The Great Talisman

Twenty-nine thousand six hundred times forty-eight thousand, this is simply an astronomical number, and the speed of the font cycle is too fast, and it changes randomly, unless you can see through more than one-third of the meaning of the text at a glance, otherwise It is impossible to learn to master this text.

　　 This is the words of the gods, representing the laws of heaven and geography, and the evolutionary rules of the laws. Even if the gods, they may not be able to understand all of them. They are just learned and never studied in depth.

　　 Learning to write a Chinese character is not the same as fully understanding the evolution and era of a Chinese character.

Yang Sanyang was a little frustrated when he heard what Bai Ze said, but he cheered up and stared at the Golden Crow Feather for a long time. There was a touch of determination in his eyes: "If you want to ask for Taoism, this level will not pass no matter what, I Must learn the words of God."

　　 The font was constantly changing, and Yang Sanyang tried to force his memory without any relaxation. Even if you learn by rote, you must learn the words of God and understand the countless meanings in the words of God.

　　 Learning God’s Word is actually practicing, a process of understanding everything in the heaven and earth, and the process of understanding the nature of everything in the heaven and earth.

　　 With the feathers bestowed by the gods, Yang Sanyang began to make bold decisions, thinking about how to get out of the Vulcan tribe.

　　 this day

Yang Sanyang led eight hundred clansmen holding bows and arrows all the way to the edge of Vulcan's blessing, raising their heads to look at the distant mountains surrounded by miasma, and the ancient road of lush demon spirits, a faint light flowed from his eyes: " Burn the mountain!"

　　 Yang Sanyang looked for the dry grass, then took out the fire folds, lit the dry wood, and the flames were driven by the eight hundred strong men and went in all directions.

　　 The overwhelming fire has dyed the clouds red.

　　 When the fire passed, the birds and beasts ran away, and countless poisonous insects were buried in the sea of ​​fire. I saw everything in the fire passed by ashes disappeared, leaving a whole place of ashes.

　　 "Indeed! But for the development of the human tribe, I can't take care of so much!" Yang Sanyang showed a touch of unbearableness in his eyes, but shook his head, and discarded that touch of compassion.

　　 The fire is fast, but it is not faster than the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests, and those poisonous insects die. A poisonous insect with a more clever personality burrowed into the underground soil, and then took the opportunity to survive the disaster.

　　 "唳~"

　　The demon spirit was rolling in the sky, and the eagle hit the sky, and a large eagle shining with black divine light flew over the sea of ​​fire and pounced on humans: "Bold ant, dare to set fire to my Eagle Jiling Mountain Range, you are so bold!"

　　 The monster beast was so fierce and mighty, that the primitive people's hands and feet were so frightened that they turned around and fled without saying a word. Even the **** son Yang Sanyang ignored it.

　　 Yang Sanyang didn't move, and the cracking demon wind rolled up the gravel, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes.

　　 Pulled out the golden hair on his head unhurriedly, and saw Yang Sanyang worshipping, and saw a golden light flashing, and the monster fell to the ground, splashing red.

　　 killed a demon beast with his fingers.

　　 "This animal is far inferior to King Mifeng, but what is the use of setting the mountain on fire?" Bai Ze puzzled.

　　 The fire was raging for hundreds of miles, and then seeing the feng shui of the great wilderness echoing, a pouring rain began to extinguish the fire.

"If there is no vegetation in this area, there will be no beasts, no beasts, no beasts, and no beasts symbolize safety!" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze: "I will come here every year to set fire. It took three to five years for the wild beasts to know that this place is dangerous, the eggs of the poisonous insects were completely burned, and corn could be grown here."

　　 Whether it is a monster or a beast, they all seek good fortune and avoid harm, and they are naturally spiritual. As long as you set fire for several years in a row, this group of wild beasts will know how powerful they are, and they won't settle down here.

　　 Then there is a way to develop this land into fertile land!

"But setting the mountain on fire is too venomous and disliked by the gods. On the contrary, the Demon Ancestor likes your style. If the Demon Ancestor meets you, he will definitely be a confidant!" Bai Ze smiled lightly, eyes full of weirdness. color.

"I can't help it. For the survival of the tribe, one day the fire **** blessed the land can not accommodate a population of hundreds of thousands! At that time, I must migrate to the wilderness. I burned a monster forbidden area, which is considered to be prepared in advance. !" Yang Sanyang couldn't comment on hearing this.

　　 After burning the fire, he swept across the monsters on the ground, and then looked at the tribal warriors who fled into the place blessed by Vulcan. Yang Sanyang looked ugly, dragged the monsters and walked back.

　　 "Sure enough, no one in this world can rely on it!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

　　 The eight hundred strong men seemed to know that they had done something wrong, and they lowered their heads and followed Yang Sanyang, their eyes were full of guilt, and they did not dare to speak.

　　 Go back to the tribe, kill the demon and eat meat. There is no demon pill, but it can be stewed in ‘chicken soup’, a casserole full of monster beast meat, the fragrance is ten li.

　　 Countless primitive people looked at him blankly, but didn't dare to step forward and could only stand outside Yang Sanyang's house.

　　In the house

　　 Yang Sanyang eats eagle meat and gnaws on eagle paws. Ye sits opposite Yang Sanyang and eats happily.

