Reflect the world

Chapter 202 Divine Revelation (Third Change)

"As for more experiments, we have no way to make comparisons. The third-level adult beasts are not something we can hunt, and blood tribes of that level cannot be used to water spiritual things. They will be used to improve the strength of children in the tribe , so far this is the best blood oat we can grow."

When it comes to the blood of the third level of fierce beasts, the old witch doctor is actually a little regretful. Tang Xuanming can see from his extremely obvious face that this old man actually hopes to use the blood of higher-level fierce beasts to cultivate blood. oatmeal.

In the wilderness, elixir can be encountered but not sought. It can strengthen the body, strengthen the blood, and enhance the potential and strength of the future. It is a rare treasure.

But now the tribe has not reached the time to accumulate potential, and the strength is not enough. No matter how much potential is, if it cannot be used, it will be a waste and death.

Therefore, although he regrets, he can understand the thoughts of the tribe.

"What is the growth trend of the blood oats watered with the flesh and blood of the first-level beasts? How long will it take to mature?"

"If you use the blood of the first-level ferocious beast and bury the corresponding visceral bones of the ferocious beast, it will take about two months to mature. The effect of this elixir is really strange. It can actually speed up the growth with the blood of a ferocious beast. This is the first time I've seen it in so many years."

The old witch doctor was amazed.

"This is the first time you have seen the elixir!"

Pilingbao laughed and mocked, which also highlighted the helplessness of the tribe.

Back then, the old witch doctor defeated all his peers in the tribe and became a witch doctor. The old witch doctor did not lie about this.

But actually saying that the witch doctor hides in the tribe for safety and comfort is just the old witch doctor laughing at himself.

In fact, the danger borne by witch doctors is no less than that of hunters, and it can even be said to be more dangerous.

Hunters can still hunt in groups, which is dangerous most of the time, but there is still a chance to return.

The witch doctor, on the other hand, climbed mountains and waded alone to collect elixir, and encountered countless dangers.

He has no one to help, and it is impossible for the tribe to separate out more idlers.

Usually the old witch doctor is self-sufficient outside the tribe, hunting, sustaining life, and collecting elixir.

But most of the time, the old witch doctor has no way to really collect the elixir, because any elixir that survives in the wild is guarded by fierce beasts, so it is not so easy to pick.

For so many years, it is surprising that the old witch doctor has survived outside the tribe.

"Will it take two months?"

Tang Xuanming nodded, sorting out most of his thoughts, only feeling that many things became clear at once.

"It's a pity, there are not many such elixir. After harvesting this wave, I don't know if it can be planted again in the future."

The old witch doctor was a little bit emotional. The elixir was hard to come by, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate. The current seven single seedlings may be the most glorious time for the tribe.

Tang Xuanming's eyes lit up, the old witch doctor and Pi Lingbao and others didn't know that blood oats could breed, but he did.

And don't look at the fact that there are only seven blood oats, as long as they can mature and harvest, they will definitely be able to plant a field.

Judging from the current performance characteristics alone, although blood oats like to drink the blood of fierce beasts, most of their characteristics are still similar to wheat.

As long as it can be planted normally, Tang Xuanming can guarantee that the tribe will not have to suffer from hunger in the future.

It is not to say that the tribe did not rely on hunting at all and directly transferred to an agricultural society, that would be unrealistic.

The blood oat itself needs to be watered by the blood of fierce beasts, and there is no way for the tribe to grow it without hunting.

Instead, the tribe can be selective, not to choose powerful beasts, but only hunt low-level beasts, and use the blood of those low-level beasts to irrigate the blood oats.

Utilize all these materials that are not usually available and turn them into food when hunting is not possible.

Changing the situation of the tribe bit by bit, the current tribe really can't support idle people.

Tang Xuanming knew a lot of dexterous mechanisms, such as bows and arrows, waterwheels, catapults, etc., but he couldn't make them directly.

Many materials in this advanced world are completely different from those in the original world, and there are too many aspects that need to be improved and created.

But Tang Xuanming didn't have the time at all, and he didn't intend to spend too much time on it.

After all, his main line is to be strong, and technical talents are not what he wants.

A lot of things can be created and learned by the tribe. It doesn't need to rely on him alone, he doesn't have that ability.

What he needs is to lead a direction, guide a specific goal to the tribe, and then let them accomplish it.

For example, the current bow and arrow, the tribe has already mastered the distinction of materials and the selection of the tendons of the beast, and it can already be successfully produced, and Tang Xuanming does not need to complete it alone.

Tang Xuanming needs to change a little bit.

Getting the tribe to learn to write was an attempt.

This is how civilization is born.

After looking at the blood oats that were growing well, Tang Xuanming returned to his room again, sinking into his right hand.

Tang Xuanming only felt his body lighten, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already inside the altar.

The altar is no longer as empty as it was when he first came. There is a bookshelf taller than a person on the open space on the left, which is filled with various martial arts cheats and knowledge about forging of building materials. It can be regarded as a small library. .

That was Tang Xuanming's greatest achievement in the Great Song Dynasty. As a national teacher, he could easily obtain everything.

Above his head, two bright stars, twinkling, clear and bright.

One is the world belonging to Qin Shimingyue, and the other is the world of Condor Heroes.

Both worlds seem to be able to see countless people walking and moving.

Tang Xuanming took out a piece of animal skin and wrote on it the Ant Emperor Method that he had memorized countless times.

He glanced at Qin Shimingyue, who had regained stability, and the incomparably bright world of Song Dynasty.

After hesitating for a moment, he threw the animal skin in his hand into the center of the altar in Gujing Wubo.

The hide flickered slightly, then disappeared.

And Tang Xuanming, who had been staring at the sky, could clearly see that where Qin Shimingyue was, on a grand altar, a piece of animal skin suddenly appeared.

It was the one he threw into the altar. In an instant, he saw countless people cheering and watching their joy.

The animal skin was picked up by a mechanical arm, and the old-faced master class looked up at the sky, tears streaming down his face.

A majestic and heavy voice sounded in his ear.

"Spread my Dharma and remember my words."

Master Ban kowtowed heavily, under the grand altar made up of countless mechanical gears, hundreds of Mohist disciples knelt down on the ground, cheering for the return of the gods.

Later generations will call that day a divine revelation.

(End of this chapter)