129,600 times 48,000, this is simply an astronomical number, and the speed of the font reincarnation is too fast, and it is still a random transformation, unless you can see through more than one-third of the meaning of this text at a glance, it is impossible to learn and master this text.

This is the text of the gods, representing the laws of heaven and geography, representing the evolution of the laws, even the gods, may not be able to understand all of them, but they have only learned them, and have not studied them in depth.

Learning to write a Chinese character is not the same thing as thoroughly understanding the evolution and era of a Chinese character.

Yang Sanyang was a little frustrated when he heard Bai Ze's words, but he cheered up and stared hard at the golden black feather, his eyes revealing a touch of perseverance: "If you want to ask for Taoist cultivation, this level will not pass no matter what, I must learn the divine language." ”

The font kept changing, and Yang Sanyang tried to forcibly memorize without the slightest relaxation. Even if you memorize by rote, you must learn the language of the gods and understand the myriad meanings of the language.

Learning the language of God is actually a process of cultivation, a process of understanding all things in heaven and earth, and the process of understanding the essence of all things in heaven and earth.

With the feathers given by the gods, Yang Sanyang began to make a big move, thinking about how to get out of the Vulcan tribe.

this day

Yang Sanyang led eight hundred clansmen armed with bows and arrows all the way to the edge of the fire god's protection, raised his head and looked at the miasma mountain in the distance, as well as the lush and demonic ancient road, and a flash of divine light flowed from his eyes: "Burn the mountain!"

Yang Sanyang looked for the hay, then took out the fire fold, lit the dry firewood, and drove the flames in all directions driven by the eight hundred strong men.

The overwhelming fire stained the sky red.

Everywhere the fire passed, birds and beasts ran, countless poisonous insects were buried in the sea of fire, only to see that everything was wiped out everywhere in the fire, leaving a place of ashes.

"But for the sake of the development of the human tribe, I can't care so much!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a trace of unbearability, but he shook his head and gave up that bit of compassion.

The speed of the fire was fast, but it was not as fast as the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests, and the poisonous insects were all killed. There are more clever poisonous insects that burrow into the underground dirt and then take the opportunity to survive the catastrophe.

"Wow~"

The demonic aura in the sky was rolling, the eagle struck the sky, and a big eagle with a flashing black divine light flew through the sea of fire and pounced on the human being: "Bold ants, you dare to set fire to my Eagle Thistle Mountains, you are so bold!"

The demon beast was fierce and mighty, and it was so terrifying that all the primitive people were weak in their hands and feet, and they turned around and fled without saying a word, and even Yang Sanyang, the god son, couldn't care about it.

Yang Sanyang didn't move, and the cracked demon wind rolled up the sand and gravel, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes.

Unhurriedly pulled out the golden hair on his head, only to see Yang Sanyang bow, only to see a golden light flashing, and the demon beast fell to the ground, splashing red.

Kill a monster in a snap of your fingers.

"This beast is far inferior to the King of the Wind, but what's the use of you setting fire to the mountain?" Bai Ze was puzzled.

The fire spread for hundreds of miles, but then I saw that the feng shui of the Great Wilderness Void echoed, and it rained heavily to extinguish the fire.

"If there is no grass and trees in this hundred miles, there will be no wild beasts, and without wild beasts, there will be no demon beasts, and no demon beasts symbolize safety!" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze: "In the future, I will come here every year to set a fire, and after three or five years, those wild beasts will know that this place is dangerous, and the eggs of poisonous insects will be completely burned clean, and corn can be planted here." ”

Whether it is a demon beast or a beast, they all seek good fortune and avoid harm, and they are born with a good understanding of spirituality. As long as they set fire for a few years in a row, this group of beasts will naturally know that it is powerful, and they will not settle here at that time.

Then you will have a way to open up this place into fertile land!

"But setting fire to the mountain is too vicious, and the gods don't like it, but the Demon Ancestor likes your style. If the Demon Ancestor meets you, he will definitely be a confidant!" Bai Ze smiled lightly, his eyes full of strange colors.

"I can't help it, for the survival of the tribe, one day the land blessed by the fire god will not be able to accommodate more than 100,000 people! At that time, I must move to the Great Wilderness, and I will burn out a forbidden area for demon beasts, which can be regarded as preparing in advance!" Yang Sanyang was noncommittal when he heard this.

After burning the fire, then sweeping the demon beasts on the ground, and then looking at the tribal warriors who fled into the land blessed by the fire god, Yang Sanyang's face was not good-looking, and he dragged the demon beast and walked back.

"Sure enough, no one in this world can be trusted!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

The eight hundred strong men seemed to know that they had done something wrong, and they all lowered their heads and followed behind Yang Sanyang, their eyes full of guilt, and they didn't dare to speak.

Return to the tribe, kill demons and eat meat. There is no demon pill, but it can stew 'chicken soup', a casserole full of demon beast meat, and the aroma is ten miles.

Countless primitive people watched with blank eyes, but they didn't dare to step forward, so they could only stand outside Yang Sanyang's house.

