After rebirth in the wilderness, you can travel back and forth to the earth

On the other side of the earth, Yang Yi went there several times. After all, he was still too young. A baby couldn't swim in the fast river and almost drowned.

Fortunately, every time under the control of Yang Yi's thoughts, he came back without any danger.

Winter is approaching, and feeling the coldness of the river, Yang Yi guesses that winter is coming soon on the other side of the earth.

Yang Yi has no plans to go to the earth until this winter is over.

"It looks like it will snow in half a month at most."

After returning from morning exercise, at the dinner table, Yang Qingshan looked at the sky outside the house and said.

"We, Dalang, are getting a wife. We want to come back safely."

Hong Jiuniang concealed her worries with a smile, and in the end she could only whisper a safe return.

Every time Yang Qingshan goes out, he has to bear great risks.

"Dad, Dad, how beautiful is your eldest brother's wife?"

Several boys asked in unison, Yang Yi also stared at Yang Qingshan curiously, and only Yang Dalang blushed with rare shame.

The weather is getting cold, and the children in the tribe have begun to eat at home honestly.

"Eat, eat."

"Ha ha……"

Seeing Yang Dalang's embarrassment made everyone laugh, which also dispelled some worries.

"Qingshan, I'll go with you."

"Third uncle, you..."

"With Jiuniang protecting the tribe, and me here, we can come back in five days."

The Third Grandpa, who has never been involved in tribal affairs, made a rare statement.

Yang Qingshan and others were surprised and happy when they heard that Third Grandpa said they were going together.

Since the last time Yang Yi absorbed the spirit stone, the third grandfather has been a lot more concerned about the tribe.

The third grandfather suddenly understood that the strength of the tribe was the biggest protection for Yang Yi to grow up healthily and safely.

"Mom, how far is the Redwood Tribe? Who is more powerful, Grandpa or Third Grandpa?"

"Your grandpa was beaten by Third Grandpa. Who do you think is stronger?"

"Grandpa Three is awesome!"

Yang Yi raised his white and tender little hands and made a milky sound, which made the third grandfather laugh and scratch Yang Yi's nose lovingly.

When Yang Qingshan and Hong Jiuniang heard the old and the young arranging their father-in-law and father, they both lowered their heads to eat in silence, hiding the smiles in their eyes.

Hong Jiuniang's father, Hong Feijiao, the leader of Hongmu Baiyin tribe, and Yang Hulin, Yang Yi's third grandfather, fell in love with Hong Jiuniang's mother at the same time when they were young.

Rivals in love competed with each other, and the two fought countless times. Every time, Hong Feijiao was the better one, and finally won the beauty.

Unconvinced, Yang Hulin secretly gave Hong Feijiao some cartilage powder on his wedding night, and then fled away.

On their wedding night, Hong Feijiao was furious because she was unable to have a wedding ceremony. In the days that followed, she even hit Yang Hulin hard and beat Yang Hulin to tears countless times.

It wasn't until the Dongling Golden Tribe was destroyed and Yang Hulin came with the remaining tribesmen to seek refuge that the feud between the two came to an end.

Yang Qingshan was able to successfully obtain Hong Jiuniang, and Yang Hulin gave many ideas.

However, Hong Feijiao still didn't want to see Yang Hulin. No one would want to see a man who saw his wife unable to walk and was still his former love rival.

"Return safely!"

After breakfast, at the gate of the Dongling tribe, Hong Jiuniang hugged Yang Yi and her tribe members and watched Yang Qingshan and Yang Hulin leave with dozens of the strongest people in the tribe.

Yang Huan and more than a dozen grown-up boys and girls, as well as more than 20 almost-adult kids, were also in the group this time.

The adults went there to find husbands and wives, while the minors went on a blind date. If they liked each other, they immediately got engaged, and they would pick them up when they came of age.

In order to develop the population, Yang Qingshan stipulated that girls in the Dongling Bronze Tribe should not marry outsiders, and would need to spend more animal skins and herbs to recruit husbands from other tribes.

Except for Yang Hulin who was on guard, everyone else was carrying a lot of things on their backs, including various animal skins, collected medicinal herbs, and a few low-level spiritual fruits.

