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Chapter 82 First Snow
The clansmen stared at the half-black and half-white circle on the ground. They couldn't understand a word of Zhang Tian's explanation of the Tai Chi gossip, but this pattern made them feel an indescribable and incomparable sense of beauty.

After staring at it for a long time, Xiao suddenly realized that the pattern seemed to come alive, the black part seemed to be constantly turning into white, and the white part was also constantly turning into black!Reminiscent of what Zhang Tian said about the transformation of yin and yang, the inversion of black and white, he couldn't help but lower his head, as if he had realized something.

But these eight patterns representing everything in the world, he couldn't scratch his head at all, thinking that the knowledge left by his ancestors is really profound and obscure, difficult for ordinary people to understand, no wonder it will be lost!

Zhang Tian saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, and he knew that it was still difficult for the clansmen who lacked abstract thinking to understand the reason for the change of gossip.

This was what he expected.

Fuxi draws hexagrams and initiates civilization.The first ancestor Fuxi condensed all his thinking and cognition of the world in this small circle and eight patterns. It is extremely simple but all-encompassing. The philosophical thought of harmony and great harmony and the dialectical unity of opposites are contained in it. Thinking has had a profound impact on the way of thinking of the Chinese nation and the progress of civilization.

This is the threshold he set for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and it is also the theoretical basis for his future performance of priestly functions.

If latecomers want to become sky priests, they must understand and master these abstract concepts.

In this process, people will continue to have new thinking and new understanding of themselves and the world. Perhaps after thousands of years, people like King Wen of Zhou and Confucius will be born. On this basis, they will further develop and eventually form Extensive, profound and unique Yi-learning culture.

This is not accomplished overnight, and it is conceivable that he will be a unique sky priest for a long time to come.

Xiao couldn't help asking: "Do you understand all this knowledge?"

Zhang Tian cheekily gave an affirmative answer. He only had a superficial understanding of the orthodox knowledge of Yi Xue, far from proficient in it. But now, the final interpretation of Tai Chi gossip is in his hands, so naturally he is what he says.

The clansmen were greatly shocked, and felt the gap between people so clearly for the first time.

The knowledge left by their ancestors, they just listened to a few words, and they felt a dull pain in the head, and the tiger head almost fell asleep listening to it, but God understood everything!

Although everyone didn't say anything, they were thinking in their hearts: I'm afraid the wisdom of heaven can be compared with those great ancestors, right?
Zhang Tian said: "Only those who have mastered this knowledge are qualified to worship the sky and become priests of the sky. Don't you want to know more about it? I can explain it to you again."

The clansmen expressed their interest, but there was no need, only Xiao really wanted to know, and Zhang Tian could see it.Xiao Xiao, he will teach him slowly in the future.

Hutou said bluntly: "It's all right if you understand? From now on, you will be our sky priest!"

It's rare that Hutou's words were unanimously approved by the clansmen, and they spoke out in recognition of Zhang Tian's priesthood.

What Zhang Tian did during this period of time was seen by the clansmen. He was already performing the duties of a priest, even better than the priests of the Yan Tribe, but he didn't have the name of a priest yet.

Zhang Tian is not in a hurry to get this title, but how difficult is it to become a priest of his own tribe?His goal is to unify the beliefs of as many neighboring tribes as possible and become the sky priest that everyone expects.

"I only understand the knowledge left by my ancestors, but I haven't successfully presided over a sacrifice. Let's talk about it after I sacrifice to the sky."

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Seeing that the maple leaves were about to fall, the clansmen put on thick overcoats for winter, straw sandals on their feet, and warm fur sewn on the uppers.

The days became busy, and the women were busy sorting and storing smoked and dried meat, collected plants, and grains obtained from the Yougu tribe. The weather was cold enough, and nature was a natural refrigerator.

The men were busy polishing their weapons and practicing their hunting skills.

After dinner, they stopped listening to the stories, and the clansmen sat in a row to watch the reenactment of the hunting scene by the men first.

The men assigned their roles and acted out the bear hunting scene together, with the bull-like tiger playing the brown bear.

Hutou refused at the beginning, but he really got into the mood, more involved than anyone else. He had a close contact with the brown bear, and he still felt his scalp tingling when he recalled the oppressive feeling the brown bear brought him.At this time, the nature is liberated, and it is really a bit bearish to perform with open arms.

The people of the tribe burst out laughing, and even the lynx cubs were deeply affected, and they ran to the feet of the "actors" and barked non-stop.

Zhang Tian and Lin Yu were also immersed in this simple and pure happiness.

Everyone is having fun, why not?They have plenty of food, brand new weapons and tools, and inexhaustible supply of pure salt in the future. Their lives are getting better day by day, and they are full of hope for the future.

This morning, Lin Yu was awakened by the cheers of the children.

"Snowing!"

The first snow of this cold day came earlier than usual.

The clansmen stood under the sky, raised their heads, and let the soft snowflakes fall on their cheeks, on the top of their heads, and on their shoulders... Feeling the coldness brought by the melting snowflakes will bring them good luck.

But not everyone can afford this good fortune.

Lin Yu did not strictly abide by the "medical ethics" and kept the patient's privacy - she told Zhang Tian about her mother's situation.

At Grandma's age, the root cause of her illness from her early years has not been healed for a long time, and even now, Lin Yu is helpless.

As the weather got colder, Grandma's pain became more and more unbearable. In recent days, she almost never left the fire, and she didn't talk anymore, so as not to touch the sore spot.

Lin Yu told Zhang Tian: "Mom may not survive this winter."

In fact, not only Grandma, but other old people in the tribe are also facing the same dilemma. Every winter is a test for these old people, and they are even weaker than babies.

Zhang Tian sighed and said, "Do your best to obey the destiny."

Every cold day, old people will pass away. Grandma’s age is right here. This cold weather is extraordinarily cold and long. It’s normal to not survive it.

It's just that the clansmen have been used to Grandma's presence since birth, if Grandma leaves in this cold weather, it will undoubtedly greatly damage the morale of the clansmen.

However, once Grandma is gone, the people of the tribe may be more willing to migrate... Zhang Tian shook his head, getting rid of this rather cold-blooded thought, no matter what, he still hoped that Grandma would be healthy.

The fiery red maple leaf forest on the mountain was completely eclipsed. The snow that fell not long ago did not accumulate, but only added a bit of gloomy and gloomy scene to the rolling mountains. The coniferous forest in the distance is still glowing, either green or red Purple vitality.

If nothing else happened, the people from the Dashu and Yougu tribes should have already set off, and when the hunters from the two tribes arrived, they should set off.

It's just a few days.

It was getting late, and the hunters seized the last time to practice their skills. The tiger head and the wolf claw practiced their new bows hard, and the powerful arrows pierced the air and made a whizzing sound.

Wolfclaw shot an arrow deflected, the arrow passed the tree target, and plunged headlong into the woods with incomparable power, but there was a crisp "bang" sound, followed by an exclamation of "Ouch!"
(End of this chapter)