Inside the house

Yang Sanyang was eating eagle meat and gnawing eagle talons, and he sat opposite Yang Sanyang, eating happily.

The female leader drank the eagle soup, her eyes showing a touch of satisfaction, and her stomach was very large.

Half ringing

Yah was full, wiped his oily face, and then picked up the casserole, ready to go out and distribute it to the people.

"Come back!" Yang Sanyang shouted.

Ye paused, Yang Sanyang pointed to the stove: "Put it back, in the future, the meat of the demon beast will only be eaten by ourselves." When we can't eat it anymore and it's about to go bad, we'll give it to them again. ”

After a few years of teaching, it had some effect, and although Ye couldn't speak, he probably understood what Yang Sanyang meant.

Yang Sanyang's position in the entire tribe is supreme, no one can question his decision, and the outside tribes gather in one place, and from time to time their eyes drift to the room where Yang Sanyang is, revealing a trace of anticipation.

But he saw him go out of the house, and shouted at all the tribesmen, and drove them all back.

Cultivate cronies!

This is Yang Sanyang's idea, he doesn't want to be Da Yao, Da Shun, Da Yu, and he was forced to be forced to Zen.

The ancient Chinese Zen concession system is a joke, have you ever seen the wolf pack Zen concession?

A group of primitive people understand the Zen system, which is simply a joke, and it is clear that they were forced to hold the Zen position in their later years. It's like the old wolf king of the wolf pack, who was forced to give up the throne and then died in loneliness.

He didn't want to overturn and end up being taken off the throne.

Man is the most realistic animal in this world, no matter how much you have contributed to the tribe before, as long as you lose your value, you are a waste.

Enjoying the demon beast alone, Yang Sanyang will not consider the thoughts of that group of primitive people, even if this group of barbarians is dissatisfied, he has to hold back.

The power of the sky-shaking bow, the power of shooting demon beasts today, the clansmen in the tribe have seen with their own eyes, they have the favor of the gods, who dares to be disrespectful to themselves?

"Cultivate cronies!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of contemplation, there was no doubt that yes was definitely his cronies.

The female chieftain too!

As for Yong, it can be regarded as an experimental specimen for investigation. Yang Sanyang didn't trust anyone, and he didn't believe in this group of primitive people at all.

How bad human nature is, he has seen a lot in his previous life.

Especially today, when people abandon themselves, it is even more alarming to them, human nature is evil!

In fact, without this feather, he is already ready to set fire to the mountain and prepare for the future. Strengthening the tribe is just to make yourself safer and better.

A three-meter-long demon beast, Ye and Yang Sanyang ate for three days, and seeing that the demon beast was about to rot, he gave the demon beast in his hand, and only gave it to the children in the tribe, as for those strong men, they only had to look at it.

"I should actually set up a statue and let everyone worship me day and night and worship me as a god!" Yang Sanyang had the idea of creating a god in his heart, and divine power was the best way to suppress this group of primitive people at any time.

It's a pity that Yang Sanyang can't do that kind of shameless thing after all, a pair of eyes look at the bright moon in the sky, and no one knows what he is thinking.

"Divine Language!" Yang Sanyang was silent, a pair of eyes looked at the bright moon in the void, the bead under his arm has not moved since Bai Ze came, except for washing the marrow and cutting his hair every day, even Bai Ze can't find the trace of the bead.

It was already more than a month after a long time, Yang Sanyang looked at the farmland not far away, and all kinds of weeds came out of the field, making people dizzy.

Hoe!

Yang Sanyang made a hoe, and then removed the weeds around the seedlings in a good way, made a demonstration, and then handed everything over to the primitive people to do.

He's not stupid, he does everything himself, what do you want these little brothers to do?

At this time, he already had the idea of raising power, and he rarely appeared in front of his clan on weekdays, pretending to be mysterious. Distance produces beauty, and makes the descendants of the tribe fear him and treat him as a messenger of God rather than a person.

In the following days, Yang Sanyang had less and less time to come out of the house, and he sat in the house all day to comprehend the divine text.

Bai Ze looked at Yang Sanyang, his eyes full of complexity.

"What's wrong?" Yang Sanyang raised his head, looked at Bai Ze, and noticed the gaze in Bai Ze's eyes.

"You are gradually losing confidence in yourself, you are planning for your future life, you plan to die in this tribe!" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

"Ridiculous! What is the ancestor talking nonsense?" Yang Sanyang sneered.

"You have changed! Since you discovered the difficulty of the divine text, you have changed! You began to think about the layout for the future, thinking about how to spend your old age after you get old, you began to think about your future days, thinking about how to stabilize your position in the future!" Bai Ze's eyes flashed.

"I didn't!" Yang Sanyang categorically vetoed.

"Then why are you pretending to be mysterious? Why did you start to alienate your clan and act like a towering person? Why do you want people to be in awe?" Bai Ze looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, and only sighed after a while: "It's hard to live forever." ”

Bai Ze was silent when he heard this, and only after a while did he say: "What kind of creation is immortality, how can it be easily obtained? What merit do you have to dare to seek immortality?"