Chapter five hundred and fifty-three, buy the book
Lin Xi recovered very well.
It's almost fully recovered.
It stands to reason that the Night Wolf Clan should also lose its ability to utilize it.
But Lin Xi is not so heartless.
After all, the Yelang Clan had saved his life, so Lin Xi still didn't mind helping the Yelang Clan become stronger.
And the most important thing is that if Lin Xi wants to go back, it must have something to do with Guiyuan.
The tribe of the Nightwolf Clan can be used as its base.
So Lin Xi will not leave for the time being.
Since you don't leave, you can't watch the Nightwolf clan suffer such terrible things.
"Can our current strength be comparable to that of the Rianniu Clan?" A member of the hunting team asked weakly.
After all, the Split Niu Clan has a lot of power.
Especially since they can tame terrifying beasts like the Split Ox.
The Split Niu Clan has always been one of the most powerful tribes in Cangyu Mountain.
The Nightwolf Clan obviously lacks confidence.
The gap between the two tribes was huge before Lin Xi arrived.
Lin Xi smiled and said: "Don't you feel how much stronger you have become? Take Ahu as an example. At first he could only lift a millstone of three hundred kilograms, but now he has the strength of a thousand kilograms."
Ahu laughed and scratched his head, a little honest.
Everyone couldn't help but nod.
Is such that.
"Wang Lu said at the beginning that someone with the strength of five thousand catties is already the most terrifying existence. Think about it, is it difficult for you to have the strength of five thousand catties?" Lin Xi asked.
Everyone began to think carefully, and found out that this was really the case.
It's hard to intuitively feel how much you've become stronger, especially when your friends around you are also getting stronger.
But if you compare it with your previous self, the gap will suddenly appear.
Everyone's strength has increased several times.
The strength of the clan leader and Zhuo Wang has already exceeded the five thousand kilogram mark, and everyone's strength is also improving. According to this amplitude and speed, it will actually take less than a few months for everyone to reach this level.
"It turns out that we are already so powerful." Everyone was extremely surprised.
Because the tribe is still so small, but there are just more prey, it is difficult to feel that the overall strength of the Night Wolf clan has been turned upside down.
The patriarch Zhuo Ye asked: "Master Prophet, what do you mean..."
"You guys are a little ambitious, okay? From now on, you have the final say in this Cangyu Mountain." Lin Xi said simply: "If the Spaniu Clan dares to ask for more tributes, they will just blast them away. Do you think they dare to complain to Fenglei Sect?"
Using the name of Fenglei Sect to ask for more tributes, if Fenglei Sect finds out, the Split Niu Clan will definitely be the first to die.
Xiao Nian's eyes shone: "Wow, Mr. Prophet is so handsome."
She has long been dissatisfied with the people from the Spaniu clan.
Now Lin Xi's words just spoke to her heart.
This naturally made her very excited.
Zhuo Ye hesitated for a moment, but seemed to have made up his mind: "Okay, next time if the Rianniu clan dares to threaten them, I will just blast them away."
"Very good, a kid can be taught." Lin Xi said with satisfaction.
"By the way, Lord Prophet..."
"What's wrong?"
"Some tribe members reported that your appetite has decreased a lot recently." Zhuo Ye asked with concern: "Is the food not to your taste? Do you want to change the taste? I can find a cook for you."
The barbarians are not completely incompatible with the outside world.
Every once in a while, people will be specially organized to go to the outside city to exchange animal skins, bones, animal blood, medicinal materials and other things for salt, wine, weapons and other things.
"No, no, no." Lin Xi waved her hand: "It's not that it doesn't suit your taste, it's just that I don't want to eat recently."
"The prey that belongs to you will easily break if kept for a long time." Zhuo Ye whispered.
The prey belonging to Lin Xi had long been piled up into a hill.
But Lin Xi couldn't spend it all by herself.
Lin Xi scratched her head: "Let's give it to the tribesmen."
"Thank you, Lord Prophet, for your generosity." After hearing this, all the tribesmen couldn't help but be in awe, and thanked Lin Xi one after another.
In their opinion, these prey belonged to Lin Xi, and Lin Xi was willing to share them with them. This was a reward from the prophet, and it was a great kindness.
Although the prey hunted increased many times.
But in fact the consumption has also increased a lot.
Originally, because there were not enough prey, the remaining food had to be used to train warriors on the premise of ensuring that the tribesmen would not go hungry.
Now that there are more prey, everyone has become more generous.
If you want to gain strength, you must eat meat and be full. Just not being hungry is not enough.
Since you are full, you will naturally want to exercise. After exercising, you will naturally feel hungry again. When you are hungry, you will continue to eat meat.
There is also animal blood that needs to be saved for bathing and baptism, so that the body can be better polished.
So there is never too much prey.
Now that Lin Xi no longer needs ferocious beast meat, the tribe can consume more ferocious beast meat, which is naturally more beneficial to the overall improvement of the tribe.
"You're welcome, you're welcome." Lin Xi waved her hand.
He is almost healed from his injuries now. He just needs to eat enough and won't consume much meat.
After saying that, he went back to the house.
Leaving a bunch of people with admiring looks.
Lin Xi is still worried about how to explore Northern Xinjiang. Now, except for a little bit of insignificant knowledge, he has almost no capital.
He has become a complete useless person. He can no longer use magic weapons and cannot even open the Mountain and River Map.
But this little bit of knowledge means nothing in Northern Xinjiang.
The civilization of cultivating immortals in this world is more prosperous than that of the Wenxin world.
I am just a little shrimp myself.
"Your Majesty the Prophet is so generous. God is so kind to our Nightwolf clan."
"I never thought that one day I would be able to eat meat until I was full. I had so much energy that I was so hot that I couldn't sleep last night. I ran a few laps in the dense forest to vent my energy."
"Have you noticed that Mr. Prophet has changed so much?"
"Nonsense, as long as you are not blind you can see it. Lord Prophet must be a very great immortal cultivator, maybe he is training himself in this way."
"It's really amazing."
The people in the tribe were talking a lot.
Xiao Nian bit her lip and pondered: "The Prophet has been very kind to the tribe, how should I repay him?"
She is not stupid, she is definitely not worthy of the Prophet.
Don't do stupid things to make the Prophet angry.
correct!
The prophet likes reading books very much.
But books for ordinary people are definitely not of much use.
I need to find the book of the immortal cultivator for the prophet.
So Xiao Nian immediately communicated with Grandpa. Zhuo Ye thought about it for a while and did not object. He asked Xiao Nian to gather a group of tribesmen to leave Cangyu Mountain and go to Duanmai City to buy books.
So Xiao Nian set out with great interest.
Broken Pulse City is the closest human gathering city to Cangyu Mountain. Under normal circumstances, people come here to exchange materials, and Xiao Nian is no stranger to it.
The people of the Night Wolf clan set out with a batch of herbs, animal teeth and bones.
Barbarian people are naturally tall.
It is inevitable to be pointed at when walking on the road.
But everyone is used to it.
Soon, we arrived at an ordinary shop.
"People from the Night Wolf clan." The owner of the shop smiled broadly, looking like a profiteer: "What good things did you bring me this time?"