Humans advance, wild beasts retreat!

With the arrival of spring, with the creation of bows and arrows, the territory that humans can move will become bigger and bigger.

All the lands reached by arrows are my land.

When the beasts face thousands of arrows, they ask if you are afraid?

The buzzing of arrows and the vibration of bowstrings have already made the wild beasts become frightened birds. Facing the flock of wild beasts, humans can only use bows and arrows to kill. If they can't finish eating, they can dry the meat. They will never be wasted.

The cold Little Ice Age tells all tribes that there is no harm in storing more food.

The cave is well ventilated. As long as the meat is dried and sun-made, it will never break even in the hot summer.

Walking in the forest, Yang Sanyang held a shovel and kept scattering the branches spit out of the big tree. Then he quickly stepped forward and picked up the branches and hugged them in his arms.

With bows and arrows, traps, and ropes, human life is guaranteed. At this time, Yang Sanyang didn't know what he should do.

After thinking about it, I still thought about weaving a basket, which is easier to hold things, than animal skin bags.

The branches are the first batch of branches brewed after the thunder in spring. Each branch seems to be measured with a ruler, neither short nor long than 1.5 meters.

Ye followed Yang Sanyang with a lot of branches in his arms. Looking at the branches in his arms, Yang Sanyang felt that it was almost done, so he called Ye to walk back.

Back in front of the cave, the warm sun shone on his face. Yang Sanyang picked up the branches and began the process of weaving baskets.

It is difficult to make a backpack, but it is not simple. The key is to arrange it carefully and not loosely.

With Yang Sanyang's single hand speed for ten thousand years, the basket was already woven in just two days, and he also woven a lid for the basket to prevent the things in the basket from falling out.

The void is twisted, the power of the great way is coming, the material form of the back basket changes, and a mysterious aura is born.

"Swoosh~"

Bai Ze rushed out of Shandong, looking at the basket of the power of the great way, his heart kept twitching:

"God is unfair! God is unfair! This guy just wove a small thing with branches, and you will descend the power of the great way to help him achieve the treasure. We have worked hard to sacrifice and refine thousands of spiritual objects, but it is hard to find a treasure. God is unfair!"

There is no golden lotus falling from the sky, but the power of the great way has arrived to help it clean its backpack.

After a cup of tea, the basket was gradually refined, but then Bai Ze was ready to rub his hands, and his hooves kicked up dust on the ground, turning into a white shadow and rushing towards Yang Sanyang.

"Swoosh~"

The original mark in the backpack rubbed its hair and penetrated into Yang Sanyang's eyebrows and was absorbed by the Soul Zhongtian.

"Bang~"

The soil on the ground splashed, Bai Ze was so fast that he could no longer restrain himself. He ran to the bluestone and suddenly fell to his nose and face.

"Why? That's mine! That's mine!" Bai Ze jumped up and flew towards Yang Sanyang's head. Looking at his aggressive posture, he seemed to have the urge to dig his head open.

"Swoosh~"

The rope of trapped immortal flew out, Bai Ze became a rice dumpling, Yang Sanyang accepted the message from Skynet, and then slowly came to the backpack.

It is a very ordinary basket with no abnormalities and no treasure at all, just like it is just an ordinary basket.

But Yang Sanyang knew that this back basket contained an endless void, an endless void that only his master could touch and perceive.

He thought in his mind, picked up Bai Ze, and regardless of the other party's resistance, he stuffed it straight into the backpack.

"Boy, what are you going to do! You can't treat me like this..." Bai Ze was struggling, but it was useless. The next moment, Bai Ze disappeared straight into the basket.

"Good treasure!" Yang Sanyang sensed the endless void. Bai Ze stood in the void with a confused look on his face and glanced around in all directions, everything was empty.

The next moment, his big hand came from nothingness and took Bai Ze out of his back basket. Bai Ze's eyes were still confused. After a while, he said: "Good treasure! Good treasure! It's really a good treasure."

"It is indeed a good treasure. This void is boundless and endless. No matter how creatures fall into it, they will be bound and unable to escape. I just don't know if they can trap the innate gods!" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze was shocked when he heard this. After a while, he said with a serious expression: "It's hard to say."

Yang Sanyang knew what he said, and knew what Bai Ze said. He stretched out his palm and placed the basket on his back: "Let's go collect herbs together."

"This is an ordinary basket. If I hadn't been to the ancestor, I would have never believed that this was a treasure!" Bai Ze jumped into the basket at this time, then carefully studied it for a while, then lifted the lid and drilled in, and then crawled out again, without seeing the trace of the void at all.

"The power of space is inherently wonderful and unpredictable. He is good at hiding it. In addition, the origin of the basket is absorbed by me. If I don't mobilize the origin, I can't open the boundless void in the basket!" Yang Sanyang's eyes flashed with thoughtful expressions.

