Reflect the world

Chapter 132 Beast God Great Plains

Tang Xuanming didn't go back to the tribe either, he chose a stone of suitable size, patted the dust and sat cross-legged on it, harvesting silently in the open space outside the tribe.

The fences built by the young hunters are simple and rough, and can only serve as some psychological comfort. They have no defense against the beasts in the wilderness.

It's more to remind the bear children in the tribe-you can't make trouble here.

The vitality of the seeds that had just been buried in the soil didn't burst forth suddenly, but they didn't mean to go out either.

Tang Xuanming carefully sensed their changes. It was clearly a pile of black soil, but he seemed to be looking at some supreme treasure.

There is nothing interesting about guarding time in a boring way, but Tang Xuanming did not show any signs of impatience. The life and death he has experienced many times has made his personality very calm.

Every life and death always makes people redefine life.

Tang Xuanming heard Pi Dazhuang's cheers when the Mohist breathing method circulated 36 times.

"Brother Tang, I brought the green steel wood!"

The young man was full of excitement, and he was carrying a green steel log as thick as a water tank, with countless squeaky young leaves on it, and a big puff of smoke and dust was dragged behind his buttocks.

His whole body was covered in dust, and he looked ashamed, except for those big white teeth.And the black and white eyes are very clear.

Only at this moment did he reveal the liveliness and joy that belonged to his age.

The precocity of teenagers in the wilderness sometimes made Tang Xuanming feel uncomfortable. He would rather see a group of vigorous teenagers than a group of quasi-hunters in the wilderness who had often experienced life and death and had a very mature mentality.

It's a pity that most of the teenagers he saw in the wilderness were mentally mature would-be hunters.

"The tree you cut is too thick."

Tang Xuanming's words couldn't help but softened a little. Seeing that Pi Dazhuang was a little nervous, he added another sentence: "But your elder brother and I are good at craftsmanship, and I can still make a beautiful bow."

Pi Dazhuang pretended to be naive and smiled, showing his big white teeth, and said, "Didn't I think the thicker the better?"

"Okay, okay, let's play!"

Tang Xuanming waved his hand angrily, gathered energy into a blade, and a knife formed by condensed internal force appeared out of thin air in his hand, and cut off the excess branches one by one, and trimmed them outside the tribe.

It wasn't Tang Xuanming who learned from Star Soul's energy-gathering blade, but the Qi blade that was forcibly condensed by relying on the inconceivably majestic internal force.

As he stayed in this world longer, the energy and blood in his body became more and more majestic and tended to be uncontrollable, so he took the initiative to swallow part of the majestic energy and turned it into a thick internal force.

His internal strength can be said to be unprecedented before and after Qin Shimingyue. Gathering energy into a blade is a combination of skill and strength for Xinghun and others, but it requires strength for him.

Even if his rough method of gathering qi into a blade consumes his internal energy ten times faster than the star soul with the secret method, Tang Xuanming doesn't care if he can consume it.

The other three teenagers put down the green steel wood they felled and left, but Pi Dazhuang waited quietly here, staring at Tang Xuanming's operation without blinking.

Tang Xuanming laughed and scolded impatiently: "If you look at it this way, you won't be able to learn it in your lifetime, go back to the tribe first, and when I make a standard big bow, it will spread among the tribe, and everyone will learn it by then. "

"No, I just want to look around here."

Pi Dazhuang honestly shook his head, not angry at Tang Xuanming's ridicule.

"That's fine! Then stay aside and talk to me about the situation of the tribe."

Tang Xuanming pointed to the rock next to him, and Pi Dazhuang obediently sat on it.

It has been almost a month and a half since I came to the tribe. Tang Xuanming still doesn't know much about the tribe. He took the time to cut off the excess branches of Qinggangmu and chatted.

"I don't know much. After all, I haven't gone out to hunt, so I'm not really an adult."

"It's okay. What I need to know is not the situation in the forest. I just want to know some basic information about the tribe. You should be very clear about this."

The tough green steel wood was quickly cut clean by Tang Xuanming. Tang Xuanming's eyes were fixed on the green steel wood in his hand, as if all his energy was focused on the wood in front of him.

This posture is like the chatter of the hunters in the tribe when handling their prey, and it is also like the daily gossip that women talk about when they cook and handle ingredients, which makes Pi Dazhuang very relaxed and less nervous.

"Brother Tang, what do you want to know?"

Sitting on the stone was a little awkward, Pi Dazhuang felt uncomfortable, so he simply changed to a comfortable position and squatted directly on it.

"Has the tribe always maintained this kind of life? Hunting every day to barely get food and clothing? Just like the previous winter hunting, do they often hunt at their own risk?"

Pi Dazhuang has the right to speak about this issue. He thought for a while and said: "That's not the case. There are very few hunters who come out like that. The tribe needs to defend, and it is impossible for everyone to leave."

As the son of the captain of the hunting team, Pi Dazhuan has come into contact with a lot in this regard.

"The big winter hunting is rare. More often than not, we go hunting every day to get the prey we need, and we don't go to the Great Plains of the Beast God."

"Why? Isn't there a lot of prey in the Beast God Great Plain? It should be better to get food."

Tang Xuanming's hands didn't pause for a moment, and the outline of a bow had already been cut out in the spare time of the conversation.

"It's not like that. There are too many ferocious beasts at the top of the Beast God Great Plain, and the tribes usually don't go that deep. Unless it's a big winter hunt and needs enough prey to survive the winter, the hunters won't go in."

Tang Xuanming pressed the skeleton of the longbow in his hand, tested the toughness, and shook his head slightly. He was quite satisfied with this kind of toughness. The air blade in his hand changed slowly, from the original machete to a dagger-like knife. Next comes fine machining.

"There is only one possibility to enter the Beast God Great Plain at any time."

"What is possible?"

"For the clansmen in the tribe, the Ant Emperor's method is advanced!"

"Oh!"

Tang Xuanming paused for a moment, feeling a little interesting, and said: "As the tribe has always said, look for the lair of powerful beasts and devour the essence in the lair?"

"Yes! It's a pity..." Pi Dazhuang showed regret, and sighed: "It's a pity that the tribe must have enough hunters to hunt and provide food for the tribe most of the time. I will go to the Beast God Plain."

"The most primitive society has to be busy every day to provide food for everyone to survive. It can't afford to support idlers, so naturally there is not much free time."

Pi Dazhuang couldn't understand Tang Xuanming's words, so he just sighed and said: "It's good to have such an opportunity, my father found the lair of the jade elephant in winter by chance, swallowed all the essence of that lair, Only the current fortune, otherwise he would have died from the internal injury last time."

"Only by practicing the Ant Emperor's method to a higher level will there be the possibility of inner self-healing."

"And only in winter will the number of beasts in the Beast God Great Plain decrease, and we will have a chance to walk into it and come back alive."

Speaking of this, the young man felt a little rejoiced, but also sad.

"No, take it!"

Tang Xuanming threw the bow that had been cut into a rough skeleton to the young man, stood up from the stone, and looked at the endless wilderness with sharp eyes, like the most ferocious beast.

(End of this chapter)