Seeing that the old priest swallowed his kidneys, recovered a lot of vitality, and his qi was much better, Yang Sanyang nodded slowly, patted the old priest on the shoulder, and then turned to leave.

He still has a lot of things to do, and he has to study the purpose of his fish hook, such as why the fish hook can appear next to the river out of thin air, why the old turtle is powerless in the face of the fish hook, and why he can see the vision around the fish hook for several miles.

All this was to be studied, but he could be sure that the hook was indeed a good thing, that he could sit in a cave and fish, that he would avoid all dangers, and that it would ...... He felt that the hook did more than that.

Back in the cave, Yang Sanyang looked at the shell the size of the old turtle's pot lid, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "This old turtle has lived for an unknown number of years, and it has become a climate, I don't know if there are turtle beads in its shell." ”

Yang Sanyang's heart moved, picked up a stone and began to smash the turtle shell of the old turtle, only to hear a clicking sound, but after three or five strokes, the turtle shell had cracked.

The turtle shell had been burned crispy by the fire before, and now it was violently impacted, so it naturally couldn't withstand Yang Sanyang's strength.

"Bang~"

The tortoise shell was torn apart, and the round and crystalline beads were inlaid on the broken tortoise shell, flashing with a glittering light.

"Turtle beads! Sure enough, there are turtle beads!" Yang Sanyang was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to buckle the turtle bead from the turtle shell, and took it in his hand to look at it.

The turtle beads are crystal clear, like amber, and shimmer with a pale yellow glow.

"This is the essence of the old turtle for a thousand years, the end is incredible, this thing must be of great use" Yang Sanyang carefully put away the turtle beads, and then continued to smash the old turtle shell, half a sound in the past The old turtle shell turned into powder, and Yang Sanyang had eighteen more turtle beads in his hand.

"Swallowing this thing can get rid of all kinds of diseases, in this world of poor medical treatment, this thing is a life-saving thing" Yang Sanyang pulled the eighteen turtle beads with ropes, and then carefully hung them on his waist, hanging them as decorations, and then walked out of the cave, looking at the piles of hills of firewood, with a smile in his eyes.

"It's a good day when you don't have to work!" Walking back to the cave and studying the fishing rod, Yang Sanyang suddenly thought that if he fished out a demon beast from the river that was good at physical combat, although the demon beast did not use demon power, but it had the power of ten thousand catties, would the other party roll over and take his own life?

Although demon beasts can kill people with their demonic energy and supernatural powers, their physical bodies have been hammered and forged for countless years, and they are definitely not able to resist their small body.

Suddenly, he felt that fishing was dangerous!

It's like an ordinary person, if the fish caught from the river is not a big fish, but a crocodile, I'm afraid that the surprise will turn into a fright, right?

Help the female primitives pick the fruit, tie the bracket with ropes, and dry the fruit. Yang Sanyang decided that he should relax for a day and then spend this comfortable winter day.

"By the way, there is one more important matter that has not been resolved!" Yang Sanyang looked at his own stone cave with a pair of eyes, but he forgot to open a toilet in the stone cave.

A few years ago, primitive people defecated and defecated freely in the stone cave, causing Yang Sanyang to spend five nightmarish days, and a shadow had been born in his heart.

Although primitive people have wisdom, they still do not pay much attention to the issue of hygiene.

The stone cave is so big, although the primitive people took refuge in the far away stone cave when they handled the urine, the smell could still easily float over.

In the past, it was just a little bit of a slight, but now that I have gained power, this kind of thing must be changed!

Otherwise, he would have endured the taste of a chalky period, and he felt that he would definitely not be able to stand it.

"It's hard to do, the north wind in the Cretaceous is cold, and you can't ask everyone to go out to urinate, it will freeze to death. Even if you can't freeze to death, if you are infected with the wind and cold, it is not good!" Yang Sanyang's heart moved slightly, and his eyes were full of thought: "But the big mountain stone cave is not a mound of earth, and it is not so easy to open it up." This mountain stone is so strong that there is no way to shake it except for divine power. ”

Yang Sanyang's thoughts turned: "Unless...... I can make a tool that induces the blessings of the power of the Great Dao, a tool specially used to dig the earth. ”

"I don't know if it is okay to make a shovel" Yang Sanyang's heart moved slightly, it is not difficult to make a shovel, as long as the material is selected, although there is no iron, there are many woods that can replace iron, and even some wood is stronger than iron.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Sanyang felt that this method was still feasible, the torches, ropes, and fishing nets blessed by the power of the Great Dao all had incredible power, and even demon beasts could be restrained. If the tools made can dig up moving rocks, it is normal!

Walking out of the cave, Yang Sanyang stepped on the fallen leaves, walked in the withered yellow mountains and forests, and looked at the earth yellow and red, and the world was bleak.

The beast hunts in the final hope of gaining enough fat to survive the icy Cretaceous.

