Since he could open the mountains and crack the stones, Yang Sanyang immediately dug a single stone cave for himself in the mountains, digging out stone tables, beds and simple stone beds in the cave, and also drove the storm of the waterfall into the river to introduce it into his house, giving him a little more fluid air.

Of course, the only disadvantage is that there is no sunshine in the house, and he does not expect it.

There were not many preys in the tribe, so a lot of oil was boiled, enough for him to refine lamp oil.

He can't stand the bonfire burning in his house. If carbon monoxide is poisoned, who will he ask for?

Carefully use the "shovel" to dig out a square bluestone, and then rub the bluestone with the shovel, constantly bringing flying stone chips. In just three or five days, an ancient stone lamp appeared in his hand.

The stone lamp is carved with patterns, like a blooming lotus petal, with thick lines flowing on the handle, and the base is carved with black birds and phoenixes.

The entire stone lamp is twenty centimeters tall. Although it is rough, it has a strong and simple style.

I thought in my heart that the eighteenth prince's dragon ball was thrown into the stone lamp and used as a wick, emitting a burning light.

Last time I made a shovel, although the movement was a little smaller, only a strange phenomenon of about a meter, but it was still a scattered place, right?

This time, there was not even a ceiling, but a desolate and vast aura fell. A flame appeared on the stone lamp. The original law of fire quietly emerged in the entire stone lamp. Then the dragon pearl energy changed and was transformed by the power of the great way and turned into a golden wick.

If Yang Sanyang drilled wood last time it was a friction fire and a physical fire, then the lights were lit this time were guardian fire, light fire, and red dust fire.

Lights originally mean home. They represent health and tranquility.

Unfortunately, the origin of the fire of guardianship is too weak, and the gain is not large for the way of heaven, not even the smallpox. It is just a force of the great way to hang silently, changing the form of the magic lamp.

The dragon ball turned golden and firmly embedded in the center of the light. The entire lampstand turned into a bright jade color, flashing with colorful light.

An ordinary-sized flame emerged from the lampstand, illuminating the darkness in the cave.

Yes, with the power of the great way, even lamp oil is saved.

If the lamp oil is not needed, the wick will completely change its shape and change its material origin. I am afraid that the eighteenth prince will be resurrected and will not recognize his own dragon ball.

The wick contains a ray of the origin of fire, which becomes the immortal source of the lamp, and shines with bright light.

"What a wonderful thing! The power of the Great Dao really favors me! Am I the illegitimate son of the Great Dao?" Yang Sanyang played with the light for a while, then placed it on the stone platform, and a trace of contemplation appeared in his eyes: "What can I do if there are all kinds of treasures? If I don't get the wonderful method, I will never be able to live forever."

A silk thread shot out from the sky net inside the body and penetrated into the light. It took a while to retract it, and then another mark was added to the sky net.

"Since it is the first light in the world, it's better to call it: Baolian Lantern!" Yang Sanyang remembered the legendary Baolian Lantern in his previous life, and couldn't help but smile gently, and a trace of memories appeared in his eyes.

What does lights mean is not important, what is important is the meaning it represents.

Under the observation of the sky net in his body, the Baolian Lantern emitted a force similar to divine power, covering the entire cave of the primitive man and firmly protecting the entire primitive man cave.

The silk threads composed of the law nets intertwined in the air, emanating from the lotus lamp, spreading in all directions.

"Huh~" Yang Sanyang was surprised and suspicious. Isn't this precious lotus lamp emitting a silk thread of law equivalent to a congenital god?

Just like the innate god?

The innate gods also protect the tribe like this!

"Can you say that this treasure lotus lamp has the potential to evolve into a congenital god?" Yang Sanyang stared at the treasure lotus lamp with his eyes shining brightly, and fell into deep thought for a long time without saying a word.

The thought of the heart was moved, the Baolian Lantern Dharma Net contracted, restraining all the divine power, but turned into a jade lamp, quietly burning to illuminate the entire room.

Yang Sanyang's house is not big or small, with a total of more than forty square meters. In addition, the waterfall passes through, so the whole house does not seem to be stuffy.

Dig a stone cave on the wall, then place the Baolian lamp in the stone cave, and the lights gently illuminate the entire room.

Then spread the skin of the bear on his own bed, and countless straws were soft, so the whole bed was completed.

"This is the best year I have lived in this world!" Yang Sanyang's eyes flowed out of divine lights, and his eyes looked into the distant horizon. He was silent, but he quietly opened his Dharma eyes and glanced at the transformation of the world.

The sun has been occupied by black particles, and if the remaining tenth is occupied one day, the Cretaceous period will be completely imminent.

"It is indeed difficult to ascend to heaven. The gods are above all else. How could they pay attention to the appeal of an ant?" Yang Sanyang took out the jade bead from his armpit and put it in his hand to play with it: "How can the gods be reminded of me? The God of Fire is the only god I have the chance to come into contact with, but now it is occupied by an unknown little bird."

