"Oh, that's it."
Yang Cheng was not doubtful. He had read the information and found that primitive society did not have many entertainment activities like it does now.
People in primitive societies only did shameful things, including fighting.
The fight between Yanhu and Cangshi seemed to be a normal thing in Yang Cheng's eyes, as long as no one was injured or killed.
"Okay, it's too late, you two, stop making trouble and go to bed."
Yang Cheng warned and walked deeper into the cave.
And what he didn't notice was.
After he left, Yan Hu and Cang Shi called Yan Lin and Xing to their respective sides, and they talked to each other. They didn't know what they said, but they made the two beast-eared girls blush.
The cave that the Qingque tribe was looking for was very large, as big as half a football field. More than fifty people could fit in the cave, and there was a lot of space.
Yang Cheng walked for two minutes before arriving at his residence.
The location is at the bottom of the cave, with stones piled up as a wall, slightly blocking the view of other people.
Twenty or thirty meters away from here is the habitat of the totem warrior.
As long as Yang Cheng shouts, with the speed of the totem warrior, he can arrive in two or three seconds, which is very safe.
And there is a vent in the wall.
The night breeze flows in from the small vents, making this space very cool.
But in winter, it must be blocked.
During the day, Yang Cheng specially asked someone to set up a fire at his place.
When we came here, there was a petite animal-eared girl sitting next to the fire, half asleep and throwing firewood into the fire.
Yang Cheng took a closer look and found that this beast-eared girl was probably a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl on earth.
He has a pair of sika deer antlers on his head, brown hair, and a childish face, but very good-looking, no less than a first- or second-tier star on earth.
Strangely enough, in Yang Cheng's impression.
The appearance of primitive people is generally rough, square, and dark.
But when he looked at the people in the tribe today, the women all had fair, smooth and tender skin, very beautiful looks, and even good figures.
Take any one of them and throw them on the earth, and they will all be among the best beauties.
Men's skin is worse, but their figure is tall and masculine, full of power and explosive beauty, which is more in line with the golden cutting line.
The girl's face was rosy, probably because she had been sitting by the fire for a long time.
And he was so sleepy and shaky that he was roasted by the fire.
Watching the girl with her eyelids closed, her body involuntarily tipped over and was about to fall into the fire.
Yang Cheng didn't care to continue admiring it, and stepped forward to grab the girl.
The girl was startled and woke up.
Seeing that it was Yang Cheng who had grabbed him, his face suddenly turned red and he was so shy that he couldn't speak: "Wu, Wu...I...I..."
Yang Cheng touched her antlers and said with a smile, "What's your name?"
The antlers are not as hard as expected, but soft and soft.
Lu Er Niang's voice was like a mosquito, her body was trembling, and she said: "My...my name is...Xia..."
"Xia?" Yang Cheng confirmed.
"Um."
Xia responded softly and nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that the deer-eared girl in front of him was shy and almost dying, Yang Cheng stopped teasing her and let go of her antlers:
"Okay, Xia, you go back first."
Xia's face showed hesitation, he pointed to the fire and whispered: "But... Wu..."
"I will add firewood to the fire myself. You can go back." Yang Cheng said.
Seeing that Yang Cheng said he would come, Xia hesitated for a moment, nodded before leaving.
Seeing Xia's figure walking away, Yang Cheng shook his head, took out the animal skin bag that Mu Qing handed to him during the day, sat next to the fire, and studied it by the light of the fire.
I didn't look carefully during the day.
At this time, Yang Cheng looked through it carefully.
In addition to one large animal skin, there are several small animal skins in the animal skin bag.
Those wooden signs are actually not wooden signs, but dominoes with patterns carved on them.
Yang Cheng first took out the dominoes and looked at them carefully.
There are five dominoes in total, including two dominoes and the other two dominoes. The patterns engraved on them are the same. Only one domino is different.
Yang Cheng looked over and couldn't understand what these dominoes were for, but he could feel the energy in his body being stimulated.
So, he put it aside and ignored it.
Instead, he took out the big animal skin and several other animal skins and studied them carefully.
Strange to say.
Yang Cheng couldn't see these tadpole words individually, but put them together, Yang Cheng could somehow understand their meaning.
Half an hour later.
"Crack."
There was a crackle of burning wood.
Yang Cheng put down the animal skin and threw a piece of wood into the fire.
He looked thoughtful in his eyes and murmured to himself: "So it turns out that witches, like totem warriors, also have levels."
According to the description of the tadpole text on the animal skin, Yang Cheng understood it himself.
Totem warriors are divided into junior totem warriors, intermediate totem warriors, and advanced totem warriors.
Witches are divided into junior witches, intermediate witches and advanced witches.
The totem warrior of the Qingque tribe has the highest combat power of Yanhu. He is the pinnacle of the junior totem warrior. He can become an intermediate totem warrior as long as he continues to temper his energy and blood.
As for the previous witch, he was a low-level witch.
However, he has mastered three witchcrafts and is considered one of the best among low-grade witches.
"According to what is said on the animal skin, these five dominoes should be witch dominoes." Yang Cheng picked up the five witch dominoes and looked at them in his hand.
For witch dominoes, the witchcraft stored in the dominoes can be activated by using energy, blood or witchcraft power.
The production of witch dominoes requires the use of witch patterns.
The witch patterns evolved from the tadpole script that Yang Cheng had seen.
Each witch pattern represents a kind of witchcraft.
The type of witch can usually be defined by witchcraft.
For example, there are poison witches who are good at using poison; divination witches who can predict good and bad luck; medical witches who treat injuries and illnesses; and Zhu witches who increase their strength and speed.
However, these types are for reference only.
For example, what the previous Qingque Tribe was best at was treating injuries and illnesses, which could be regarded as a medical witch, but in fact, he also had a witchcraft of shooting small flames, which could also be regarded as a war witch.
And among the three witchcrafts he left behind, one is "fire magic", which can emit flames;
One is the "healing technique", which can quickly heal wounds;
There is also a "refreshing technique", which can refresh the mind and is similar to functional drinks on earth.
Therefore, of the five dominoes left, four are healing and fire spells, and the other is refreshing spell.
I think the last wizard felt that the spirit-enhancing technique was too useless, so he only made one piece.
Yang Cheng arranged the witch dominoes aside.
“These are all secondary, the most important thing is to increase the storage capacity of witchcraft power in the body.
The greater the storage capacity, the more witchcraft can be emitted and the greater its power.
The way witches practice cultivation is actually the same as what is written in some novels on earth, which requires them to enter a meditative state. "
When he thought of this, Yang Cheng became a little excited.
This is extraordinary power, something that has never been seen on earth.
Yang Cheng quickly followed the method on the animal skin, crossed his legs, sat firmly on the ground, and then calmed down, preparing to enter a state of meditation.
However, at this moment.
There were whispered conversations in the darkness, and it seemed like someone was coming in the direction of Yang Cheng.