Compared with the divine lights of the fishing rod, the silence of the storm, and the sky-shaking bow, this basket returns to nature, just like this omnipresent power of space, where he is, and you won't care about him.

"Ancestor, I have all kinds of treasures hanging on my body, which is really uncomfortable. I wonder if my ancestor can have a way to put all kinds of treasures into my body?" Yang Sanyang said.

"Put it into your body, then aren't you dead?" Bai Ze was stunned.

Yang Sanyang was speechless: "I mean the magic method of putting treasures into the body can nourish treasures with the essence and blood in the body."

"What a mess!" Bai Ze shook his head: "Although the gods have companion spiritual treasures, they cannot be put into their bodies. They can only be placed by their side to sacrifice and refine and nurture day and night. On the contrary, those monks of the hundreds of tribes in the Great Wilderness have created a method to bring a natal magic weapon into their bodies. But you... are not allowed to practice yet, so where can you sacrifice and refine your natal magic weapon?"

Yang Sanyang remained silent. He was quite concerned about the matter of cultivation and kept asking Bai Ze. Unfortunately, Bai Ze had no idea and could not explain it clearly.

After digging out the herbs on the ground and throwing them into the basket, Yang Sanyang's thoughts circulated: "Fortunately, I have a heavenly dress, otherwise wouldn't it be troublesome to hang these treasures on my body?"

"However, why can my Suiren Jig hide into the void in the dark?" Yang Sanyang thought about the differences, and after a while, he said: "I know, the fundamental form of the Suiren Jig is flame and energy, and the rest of his treasures are all matter, so the difference is probably here."

Yang Sanyang showed a contemplative look on his face, and divine lights flowed out from his eyes.

"Of course, my cultivation is too shallow and I can't understand the principles!" Yang Sanyang's eyes were constantly intertwined and changed, and his eyes looked into the void in the distance, walking casually on the grass.

"Old ancestor, there is one thing that you need to ask for advice." Yang Sanyang remembered something and suddenly said.

"What's the matter?" Bai Ze lay in his back basket, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and asked in surprise: "Why are you suddenly so polite? I think it's strange to call the ancestor!"

"I have taught tribes for two years, why can't the tribes even speak a single letter of pinyin?" Yang Sanyang was puzzled. In theory, it took two years to learn how to speak even a stupid person, right?

No matter how bad it is, it should be okay to spit out a word, right?

Now, except for Ye barely pronounced the twenty-four letters, the thousands of tribes can't even pronounce the letters. How can you not be anxious?

I can't find the root cause of the problem, I'm really anxious.

As for the primitive people being too stupid, it wouldn't be that primitive people are very smart, Yang Sanyang has long experienced this.

"Handic bones! There are transverse bones in your human creature's body! If you can't refine the transverse bones, you will naturally be unable to speak." Bai Ze said without thinking.

"Hengbo? Why can I speak?" Yang Sanyang said in confusion, he was a little confused.

"You must have eaten spiritual objects or the essence of monsters before, and then combined with the merits of heaven and earth, you will naturally refine the horizontal bones!" Bai Ze said naturally.

"I haven't asked the ancestor yet, how can I refine the crossbone?" Yang Sanyang stopped and dug out an old ginseng.

"There are three ways," Bai Ze said with a smile.

"Please give me advice," Yang Sanyang said respectfully.

"The first type is to understand the way of cultivation, swallow and spit the essence of the sun and the moon. Over time, you can naturally refine the horizontal bones," Bai Ze said.

"I don't know what the second type is?" Yang Sanyang shook his head. As soon as Bai Ze finished speaking, he asked the second type directly.

"The second type is to have powerful people to help you refine the horizontal bones!" Bai Ze said.

"Old Ancestor..." Yang Sanyang stopped.

"Ancestor, I was at my peak, so it was not difficult to enlighten my bones, but now I have suffered heavy damage and I cannot protect myself." Bai Ze interrupted Yang Sanyang's words.

Yang Sanyang was silent and said after a while: "So what if I don't know this third type?"

"Devour the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, hunt monsters, and seize the essence of the monsters to nourish their bodies. Humans can also refine cross bones!" Bai Ze said.

"Monster Beast?" Yang Sanyang thought in his mind: "You can try it."

"But it is really amazing that you can open up language for the human race. Unfortunately, the human race has a very poor foundation and its qualifications are far inferior to this rotten wood! The rotten wood can one day gain the opportunity to enlighten its spiritual wisdom and embark on the road of cultivation, but since the creation of the world, there has never been a person who has embarked on the road of cultivation!" Bai Ze shook his head repeatedly: "You human race is a rare species in the great wilderness. All the gods are curious and want to protect them and study why there are such stupid species in the world. If not, I am afraid that the human race will be extinct and will be completely eliminated from the world."
Chapter completed!