Yang Sanyang was speechless. He stared at the bead in his hand. The bead appeared at the same time as the bird, and it must be an amazing treasure.

Unfortunately, he guarded Baoshan alone, but he was powerless.

What can he do?

He didn't even have the slightest initiative at all.

Although the treasure is good, it is useless to not use it.

"The only thing I can do now is to protect the tribe, do what I can do, and do everything I can do!" Yang Sanyang lowered his eyebrows, looked at his nose and nose and heart: "In the novels of previous life, Suiren drilled wood, and I also have great merits now, but why no one saved me?"

"Then I will do all the things done by the ancient sages in my previous life, and it is also good to get a few more treasures!" Yang Sanyang's various thoughts were circulating.

On the second day, the rising sun rose in the sky, and Yang Sanyang felt a sense of the heart of the sky net in his body. He walked out of the cave and glanced at the purple air coming from the sky. Accompanied by the howling north wind, Yang Sanyang opened his mouth and poured a cold wind on his stomach.

There is still no movement!

The north wind blew on his face, making Yang Sanyang tremble. He almost forgot that the dragon ball had been made into a wick by it.

He quickly wrapped his cloak and looked at the rising sun, as the ice and snow on the ground melted, the temperature began to warm up.

Back at the cave, Yang Sanyang inspected the storage of supplies in the cave. The rooms were already full of jerky meat. Now the tribe is full of supplies, and no one steals food.

But when he inspected the dried fruits, he couldn't help but frown.

"Why are there so much missing?" Yang Sanyang looked at the dried fruit, then looked at the fruits in the hands of the primitive people around him, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Yes, no one stole the meat, but someone stole the fruit.

Just like when people eat meat, they will naturally not go to steal food when they are full, but instead think about eating some fruit to relieve greasiness.

"Bang!"

Yang Sanyang roared and kicked the fishing nets under his feet away, causing countless primitive people to look horrified and look at them in a daze, wondering how to make his son of god furious?

"Bang!"

Yang Sanyang stepped forward quickly and kicked the primitive man holding the dried fruit, causing the primitive man to run away with his head, but he did not dare to resist.

Yang Sanyang pointed to the dried fruits in his hand, and then pointed to the room where the dried fruits were stored in the stone cave, and then kicked it again.

After half a quarter of an hour, Yang Sanyang was tired of kicking, so he guided everyone to put the dried fruit back.

The primitive people were not stupid, so they naturally knew why Yang Sanyang was angry. At this time, they all fell to the ground, trembling and dared not stand up.

Fruits can be seen everywhere outside, but these guys don’t eat the fruits outside, and they actually run to the cave to eat ready-made ones. This wind cannot last forever.

The Cretaceous period was extremely long. If you ate meat all day long, everyone would probably be unable to bear it until they vomited. The importance of the fruit can be imagined.

He beat and kicked the primitive people for half an hour before he was knocked out to hunt.

Now that the Cretaceous Cold is coming, no time can be delayed.

Picking fruits, fishing, and hunting, everyone clearly distinguished. Yang Sanyang found the seeds and threw them into the river, hoping that the seeds would take root and sprout and grow big trees that could shade in the coming year.

"The sky net is integrated into my body. Apart from the Dharma Eye and the fiery red silk thread, I have not yet discovered any other functions. The Dharma Eye and my soul merge into one, becoming something similar to meridians in the soul. I don't know what it is useful!" Yang Sanyang walked in the tribe with his hands on his back, wearing a cloak, and from time to time he bent down to pick herbs that he had been divided into hundreds of years. He put it in his backpack, and his eyes showed contemplation.

Immortality!

His mind is full of immortality and immortality. He wants to be crazy if he wants to be immortal.

"When I make the bow and arrow, if it doesn't attract the attention of the gods, I will try to go to the wilderness. Maybe there is another opportunity. I can't sit here and wait for death!" Yang Sanyang sighed, his eyes full of helplessness.

What can he do?

He was helpless too!

"Immortality... God is so unfair. Why can those innate gods live forever?" Yang Sanyang was full of resentment.

Immortality is his driving force for living in this world.

In the previous world, he watched the universe be destroyed with his own eyes and everything return to the ruins. Although he didn't know why he survived, Yang Sanyang cherished this opportunity for rebirth even more.

"Eternal life! I must ask for eternity, no one can stop me!" Yang Sanyang raised his head, looked at the flames on the altar with his eyes, saw the little bird sleeping in the flames, and the old priest kneeling on the ground.

"The primitive people in this world are strong and strong. This old priest kneels here for more than a month, but hasn't been dragged down yet..." Yang Sanyang looked at the Fire God who was suppressed by the bird and suddenly felt his heart moved: "Maybe I can take advantage of the Fire God's sleep to study the flame... I have the magic eyes to see through the essence of all things. If I can see the essence of these gods..."
Chapter completed!