The Great Talisman

"boom!"

　　 Just a touch, the primitive man has disappeared, turned into ashes and dissipated in the world.

　　 "This?" Yang Sanyang was stunned, never expected that his own flame would have such a mighty power.

　　 Yang Sanyang didn't know that his own flame looked like a flame, but it was the origin of a group of laws, and it was the fire of civilization. A touch of it would turn into ashes.

　　 Yang Sanyang was stunned, and the group of primitive people who had flowed in were also stunned, retreating as if they had encountered a scourge, and glanced at the flame in Yang Sanyang's hand in horror.

　　 At this time, the female leader came, looking at the gray on the ground, and then at Yang Sanyang who was holding the torch. Looking at his face, she didn't know what she was shouting.

　　 Speech barriers were unable to communicate, but they did not hinder the physical movements, but saw the female leader pointing at Yang Sanyang's head, so excited that she did not know what she was calling, and then bowed deeply.

　　 Countless primitive people walked back and forth around Yang Sanyang, looking at Yang Sanyang's eyebrows, and then knelt down a lot in the next moment.

　　 "What's going on?" Yang Sanyang was taken aback. Even though he had lived with these primitive people for five years, he was still a little dazed at this time.

　　 A group of primitive people continued to bow down, and then various fruits and meats were served respectfully and presented in front of Yang Sanyang.

　　 Facing the group of respectful primitive people, Yang Sanyang seemed to understand something, no matter what else, he took the half-baked meat and stuffed it into his stomach.

　　The crisis, that's it!

　　 After a long time, a crowd of primitive people dispersed, only a few female primitive people stood respectfully beside him, Yang Sanyang was a little confused.

　　Thirsty!

　　 Anyone who ate so much meat would be too thirsty, not to mention Yang Sanyang hadn't gotten any water for two days.

　　 stroked his head, Yang Sanyang was puzzled, not knowing how his head had changed, that the primitive people were so respectful.

　　 Coming to the river, Yang Sanyang lowered his head to drink the water, and looked at the reflection in the water in surprise. On the center of his eyebrows, a weird imprint solidified, as if it were a fire.

　　Although the river water is dim and fuzzy, the facial contours can barely be seen.

　　 With Yang Sanyang’s wisdom, there is a bit of speculation about the respect of the primitive people. The primitive people must regard themselves as gods, or gods like the incarnation of the **** of fire.

　　The sacred fire enshrined by everyone went to Yang Sanyang's head. Doesn't it mean that Yang Sanyang is the **** of fire?

　　 But now Yang Sanyang has mastered a law of origin of fire. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a **** of fire, but he does not understand the way of cultivation, does not know how to control the power of this origin, and does not know the preciousness of this law of origin.

　　 "I just counterattacked like this? From a grassroots to the **** of the tribe?" Yang Sanyang was stunned.

　　 Yang Sanyang is stunned here, but he does not know that there is a life’s biggest crisis about to come, and a great will in his sleep is hazy to recover:

　　 "Who is it that disturbed my sleep?"

　　 "Crack!"

　　 A thunderbolt in the clear sky, across hundreds of millions of miles, shocked countless monsters running wildly in the mountains.

　　 In the dark, invisible to the naked eye, the endless path of Xuan Huang Qi diffused from the heavens and the earth, and gathered and fell in an instant. Without waiting for the gods to trace the whereabouts of the Xuan Huang Qi, the Xuan Huang Qi has been lost without a trace.

　　 "Bonus! Condensed as substantive merit!"

　　 Countless gods woke up one after another, looking at the massive merits, there was a touch of envy in their eyes.

　　 Yang Sanyang couldn't see it, that immeasurable merit turned into essence, submerged in his body, disappeared without a trace.

"The drilled wood hasn't been burnt yet? This thing is too powerful. I don't feel at ease where it is placed. I can't always hold it like this!" Yang Sanyang looked at the drilled wood in his hand. There was no vision on the dry branches. Previously, the power of turning primitive people into ashes at the fingertips.

　　 Immediately drilled the wood and approached the rock. A scene that was unexpected by Zhang Bairen happened. I saw that the rock gasified instantly and became air, and there was no time to turn into magma.

　　 "This..." Yang Sanyang was stunned: "This thing is so powerful, it's a treasure, but I can't hold it with my hands!"

　　 thought in his heart, the drill wood disappeared, shocked Yang Sanyang, and quickly turned his body: "Where did it go?"

　　 seemed to perceive Yang Sanyang's mind and anxiety, and the drill log did not know when to reappear in his hand.

　　 "Huh~"

　　 Yang Sanyang is not stupid, a great young man of the 21st century, how can he not read all kinds of novels? Why don't you watch all kinds of fantasy TV?

"People's magic weapons can be lost in the body, what's wrong with me? I want to run into my body, or run into a different dimension by my side!" Yang Sanyang had guesses in his heart, and the fire was once Disappeared, both hands were free this time.

　　 "Interesting!" After repeated experiments, Yang Sanyang condensed the treasure, and looked around with fearful eyes: "How can the treasure be easily revealed in front of people?"

　　 are a few primitive females on one side. After seeing Yang Sanyang's miracle, their eyes are more respectful, showing a fanatical color.

