Chapter 130 The meaning of the thick earth, the eyes of the ancient
As soon as Qiu Yan returned to the Lianxi tribe, the first thing that caught his eye was also a sturdy man.
These men lay motionless and lifeless on the ground and in the grass, some bruised and some covered in blood.
Around, there were many young people and teenagers from the Lianxi clan, and when they saw Qiu Yan coming back, they immediately cheered.
Qiu Yan nodded, walked into the tribe, and saw the totem pole in the center of the tribe from a distance.
Compared to the original, this stone pillar has tripled!
"The tribes are at war, and the totem pole of the defeated side seems to fly to the victor's tribe on its own, merging in pairs. ”
This thought flashed in his heart, Qiu Yan stepped on it, stepped on it a few times, and landed on the top of the totem pole, and then saw Yin Xiao'e sitting on the stone chair.
In an instant, a breath of law and killing rose from Yin Xiao'e's body.
"Huh?" Qiu Yan looked at it intently, but the breath disappeared again, "This situation seems familiar. ”
On the other side, Yin Xiao'e got up and greeted her.
Next, Qiu Yan informed Yin Xiao'e of the information he had obtained from the black-robed population and his own guesses.
After listening, Yin Xiao'e frowned: "Since you want to use totem poles to ascend to the sky, you will definitely have to fight, and you will always have to fight with others." There was a hint of eagerness in her tone.
"Yes, in addition to the people who came in this time, there are many people who have entered before and have been stranded here, and they have to be guarded against. Speaking of this, Qiu Yan suddenly asked, "Do you know when the last time the ruins were opened?"
"I don't know the exact date," replied Eun Hyo-e, "before the fall of the previous dynasty." ”
Qiu Yan groaned, and then said: "The former dynasty Guozuo was destroyed more than eighty years ago for nearly three hundred years, that is to say, at least some people have stayed here for a hundred years, or more. For a hundred years, whether it is a god or a monk, if they can't be replenished, their strength has been reduced, like the black-robed man, he only uses the people in the forest as combat power, which is their disadvantage, but after staying for so long, he is familiar with this place, this is an advantage. ”
As he spoke, his gaze fell on the group of unconscious men on the outskirts of the tribe: "These people are obviously dead, why can they still be driven away?"
Yin Xiao'e replied: "They have been skilled, scattered into the soul, and reversed life and death, so that after death, the physical body will be stronger and close to the peak of foundation building." ”
Qiu Yan listened, and just shook his head.
"After experiencing today's events and knowing where the goal is, you must have a good life, but now you have to be down-to-earth and not impatient. Qiu Yan said, standing side by side with Yin Xiao'e, looking into the distance.
At the end of their line of sight was a stone pillar towering into the sky.
Totem poles.
Yin Xiao'e was also watching, and then spoke: "That totem pole belongs to the original dice tribe, according to the elders of the Lianxi Department, the god of the sun came there, and there are traces of that god until now, and the god who sits in it now is also extremely powerful." ”
"Just by looking at the height of this totem pole, you can guess something. ”
Qiu Yan said, retracting his gaze.
"Compared with others, my biggest advantage is that I can communicate with the outside world and obtain divine power replenishment, so what I have to do now is to save liliang and wait for the opportunity to move, and at the same time, I must also try to throw stones and ask for directions......"
In the days that followed, the Lianxi clan expanded rapidly.
A flint-handled weapon was made, arming the tribes;
Several edible plants are sorted out and planted for planting;
Most importantly, he mastered the ability to make tinder, which caused the scattered tribesmen who did not have totem poles in the vicinity to defect one after another.
During this period, the Lianxi clan had a battle with the four totem tribes, relying on the unified dispatch of polishing stone tools and silver Xiao'e, the Lianxi clan finally won the victory, got a large number of slaves, and the tribe became stronger and stronger!
Two of the four tribes, there are monks in charge, one is destined for the Dao, the peak of refining the spirit, seeing that he is invincible, he gave up wisely and escaped with the method of disintegration, and the other is a monk of the Divine Soul, who originally took the initiative to find it and wanted to plot against Qiu Yan, but instead was taken by the bookshelf of the scripture department and suppressed it.
On the other hand, under the guidance of Qiu Yan, the Lianxi tribe had a social division of labor, and women showed signs of getting out of hunting and hunting, and began to try to engage in production and farming, but they did not completely give up their arms and had to participate in training.
Yin Xiao'e set up a set of training methods for the Lianxi clan, the people of this heaven and earth, in terms of physique alone, are much stronger than people in the outside world, even if there is no cultivation, as long as they are adults, their combat power will be close to the foundation building realm, and some of them are still excessive, with a little practice and polishing, they can often break through, and there is even a young man who has comprehended the dark energy.
So, according to tribal tradition, this young man called "Shaojing" became the new head of the Lianxi clan.
And every night, when the people of the Lianxi tribe end their hunting, they must be led by the elders, around the bonfire, to worship and pray to the totem poles.
"Fire, fire, fire!"
Many tribesmen sang and danced, skinned some of the prey they had struck, cramped, threaded it with sticks, set it up on a bonfire, roasted it, and then distributed it among the people.
At this time, there was no concept of private ownership, and all prey was owned by the tribe and distributed uniformly, without distinction between large and small.
On the totem pole, Qiu Yan and Yin Xiao'e sat on the stone chair, looking at the towering stone pillar in the distance.
Even now, the totem pole of Lianxi has nearly doubled, but compared to the one in the distance, it is still much inferior.
"With the current rate of expansion of the Lianxi Clan, it won't be long before there will be a conflict with the tribe called the 'Yuan Dice Clan'. Yin Xiao'e spoke, while experiencing some changes in her body.
Next to him, Qiu Yan half-squinted, his eyes jumping, as if there were flames and earth circulating in it.
Listening to Yin Xiao'e's words, he didn't respond immediately, but paused, took a deep breath, took back his feelings from the ground and along the totem pole, and then turned his head and said: "Judging from the information collected these days, this Yuan Dice clan is not simple, and even issued many laws and decrees, restricting many monks and gods, and it has a bit of a command of the heroes. ”
Yin Xiao'e nodded, and then seemed to feel something: "Your aura has changed more and more drastic in the past few days, have you gained anything?"
"It's true that there are some gains," Qiu Yan glanced at Yin Xiao'e, "Aren't you the same?"
"Yes, this trip, even if Zuihou doesn't find the relics, it's not empty-handed, once the experience of these days is settled, it will be of great benefit to Shinto. When Yin Xiao'e spoke, the black and white eyes vaguely reflected the scene of killing.
Qiu Yan nodded, raised his hand and pointed below: "Actually, for me, the Shinto harvest is one thing, and the other gains cannot be ignored. In the ancient books, there is a record of the grand occasion of the ancient holy emperor ruling the world, respecting the majesty, which means great, noble, ideal, as often said, the public world, the emperor Chan, and the current scene is so similar, to see these, it is already worth the trip......"
While speaking, these days, when guiding Lian Xibu, the scenes he had seen flashed in his heart, and at the same time flowed in the hearts of the scholar's clones.
At this moment, the scholar clone in the library of the post station, naturally empathized, grasped a little inspiration, and asked for pen and ink from the library documents, and on the desk in the corner, spread out, grinded, and pondered, and after a long while, he put down the pen.
After this stroke, a vast aura suddenly appeared on his body!
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