly, just come out every afternoon to report his safety, and by the way, tell him about the interesting things he encountered in the city.

For example, a ruffian saw that Qiu An was young and had a large number of silver tickets, and it took some effort to find out, Qiu An was not the son of any family in the city, so he started to rob the crooked mind of robbery.

Well, robbing the Jindan Realm cultivator's money is something that Qin Luo has never thought about.

At this point, he still admires the ruffian.

Not only did they dare to think, but they did it.

It's just that they ended up miserable, and Qiu An didn't kill him, but he still beat the gang hard.

Of course.

The fat beating of the begging for peace was very damaging to the ruffian.

The main manifestation is not even physical damage, but psychological blows, and their prestige is seriously damaged.

After all, a teenager-looking child chased dozens of them on the street, and finally had to line up one by one to squat on the edge of the intersection to be trained......

Anyway, according to Qiu An's description in the next few days, the ruffian didn't dare to bully the market in that place anymore, because his face was lost, and it was difficult to show his head.

……

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

From a cursory glance on this hillside outside the city, it is no different from before.

But if someone who is careful leans down and looks down carefully, they can find that this large area of land has been turned over and over again, and it is very dense and soft.

And the land was not turned by a plow, and they could not say what had turned the land like this.

It is estimated that few people would have thought that this is actually the effect of a large number of insects coming together and emerging from the ground at the same time many times.

Bai Zheng stood happily on the edge of the hill at this time, looking at the scenery in front of him, and then turned his head from time to time to look at Qin Luo, who was following the old man to learn insect control, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

His nephew has never been out of the sect, and he has not been out for a long time.

Although the interior of the Qingyin sect is very large, if it has been for decades or hundreds of years, no matter how gorgeous and rich the scenery is, it can be said that it is very single in the eyes.

in the outside world.

Bai Zheng saw these scenes that were once peaceful in his eyes, and he felt some emotion in his heart.

When I was able to move freely and freely, I never felt that there was anything to appreciate such a scene.

But after being closed in the sect for hundreds of years, these once sparse and ordinary scenery have become precious.

Is this called the unobtainable forever in turmoil?

Bai Zheng inexplicably remembered Qin Luo's previous complaint, which was used to describe his current state of mind, but it was extremely appropriate.

He looked at the pedestrians coming and going down the hillside, the carriages coming and going, and took a sip of tea.

"If there is no Dao Alliance, I am afraid that I can do this on weekdays, and walk freely in the outside world." Bai Zheng sighed in a low voice.

He still yearns for freedom in his heart.

At this time, Bai Zheng had to have a wry smile on his face.

I'm afraid that if the Dao Alliance exists for a day, it will be difficult for me to have the freedom to walk freely one day after that.

Even now, he always pays attention to his surroundings, perceives all kinds of possible dangers, and even makes early warnings.

As he thought so, he suddenly noticed something unusual.

A hundred miles to the northwest, there is a big movement!

Bai Zheng was not fully engaged in probing the surrounding movements at this time.

He can detect abnormal movements, relying on the sensations in his subconscious.

But when he sensed that something was wrong, he immediately used his divine sense to probe in the northwest direction, wondering what was going on in that direction.