Wang Xiu smiled but said nothing.

Xuan explained, "This is a way to eat it that the prophet just came up with, and it's delicious!" ”

The high priest was puzzled: "This is all soaked in water, can I still eat it?" ”

Xuan nodded, and said with a serious face: "Yes, I also just found out, Grandpa Priest, you can taste it!" ”

As she spoke, she served a bowl for the high priest.

The high priest looked at the milky white fish soup in front of him, and the rich fragrance came to his face, making his mouth hurt and his stomach growled.

It seems to be so fragrant!

So, suspiciously, he brought the letter to the bowl and took a sip.

This one bite goes down.

His complexion changed instantly, and he turned his head and threw it out.

"Wow...... Tongue...... The tongue is swollen! Hiss – it's hot! ”

He stuck out his tongue and kept fanning his ears with his hands.

It's a little cute to look at.

Wang Xiu laughed when he saw it: "You can't drink hot soup so much, you have to take a small sip!" ”

Heard Wang Xiu's words.

The high priest's face was pale, and his already dark face was even more red and black.

How old is he that he still needs a prophet to teach him how to eat?

Shame on the dead!

He laughed twice, picked up the bowl again, and carefully instigated!

It's still hot!

But that's acceptable!

As soon as the fish soup entered his mouth, the rich aroma instantly occupied his taste buds, and an unprecedented umami flavor rushed straight to his mind.

It made him feel as if he was immersed in the clouds and fog, and he felt a little fluttering.

"Incense...... It's so fragrant, it's delicious, it's delicious~"

The high priest swore that he had never eaten such a delicious thing, and it was not at all the same grade as the charred meat that had been roasted in the past!

In the past, at most, it was to fill the stomach.

Now the bowl in front of him is a godsend!

It's all about enjoyment!

He held the bowl with tears in his eyes, and reviewed all the happiest things in his life in an instant.

Find the first woman!

Have your first child!

Find a second woman!

Birth of a fourth child!

Find a third woman!

……

The high priest went up and took a big gulp of the soup again.

Once again, he was burned and grinned.

But I never get tired of it.

Soon a bowl of fish soup was in his stomach.

I saw that there were still a few pieces of fish at the bottom of the bowl.

He grabbed it with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Melt in your mouth!

The fragrance is stronger.

It made him cry of happiness again!

Wang Xiu couldn't help laughing when he looked at this scene.

Immortal cultivators don't get angry.

But if you eat the same thing every day, you will get tired.

I have eaten too much barbecue, and I always want to eat something new!

Because of this, he taught Xuan how to cook food with Ding!

"When you master it, teach this cooking method to the rest of the tribe and let them learn it too!"

Wang Xiu looked at Xuan and said like this.

When Xuan heard this, she nodded hurriedly: "Okay!" ”

Of course, she was very happy to let everyone in the tribe eat such a delicious thing.

Good prophets!!

Side.

When the high priest heard the conversation between the two, his face was also full of surprise, and he knelt directly on the ground, throwing his body to the ground: "Thank you, prophet, for giving us the method of cooking!" ”

It was at this moment when he bowed.

Wang Xiu saw the dense golden light of faith, pouring out of his body and flying towards him.

He remained silent and waved his sleeves: "The high priest is old, don't kneel and kneel at every turn, it's not good for your health!" ”

An invisible force lifted the high priest to his feet.

Seeing that the high priest's eyes widened, he looked down at his body, looked at Wang Xiu, and looked at Wang Xiu with more awe in his eyes, and shouted magically.

He saluted again: "Thank you, Prophet!" ”

Then, he saw that there was still a little bit of fish in the bowl just now, and hurriedly grabbed it with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wang Xiu looked at this scene and thought to himself...... When I go back, I have to teach them how to use chopsticks and how to make them.

The people live on food.

The culture of food often represents the style of a group's culture.

Hand grasping, and with tools.

This is the difference between barbarism and civilization.

with a knife and fork and with chopsticks.

This is the difference between a rudimentary civilization and a more civilized one!

Since Wang Xiu planned to continuously develop the Blackstone Tribe and become his right-hand man in exploring this world, he naturally hoped that the higher its level of civilization, the better.

It's best to cover every aspect!

In this way, Wang Xiu himself is also comfortable to watch!

……

Suddenly.

There was a roar in the distance.

The strong qi and blood accompanied the roar soared into the sky, dispersing several dark clouds overhead.

Wang Xiu followed the prestige, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Someone has entered the second order?" ”

"Check it out!"

His voice fell, and he took one step and disappeared in place.

In the clearing of the Blackstone Tribe.

The young men and young people who were originally practicing had stopped at this moment, looking at the muscular teenager in the center, their eyes full of amazement and envy.

"Really succeeded? Did he really reach the second order? ”

"This guy's body is not as good as mine, but he can actually reach the second order?"

"People work hard, the martial arts passed down by the prophet, how long do you practice every day? Except for hunting, people practice almost from morning to night! ”

"It turns out that the prophet did not lie to us, this martial arts ...... Can we really become second-order beings? ”

"Nonsense, when did the prophet deceive us? If you don't speak, shut your mouth, and in case you anger the Prophet, I'll break your dog's legs! ”

"I ...... I'm just so happy! ”

"It's a miracle...... What a miracle! ”

Wang Xiu passed down the martial arts, and it has been several months now.

The strength of every man in the Blackstone tribe has been extremely considerable.

But break through from the first order to the second order.

This is the first of its kind!

This changed the perception of these primitive people.

You know, in the past...... Only those who are born with extraordinary talents can automatically break through the second order when they reach a certain age.

Sounds a lot like a monster.

In fact, the human race that has not developed civilization is not fundamentally different from the demon beasts, they are all barbaric creatures.

It's just that the human race is inherently weak.

Not everyone can grow to the second order logically.

In a small tribe like the Blackstone tribe, there are often only a few or two people who can do it.

And after the acquired exercise, it is unique to step into the second order!

Although when Wang Xiu passed on the martial arts.

Something similar has been said.

But that's nowhere near as shocking as witnessing it with your own eyes!

……

Now.

In the middle of the crowd.

The burly young man was shirtless, with black hair hanging down to his waist, looking rugged and wild.

The power of qi and blood on the surface of his body is manifested.

It was as if a red cloud enveloped him, thick and powerful.

"That's what it is...... Second-order power? I did it...... I did it!! ”

He was so excited that he knelt on the ground and shouted to the sky, "Thank you Prophet, thank God!" ”

Those who haven't experienced it will never understand.

Understand this leap in the hierarchy of life.

To a certain extent, he who is already a second-order, and these ordinary people in the tribe are no longer the same species!

That kind of change is all-encompassing!

He was so intoxicated that he couldn't help himself.

Not far away.

Shi and Ye looked at this scene and smiled at each other.

This feeling.

They are the most relatable.

"Not bad!"

A voice suddenly rang out in the clearing.

Everyone was stunned.

I saw a young man in white appear there at some point, standing in front of the young man who had just broken through, looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

If not a prophet, who is it?