"Goo-goo..."

After the sacrifice was over, Gongliang carried a vat full of fierce beast blood and poured it on the rice field, and the three-color rice immediately drank it hungrily and began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps, this three-color rice originally needed to be watered with the blood of the fierce beast, but unfortunately, it was impossible for Yanbu to provide enough fierce beast blood as nutrients for its growth, so the growth rate was so slow.

After watering the three-color rice, he went to pick some red wild peppers before going home, but saw Yuhan walking over with Xiao Yuyu in a majestic manner.

"I'm going to go hunting, definitely. ”

Yu Han came to Gongliang's side, stopped, and said with a cheering gesture. It's a bit confusing to make a good conscience.

When he returned home, he sorted out what he had gained, dug up the fierce python gall and red gall wine that had been soaked earlier from the ground, and soaked the bull-headed fire bee and the two-horned insect tail horned snake in high potato wine and buried them in the soil. Then, he carved out a mountain field next to the waterfall where he used to practice knives, and planted ginger, shallots, mountain garlic and mountain leeks dug up from the valley, as well as bamboo dug back from the lake.

Thanks to the energy obtained from constantly eating the flesh and blood of the fierce beast, the true qi in his body is now the size of a peanut, so he began to try to drive the true qi in his body to see if he can impact the acupuncture points of Ren Du's two veins.

It's just that for some reason, the true qi in the body doesn't obey the call very much, but it's a little better than before, a little looser, and it's no longer like before, not moving.

Every time he goes out and comes back, Gongliang will sum up the gains and losses.

It was the same this time, he found that the speed at which his spear stabbed out was still too slow, and he should have been able to go faster, but the reality was that he couldn't do it, and he was distressed for a while. So, he came up with a way to practice in the waterhole under the waterfall. Perhaps, under the resistance of heavy water, there will be some gains. Moreover, water has buoyancy, and if you want not to float, you must wear a heavier iron armor, which can be described as a weight-bearing exercise and practice spear and knife skills.

With this decision, he began to practice spear and knife skills under the waterfall pool, and as expected, under the pressure of the water and the gravity of the iron armor, his speed of stabbing spear and slashing really broke through.

The days went by like this, except for going out to hunt, Gongliang practiced in the tribe, or else took care of the three-color rice and the mountain and wild things and bamboo obtained from the valley.

As he ate more meat and gained strength, he was gradually able to pick up the giant bones he had dug up from his first hunt, and he carried them on his shoulders every morning to practice running. Under the double pressure of iron armor and giant bones, his physique continued to increase, and his running speed became faster and faster. Thanks to this, he was able to keep killing fierce beasts in the hunt, and gradually became a real hunter, a warrior of the tribe.

At night, Gongliang sat on the bed.

With his unremitting efforts, Tiangong lived up to his painstaking efforts, and the true qi in the dantian began to obey his call, and slowly reached the point of doing whatever he wanted.

Tonight, he wanted to try the impact acupuncture points to see if the legendary Ren Du Ermai in his previous life really existed.

Hold his breath, try his best to adjust his breathing, and enter the realm of emptiness, he began to control the qi and rush to the acupoint. In the previous life, it was often said in the book that the two veins of Ren Du were the cardinals of the body, and if Ren Du was connected, the eight veins were connected, and the eight veins were connected, and the hundred veins were connected, which could improve the physique, strengthen the muscles and bones, and promote circulation.

He wanted to see if that was the case.

Ren Mai, there are 24 acupuncture points, starting from the human body directly below the legs of the Hui ***, from the front of the body along the center upward, through the curved bones, the center, Guan Yuan Shimen and so on to the lower lip Cheng pulp acupoints;

In his previous life, Gongliang wrote novels, and because he wanted to use this knowledge, he studied the meridians of the human body.

Now that he wanted to verify something in his previous life, he went through the meridian acupuncture points he had learned in his mind again before he began to prepare for the acupoints.

In the dantian, a cloud of gas slightly larger than peanut kernels was quietly lurking in it, and under Gongliang's thoughts, it suddenly moved and began to rush towards the yin acupoint in the abdomen. With the naked eye, I saw a stream of air slowly rising from under the skin of his abdomen.

In the haze, Gongliang only felt that a bright lamp seemed to be lit in the darkness, and the speed of the flow of true qi became a little faster, and he became more handy. Seeing this, he was going to continue to make the true qi continue to rush upward. It's a pity that the strength is not continuous, and the true qi retracts into the sea of dantian qi.

Gongliang couldn't help but feel a little angry, it seems that the true qi in his body is still too little, and he can only impact one acupuncture point, and he has to make persistent efforts.

When I opened my eyes, I found that it was daylight.

In other words, it was really sad that he used it for one night to impact an acupuncture point, is he the legendary waste material?

It seems that the revolution has not yet succeeded, and everything still needs to be worked on.

Get out of bed and scrub and come to the three-color rice field. After careful care for a while, the three-color rice is almost ripe, and bursts of fragrance continue to waft out from above. It's just strange that this time there were no birds and beasts coming to grab food, it seems that they were afraid of the ancestral gods of the tribe.

A few days later, there was another activity to worship the ancestral gods, and thanks to the orders of the witch, Gongliang got another large bucket of fierce beast blood.

The three-color rice was almost ripe, and under the watering of this bucket of fierce beast blood, the grains on the ears of rice suddenly swelled. It can be seen with the naked eye that the rhizome of the three-color rice seems to have transparent blood vessels, constantly absorbing the blood of the beast and supplying nutrients to the rice ears in a steady stream.

The scent of rice kept wafting out, diffusing into the distance.

There began to be a commotion in the mountains and forests outside Yanbu, night birds flew in fright, and beasts roared.

Expecting that the three-color rice might ripen tonight, Gongliang specially had people fill the area with torches, and found some tribal warriors to come to guard it, for fear that some birds and beasts would come to destroy it.

In the darkness of the night, Gong Hao seemed to see a flock of birds hovering over the woods outside Yanbu, but he was afraid of the ancestral god Yanhuo and did not dare to step into the tribe for half a step.

The three-color rice gradually matures, and the fragrance becomes stronger and stronger.

The birds and beasts outside also began to change from commotion to restlessness. But because Yanbu had an ancestral god, he didn't dare to fly into the protection range of Yanbu's ancestral god Yanhuo.

"Yo"

At this moment, there was a long sound outside, and then a black shadow was seen flying from a distance.

Gongliang looked up, a head like a vulture, a body like a fierce beast, but a pair of fierce birds with fleshy wings flew quickly in the direction of the three-color rice field. It didn't seem to be afraid of Yanbu's Yanhuo Ancestral God, and screamed and pounced fiercely.

Suddenly, a flame of red and light purple floated out from the ancestral temple and fell on the fierce bird.

The flames didn't burn the ferocious bird, but for some reason, the ferocious bird began to scream miserably, and its body seemed to spin in the air in pain. After a while, he fell from the sky and died.

Gongliang couldn't help but glance in the direction of the ancestral temple, it seemed that it was still somewhat useful to worship and sacrifice at ordinary times.

The fierce birds and beasts outside who were attracted by the aroma of three-color rice saw the situation here, and immediately died down and did not dare to move again.

After a while, the blood of the fierce beast in the three-color rice field was completely absorbed, and the rice on the rice ears became full, and a very strong rice fragrance kept wafting out. The fierce birds and beasts outside couldn't help but roar outside.

For a while, the noise was uneasy.