It is said that Vulcan's thoughts swept across the entire territory, and even the endless void. After Yang Sanyang and even the entire tribe, he saw the divine things embarrassed and could conceal the secrets of heaven. Vulcan never noticed the abnormality. Slightly unwilling to continue to fall asleep.

　　 If Yang Sanyang knew that Vulcan's will had come, he would surely beat his chest with regret and hate why he didn't use his magic to attract Vulcan's attention.

　　 As for whether Vulcan chooses to kill the ants with the flick of his fingers, or something else, then there are two situations.

Returning to the cave, Yang Sanyang ate and drank enough to start thinking about the divine fire. Since the success of drilling wood to obtain fire, Yang Sanyang seems to be sensitive to things in the underworld. The'flame' on the altar is by no means a flame used by everyone. But a will of Vulcan.

Even inexplicably, he understands a little bit of causal cycle, why sacred fire cannot kill life, sacred fire killing life is equivalent to fire **** killing god, killing is karma, cause and effect, the power of causality is mysterious, even the gods are not willing to involve too much. on.

　　 If primitive people want to use sacred fire to kill their enemies, they don’t know how many wild beasts will suffer. Innocent killing of these mundane beasts will not know how much karma is added.

　　 Vulcan shrouded the realm of an unknown number of tribes. If all these tribes use flames to kill their enemies, such a huge karma would make Vulcan a headache.

　　Who is willing to contaminate causal karma?

　　 This is Ming Wu!

　　 Get it out of nowhere!

　　 Although he does not know where his intuition comes from, Yang Sanyang believes that this is the case!

　　 "If it is not necessary in the future, this treasure must not be taken out! Otherwise, it will inevitably cause great cause and effect!" A voice in Yang Sanyang's heart continued to echo.

　　 Although the treasure cannot be taken out, even if it is ordinary drilling wood to make fire, that common fire is also the nemesis of the beast.

That night

　　 The primitives returned, Yang Sanyang glanced at the countless primitives, before the raging fire, the countless primitives looked at him eagerly.

　　 What's more, my mother has given up her position as the leader and pushed Yang Sanyang up.

Where 　　 was sitting, looking at a group of respectful primitive people, Yang Sanyang didn't feel any pleasure in his heart, and some were just heavy responsibilities.

Placed in front of Yang Sanyang are barbecued meats. Thanks to the blessing of this catastrophe, countless beasts from the outside have killed each other, leaving corpses all over the floor. At least in the next few months, the entire tribe will not be missing. Eat the meat.

　　 Looking at the skinny bodies, the expectation and thirst in his eyes, Yang Sanyang did not say a word, tore off a piece of meat from the barbecue, and then pushed the rest of the barbecue out.

　　 The female leader saw this step forward, tore off a leg of lamb and walked aside, and then countless tribal warriors left and began to carve up the meat.

　　 This time, there is no shortage of meat in the tribe, adults and children can manage it.

　　 leader, has priority in the tribe!

　　 First choice of spouse, priority to enjoy the best food!

　　 For some reason, Yang Sanyang always felt a little bit less flavour after eating the meat roasted by magic fire, the smell of human fireworks.

　　 "This is the responsibility! Since I am sitting in the position of leader, the first task is to grow the tribe and make the whole tribe alive!" Yang Sanyang tore his hands on the barbecue, UU reading www.uukanshu.com showed a thought in his eyes.

　　 The tribe wants to be strong, what do you do first?

　　 Except for a steady stream of warriors, most primitive people have to master the method of drilling wood to make fire, and can use flames.

　　The flame is the beginning of civilization.

Choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. Seeing that a group of primitive people in the cave are about to start a human-making movement after eating, Yang Sanyang roared, drew the attention of countless primitive people, Yang Sanyang held the drill wood that had been prepared long ago, and started Rubbing on the prepared deadwood.

　　 This action immediately drew curious glances from countless primitive people. When the wooden sticks smoked and the fire was born, Yang Sanyang quickly poured the fire on the dry grass and blew it gently.

　　 The green smoke was strong, and the next moment I heard a scream, the dead grass ignited and turned into a raging flame, shocked that countless primitive people fell on their knees and continued to bow their faces, showing a pious look.

　　 "It's done!" Yang Sanyang smiled lightly, lit a pile of wood, looked at the female leader, passed the drill in his hand, and made a drill.

　　 The female leader was bitten by a snake, she fell to the ground with a log in her hand, showing awe.

Fortunately, Yang Sanyang persisted patiently and continued to comfort the female leader, only to see the female leader trembling with palms constantly rolling back and forth on the drill wood, the next moment the smoke rose, with Yang Sanyang drill wood ahead, this time the speed of drilling wood was surprisingly fast .

　　 "Boom~"

　　 Countless primitive people bowed again, and the female leader held the flame with excitement, her eyes sparkling with tears.

　　 This night, countless primitive people toss and turn!

　　 This night, Yang Sanyang couldn't sleep all night, watching the blazing flame, a gleam of crystals slowly slipped from the corner of his eyes:

　　 "From then on, I will definitely lead the rise of the human race!"