　　 The female leader sipped the eagle soup, her eyes showed a touch of satisfaction, and her belly was stretched.

　　Half loud

　　 Ye was full, wiped his greasy face, and then picked up the casserole, ready to go out and share it with others.

　　 "Come back!" Yang Sanyang shouted.

　　 Ye paused, and Yang Sanyang pointed to the stove: "Put it back. In the future, the meat of the monster beast will only be eaten by ourselves. When we can't eat it, it's going to go bad, then give it to them."

　　 Several years of teaching have some effect after all. Although Yeah can't speak, he probably understands Yang Sanyang's meaning.

　　 Yang Sanyang's status in the entire tribe is supreme. No one can question his decision. The outside tribes gathered in one place, and their eyes floated to the house where Yang Sanyang was from time to time, revealing a touch of expectation.

　　 saw Ye walk out of the house, yelled at the people of the tribe, and drove them all back.

　　To cultivate cronies!

　　 This is Yang Sanyang's idea. He didn't want to be Dayao, Dayao, Dayu, and he was forced into the Zen position.

　　 The system of renunciation in ancient China is a joke. Have you ever seen the renunciation of wolves?

　　 A group of primitive people understand the system of meditation. That is a joke at all. It is clear that they were forced to the Zen position in their later years. Just like the old wolf king who was forced to retreat to the throne, and then died in solitude.

　　 He didn't want to drive a car overturned, and was finally lifted off the throne.

　　 People are the most realistic animal in this world. No matter how much you made to the tribe before, as long as you lose value, you will be a waste.

　　 He owns the monsters alone, Yang Sanyang won't consider the ideas of the primitive people, even if the barbarians are dissatisfied, they have to hold back.

　　The power of the sky-shaking bow, the power of shooting monsters today, the tribesmen in the tribe have seen with their own eyes, that they have gods, who dare to be disrespectful to themselves?

　　 "Cultivate cronies!" There was a hint of contemplation in Yang Sanyang's eyes. There is no doubt that Ye is definitely his cronies.

　　The female leader too!

　　 As far as Shuo Yong is concerned, it can be regarded as a test subject for investigation. Yang Sanyang didn't believe in anyone, and he didn't believe in these primitive people at all.

　　 How bad human nature is, he has seen a lot in his previous life.

　　Especially today when everyone abandons themselves, they are even more alert that human nature is evil!

　　 In fact, he does not have this feather, and he is already preparing to set the mountain on fire to prepare for the future. The purpose of growing the tribe is to make yourself safer and live better.

A three-meter-long monster beast. Yeah and Yang Sanyang ate for three days. When they saw that the monster was about to rot, they gave it to the children in the tribe. As for those strong men, only watching Portion.

　　 "I should actually set up a statue to call everyone to worship me day and night and worship me as a god!" Yang Sanyang had the idea of ​​creating a **** in his heart. The divine power is always the best way to subdue these primitive people.

　　 It's a pity that Yang Sanyang couldn't do that shameless thing after all. He looked at the bright moon in the sky, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Divine language!" Yang Sanyang was silent, his eyes looked at the bright moon in the void, and the bead under his arm hadn't moved since Bai Ze came, except for washing the marrow and cutting the hair, even Bai Ze. No trace of the bead can be found.

　　 The time is already more than a month long. Yang Sanyang looked at the farmland not far away. Various weeds emerged from the ground, making people dizzy.

　　 Weeding!

Yang Sanyang made a hoe~www.wuxiahere.com~ and removed the weeds around the seedlings in a demonstrative manner. Then he gave everything to the primitive people. do.

　　 He is not stupid, he does everything by himself, what do he want these boys to do?

　　 He already has the idea of ​​raising his might, and he rarely shows up in front of his tribesman on weekdays, pretending to be mysterious. Distance produces beauty, which makes the younger generations in the tribe fear him and regard him as a messenger of God, not a person.

　　 In the following days, Yang Sanyang had less and less time to walk out of the house, and spent the whole day sitting in the house to comprehend the divine text.

　　 Bai Ze looked at Yang Sanyang with complicated eyes.

　　 "What's wrong?" Yang Sanyang raised his head, looked at Bai Ze, and noticed the gaze in Bai Ze's eyes.

　　 "You are gradually losing confidence in yourself, you are planning for your future life, you plan to die in this tribe!" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

　　 "Absurd! What is the ancestor talking nonsense?" Yang Sanyang snorted.

"You have changed! After you discovered the difficulty of the divine writing, you have changed! You start thinking about planning for the future, thinking about how to spend your old age after you get old, you start thinking about your future days, and thinking about how you will be in the future. Stabilize your position!" The light flashed in Bai Ze's eyes.

　　 "I don't have one!" Yang Sanyang categorically rejected it.

　　 "Then why are you pretending to be mysterious? Why did you begin to alienate the clansmen and be aloof? Why should people be in awe?" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

　　 Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard the words, and after a while he sighed: "It's hard to live long."

　　 Bai Ze was silent when he heard the words, and after a while he said: "How good is immortality? How can it be easily obtained? The gods will be able to live forever after the order of heaven and earth. What merit do you have, and dare to seek immortality?"