Survive the cold winter, it is a vibrant spring!

"Boom~"

A spring thunder exploded, and the black particles on the sun were constantly dissipating, as if they were affected by the spring thunder, and a trace of familiar warmth was constantly returning.

"The Xiaoice River period that lasted for eighteen months is finally coming to an end!" Yang Sanyang withdrew his magic eyes, standing at the mouth of the cave, his eyes scanning the melting ice and snow in the distance, as well as the roaring beasts, his brows furrowed slightly.

The herd of beasts is not to worry, the idea of making bows and arrows, he has long been in mind, the great wilderness species are wonderful, and there is no shortage of materials for making bows and arrows.

With a bow and arrow, no amount of beasts is enough to kill.

There are three indispensable factors in the evolution of human civilization. The first is fire, which brings warmth and the power to disperse and defeat the beast. The second is the bow and arrow, which can hunt from a distance, so that humans have changed from being hunted to hunters, and occupy a dominant position. The third is the invention of nets and ropes, which have made human beings have a lot of technical means.

Some people may say that it is a stone tool, but Yang Sanyang confirms that it is a rope, and the rope is the most significant progress of human civilization.

Coming out of the cave, he came to the Great Wilderness World, and used ropes to make houses and other .......

Eighteen months of icy winter, everyone in the entire tribe has gained a lot of weight, and hundreds of new people have been added to the tribe, which has given the whole tribe a breath of hope.

The winter without God has finally survived!

Yang Sanyang put his hands behind his back, his eyes flashed thoughtfully, the hair around his body was like crystal jade, and the whole person stood in the tribal group, which was even more different.

"Boy, that Mifeng has always been a trouble, this guy keeps driving wild beasts to seek revenge, and now that humans want to get out of the cave, they will be attacked by wild beasts if they are not careful, what are you going to do?" Bai Ze stood beside Yang Sanyang, holding the dried fruit in his arms, eating unhurriedly.

"What can I do? That guy has great powers, and I don't know how to practice magic arts, how can I be his opponent?" Yang Sanyang smiled wryly.

"You actually know in your heart that there may not be no way to kill this person, but you're afraid of causing trouble, aren't you?" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang with burning eyes.

With such a pile of treasures in his body, Yang Sanyang has no mana envoy, but the power of the treasure itself alone is enough to pile that guy to death.

"Once you do it, the treasure light will rush into the sky, it will inevitably alarm the strong people in the Great Wilderness, I am still too weak for those strong people in the Great Wilderness!" Yang Sanyang shook his head.

A spring thunder woke up all the sleeping earth, and the ice and snow in the sky had all dissipated in just half a day.

It is not the sun that can dissipate the snow and ice, but the heat of the earth, which dissipates the snow and ice on the ground.

Yang Sanyang stood at the entrance of the cave, his eyes circulating, observing the changes of all things in heaven and earth, until the sun sank in the west, and then he walked into the cave.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed, spring came too suddenly, there was no sign.

When Yang Sanyang woke up the next day, the outside world was already green, the grass came out of the soil, the big tree gave birth to new branches, and a warm spring breeze came to his face, telling Yang Sanyang to tear off the animal skin on his body: "Spring has arrived!"

The beasts in the outside world were eyeing each other, Yang Sanyang held a torch in his hand, and walked out of the cave with a group of primitive people, feeling the breath of spring, and for some reason there was a feeling of living again.

In a winter of killing, the last thing the tribe lacks is torches.

The ponds melted, the rivers were unsealed, and the waves of the rivers were rushing.

As the crowd passed, the beasts retreated, facing the blazing torches, and no beast wanted to try to challenge the power of the flames.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, Yang Sanyang walked in the mountains and forests and found his goal for this trip.

The main body of arrows, bows and arrows, he had calculated in a winter day, and the iron tree was enough for all needs.

The Iron Tree is a tree that is soft when it is alive, and once it is broken and dies, it will become as hard as iron in just two hours, and it is not much worse than real steel.

Isn't that the best material for making a bow and arrow?

As for the bowstring, he boiled a pot of fat during the long ice age, prepared a lot of tendons and veins of fierce beasts, and kneaded them in combination with iron thread grass and hemp rope, and the effect was surprisingly good.

Yang Sanyang broke off a branch of the iron tree, cut it into the shape of an arrow, and then signaled the movement of the primitive man behind him.

The primitives were not stupid, they could understand the instructions of their gods, and they all took action to break the iron trees that had just sprouted.

The arrows of the bow and arrow are too thick, and neither can they be too thin!

Thinner than your thumb, that's enough!

Everyone went to make arrows, Yang Sanyang held a shovel alone, walked through the mountains and forests, met the iron tree with the thickness of the baby's arm, directly cut off a shovel, and then removed the branches and leaves, bent into the shape of the main body of the bow and arrow, and waited for it to solidify and shape.

The iron tree is the best gift from nature to human beings!

After a busy day, thousands of arrows were made, and Yang Sanyang also cut off more than 80 trees and made 80 hard bow bodies.

With a roar, leading all the primitives back to the cave, Yang Sanyang took out the bowstring that had been made a long time ago, bound the hard bows, and made simple bows and arrows.