Humans also hunt wild beasts at the last moment, hoping to get enough food to survive the icy winter.

After a long time, Yang Sanyang found what he wanted, a tree the thickness of a baby's arm, which could make spears and naturally shovels.

A tree with the thickness of a baby's arm was selected as the handle, and then a large tree with a diameter of 20 centimeters was selected as the main body of the shovel, and the next step was the process of cutting down the tree.

The finger pointed out, dialed the fiery red law, and then the tree was broken at the root, but it was divided into twenty centimeters in size, and it was quickly polished and chopped out according to the shape of the shovel, and then the handle was made, and two holes were drilled in the handle and the main body of the shovel, which were used to inlay the wedge, and waited for it to dry in the future, and united the two in one place.

In half a day, Yang Sanyang has made all kinds of parts needed for the shovel with his own indestructible golden finger.

The next step is to wait for the ironwood to dry, at which point the soft ironwood will become harder than the real steel.

For three days, under the manic sun, the ironwood was dried, and then Yang Sanyang picked up the shovel handle and the shovel head, and hollowed out a groove on the handle that was enough to insert into the skull, and stuffed the head into the horizontal groove on the handle, which was not too big or too small.

Moreover, the hole that the two sides drilled to accommodate the wedge was in the right position, and Yang Sanyang picked up the stone and easily smashed the wedge into it.

The sky is falling, and the ground is surging with golden lotus.

Yang Sanyang looked at the vision the size of Mixu around him, if the vision of Mixu's size was also a vision, he felt a little speechless.

However, the power of the Great Dao poured down, the mysterious lines on the shovel flowed, the wedge was gradually melted, and the shovel handle and the wedge were completely integrated, becoming Yang Sanyang's palm.

The whole shovel is gray, the mysterious lines on it disappear, and even the Great Dao is stingy with the power of the origin, refusing to lower the qi too much, this qi is so weak that it has not even alarmed the gods.

"Maybe it's because I'm familiar with Dadao, the other party is in the way of face, seeing that I'm working so hard, I will lower the consolation prize, right?" Yang Sanyang had no confidence in the inconspicuous shovel in his hand, and casually shoveled a bluestone beside him.

"Puff~"

The head of the shovel sank into the bluestone, and then Yang Sanyang was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

He didn't want to think about it, the power of the Great Dao was the power of the Great Dao, although the shovel in his hand was only blessed with a wisp of the power of the Great Dao, but it was the power of the Great Dao after all, okay?

How many things in this world have been blessed by the power of the Great Dao?

There is no merit coming, Yang Sanyang doesn't care, he looked at the shovel in his hand with a surprised face at this time, but when he saw his slight force, he dug down the bluestone.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Yang Sanyang picked up the shovel, turned his head to look at his stone cave, and then looked up and laughed.

Under the astonished gaze of all primitive people, Yang Sanyang quickly rushed into the stone cave with a gray shovel.

Sure enough, the shovel was indestructible, and although the bluestone was hard, it was like sand under the edge of the shovel, and it was easily excavated.

He thought of the more primitive flowing water toilet in later generations, there was a ready-made waterfall in his cave, as long as he dug a ditch and led the ditch into the big river outside, everyone could defecate in the cave in the future, and they could be directly washed into the mighty ocean river, dissolved into nature, and became a part of nature.

Of course, it's not that there are no sequelae, it's just that it's more disgusting when fishing in the future.

After thinking about it, Yang Sanyang suddenly gave up this idea, he directly led the ditch to the cliff of the back mountain, and called countless natural fertilizers to moisten the vegetation in the cliff of the back mountain, which was decomposed by nature.

Just do it, the shovel in Yang Sanyang's hand left a virtual shadow in the air, and countless primitive people carried the excavated stones.

To construct a flowing toilet, a tunnel was dug for people to pass through, and then a ditch was cut into the tunnel to lead to a waterfall in the cave.

Although the primitive people didn't know what Yang Sanyang was going to do, since Yang Sanyang did this, it made sense.

The primitive Hercules continued to take over, and in one day the tunnel had been dug, hooking up the cliff of the back mountain, and then opening up hundreds of forks of large and small at the cliff.

Each fork has a cave with a fifty-centimeter ditch dug down to connect the cliffs.

It's like that old-fashioned toilet, he doesn't dare to hollow out the whole toilet, otherwise when a gust of wind blows, what if it rolls the primitive man down?

There are hundreds of toilet positions, enough for all primitive people.

However, in half a day, the toilet was dug up.

Then Yang Sanyang shruggedly in front of everyone and told everyone how to use the toilet, and then all the primitive people understood.

"It's done!" Looking at the flowing clear canal, Yang Sanyang breathed a sigh of relief, and the greatest pain of the Cretaceous Era was solved.

Carefully put away the shovel, Yang Sanyang knew that although this shovel was inconspicuous, it was a treasure, which contained a wisp of earth origin and had infinite use.