At night.
Starry.
From time to time, there are insects chirping in the mountains and forests, and it is quiet and cold.
In the wooden house.
The dim torch flickered.
The high priest squatted in front of a stone slab, holding a sharp stone in his hand, and kept carving something: "In the winter of thirty-sixth year... Youwa practiced the martial arts passed down by the prophet and became a second-level strong man. Unprecedented...... Named Yan..."
The stone slab was huge, taking up a quarter of the room's area.
He first carved thirty-six horizontal bars on the upper left corner of the stone slab.
I also drew a simple snowflake pattern on the edge.
This is the representative year.
Then he carved a little man with a little light spot on the back of his head, like a sun growing on his neck.
Because stone carving is difficult.
The little man looked a little crooked.
The high priest was very serious, and even used his other hand to support his carving wrist to prevent his hand from shaking. With a hint of respect in his eyes, he drew the facial features of the little man.
"The painting of the prophet is finished, but this martial arts...how should we express it?"
The high priest rubbed his sore temples and felt that he had lost a lot of hair these days.
Since the prophet came to their tribe, everything has changed for the better.
But happiness also has its troubles.
The rules of the tribe that have been passed down since ancient times need to be recorded after a major event, so that they can be passed down and known to future generations.
before.
The Blackstone tribe uses the old method of tying ropes to record events.
When something big happens in the tribe, they tie a knot in the rope.
When you see this knot, you can think of it.
The knots are large or small, the distance between them is different, and the thickness of the rope is also different, each representing different meanings.
The person responsible for interpreting these rules is usually the tribe's high priest or a famous elder!
However, this method works well in a short period of time.
As time goes by, there will be more knots. In addition, their craftsmanship is rough and the thickness of the rope they make is not completely under their control.
It’s easy to lose track of anything.
Especially when they get older, their energy and blood are weakened, and their memory declines... They don't have the means to practice, they can't maintain their energy, and they are prone to problems with inheritance being lost.
Many small tribes cannot grow. In addition to the dangers of the wild world, this is also one of the reasons.
The wisdom summarized by previous generations cannot be continued.
It will be forgotten in a few generations.
Just like now, there is a pile of rotten wooden ropes piled in the corner of the high priest's house. For so many years, he has not been able to understand what the knots on the ropes mean.
And if it is attacked by a ferocious beast, some people in the tribe who have mastered the technology will die and fail to pass it down, and the technology will no longer exist.
The high priest experienced something similar.
And not just once!
I deeply understand the serious consequences of this kind of thing.
So as early as his tenth year as high priest, he decided to change everything.
Use the original knotting method.
It was changed to use stone carvings to record events on stone slabs, and draw the people, time, and things clearly at a glance.
at the begining of.
The high priest was also impressed by his intelligence.
I feel that I can be regarded as a great contributor to the Blackstone Tribe, and future generations of children and grandchildren will definitely remember my contribution and feel a little proud.
But slowly.
As the time to record increased and the direction became wider and wider, he gradually discovered that... the time to record one thing was getting longer and longer.
For example, this year is his thirty-sixth year as high priest.
At the beginning of each recording event, he would first draw thirty-six lines to indicate the time.
The farther back, the more bars there are.
And when the young men in the tribe discovered a new ferocious beast in the mountains and forests, he would also record it.
Record as much as possible its characteristics, habits, weaknesses, strengths...
So that future hunting teams will not be clueless when facing such ferocious beasts.
Whenever this happens.
The high priest must find a way to draw the appearance of the new ferocious beast and express its characteristics with symbols so that people can understand it after seeing it.
This is a great test of personal ability.
Of course, these are actually not bad. After all, the daily life in primitive society is relatively dull, there are not many major events, and even headaches only occur occasionally.
And over the years, he has also researched some symbols on his own and recorded them on stone tablets and tortoise shells.
Barely enough!
Can……
When the prophet came to the Blackstone Tribe, everything changed.
There is a big change almost every few months.
The prophet used magic to heal the stone, turning it from dying to alive.
Then the prophet refined the artifact in public and gave it to them to make them more confident when fighting against the beast.
Then teach them how to mine.
When the tribe faced a life and death crisis, the prophet descended from the sky, killed the big snake, and saved everyone.
Later, he taught martial arts, construction techniques, and cooking methods...
Everything is a big deal!
All need to be recorded in detail!
The tribe was happy, but the high priest was secretly having a headache.
How can I remember so many new things?
Just like that martial arts...it's been so long, and he hasn't figured out how to express it!
"Otherwise... just leave it empty as before and think about it later!"
The high priest sighed, that was all he could do, and continued to record.
Another group of little people were drawn, cheering continuously around a giant-like figure.
That giant represents the second-level powerhouse.
last character.
It’s the name of Yan!
The high priest stared at the words with simple structure but complete imagery, and fell into a long silence.
"That's great! This symbol is awesome..."
He stroked it gently, as if admiring a piece of art, his eyes full of obsession.
suddenly.
He stood up suddenly, as if struck by lightning, and a bold idea came to his mind.
"Why am I so stupid? The prophet...should know!"
After all, this martial art was passed down by a prophet. Since he can create a perfect symbol like "fire", then martial arts...should be able to do it too!
However, the prophet has already helped them a lot. If they make another request, will the prophet be a little unhappy?
Think they are greedy?
Think of this.
The high priest hesitated again and kept pacing in the room.
"No matter what...you have to give it a try no matter what!"
The high priest's eyes showed determination.
He knows better than anyone else.
If this thing can really come true, what kind of great benefit will it be to the Blackstone Tribe?
This will greatly benefit future generations.
Can change the fate of our descendants!
The prophet passed down so many precious skills. If there is no way to pass them on well, it will probably be forgotten in just a few generations.
How can you bear this?
The high priest couldn't accept it!
Even if the prophet wants to be angry, he can only give it a try!
Think of this.
He put on an animal skin and went out.
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