The god of fire was suppressed by that little bird, and I remember that there is a flame given by the god of fire in the cave, if I take the opportunity to study it and peek into the mysteries of the gods......?

Yang Sanyang's heart beat wildly in an instant, this idea filled his mind in an instant, he has the eye of the law, he can peek into any law between heaven and earth, the origin of the fire god can never hide his own law eye, if he can peek into the secret of the gods, he may not be able to embark on the road to becoming a god.

The pace accelerated, Yang Sanyang walked all the way, and went straight to the cave**, looking at the divine fire slowly lit in the center of the cave, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

I only thought of coveting the origin of the god of fire and peeking into the mystery of becoming a god, but what if I couldn't become a god?

At that time, what awaits him is the revenge of the god of fire, and the god of fire will never mind venting the suffocation from the little bird to himself.

Death to the blasphemer!

Moreover, he only has the eye of the law, even if he can peek into the order of the origin law of the fire god, what can he do? he can't mobilize the law at all, let alone cultivate himself to become a god?

Yang Sanyang's footsteps stopped, he was still young and had a lot of time, if he wasn't forced to the limit, he would never want to rashly anger the gods and put himself in an uncontrollable place.

"I can afford to wait!" Yang Sanyang lowered his head, his trembling body gradually regained his calm, and slowly turned around and walked on the ground in a big coat, leaving muddy marks under his feet.

This can be regarded as his final hand, if one day he is about to die, there is no chance of immortal transcendence, then it will be the time for himself to blasphemy!

He had never been a man of great courage, and he would never have wanted to take any risks unless he had to.

This is true of the fire, and it is the same now! How can you take risks until you are in a desperate situation?

And the life in front of him is also very good, he lives very comfortably, although there is no Internet of Things, computers, but he can recite the Tao Te Ching every day, study the evolution of the laws of heaven and earth, although he has not practiced, but the background is constantly increasing.

Moreover, the heavens and the earth have repeatedly sent down merits, as long as he does not do things that anger the heavens and people in the future, there will naturally be this heaven and earth to bless him.

"If there is no chance, then I will continue to create merit, and one day when my merit is enough, there will naturally be an opportunity for immortality, and no one will be able to stop me from reaching the top at that time!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a little divine light.

"Disc ......"

Ye walked briskly from a distance, jumped all the way to Yang Sanyang happily, holding a ball of gorgeous flowers in his hand, came to Yang Sanyang's side, staring at Yang Sanyang expectantly, and his black and white eyes showed a trace of apprehension.

Yang Sanyang didn't notice Ye's expression, but set his eyes on the flower, took the flower in his hand and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

A faint aroma came to his nose, and Yah's eyes were full of smiles and joy.

Looking at the joyful face again, Yang Sanyang smiled lightly: "Where did you pick the flowers?"

Ye couldn't understand Yang Sanyang's words, but just called softly, revealing a few hints of coquettishness.

For some reason, in recent days, Yang Sanyang has become more and more beautiful in front of him, and even has a charm that makes people want to move.

"Impossible! How could I be impulsive to a monkey! And it's a male monkey!" Yang Sanyang shuddered, took this terrifying thought into his heart, and then touched Ye's head.

Ye closed his eyes, his eyes were full of enjoyment, and he took the initiative to rub Yang Sanyang's palm.

Seeing this scene, Yang Sanyang trembled in his heart, withdrew his fingers without a trace, took out a turtle bead from his arms and stuffed it into Ye's mouth: "This is the essence of that old turtle that has been honed for thousands of years, and eating it will be of great benefit to you." ”

With a crisp call, Yang Sanyang lowered his head with a wry smile, slowly walked back to the stone room, and inserted the flower in a gourd in his house.

There is clear water inside the gourd, which can ensure that this flower will not die, and the whole house reveals a faint fragrance.

Sunrise and sunset, with the approach of the Clastic, the climate between heaven and earth is changing, and it is getting colder and colder. In the morning, it is close to noon when everyone can go out, and the cold weather outside will dissipate. By the time it was close to three o'clock in the afternoon, the frost had already begun to spread, and the primitive people had to return quickly in the face of the biting cold.

There are less than five hours of a day for the people to hunt.

Time is getting shorter, but it's enough for everyone to hunt.

It's night

Yang Sanyang ate the grilled fish, swept past the primitive people who were busy making children and grandchildren in the cave, and the sound of the beautiful sound in his ears fluctuated, and he couldn't help but feel upset for a while.

Although he is only five years old, he has the mind of an adult, and in recent days, he has devoured demon beasts, and his whole body has been rising, and he looks like a half-sized child, full of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Listening to the voices of everyone, he only felt that his blood was expanding, and he actually reacted.

Without saying a word, Yang Sanyang turned around and walked into his own stone cave, the thick stone wall isolated the sound of the outside world, lying on the soft bed, wrapping his body in tiger skin, Yang Sanyang sighed: "It's not that I have a desire for primitive people, but from the instinct of creatures." ”

A sound of footsteps sounded, Ye slowly walked to Yang Sanyang's house, glanced at Yang Sanyang with bright eyes, and then took off the animal skin and got into Yang Sanyang's tiger skin quilt, stretched out his hand and habitually hugged Yang Sanyang in his arms.

