Two thousand five six Ju Ling Transformation into God (only two thousand and four, I'm sorry for you, woo woo, I've fallen!)
The barbarians went farther afield to hunt.
The old wizard saw birds pecking at the mud puddles.
This area used to be a large pond, but it has dried up now. The wild animals that came to drink water left their feces here, so there are many mosquitoes and flies.
Birds can not only eat well here, but also bring back mud and hay for nesting.
The old witch directly touched the delicate and slippery mud, which had a bit of a smell... but could not take shape.
Then he took hay and mud and mixed them together. This time it was barely formed...
The old witch was very happy, thinking that he had found a way to survive the cold winter...
But Huang Tian looked at the soil. It was fine enough and seemed to be used to make pottery...
However, they have to rely on themselves to realize this, and Huang Tian will not interfere too much.
Although these barbarians can make stone weapons, they have not yet reached the level of making fine stone tools.
If pottery is not made, it will be difficult to drink boiled water, eat cooked food, and cannot store water...
The old witch has been playing with the mud all day long. Children seem to be born with the joy of playing with mud and shaping it into shapes.
Although many things are irregular, children's imagination and children's creativity have not been stifled, giving Lao Wuman a lot of inspiration.
It's just that the time is too short after all. It will take some time for the old witch to tame these muds.
When night was about to fall, the barbarians who went out to hunt brought back today's prey.
It was very miserable. There were only some prey that looked like mice or rabbits, and some people were injured.
The barbarians began to process, using large leaf rolls to make cups, gathering the blood of the prey together, and offering it to Huang Tian.
Huang Tian didn't like blood food, not to mention that it contained a turbid and evil aura.
Blood Treasure God, Huang Tian could see the ignorant souls blown away by the wind, blending into the wilderness, becoming animistic nourishment for all things...
This is a sacrifice about death.
When the old witch Man saw that Huang Tian did not enjoy the blood sacrifice, he drank the blood in one gulp. In the eyes of the barbarians, blood was just a drink.
If you don't drink it as soon as possible, the smell of blood will attract powerful predators.
Although there were not many prey, the old witch still took a stone knife and gave some to everyone. The woman did not mind that the fur of this kind of pika was too small, and skillfully smeared it with plant ash.
The barbarians who went out hunting found the old witch barbarian. In the past, the white deer sacrifice spirit would tell them which direction they should go to for harvest.
So they hope that the old Wu Man can also seek answers from Huang Tian.
This is primitive divination.
The old witch knew the difficulty of hunting, so he comforted them and told them that with the blessing of the gods, they would definitely gain something if they went out tomorrow.
The barbarians can only hold on to this hope.
The old witch put the remaining bones into the bonfire and burned them, praying devoutly, hoping that nature would give him some hints.
If the crack points in the direction, it is the direction that can be harvested tomorrow.
Huang Tian had never taught him this method of divination, because Huang Tian didn't know how to do it.
Moreover, the spirit that the old witch man communicates with is not Huang Tian. What he communicates with is the primitive consciousness of this earth.
Huang Tian felt the spiritual guidance of the earth in the bonfire, and pushed the flames out of the whirlpool. The bones were burned to a yellow color, and the sound of thunder rang out.
The cracks in the bones pointed to the east.
The old witch was relieved, took out the bones, marked the back of the bones with carbon, and drew a hunting symbol, which means hunting.
This is the earliest history book.
Huang Tian secretly said: "This old man knows a lot."
Mengji continued to hunt outside at night. It had grown a lot recently, but its aura was also eerie and weird.
Huang Tian checked it carefully, but found nothing strange. He had to give up and start researching other things.
Huang Tian was very interested in the will of this world that the old witch man communicated with during his divination.
After all, Huang Tian was born as an earth spirit. Although this incarnation was made up and did not have much affinity with the earth, he could still feel a sense of intimacy.
It is the feeling of "a mountain has a mountain spirit, and a water has a water spirit".
The spirit is not a god, but it has some of the properties of a god. It has no specific personality consciousness. It is usually scattered and not cohesive, and only appears at specific times.
For example, when Huang Tian made a sacrifice to obtain his legal identity, the will of heaven and earth absorbed the spirituality of the sacrifice.
Although Huang Tian is not in a hurry to refine these powers, he can still communicate with these "spirits".
When it comes to communicating with spirits, the most common thing is the talisman. Huang Tian thought of the golden talisman that Heaven decreed to confer the title of Mountain God to the Earth City Emperor.
if it is like this……
Huang Tian looked at the huge rock on the cliff where he was sitting cross-legged. Because his image was painted on the cliff, his deeds were recorded, and tribesmen lived and lived here, he gradually gained some spirituality.
"It's quite advantageous for you."
Huang Tian began to communicate with heaven and earth, guiding the spirituality of this place, and finally condensed and gathered, only to see a divinity appear out of thin air, the divinity twisted and turned into runes.
In the end, Huang Tian was knocked into this cliff.
In this way, this huge cliff stone that provided shelter from the wind and rain for the barbarians became a "god".
It's just that the consciousness is ignorant.
Because Huang Tian restrained the will of the earth here, the luck began to gather here.
Including earth energy, vitality and so on.
Of course, it only slightly improves Feng Shui, and the process is slow.
To form the Earth Spirit Treasure Cave, I don't know if an elf like Huang Tian would be born many years later. It might take eighteen thousand years for this big stone to suddenly collapse and an elf god to emerge.
On the second day, the hunting barbarians headed east in the direction guided by the divination.
And various things made of mud and hay were baked and dried by the campfire overnight, and they had already taken shape.
Early in the morning, without caring about eating or offering sacrifices, the old shaman came to inspect these mud lumps.
First I opened it with my hands and found that it had become much harder. Although it could be opened, it required some strength.
After careful observation, I found that those with bubbles and holes were easy to break apart, and those without hay were also easy to break apart.
The ones without bubbling and connected with grass are not so easy to break apart...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The bird stacks the mud bit by bit to build a complete nest, and finally it becomes a nest that can accommodate its body.
Then you can stack them bit by bit and build a big "human nest" bit by bit.
The old witch danced and danced like a lunatic in front of Huang Tian, but he was very pious.
Huang Tian thinks this may be the earliest "dancing master", but he has no evidence.
After the old witch danced happily, he called the children who liked to play in the mud and asked them to find ways to dig mud and cut hay to start building a human nest.
The dolls soon went to play happily in the mud.
The old Wuman discovered that the plants recently transplanted in the surrounding area were originally a little uncomfortable and even withered, but now they are very healthy.
These are flowering plants that the tribesmen dug before. The petals can be used to worship Huang Tian, which saves the time of gathering.
Observing the growth of these flowers, Lao Wuman seemed to have some inspiration, but he didn't get it right...
He didn't see that besides these flowers growing, there were also some small seedlings sprouting around.
It turns out that many berries and wild fruits collected by the barbarians have seeds. The barbarians ate the pulp, spit out the seeds, and the seeds fell to the ground. If given the chance, they would sprout.
Some of them were even eaten by barbarians and then pulled out. Wherever the excrement was buried, seedlings could easily grow.
This does not require the barbarians to actively collect seeds and seedlings. As long as they stay there for a long time, these things will naturally grow around them.
But waiting to discover the patterns and use them to break through them may require some careful observation.
This requires time, learning, inheritance and application from generation to generation.
Many situations are forced. For example, if you cannot hunt, you can only find ways to increase the amount of food collected. Only by discovering the problem can you solve the problem.