Unlike the rest of the ancestors, Houtu is a rare wise man in the Wu clan, and has always been friendly with the monks.

There is also the legendary Great Witch Punishment Heaven, which is from the lineage of the Houtu tribe, which shows how extraordinary Houtu is.

After a long time, Houtu slowly opened his eyes, and said with a sigh of admiration: "It's really a rare good spiritual drink!"

"It just so happens that the concubine also has some crude spiritual fluid here, please ask the Taoist chief to taste one or two. ”

After speaking, Houtu took out a quaint jar, put it on the table, and asked Xuansong Daoist to taste it.

Seeing this, Xuansong Dao's heart moved, and the jar in front of him was very ordinary, without the slightest spiritual light, as if it was a mortal thing.

However, the spiritual liquid that can be taken out of the soil of the ancestor of the Wu clan must be extraordinary.

The next moment, Xuansong Daoist sealed and opened the jar, overflowing with bursts of wine, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "This is the essence of the herbs!"

The creatures of the wilderness do not eat grains, and if they want to make wine, it is more difficult than brewing spiritual liquid, and they don't know when the jar of wine in front of them was brewed.

"The Taoist is very knowledgeable, this thing is brewed from a kind of herb essence by the concubine more than a thousand years ago, except for a long time, there is nothing extraordinary, it is very shallow. Houtu said somewhat embarrassedly.

The Wu clan has almost no use for spiritual objects and spiritual roots, and it is rarely collected, so the essence of plants and trees that brew this thing is just an ordinary plant and tree.

When Xuansong Daoren heard this, he was shocked, but his face remained unchanged, so he poured himself a glass of wine first, gently put it in his mouth, and slowly tasted the taste.

Compared with the spiritual tea, the spiritual liquid in the mouth only has a trace of alcohol, which spreads into the whole body, which is very comfortable.

However, as Houtu said, it is somewhat rough.

If it weren't for the thousand-year-old wine, I was afraid that it would be difficult to eat.

The Wu clan is not proficient in brewing, and it is an ordinary plant and tree, so Houtu naturally will not deliberately brew it carefully.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, what kind of grass and trees are brewed from!"

Xuansong Daoren put down the white jade cup in his hand, looked at Houtu and asked.

A few drinks are dispensable for Xuansong Dao people.

It was the grass and trees that Houtu said that he was very interested in.

"Don't hide it, this plant has no name, it only grows in the mountains, it can bear fruit, the entrance is sweet, and many young children in the clan are hungry with this fruit. Houtu's face suddenly darkened.

Shortly after the birth of the Wu tribe, they had to face a large number of desolate creatures fighting for living space, resulting in a shortage of food in the tribe, and some young children could only use this fruit to satisfy their hunger.

Xuansong Daoist couldn't bear to ask the specific origin of this thing, so as not to be too anxious.

"Why did Daoyou say this!"

"If Poor Dao didn't guess wrong, the fairy should be from the Wu clan, but from the Great Flood Clan, how could he lack food!"

The Flood Desolation World is rich in products, and there are countless spiritual fruits, even the slightly smaller Flood Desolation races also have ample food sources.

Moreover, there are monks in many of the desolate races, who do not need food to feed their stomachs, and at the same time can obtain food for their clansmen through hunting.

Wicans!

Hou Tu showed an embarrassed look on his face, he didn't expect that the Xuansong Dao people in front of him had already recognized her from the Wu clan.

It's not that Houtu wants to hide it, but the Wu clan's lineage, and its reputation in the flood wilderness is really not too good.

"Daoist Mingjian, the concubine is from the Wu clan, so he concealed it, and asked the Taoist not to blame. ”

Hou Tu adjusted his tone slightly, and sighed: "Since the Taoist chief knows that the concubine is from the Wu clan's lineage, it should be clear that my Wu clan's lineage is aggressive by nature. ”

"Since stepping into the wilderness, I don't know how many creatures have formed cause and effect, and after a long time, they will not be able to hunt with peace of mind, but the daily food consumption of the tribe is very large, which will make the food in the tribe insufficient. ”

Speaking of this, Houtu was a little unhappy, and couldn't help but want to change the status quo of the Wu clan.

However, she is only one of the twelve ancestral witches, and she can only restrain her own Houtu tribe, and she is helpless against the rest of the Wu tribe.

There is also brewed wine, which is not used to entertain guests, but to exchange food with the rest of the Wu tribe or the Flood Creature Race, so as to subsidize the lack of food of the Houtu tribe.

Hearing this, Xuansong Daoist sighed lightly and silently did not speak.

When it comes to food, even the great supernatural powers are helpless, and they can't change it, so they can only get food by hunting or gathering

There is no other way to do it these days.

Of course, for the Xuansong Dao people, it is a little different, in addition to the two, there is also a method of farming, which can solve the source of food.

"Fellow Daoists don't need to worry, there will be a solution to the food matter after all. ”

Xuansong Daoist paused for a moment before he continued: "By the way, dare to ask Daoyou, where can this plant grow!"

Houtu chuckled, pointed to the depths of the valley, and said, "This thing grows in the depths of the valley, and the concubine came here to collect some plant fruits." ”

"If you don't believe it, you can go to the depths of the valley and have a look. ”

Deep in the valley!

As soon as these words came out, Xuansong Daoist immediately waved his sleeves to put away the tea tree, and walked away with Houtu.

Speaking of which, the Wu clan is very extraordinary, and if they do not cultivate the primordial gods, they can compete with the great supernatural powers only by relying on their physical bodies and the laws of innate control.

It can be said that every Wu ancestor and great witch is proficient in the physical body and has the ultimate method of physical strength.

After a while, the two of them came to the depths of the valley and looked at the yellow and fruity plants in front of them.

Houtu turned to Xuansong Daoren and said, "It's these plants in front of you." ”

The plant in front of me was six feet in size, slender throughout, and a huge spike hung on the top, very inconspicuous, like a weed.

But in the eyes of Xuansong Dao people, it was full of surprises.

Although he didn't know the specific name of the plant in front of him, he could be sure that this plant was one of the spikes, but he didn't know what kind of plant it was.

At that moment, the Xuansong Daoist stepped forward, picked a bunch of tassels, put them in his hand and gently rubbed them open, revealing the full fruits, put them in his mouth and chew them gently, there was a faint hint of sweetness, which could be used as food.

It is a little different from the grains in the previous life, and there is no such good sweet smell.

At the same time, Xuansong Dao secretly deduced in his heart, although the ear valley in front of him was nameless, it could mature once in three hundred and sixty-five days.

After the spring thunder of the 29th year, it can be planted, and after a few months, it grows again.

And so on, it is enough to have a steady stream of food, so that any flood race can have an abundant source of food, and there is no need to hunt.

Although the method of hunting is the main source of food for the races of desolate creatures, it will eventually be contaminated with killing, which is inevitably a little unbeautiful.