The Great Talisman

　　 Yang Sanyang stared at the bead in his hand. Even though he moved the magic eye, he couldn't see the bottom of the bead, so he had no choice but to give up and stuff the bead into his arms.

　　 There is constant cooling air flow in the beads. Although I don’t know the magical effect of this air flow, it is definitely a good thing.

Time is passing little by little. In addition to delving into the magical effect of his own treasures, Yang Sanyang is reciting the Tao Te Ching silently. Now that he has the blessing of Skynet, he seems to be able to feel that his silent reciting of the Tao Te Ching is not at all useful. It seemed that there was a little bit of mystery and unpredictable aura that seemed to be blessed to fall into one's body, but after all, it was a little worse, and the power of that great power never came.

　　 The mosquito’s legs are small, so they are meat anyway!

　　 No matter what, Yang Sanyang recited the Tao Te Ching silently every day, and then taught the children in the tribe to read and write.

　　 Another four months have passed. The deadly Cold Cretaceous period has lasted for eight months. Yang Sanyang stared at the scorching sun in the sky with an ugly expression, but the black particles had no meaning to disperse.

　　 Ye stood behind Yang Sanyang with a worried expression. Although she did not speak back, she knew that the jerky in the tribe was about to bottom out.

"It's a hell, the Cold Cretaceous period used to be only six months, or even shorter, how can it be eight months now, that **** energy still hasn't dissipated!" Yang Sanyang frowned, and the cold wind and snow fell on his face. It hurt people's faces.

　　 "There will be at most half a month, all the jerky will be eaten, and then the entire tribe will be starved to death!" Yang Sanyang put his hands on his back and looked up at the sky. No one knew what he was thinking.

　　 The female leader stood behind Yang Sanyang, with a look of sadness in her eyes. She and Yeah distributed the dried meat to the entire tribe. The two of them naturally knew the amount of food stored in the tribe.

　　 The firewood is better, enough for everyone to use, and it can last for two or three months, but without the jerky, that is definitely a terrible thing.

　　 Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back, and stood alone in the cold wind with his big cloak.

　　 "Half an hour!" Yang Sanyang shook his head, as long as half an hour, his body will be completely frozen.

　　Of course, this is the case without using Tianyi.

　　 That is to say, if you go outside and face the vast snow, the men in the tribe will be frozen through in only six hours and then become sculptures in the snow.

　　 Of course, this time must be shorter than what I had budgeted, because the heat radiating from the cave behind it dissolved some of the power of the cold wind.

　　In other words, people will be frozen to death before even half an hour.

　　What can you do in half an hour?

　　 There is not enough time for hunting at all, it can only be lost for nothing.

　　 Except for himself, he has a heavenly robe. As long as he keeps walking around and the soles of his feet are not frozen, he will not be frozen to death.

　　 No choice!

　　 Yang Sanyang looked down at the endless white snow, fearing that not only primitive people, but the hibernating beasts, had also been forced to wake up in the cold, hunting in the cold wind, looking for something in the belly.

　　 "What about digging the glacier water and fishing in the glacier?" Yang Sanyang shook his head and quickly rejected this idea. Even if he could dig the glacier and catch fish by himself, he could not drag it ashore.

　　 The primitive people couldn't support the round trip, so they would freeze to death on the road.

　　 "At this moment, there is only one way left..." Yang Sanyang thought quickly in his heart, with a cold light in his eyes, he thought of a hunting method.

　　 If you want to hunt, you must first have a bait, and you need a strong blood to spread out, making the prey awake in hibernation crazy, and then you can catch it and make food for everyone.

　　 Yang Sanyang didn't want to go far, so he could only find a way to attract the beasts, and the best way to attract the beasts was blood.

　　 There is no shortage of dried meat in the cave, but it is not bloody. All the meat is roasted, otherwise how can it be stored?

　　 hunting!

　　 can only go to the wind and snow to catch the beast first, and then use the blood of the beast to make traps to attract enough prey.

Yang Sanyang frowned. He believed that not only humans could not survive, but also the sleeping beasts. The long Cold Cretaceous period has exceeded the expectations of all creatures. This is not the Cold Cretaceous period at all. , On the contrary, it is eight points similar to the legendary Little Glacier in the previous life.

　　 Little Ice Age, it was definitely a terrible day.

　　 The primitive people have a hard time, and those fierce beasts have a hard time.

　　 But those beasts are much stronger than humans. As long as they have enough food, they can survive the cold north wind without freezing, but humans can't.

　　 Yang Sanyang frowned, various thoughts flashed in his heart, then turned around and walked into the cave, and began to pack the skins, torches, and jerky.

　　He has all kinds of treasures. Although the beasts outside are fierce, they don't feel terrible.

　　 Ye seemed to know Yang Sanyang's plan, a pair of watery eyes stared at Yang Sanyang, and he began to pack his bags, wrapped in thick leather, and followed him step by step.

　　 Yang Sanyang frowned, looked at him with a serious face, took his rucksack over and threw it down, then turned and disappeared in the wind and snow.

