Xiao Yu and the others walked around and listened to the people's whispered conversations, and they also had a simple understanding of this tribe.
According to conversations among the villagers, Mu Zi is the largest pharmacist in the tribe today, and he also has twenty-four disciples.
These twenty-four people came here three years ago and began to follow Mu Zi to collect medicines and treat diseases. Now they all know the properties of some medicinal materials.
"Muzi Pharmacist is so amazing, he actually cured a village man who was scratched by a lightning leopard.
We have pharmacist Mu Zi in Yaoshen Village, so everyone is no longer afraid of going up the mountain."
A strong man was carrying a wild boar and said with a smile on his face.
"Yes, other tribes are particularly envious of us now, because although there are pharmacists in their tribes, they are not as skilled in medicine as Muzi Medicine Master.
I think we have to thank the God of Medicine for passing on such superb medicinal skills to Mu Zi Pharmacist, so that our village will never suffer from disasters.
There is also the Rat King, if the Rat clan had not been invaded, we would not be so safe."
The people of the wolf clan used to live a precarious life. In the past twenty years, they have been living in peace and harmony, which is why the clan has been able to develop to this day, and the population has experienced explosive growth.
Compared to the mortal world, it only reached 2,000 people in twenty years, which is already a low-speed population development.
But in a place like the Monster Clan, where the general age of the population is relatively low and the fertility rate is very low, being able to grow to a size of 2,000 people is already considered a very fast development rate.
If you want to grow the tribal population to more than 10,000 people, it will take many years of precipitation.
"It seems like you have a good reputation here?
A god of medicine and a king of rats, you are both god-like existences now."
The ghost corpse said somewhat sourly next to him.
After hearing what the other party said, the mouse looked particularly proud.
"No, you have to know that I have worked very hard for them to develop well.
I take the title of Rat King as a matter of course."
The mouse raised his head. Over the years, he had put in as much effort as the mouse clan in Yaoshen Village. This could be regarded as a meeting gift from him to Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu looked at the lively tribe and finally felt much more relaxed.
What happened to Bai Mao and the others made Xiao Yu feel troubled. He had been feeling very depressed throughout the day.
It's only now that I feel a lot more comfortable. I can see that he quite approves of mice.
Under the statue of the God of Medicine, there is a half-person-high altar table. There is no incense on the table, but there is a lot of food placed on it.
The heads of pigs, cows and sheep were placed there, with many strange incantations painted on them with red paint.
There is a thin layer of power of faith covering Xiao Yu's statue.
The power of faith is not very much to begin with, but it can be reduced to a thin layer, which is pretty good in this place.
"What, I said that right?
Although I am a majestic rat emperor, I only have such a small statue, which shows that the prestige of the Medicine God here is not limited."
The mouse swung into his own statue and then retreated.
After the opponent entered, the power of faith on the mouse statue disappeared instantly, as if it had been completely absorbed into the opponent's body.
When Xiao Yu saw this, a trace of his soul flew out and attached to his statue, and then his soul enveloped the tribe in an instant.
The prayer sounds of those people before appeared in Xiao Yu's mind one by one.
As long as Xiao Yu believes in his place, he can reach it in an instant.
At the same time, the power of faith that was burdened on him was once again absorbed by Xiao Yu.
With the addition of these powers of faith, Xiao Yu felt that he had an extremely subtle connection with this race.
After noticing this change, Xiao Yu withdrew his soul, and then said with shining eyes.
"I want to preach here, mouse, take a rest, and tomorrow we will perform a miracle."
If you want others to believe in you, you must perform miracles at the right time. Otherwise, if it takes too long, you will inevitably lose believers.
Moreover, Xiao Yu is not only interested in these villages, he is also interested in the entire demon clan's mortal market.
After hearing Xiao Yu's words, the two mice couldn't help but be stunned.
When a miracle comes, this should be the fault of Long Sheng. After all, Xiao Yu is just an outsider.
But now Xiao Yu wants to go overboard and declare war with Long Sheng head-on.
"Xiao Yu, you have to think carefully. If you release a miracle here, you will compete with the Dragon Saint for territory. If this arouses the other party's anger, it is not something ordinary people can bear."
The mouse stood by and seriously dissuaded the other party.
As a saint, Xiao Yu naturally knew the seriousness of this matter, but he was not afraid.
If Long Sheng really wants to cause trouble for him, he will naturally have his own excuse.
"Don't worry. Since I said it, I have my reasons. Just be prepared."
In the mortal world, there are three holy immortals. In addition to Xiao Yu, there are also the Kunlun Holy Immortal and the Dragon Emperor.
Therefore, if you want to preach in that world, it will not be a day's work, and you will also encounter resistance.
But it's different here. People have simple thoughts and no unified education. This is a good time to take action. How could Xiao Yu let this opportunity pass?
Seeing Xiao Yu's assurance, Mouse could only nod his head.
"Okay, that's up to you."
The mouse nodded helplessly, and then he glanced at the ghost corpse, looking somewhat powerless.
In Mouse's heart, he would rather offend Xiao Yu than the Dragon Emperor.
Because Xiao Yu is strong, he will not kill him, but Long Sheng is different.
Once Xiao Yu and the others leave, he will become a lamb to be slaughtered.
If it were placed elsewhere, the mouse would definitely reject it, but that was not the case here, because Muzi's tribe originally believed in Xiao Yu.
Moreover, when Xiao Yu accepted disciples here, Long Sheng was not there.
That night, Xiao Yu and others continued to move around the tribe.
They also made a special trip to the pharmacy where Mu Zi was, where they saw Mu Zi teaching his disciples.
Muzi, whom I haven't seen for many years, is now approaching his thirties. Because he is not a Taoist Taoist, he doesn't know how to take care of himself. There are already many wrinkles in the corners of his eyes.
Among Mu Zi's more than twenty disciples, Xiao Yu only liked two of them, and the others were all guys who memorized dead books.
In the traditional Chinese medicine culture, although one can become a doctor by memorizing rote texts, their achievements in life will not be high.
When Mu Zi teaches his disciples, most of them take out medicinal materials and explain their habits, and then describe the place of production in great detail.
This knowledge is recorded in the King of Medicine Ceremony. After many years of experiments, Mu Zi became his own thing.
Throughout the night, Mu Zi explained the knowledge of medicinal materials to his disciples, because at dawn, these disciples would be scattered in various parts of the tribe to treat the villagers and draw medicines.
In Yaoshen Village, the status of women used to be very low. Most of them could only stay at home and wait for their men to come back.
But since Muzi became famous, tribal women have had another identity, that is, as herbalists.
