Reflect the world

Chapter 201 Blood Oatmeal (Second Change)

Tang Xuanming deftly flipped through the three hundred characters of the Qin Zhuan Introduction, and wrote them stroke by stroke on the open space with a wooden stick.

"This is the character Pi, the surname of everyone in our tribe..."

He draws every stroke and teaches very seriously.

A group of brats each held a small wooden stick, and they were also very serious about their studies.

A little farther away from them, the three bear children were tearful, and their parents stood aside with a big stick and sneered.

Everyone knew about the farce that morning, and the mothers of the three bear children stood aside with rolling pins that were bleeding from their arms.

And their father, holding a stick close to two meters, everyone with a warm smile, standing under the eaves of the village, talking and laughing happily, looking at this place with his eyes from time to time.

The three brats had a premonition that the situation was not good, but they were powerless to change everything.

A sudden idea successfully fooled their parents, but it was not able to fool the wily and calculating Tang Xuanming. Tang Xuanming of later generations has seen too many truants.

There are too many ways to deal with these brats, and their plots can be seen through at a glance.

Now not only did they not skip class, but they also had to take extra tuition, and when they got home, a mixed doubles game was inevitable.

Tang Xuanming looked at the women holding the rolling pin. A group of women looked delicate, but any one of them had eight-pack abs, well-proportioned and strong. Tang Xuanming even saw these women chasing their men run.

In terms of toughness alone, each of these women in the wilderness is a first-class expert.

Every Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu has been practiced to the No.13 level, which guarantees that you will not be out of breath for a day and a night.

The three monkeys looked at Tang Xuanming pitifully, hoping that this distinguished teacher would give them an amnesty. In their impression, this Uncle Tang had always been amiable.

After struggling until the end of the study, dozens of brats disappeared like having fun, and went to play everywhere.

Only three monkeys looked at Tang Xuanming with pitiful eyes, and one of them couldn't help but started screaming. His mother was holding his thigh with one hand, like carrying a pig waiting to die. struggle.

He just looked at Tang Xuanming with despairing eyes, only to be greeted with a fluffy sentence: "Don't let me see it!"

His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

On this day, the screams of the three bear children resounded throughout the tribe, and all the bear children clearly knew their experiences. They became the children of other people in the mouth of their parents, but they were just negative teaching materials.

Regarding all of this, Tang Xuanming was not worried.

After practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, every bear child in the tribe can be called an overlord, with a terrifyingly strong physique.

Of course, their Lao Tzu is stronger and can still beat them to death.

It's just that although their screams are fierce, the hunters in the tribe are very measured, which will make them suffer to the extreme, but will not really hurt their bone meridians. It can even be said that this is a special exercise method.

You can attack their weak points to make their bones stronger. Although this method is a bit cruel, it will allow them to survive in the wilderness in the future.

Generations after generations of the tribe have taught children this way, and Tang Xuanming doesn't want to change it for the time being.

After finishing the morning teaching, Tang Xuanming habitually went outside the tribe to look at the wheat he planted.

After exploring and planting many times, he finally accumulated a certain amount of experience.

Seeing Tang Xuanming approaching, Pilingbao said excitedly: "Brother Tang, you are really amazing. I don't know where I found the seed, but it is actually a kind of spiritual thing."

Tang Xuanming was very calm, but his heart was a little hurt.

Wheat survived, but it did not rely on the books on agriculture and planting he brought back from Song Dynasty.

After coming to this world and undergoing the baptism of the corresponding laws, God knows what kind of variety wheat has become.

The appearance is not much different from ordinary wheat, but the whole body has turned blood red.

And there is no need to water and fertilize it, but to water it with the blood of ferocious beasts, the bones and internal organs of powerful ferocious beasts, etc., and bury them in the soil so that they can thrive.

It has only been more than ten days since Tang Xuanming returned from the Song Dynasty, and the wheat that is watered with the blood of the beast has grown to a height of more than a foot. It must grow so abnormally that it will take about a month to mature.

"Pay attention to it! Spiritual things are easy to attract powerful beasts when they mature, and they can destroy the seedlings we have so hard to plant."

"Well, don't worry, a hunter in the tribe will watch here every day. This is our treasure. Even if they don't come, I will watch here every day."

The old-faced witch doctor was holding a thick stick, or pillar, and stood there with an extremely strong sense of presence.

"You have chosen the wrong profession! I think it is more suitable for you to be a tauren warrior."

Tang Xuanming complained in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface, he just showed an embarrassed yet polite smile.JPG.

The witch doctor with an old face and tangled muscles didn't have any self-consciousness. He hammered his chest proudly and let out a dull echo: "It's absolutely fine for you to give this place to me. In order to become a witch doctor, I gave those from the tribe The group of strong boys were all beaten to the ground, except for the old man with a full face and a beard, I couldn't beat me, and no one of my generation in the tribe could beat me."

"Ok?"

Tang Xuanming looked at Pilingbao suspiciously. Pilingbao, who was always good at speaking, showed an extremely embarrassing smile, and was kicked on the ass by the witch doctor.

The old witch doctor roared: "There is nothing to say. Back then, I wanted to study herbs in the tribe, and I didn't want to go hunting. Of course, it is such a beautiful job. Of course, you must be the best at hunting to stay. Your boy's father was beaten by me." pass."

"Let's talk about blood oats! How do they grow? How does watering the blood of different beasts affect their growth? Have you recorded it?"

Looking at the extremely embarrassed Pilingbao, Tang Xuanming changed the subject on his own initiative.

As soon as the elixir was mentioned, the old witch doctor got excited and decisively followed Tang Xuanming's words.

"Of course we have tested it, which is according to the comparative experiment you said."

The witch doctor squatted down and pointed to a bloody oat with the palest blood color, which was obviously shorter than other wheat seedlings, and said: "This is only watered with the blood of the first-level ferocious beast, and its growth rate is the slowest. The aura fluctuations are also minimal."

"And this one..."

The old witch doctor pointed to the tallest and strongest blood oat that was close to [-] centimeters long, and said: "After Duo Lun compared it, he buried the internal bones of a fierce beast at its root, and then used the second-level fierce beast watered with blood."

"Its growth is undoubtedly the best, and its spiritual energy concentration is also the highest."

(End of this chapter)