　　"Pan~"

　　 Ye yelled anxiously in the cave mansion, but unfortunately it was too late to catch up with Yang Sanyang's back, Yang Sanyang had disappeared in the wind and snow.

　　 The cold wind was biting. Fortunately, when he was weaving linen, he wore a hat, which was covered by the hat, and the animal skin scarf surrounded his face, so the coldness dissipated a lot.

　　 He was walking fast, although the ice and snow under his feet were cold, but he couldn't freeze it through for a while.

　　The cold wind spreads across the surface, the world is vast, and it is impossible to distinguish the direction.

　　 Primitives falling in this ice and snow will only lose their way, and then freeze to death.

　　But Yang Sanyang is different. There is one of his lights in the cave, it is like a guide light, no matter how far you go, you will not get lost.

　　 Moreover, the divine might in the air is also a good guide in the eyes of his law.

　　 After thirty miles of walking, Yang Sanyang had to stop and frowned as he watched the wind and snow deep into his knees.

　　 The heavy snow has stopped for a few days. In this wild world, the blizzard is coming quickly, but the melting speed is also very fast.

　　 Along with melting, the wind and snow are frozen again, so it is not particularly difficult to walk.

When he came to a dry old tree, Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm, took out a shovel from his sleeve, and then suddenly shoveled the old tree. The old tree was broken by its roots, and it was split into several sections and placed in one place. He took out the fire fold from his arms, and then lit the straw and fur that he had prepared long ago. In the cold north wind, the raging bonfire rolled up, melting the surrounding ice and snow, and bringing enough warmth to Yang Sanyang.

　　 That's right, the shovel was taken out of Yang Sanyang's sleeve. The mystery of the heavenly clothes is beyond his imagination, and it seems to be able to hold everything in the world. Yang Sanyang does not know how many things his heavenly clothes can hold, but it is absolutely extraordinary.

　　 The raging bonfire brought enough warmth to Yang Sanyang, and even his frozen toes recovered as before.

　　 The flame turned into ashes, and Yang Sanyang continued on the road silently, looking blankly at the heavy snow between the sky and the earth, and plucking the dried fruit from the tree to satisfy his hunger.

　　 It's snowing, how easy is it to catch prey?

　　Everything is luck.

　　 After walking for a long time, Yang Sanyang suddenly stopped and saw a pile of frozen feces on the ground.

　　 It was bear dung. Yang Sanyang lowered his head and observed it carefully. There was a lot of sand and gravel in the dung.

　　 Even the bears, the overlord, have a hard time.

　　 If you are full today, you may die tomorrow and become a Chinese meal for other beasts.

　　 stomped the soles of his feet, Yang Sanyang kept picking fruits. The dried fruits were cold, but they were able to eat.

　　 After walking for a short time without seeing any prey, Yang Sanyang sighed, but he heard the roar of wild beasts outside the place where the gods were blessed, but it was a pity that he alone did not dare to go so far in this vast snow.

　　 Out of the blessed place of the gods, but there will be monsters.

　　 The life of human beings is not easy, and the life of monsters with magical powers may not be easy. There are countless beasts under the monsters, and these subordinates also need rations.

　　 Moreover, the monster beast also needs rations, and cannot breathe without dying. When monsters are hungry, they will eat their own subordinates, and those beasts are not stupid, they can't wait to be eaten. So the outside world also messed up ~ www.wuxiahere.com~ Countless monsters and beasts are fighting together.

　　 Except for the immortal gods, all creatures were involved in this catastrophe.

　　Of course, the gods can control the heavens and the earth, and the places blessed by the gods are naturally not affected by the Cretaceous, but there seems to be a problem with the gods in the Yang Sanyang tribe.

　　Oops!

　　 When all the bad things come together, it is a big headache.

　　 The beasts near the human tribe have all been trapped and obtained seven or eighty eight. Those beasts are not stupid, knowing that the vicinity of humans is not safe. As many beasts are inexplicably hunted by humans, those beasts have begun to evade the scope of human activities.

　　 Therefore, it has caused this situation. There are not too many wild beasts within a hundred miles of human activities. Even if there are, Yang Sanyang can't hit it.

　　 He went to check the place where the trap was set up. Although the trap was collected, he hoped to get some clues.

　　 It's a pity that after walking through all the traps, there is still no half of the gain.

　　Think about it, even if there is a prey in the trap, it was discovered by the hibernating beast long ago, so where is it his turn to get him?

"Chenze fishes and burns forests and hunts. After humans have mastered the tools, they have too much destructive power and have broken the ecological balance of the nearby Baili..." Yang Sanyang frowned and took a deep breath: "It seems that we must pay attention to this in the future. The good thing is to choose prey that can be kept in captivity and domesticate a batch of them."

　　 The sky is getting darker, and I get nothing for a day.

go back?

not going back?

　　 If I go back, I will be gone today, and tomorrow he will have such a large range of activities at best, and there will be no prey in this range.

not going back?

　　 The wild at night will never be peaceful, and he may not be able to cope with the crises.