"Huh~"

Feeling the softness of the back, like two small steamed buns, Yang Sanyang was shocked: "When did you grow breasts? Could it be that she is a girl?"

Feeling the softness of his back, Yang Sanyang was a little overwhelmed for a while, and he tidied up the tiger skin mattress for Yang Sanyang to prevent the bed from being ventilated, but he inadvertently swiped his fingers between his legs and touched the swelling that had not yet subsided.

Yay's movements paused, as if thinking about something.

Yang Sanyang's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move, and he only felt that the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing at this time.

After a while, I saw Ye move his palm, straightening Yang Sanyang's body, and then the whole person was lying on Yang Sanyang's body like a gecko, staring at Yang Sanyang with two bright eyes, as if they were two little stars in the light.

Before Yang Sanyang could move, he saw Ye sitting on his lap, grabbing Yang Sanyang's baby with a little curiosity, playing back and forth, lowering his head and looking seriously.

Yang Sanyang was speechless, and hurriedly opened Ye's hand, wanting to move himself down. Ye refused to move, looked at Yang Sanyang with a puzzled face, and then supported Yang Sanyang's baby, and actually raised his body to sit down.

"Slip ......"

Ye's movements were rusty and clumsy, and he actually slid over, and then Yang Sanyang was so shocked that he hurriedly pushed Ye down, roared unhappily, and reprimanded Ye.

Yah's face was aggrieved, his head bowed and he refused to speak, and tears fluctuated in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang was a little soft-hearted, hugged Ye in his arms, patted the other party's shoulder, and then slowly closed his eyes and made a sleeping posture.

Ye blinked his big eyes in confusion, and refused to close his eyes, just looked at Yang Sanyang quietly.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, and I don't know how long Yang Sanyang fell asleep groggily, and Ye also got into his arms and fell into a deep sleep.

After a dreamless night, Yang Sanyang slept well, looked at Ye who was still asleep, and shook his head. Yaye must have slept late last night, and although he couldn't communicate with Yah, he knew what Yah was thinking.

Carefully put on his clothes, looking at the soft collapse, Yang Sanyang shook his head, although yes is very familiar with himself, but he can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Engage in that kind of thing with a primitive man, unless he's crazy!

No matter how uncomfortable it is, it can't be suffocated!

The sun rose in the sky, Yang Sanyang inhaled into the sky, looked at the mighty sun and the divine light enveloped the whole world, and pouted: "The mighty sun is boundless, but he refuses to share my penny, he is really a stingy ghost." ”

In the jingle sound, everyone made a fire and cooked breakfast, Yang Sanyang tore the king crab in his hand, looked at the three poles in the sun, and the cold air that still did not dissipate, he couldn't help frowning slightly:

"It's coming, the Cretaceous is coming!"

The high priest was still lying on the ground and constantly exuding a desolate tone, Yang Sanyang looked at the dim bonfire in the wind and snow, and the high priest's constantly trembling body, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Primitive people are ignorant, but this tenacity is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

Walking out of the cave slowly, the cold whirlwind blew the big wind and swayed constantly, and the cold wind ran through the gaps in his clothes, desperately drilling into his body.

The old priest's body was already stiff, no longer trembling, but the whole person seemed to have turned into a sculpture, and a layer of frost hung on his face.

Yang Sanyang didn't speak, but just stirred up the flames more vigorously, lowered his head and looked at the high priest, and a bowl of hot fish soup was placed in front of him.

"If you go on like this, you will die!" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but sigh, although he knew that the other party couldn't understand, he still couldn't help but speak.

did not respond to Yang Sanyang's words, and with the exuberance of the bonfire, the high priest's body gradually recovered, and his whole body was sweating like pulp.

Slowly drinking the fish soup, the high priest looked at Yang Sanyang with cloudy eyes, then tore the fish meat in his hand, and looked at the flames on the altar with a desperate face.

Yang Sanyang wanted to help the high priest up, but the high priest grabbed his arm, looked at Yang Sanyang stubbornly with his eyes, slowly shook his head, patted Yang Sanyang's shoulder, and tidied up the hair on his body that was blown away by the cold wind, and then turned around again and knelt on the ground, exuding a desolate tone from his mouth.

"Poof~" A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, Yang Sanyang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he hurriedly stepped forward to hold him.

The old priest pushed Yang Sanyang away, and knelt down alone in the cold wind, calling like a cuckoo crying blood.

"It's not his fault, but it's a pity that he took the responsibility back on himself!" Yang Sanyang didn't say anything, just brought a pile of firewood and adjusted the flame bigger again.

"Alas, gods......" Yang Sanyang raised his head to look at the flames on the altar, and after a long silence, he turned to leave.

Help Vulcan chase away the bird?

He's not crazy yet! He's not bored!