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Chapter 140 Propagation
This is the most thrilling story Aoi has ever heard.

She knew that when the earth was angry, it would shake and crack, but she had never heard of the sky cracking!

After thinking about it, I think it is reasonable, since the earth can split open, so can the sky, and the temper of the sky should be better than the earth, and it doesn't get angry often, so very few people have seen it.

She remembered that the previous priest said that a long time ago, their ancestors experienced a great flood, which destroyed everything, and they had to find a new home and finally migrated here.

This is exactly the same as the scene described in the story!
More importantly, the bluestone was discovered just after the great flood. On the way of migration, an ancestor found a smooth, round and distinctive bluestone, and picked it up for the tribal collection. Passed down from generation to generation, from generation to generation, until the birth of the first earth priest.

Now she understood, all understood.

The big flood that year came out after the sky cracked!
It was the ancestor Nuwa who completed the sky and quelled the flood. This bluestone is the legacy Nuwa left to future generations!

Miao said: "The function of the white stone is to purify sewage. It belongs to a girl named Lin. She not only can use the white stone, but also knows a lot of knowledge. I heard from the children that she healed many people during the tribal assembly. The people of the River Tribe call her a wizard. Do you know wizards?"

Aoi shook her head. Compared with the brand-new title of wizard, she was more surprised by the healing of illnesses and wounds. As a priest of the earth, she did not have the ability.

But the next moment, Miao's words almost made her jump up: "They don't have an earth priest, but they are about to have a sky priest, a boy named Tian was guided by the sky, able to communicate with the ancestors in the sky, Nuwa mending the sky Nuwa told him the story, not only that, the ancestors also taught him how to make pottery—"

"They also make pottery?!"

"Yes, and their pottery is very good quality and the colors are very beautiful."

Miao took out a delicate ceramic spoon as red as a maple leaf from the folds of her coat, and handed it to Aoi.

Firing pottery is also the duty of earth priests, and the experienced Aoi saw the extraordinaryness of this pottery spoon at a glance.

She was silent, with a complex expression, her fingertips rubbed the smooth surface of the pottery spoon, she knew that it would be difficult for her to make such a high-quality pottery, she was surprised, puzzled, and shocked at the same time, she was proud of it Compared with the pottery of the Dahe Tribe, their advanced pottery firing technology is nothing to mention.

Miao didn't notice her depression at all, and then hit her: "The Dahe Tribe has a lot of pottery, big and small, and they even use spiritual soil to make toys."

Kui frowned and said, "Aren't they afraid of angering the earth when they abuse the power of the earth? Don't they know how terrible the earthquake is?"

"The pottery they made contains not only the power of the earth, but also the power of the sky. God said that the reason why our pottery is not good enough is because we have not borrowed the power of the sky. Not only does it need the power of the sky to make pottery, but also to grow grain. It also needs the power of the sky..."

Miao repeated Zhang Tian's speech intact.

Aoi became more silent as she listened.

She heard too many things beyond her understanding tonight, she couldn't tell right from wrong, but she rubbed the pottery spoon in her hand, faintly feeling that there was some truth in these remarks, otherwise how could such high-quality pottery be fired?
She has been to the Dahe Tribe and met Grandma. At that time, the Dahe Tribe was still a well-known specialist in bark gnawing. They stuck to the little knowledge passed down from their ancestors, and they were completely unwilling to try new things. It's something they would do, let alone such quality pottery.

What's more, not only pottery, Miao mentioned all kinds of new things, such as bamboo poles that can catch fish, stones that can spin threads quickly, new weapons that can accurately shoot birds and animals... It is completely different from the Dahe tribe in her impression. two styles of painting.

While Miao was telling the story, she couldn't help thinking, is this still the Dahe tribe who are so hungry that they would rather eat bark than unknown flowers?
If they hadn't borrowed the power of the sky and received the guidance of their ancestors, how could they explain such a huge transformation?
"You mean, that girl named Lin knows how to grow crops without burning mountains and deforestation?"

Among all the information that subverts cognition, Aoi is most concerned about this point.

"That's what she claimed, and she said that more grain could be grown with her method."

"Can we grow more grains without burning mountains and deforestation?"

Although Aoi didn't say it explicitly, her tone and expression clearly said: Why am I so unbelievable?
Miao sighed and said, "I also think she's bragging, but I've seen her use white stones to purify sewage. She has the blood of the earth like you, there is no doubt about it. And she said exactly how we grow , I think she knows something about growing corn."

"Well……"

Aoi was noncommittal.

Seeing this, Miao hurriedly said: "Of course, you are the priest of the earth, and this matter should be judged by you. Soon, the Dahe tribe will sacrifice to the sky on the snow and salt land found by the Dashu tribe. Both Tianhe Lin hope that you can Attend, they want to talk to you. Are you going?"

"Why not?"

Aoi agreed straightforwardly. After hearing so many unimaginable things, she also wanted to see the blood of the young earth and the white stone she owned.

When Miao and Kui were discussing alone, the clansmen discovered the twisted branches brought back by Gu.

"It's called a bow! It's a weapon that our ancestor Houyi taught the Dahe Tribe to make!"

Gu stretched out his bow and aimed at the animal meat hanging on the smoke rack twenty paces away. He loosened his fingers, and the slender branches shot out at a high speed, and the sharp arrow clusters pierced into the meat with a plop.

Everyone exclaimed in amazement, a small branch has great power!
"Who is Hou Yi?" The children were even more curious about this strange name.

"Hou Yi is our ancestor, he is a great archer! I will become a warrior like Hou Yi in the future!"

Gu then told the people the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun and all the novel things he had seen in the Dahe Tribe, including bows and arrows, pottery, fishing rods, spinning wheels, soap, salt...there are too many stories, three I can't finish talking for days and nights!

Everyone was engrossed, with expressions of curiosity and longing on their faces.

At the same time, the hunters who returned to the Giant Rock Tribe and the Cave Tribe are telling the same story to their own tribe. They go further than the Gu tribe, not only telling what they have seen and heard, but also leading the tribe to look up at the sky. , pray to the ancestors.

(End of this chapter)