Inside and Outside World

"Outlander?"

The three of Yan Luo entered this valley and were immediately discovered by the indigenous tribesmen.

"It's the little guy from the Black Bear Tribe."

A middle-aged man with beards came over. This guy was only wearing a pair of animal skin shorts. The tendons on his arms looked like raised graveyards. Under the light of the small sun on the totem and the reflection of the lava fire, the oil shone brightly. of gloss.

He recognized Xiao Bu.

"You are?" Apparently, Xiao Bu had no memory of the middle-aged man.

"I'm your father..." Xiao Bu's eyes widened when he heard this, but the middle-aged man continued: "My friend, back then your father Jiao used the weapon I personally gave him."

Xiaobu: "..."

"The other two, who are you?"

Yan Luo naturally gave another excuse, and at the same time used the Olympic flame. This flame, which is as effective as a torch, contains a unique power of belief that belongs to human beings. In this dark age, any tribe will treat a People who master "fire" have great affection.

Indigenous people are still very simple.

At least these craftsmen with muscles thicker than Yan Luo's thighs have very simple personalities.

Night is coming, because the totem of the "Platinum" tribe is a big sun, and the rays of light shroud the entire valley, and there is no risk of darkness invading. Most people are still forging swords.

Xiaobu’s father focused on the fact that a friend in this tribe is called “Gong”, but he is not a tribal leader, but a great alchemist. Like the high priest, he belongs to a special profession and masters alchemy—sounds very high, but it is not the same as Western alchemy. Different, the yin and yang gossip inherited from the emperor Fuxi can mobilize the power of nature and infuse it into the weapons forged. The image is just like enchantment.

"Master Gong."

An idea came to Yan Luo's mind. He took out the Mandarin Duck Saber and asked Xiao Bu to take out the fist-sized piece of copper from Mount Shoushan, which weighed more than 100 kilograms: "Can you help me strengthen these two weapons?"

"These two weapons are not made of copper, but all of them are made of iron? It's a pity that the forging is too bad, but they are just beautiful, and the other messes are just for children."

The worker watched it with the mandarin duck knife in his hand, and was amazed at the exquisite patterns carved on it.

He took the copper from Mount Shou again: "Now the copper from Mount Shou is running out. Refining this piece together with your two knives can add a lot of weight...but it's still useless. You go outside the valley. Hunt down two big monsters to get the spirit, and I can help you seal the spirit into your two small knives, and it can be turned into a good weapon."

Yan Luo: "..."

"How strong is the big demon?"

"Well, it's not very strong, just like that bully." Gong raised his right hand and pointed to the huge tortoise lying lazily and motionless in the valley, "That one is just a spirit beast—a former dragon, phoenix, and unicorn." The beast clan has disappeared, and the remaining blood can be called spirit beasts, but there is no problem in calling them big monsters, some original strange beasts can be cultivated into big monsters even if they swallow the evil spirit of heaven and earth."

"At least, it's no problem to smash your small body with one paw, hahahaha..."

Yan Luo turned his head, he looked at the tortoise, the truck-sized Ba Xia also heard this sentence, turned his head, the eyelids of the dragon-shaped head were slightly cracked, and two streams of air were ejected from the nose disdainfully, blowing The ground in front of him was dusty.

"Cuckoo, cluck, cluck..."

There was a sound of rooster crowing, and Yan Luo saw a big golden-feathered rooster walking out of a house in the valley. This big rooster was bright in color, with a high comb, and its two paws were blue and black like iron claws. It was as big as a calf. Big, although he doesn't have the mighty and domineering aura of Ba Xia, but he is still arrogant, almost like the demeanor of a chicken **** in the sky. Could this also be a big monster?

Chen Beixue saw that the chicken's eyes were shining, and she quietly poked Yan Luo with her arm: "I want to eat it."

In the real world, she is a foodie, but other women eat to gain weight, and the nutrients she accumulates from eating are all in her breasts. After coming to this world for more than 3 days, she eats Linggu pills every meal. Look at it now When I saw a chicken, I felt the urge to pluck it, wash it, and put it on the grill.

"Look at this tribe."

Yan Luo pointed to the men who forged iron in the tribe. These indigenous people are so muscular that they can be called the 300 Spartans of the East.

"If you chopped that chicken, I'm afraid these brothers and sisters will kill you with their swords."

Temporarily suppressing the idea of ​​strengthening the Yuanyang knife with the copper of the first mountain, Yan Luo summoned Madi—the tribe has enough food, and although there is a river of lava in the valley, it is scorching hot, but it was isolated by the great refiner, creating a A green grassland is just right for the mount to graze.

"Space artifact?"

Master Gong was taken aback, but he thought of Yan Luo's story, and the two of them should be of high status with their delicate skin and tender flesh. But when he saw Ma Di, he couldn't help laughing: "You are too weak a strange beast. The emperor has dragon horses, and horses with dragon blood are infinitely powerful. He once used five dragon carriages to split Chi You, and this horse of yours even with that one You can't even beat a chicken."

Yan Luo wanted to test the fighting power of the chicken, and ordered to the horse: "Ma Di, go up, bite it!"

Ma Di, who has a low-level intelligence, walked up to the big rooster and carefully looked at the big brocade rooster. The rooster was as big as a calf, but it was not as big as Ma Di, who was originally a heavy horse and had undergone biochemical transformation. Although I was young, this biochemical war horse surged with courage, half of its body stood upright, and its hooves directly stepped on the golden-haired rooster.

"Gack, cluck..."

With one wing of the rooster, the air flow surged, and it flew up in mid-air. A rooster pecked as hard as steel, and pecked the horse's ground full of blood in a few strokes. Its two paws were on the horse, scratching a few times like plowing the ground. Back and forth, even the "rock skin" couldn't resist. After a while, the horse limped back covered in blood, with big teardrops rolling down its eyes.

The golden-haired rooster returned to the stone house proudly.

"It seems that you are at the bottom of the world's food chain."

Yan Luo patted the horse on the head~www.readwn.com~Chen Beixue saw the horse crying pitifully, so he applied a hydrotherapy technique, and the wound healed after a while.

The people of the tribe shook their heads when they saw all this, but no one cared about it. Darkness is coming. As a tribe that forges weapons and provides weapons for the king's city, things here are very busy, and they don't have time to care about others. One eats, one sleeps one sleeps.

The worker brought a piece of air-dried meat from the wall of the stone house not far away, Xiaobu cheered and rushed to bite it with his teeth. Chen Beixue looked at the black and hard meat, which was obviously harder to chew than Mongolian beef jerky. One piece, she took a bite with her teeth, then covered her mouth with a look of disgust on her face—it hit her teeth.

Yan Luo walked near the totem, and the flame emitted by the totem was not too strong, it could not be compared with the real sun, but he also felt an indescribable scorching heat when he got close.

He is blindfolded now, relying entirely on the panorama to investigate. His spiritual power is invisible and qualityless. It is nothing to just "watch" the totem. His spiritual power!

Yan Luo raised his hand and wiped away the dark red blood from his nostrils and mouth. He originally wanted to see if there was anything similar to the "Panda Spirit" in the totem. It is said that the golden crow was sealed in the big day made by the corpse of the Golden Crow. Spirit? However, at the moment when the mental power was shattered just now, it seemed that he vaguely "saw" the outline of a "bow" inside the totem.

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