Chapter 150 The Country of Bears, Sun Dongjun (13)

Song Lin picked up his weapon and was about to get something to eat when he suddenly saw a group of savages standing behind him.

The savages held weapons made of stone and crude bows and arrows, wore grass skirts and had rough skin.

They looked at Song Lin and the bonfire, making whining sounds in their mouths, and their eyes were filled with admiration.

When Song Lin saw these people, he was suddenly shocked and thought to himself that he had no strength now. Wouldn't he be dead if he met these savages?

While thinking, the group of people suddenly knelt down and chanted unknown syllables.

Song Lin thought for a moment and understood instantly.

He probably thinks of himself as a god.

Think about it, he is dressed in gorgeous colorful silk, has fair skin, neat clothes, and can use fire. What is he if he is not a god?

Thinking of this, Song Lin immediately set his mind.

He stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stand up, and a tall savage walked over.

"Can you speak?" Song Lin asked.

The savage looked confused and couldn't understand what Song Lin said.

This person kept talking about the pronunciation of the ligature, so Song Lin tentatively called him the leader lian.

"Forget it, I'll teach you slowly later."

Song Lin sat on the stone, and the blazing bonfire beside him warmed everyone. Firewood was added from time to time, and the flames became stronger again. This move made everyone in awe.

At this time, the leader half-knelt on the ground and presented the raw meat with both hands.

"I'll teach you to eat cooked food later."

Song Lin didn't care whether everyone understood it or not, he pierced the meat with wooden sticks and roasted it on the fire.

The life span of our ancestors in ancient times was generally not very long.

The main reason is that the hygiene level is not high, coupled with the dangerous living environment, people are easily infected when injured, and they generally only live about thirty years old.

In the future, if you learn to use fire and eat cooked food, your life span may be longer.

Soon, the cooked food was ready, and Song Lin asked someone to pick some berries and spread the jam on it, and the color suddenly became attractive.

"eat!"

The leader took it carefully and took a bite. He immediately patted his head with excitement and handed it to others.

Others were excited and slapped their heads with their right hands.

Song Lin finally figured it out, it probably meant it was delicious.

In the next few days, they took Song Lin to see the cave where they lived. There were about a hundred people in the entire tribe.

"There is the Xiong clan, after the Yellow Emperor..."

Song Lin was not surprised at all.

This era is after the destruction of the Emperor of Heaven. The Xiong clan has been glorious thousands of years ago. It is not surprising to meet a member of the Xiong clan.

"Since you regard me as a god, I will help you."

In the cave, Song Lin spoke in words that no one could understand.

The wizard with oil paint on his face recorded this scene with a rope.

After that, Song Lin first taught people how to drill wood to make fire, build houses, make clothes out of linen, plant crops, etc.

Unknowingly, three years have passed.

Within three years, villages were established at the foot of the mountain, and thousands of tribesmen came from all directions to join the army.

"Dongjun, it worked! We succeeded!"

The leader ran over excitedly, holding a pottery vessel in his arms.

"Very good, I'll have something to cook in the future."

Three years of exchanges also allowed them to learn Song Lin's language.

Next, Song Lin will also teach them writing, how to record bamboo slips, offer sacrifices to gods, etc.

Of course, these are all things for later, the key is to make bronze and ironware.

Bronze wares are relatively easy to make, while iron wares are more difficult to smelt.

With new weapons, the combat effectiveness is about to reach a big level.

The people in the village below are dressed in linen clothes, and the division of labor is clear. Men go out to hunt, women collect berries and herbs, make pottery, and the old people weave bamboo baskets.

"The bear tribe's death rate has dropped by 30% in the past few years, and its population has skyrocketed. The next step is to expand."

The karma is increasing little by little. It seems that helping the human race can also increase the karma, but the increase is not high. I guess defeating the evil god is the key.

Thinking of this, Song Lin continued to practice.

It's time to enter the regular period now. When the breakthrough reaches Qi refining, real-life objects can be projected in.

"To refine qi, we can only find some new materials." Song Lin thought to himself.

It doesn't matter if you calm your mind, the Golden Crow Yang Pattern can emit pure Yang energy to cleanse your soul.

Due to the accumulation of previous lives, the speed of cultivation has increased a lot.

Ten years passed before I knew it.

In ten years, the population of the Youxiong tribe has reached 3,000, and the ability to grow crops has become self-sufficient.

On this day, Mt.

Song Lin sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff and took a deep breath of the oriental air.

The true energy in the body circulates, forming a light frost.

Looking from a distance, the top of the cliff is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the sun shines out in colorful lights, making it look like a fairyland on earth.

The people around looked in admiration.

This place is a forbidden area. Only the leader and the wizard of the tribe can go up the mountain. Others must not approach it, otherwise they will be executed.

The leader stood guarding the fire, and saw that the fire was roasting the pottery fan, and the ore was melting in the fan.

Bronze has become popular, but the texture is too soft and the quality of bronze is not high.

Now the leader company is studying the bronze sword. Under the guidance of Dongjunshen, the leader company started the sword-making journey on the mountain.

At this time, a group of people came down from the mountain.

The number is about two thousand.

The leader rides a tiger, wears sackcloth, and carries a bow and arrow and a stone axe.

"I heard that the Xiong clan has gods?" The leader Ji Qi looked at the witch doctor next to him.

"Yes, the god Xiong Dongjun descended to earth to teach fire, grain techniques, and the artifact used by the Yellow Emperor to defeat Chi You."

"Haha, I don't believe it, I am God!"

This tribe is the descendant of the Qiong Sang family and is also the co-leader of nearby tribes.

But now that all the business has been robbed by the Youxiong clan, the leader of Qiong Sang was unwilling to accept it, so he led his tribe to attack.

In addition, there are twelve small tribes who have agreed to set off together.

Almost the entire Qinshui tribe participated.

If the Xiong clan is successfully eliminated, then he will join the Qinshui River Basin.

"kill!!!"

Ji Qi rides a white tiger and holds a stone knife high.

Leading a thousand warriors to charge towards the tribe not far away.

As the distance got closer and closer, doubts gradually arose in their hearts.

What is this strange bird's nest-like thing? And these neat weeds and things holding water?

It all seems so strange.

And why do the elderly, women and children with the Xiong family look so good?

At this moment, Song Lin made a breakthrough in refining Qi.

boom!!

Suddenly, the wind suddenly rose and the sun shone brightly.

The green light shoots straight into the sky.

Song Lin stood on the edge of the cliff, with golden light shining on him, shining brightly like a god.

His whole body is bathed in golden light, and there are golden crow lines between his eyebrows.
To be continued...