Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Chapter 353: I believe that Zixiong (1)

‘A world like that really exists?’

When the short sword stabbed into the chest of the old fish, the old fish tail raised his hands violently, looked at the gray sky with a look of pain, looked at the thick rolling clouds, and watched the rain falling from the sky. Sound loudly: "The ancestors!"

The young and strong people brought by the old fish tail, including those who have fallen to the ground, are struggling to lie on the ground, raising their hands high, and the five bodies throwing the earth to the sky, to the earth, to the boundless Daze in all directions, to the heaven and earth. Everything is intangible and intangible.

The older villagers were filled with the same bitterness as the old fish tail, but the strong, strong, and almost strong tails of the old fish were almost condensed from the eyelids.

The old fish tail spit blood in his mouth, and he fell heavily on the ground.

The old man’s low voice sang a ‘the ancestor’s blessing’. He strode to the other villages in the other village and raised his short sword.

These villages raised their hands high and bowed to the heavens and the earth.

When they straightened up, the old man blinked, his palms slightly squatting, and the short swords penetrated their chests very steady and fiercely.

"The ancestors blessed!" The warriors brought by the old man also fell to the ground. They worshiped the heavens and the earth and worshipped the four sides.

Some soldiers took out the huge pottery bowls. They took blood from the old chests of several old villages, such as the dead old fish tails, and sent the pottery bowls to the old villagers. They used to cut their wrists and drip blood into the pottery bowl.

One by one, starting from the strongest warriors such as the bear's paw, the villagers of the two villages have glued the blood in the pottery bowl and painted a rough symbol in the shape of a flame on their forehead.

Chutian stared at the silent movements of these soldiers.

This is the merger of the two villages, as they agreed before the war, losing everything, winning everything!

Using the old fish tail to make sacrifices for their blood, using their life as a binder, the two villages used this simple and rough ceremony to unite on this small earthen bag.

The two groups of villagers who have just fought each other and see each other have no gaps at the moment. They are like a whole. They are tacitly taking out various kinds of herbs. After smashing, they will treat the injured companions and put the wounds on the raft and send them back. The old village.

The old man took the majority of the soldiers and drove the raft to the village where the old fish tail was.

It is also the water flow up and down in a quarter of an hour, and there is a flat land in the length and width of the front. There are earthen walls above the water surface, with wooden fences on them.

Everything was carried out in a logical way. The soldiers in the village of the old fish tail entered the village and announced that the two villages were one. After the old and weak women and children in the village were disturbed, they were busy.

Pull out all the vegetables in the field, dig out all the tubers, and move all the stored food to the clogs.

Some of the private goods of each household, such as dried meat, animal skin, clay pots, pottery bowls, etc., have also moved in. There are not many belongings in the village, so when the sky is just dark, the brigade The man returned to the old village.

The newly merged villagers were arranged to live in the thatched cottages of the original villagers.

It was as quiet as a night, just like a drop of water and another drop of water. The villagers of the two villages were so naturally combined, even the children were not too much of a surprise.

The next day, the newly merged village, all the young and strong people gathered in the largest huts in the middle of the village.

Chutian suddenly found out that yesterday’s small fire, the wounded soldiers, all of them were sitting around the fire pit and drinking boiled water. Even the guys with several comminuted fractures of the bones actually walked without hindrance.

Chu Tian realized that no one was surprised that he had healed all his injuries overnight!

Feelings, the people in Daze, all have the same physique of this kind of monster. Such a heavy injury, using a bit of inferior herbs, all of them were wounded and acted overnight.

Chutian's injury, but spent a top-level panacea!

And these men, they just put some low-quality herbs paste!

"Monster!" The Rat stood on the shoulders of Chutian and couldn't help but marvel.

“Evolved?” Chutian sat on the edge of the fire pit, huddled side by side with several young people such as crab claws. The original thatched cottage was large enough to accommodate all the green and feasting banquets in the village, but the number of people increased by more than double, and the thatched cottage was crowded.

The old man and a few villages came out. They sat on the thick animal skin mat. After pouring a few bowls of hot water from the clay pot and drinking two, the old man took a bonfire stick in the fire pit. The charcoal poked two times.

"Are people coming together? Then, it is serious."

"Food, no shortage, before the rainy season, the dolls are very diligent, and the reserve of meat is enough for us to eat."

"For four months in the rainy season, you can't raise it like this. In addition to making dolls, the village must be built with a house. This thing is done by the snakes. Before the end of the rainy season, there are enough houses in the village. ""

A skinny old man took a sip of hot water and said: "Give me two hundred dolls, plus some hands-on, more than two months is enough."

The old man nodded. "That, the house-building thing, the snake is old. The huts of this deliberation are still passed down from my grandfather."

All the young and strong looked up and looked at the roof.

The old man sighed: "My grandfather did not expect that the village will suddenly become twice as big. The huts of this deliberation are not enough, and they have to be stamped. This is the old man who brought the wood."

Another village around the old man nodded and silently errands.

The old man looked at the man who was huddled together, and his old face showed a smile: "The next thing is the most important thing. In the rainy season, hunting, collecting what can be idle, but mining, Nothing is wrong."

The young and strong in the house also brought up the spirit.

Mining, that is, the fire and copper veins caused disputes between the two villages, and the two villages merged.

The fire copper ore is useless to the villagers, but the fire copper ore can be used to change a lot of good things. The wine is good, and the forged weapons of the metal make the villagers look hot.

Which warrior does not want to have a sharp metal weapon that can easily break the wooden spear?

The old man chuckled and said: "The place is not big, it can't accommodate too many people, it's windy and rainy, it's very tired. Then two days, change people, take turns to mine, and the ore that is dug out is 囤Get up, wait for the rainy season to pass, let us change things!"

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