A small part of these things must be handed over to the Mahogany Silver Tribe, and the small tribe must pay tribute to the large tribe that protects it. This is the rule.

No matter how strong the relationship between the Dongling Tribe and the Redwood Tribe is, they can reduce the amount of tribute, but they cannot break the rules.

The rest of the goods, in addition to finding husbands and wives for Yang Huan and other young men, also need to be exchanged for bronze coins to buy some salt and other items needed by the tribe.

Coins such as bronze coins, silver coins, and gold coins are only circulated in large tribes. Small tribes like bronze will only exchange some coins when purchasing necessities.

A complete adult deerskin can only be sold for a dozen bronze coins, and a small jar of coarse salt can cost up to one silver coin per kilogram, which is one hundred bronze coins.

One gold coin is equal to one hundred silver coins, and one silver coin is equal to one hundred bronze coins.

On top of the gold coins are spiritual stones, which are the largest currency in circulation.

Spiritual stones are divided into four levels: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade. A first-grade spiritual stone can be equal to one hundred gold coins, and the conversion ratio between each level of spiritual stones is also one hundred.

Every year at this time, the Dongling Tribe and surrounding tribes would go to the Mahogany Silver Tribe, and occasionally the Gold Tribe would send people to participate.

It's like the annual gathering of each tribe. The tribes will exchange items with each other, or sell them to the big tribe for bronze coins, and buy things that cannot be exchanged from the big tribe.

"Dad, Third Grandpa, say hello to grandpa!"

Yang Yi's face was flushed, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she was worried about the safety of everyone going out this time.

"it is good!"

Yang Qingshan, Yang Hulin and others were reluctant to look back at their relatives, then turned around and continued on their way.

Yang Yi followed his mother and clan members and stopped at the entrance of the tribe for a long time until Yang Qingshan and others disappeared from sight.

It would be nice if we had a car. My father and the others wouldn't have to carry heavy cargo on their backs.

Let’s make a shoulder pole first, Yang Yi thought in his mind. There is no condition to build a frame cart, so a shoulder pole is much simpler, as well as a basket.

What else can be changed starting from the tribe, such as improving salt? Yang Yi thought about it. He was intimidated by the fist-sized coarse salt in the tribe.

Yang Yi has been able to speak since he was three months old. Coupled with the fact that he is a genius in cultivation, it is enough to shock the tribesmen for a whole year.

The flowers played by geniuses are not some strange thing.

Yang Hulin, Yang Qingshan and others often scratched their heads and ears about Yang Yi's strange questions.

This is the first time Yang Yi has left the tribe.

The wind was a bit chilly, and outside the tribe, the withered yellow grass was still thick, and trees with all their leaves were scattered here and there. At the end of the sight, the Linghe Mountains were vaguely visible, reaching straight into the clouds.

The Ling River flows right at the foot of the mountains, and the Ling River flows deep into the Ling River Mountains.

Yang Yi heard from Third Grandpa that the Linghe River doesn’t know where it comes from and where it flows. It’s not even how many kilometers wide it is, and it can’t be seen to the edge at a glance.

I heard that there are countless monsters and demons living in the Linghe Mountains, and there are even terrifying great demons. It is a place where humans dare not set foot. There are even great demons living in the Linghe Mountains.

"Mom, look, dad and Uncle Cang won't be tired from carrying things like this."

Yang Yi pulled a piece of grass stem on the ground with leaves hanging on both sides. He put it on his shoulder and looked at Hong Jiuniang with his big innocent eyes.

"what!"

Hong Jiuniang picked up Yang Yi and looked at the grass stem with leaves out of curiosity. The tribesmen nearby gathered around.

"I know, is it right to be like this?"

A slightly thinner tribesman with thicker arms than Yang Yi put the redwood gun in his hand across his shoulder and gestured.

At this time, the tribesmen remembered that they often carried their prey with weapons hung on both sides. Looking back now, it was indeed much easier than carrying goods on their backs.

But they never thought of making such a thing that specializes in picking goods.

Surprisingly, the clan members kissed Yang Yi again and again. Yang Yi was so frightened that he shrank his head into his mother's arms. The clan members were so enthusiastic.