Bend the bow and draw the arrow.

"Whoosh~"

The arrows whizzed into the darkness, and then a scream was heard.

"It's done!"

Yang Sanyang smiled, looking at the pair of dense miserable green eyes in the outside world, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Wait for a surprise tomorrow!"

With excitement, Yang Sanyang walked back to his stone room and silently recited the Tao Te Ching, and a faint force in the dark was blessed and absorbed by the heavenly net in his body. Bai Ze lay beside Yang Sanyang, opened his mouth and wanted to dip a little rain and dew, and after a while, he closed his mouth with a dejected face: "The situation seems to be a little bad! With the blessing of the power of the Great Dao, what will happen in two thousand years, it's hard to say." That's the power of the Great Dao, even if this kid becomes a god in one day, I also believe it. ”

Ye happily hugged Yang Sanyang, Yang Sanyang has a special fragrance on his body, holding his body, it will make people's hearts calm, as if with a special power, making people feel peaceful.

After a night of silence, the morning sun rose in the sky, Yang Sanyang greeted the purple qi from the east, his mouth moved, and then obediently closed it.

He knew that although the purple qi from the east was the essence of the sun and the moon, it was not something that anyone could devour. Because of this incident, he was ridiculed by Bai Ze a lot, and after six or seven years, he was already numb.

Donglai Purple Qi was indeed not something he could absorb.

Turning to look at the primitive people who were busy eating breakfast in the cave, Yang Sanyang rinsed his mouth and brushed his teeth, then picked up the fish soup and drank a bamboo tube before summoning the tribal warriors to come to him.

The strongest warriors were selected, and the hard bows and arrows were sent down, and the primitive people looked at the bows and arrows in their hands with curiosity, not knowing what to do.

Yang Sanyang smiled, came to the entrance of the cave with a hard bow, swept the beast tide that still refused to disperse in the outside world, stretched out his fingers and stuck an arrow, and the next moment he bent the bow and set up the arrow, only to hear a 'whoosh' sound in the air, and then a miserable scream came from the beast herd.

A beast resembling a leopard was pierced by an arrow, and kept rolling and struggling on the ground, and lost its life after half an hour.

Yang Sanyang glanced at the primitives, made a bow and arrow, and then pointed at the beasts.

The primitive people took out the arrows awkwardly, bent the bow and set the arrows, and followed Yang Sanyang's example, and the next moment the sound of the arrows breaking through the air sounded.

Although the first time everyone shot an arrow, they couldn't stop the beasts!

You can shoot with your eyes closed!

Eighty arrows burst through the air, followed by the roar of the beast, and the arrows pierced its body and pierced its liver.

Bend the bow and arrow

"Whoosh"

Ten volleys were fired, and eight hundred beasts died, constantly rolling on the ground, roaring terribly, startling the beasts for a commotion, and then looking at the arrows flying from the mouth of the cave, the primitive people who bent their bows and arrows, and a group of beasts fled to the mountains with a scream.

The beast is not stupid, seeing a human arrow shooting his companion, he escaped without saying a word, knowing the power of the bow and arrow.

"Roar~"

The primitive man roared, his voice full of excitement and pleasure, and the primitive man used his own strength to subdue the beast.

Eight hundred beasts, enough for a few days.

A group of primitive people cheered out of the cave, felt the breath of spring in the air, picked up the dirt on the ground, and roared with joy and ecstasy.

"There are herds of beasts eyeing you, and there is no need to worry about human food, which is also a mixed blessing" Yang Sanyang stroked his chin, and the next step was to make more arrows, shape more bows and arrows, and pass on the craft to everyone in the cave.

On this warm spring day, the primitive people set traps around them, constantly disemboweling their bellies, and cramping and skinning the beasts.

The thick smell of blood hit the nostrils, causing countless beasts to roar and whimper, staring at each other in the distance, eager to rush over for a piece of the pie.

But in the next moment, I saw eighty primitive people bending their bows and arrows and shooting indiscriminately, and the beasts fled with their tails between their tails, except for adding some big muscles to the tribe to make bows and arrows.

"At least human beings have the power to protect themselves, and in the face of the tide of beasts and beasts, they will not be as powerless as before!" Yang Sanyang stroked his chin, and a large group of people surrounded him, he was teaching everyone the process of boiling fat and making bowstrings.

A group of primitive people looked at it seriously and learned it well, but Yang Sanyang didn't do it at all, but kept correcting everyone's mistakes on the side.

As for the stone pot?

With Yang Sanyang's shovel, there are as many stone pots as there are!

Big, small, square, round, all kinds, in the future, everyone can cook the broth, without having to watch Yang Sanyang eat meat and drink soup alone.

In just seven days, Yang Sanyang, the craft of making bows and arrows, has been passed on, and more than 800 hard bows have been made, and the range of human activities has been increasing, pressing the beasts to retreat step by step, and in the face of human arrows, there is no power to fight back.

"It's worthy of being a heavy weapon of killing, this treasure is simply incomprehensible!" Bai Ze secretly said to himself, if the hundred clans learned this craft, they didn't know how many casualties they would have to add to the battlefield in the future.