The rise of all races, the human race comes first

It was a long night, and it was another bonfire party. The departure of the temple three years later had obviously had an impact on the tribesmen, and they could only rely on themselves for the future.

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It was like something fell to the ground, making a loud sound, followed by a familiar sound to them. The tiger was back.

Then he picked up the torch and went outside the tribe. What he saw was a red cow, and the two holes on its neck that were bleeding out were particularly conspicuous.

Looking at the size of this giant beast and its energy and blood, it is no worse than Dragon Rhinoceros, or even stronger. Although Dragon Rhinoceros has the blood of a dragon, he is known for his defense, but this Demonic Ox is different. A pair of horns radiating cold light are as sharp and hard as scimitars.

Just like this, the big demon has lost any vitality now, and those two holes were caused by the tiger. It looked like it was a one-shot kill.

Dahu has left. This magic cow was prepared by Dahu for Xiaohua and Xiaobai. It is enough for the two of them to survive the whole winter. Wu Meng ordered everyone to carry it in and deal with it.

"Grandpa Patriarch, not all the big demons and aliens in this mountain are bad. This big tiger is not bad!"

"Xiaoman, maybe he has other reasons. Think about it, such a powerful demon chose to let you little guys go and keep Xiaohua and Xiaobai in our tribe. There must be a reason. If it were you, you Will you do this?" Wu Meng smiled and looked at Wu Man, who was a little stupid. This guy was still too young.

No matter what purpose the tiger had, as long as it didn't harm the tribe's people, they didn't have to think about anything else.

After hearing what the old patriarch said, Wu Man seemed to understand a little and nodded in acquiescence.

Everyone looked at the huge demonic cow and had no idea what to do. Since it was getting late, the old patriarch saved some animal blood and went to the temple alone to sacrifice.

As for how to divide it, as usual, every household has it. If you take it back with special treatment, you can save a part and feed it to Xiaohua and Xiaobai. After all, it was brought back by their mother. The tribesmen take a little and treat it as food. It’s the processing fee for each household.

Wu Man touched the heads of the two little guys and said, "Look at how happy you two are. You don't have to worry about not having enough food during this period. I will improve the food for you two tomorrow."

Xiaohua and Xiaobai seemed to understand what Wu Man said, and they kept whining and wandering around Wu Man.

Wu Li and Wu Tong on the side said with some envy: "Hey. The two white-eyed wolves were brought back by the two of us at the beginning, and now they are still whining at me when they see me."

"Hahaha, maybe I was angry when I brought him up, and I'm holding a grudge!" Wu Man said softly.

"I think so too. Every time I come to see you, these two guys bite me. There are still teeth marks on my calves. Even though they are small, they are quite powerful." The wizard boy complained at the side, his voice It was a bit small, and he was afraid of being heard by Xiaohua and Xiaobai.

"Feed them more delicious food from now on, otherwise you two may be in bad luck when you grow up." The old patriarch heard the witch boy's complaint and replied with a smile.

This kind of big monster grows too fast. It has already grown like this in a month since I came here. It will definitely be bigger and stronger in the future. Not to mention the witch boy and witch power, I am afraid that no one else in the tribe can be the opponent of Xiaohua Xiaobai. .

Wu Li and Wu Tong still listened to the old patriarch's advice, and fed Xiao Hua and Xiao Bai some delicious food every day. They persisted for a whole winter. As expected, Xiao Hua Xiao Bai became less hostile to Wu Li and Wu Tong. Many of them even went to eat and drink when they saw the two of them.

A winter has passed. Wu Man is getting fatter and fatter now, and his whole person has completely transformed. Wu Man has understood Qingluan's secret technique, and coupled with the experience of the special empty spot in the temple, Wu Man has successfully built a foundation and is far away from the realm of blood refining. Just one step away.

The witch boy and several other children of his age have already reached the sixth or seventh level of blood refining.

The entire Wu Xian tribe has changed too much. Currently, the strongest ones are Wu Yun and Wu Qingtian, who are now far behind the old clan leader Wu Meng.

Wu Yun directly stepped into the cultivation of the gods. According to the meaning of the temple, the strong cultivators already have the power of dragons and elephants. With a single wave of one arm, they can have the power of an elephant. An elephant can weigh one hundred thousand kilograms. Those who have perfected the cultivation of the gods can have the power of a dragon. With such strength, he can fight against those big monsters.

Even the temple lamented Wu Yun's determination and unswerving determination to become stronger, and often reminded Wu Man to have such perseverance in martial arts.

Does Wu Man exist? He definitely does, but he just looks slow and slow. He has never given up on becoming stronger since he was a child, especially when his body was damaged.

It was true then and it is true now. It won't change in the future.

Others have also made great breakthroughs. Everyone in the tribe is working hard. If this continues, they will be able to face the chaos of Shiwan Mountain in the wilderness in three years.

As for Wu Qingtian, who was second in the tribe for ten thousand years, he was not only chasing Wu Yun every day, he was either being beaten or on the way to being beaten every day, as if to say that he could become stronger as long as he was beaten.

Wu Xi, the younger sister, had gone to the clan leader many times to ask him to persuade the eldest brother, but his stubborn temper was of no use to anyone.

"Brother Qingtian, you are going to be beaten again!"

"Qingtian, please take a day off and let Wu Yun take a day off too."

The younger generation of his age were teasing him, while the old men were trying to persuade him. They felt distressed when they saw this boy struggling like this every day.

Faced with the persuasion and greetings from his tribe, he simply ignored them and, as always, came to the martial arts training ground to refresh his record of being defeated.

In the open space of the temple bell

Wu Man sat cross-legged and stared at the divine picture hanging aside. He tried every day, but to no avail. The whole picture was remembered in his mind. Now he was asked to answer how many creatures there were in the picture, and even each type. A witch barbarian can tell you what he looks like, but it's of no use.

"Taiyi, are you sure this is a divine map? Why does it have no effect at all?"

"Understand it yourself."

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"How can I understand it? I have tried many times." Wu Man said to himself. He has never stopped studying the divine pictures. In addition to the necessary daily exercises, it has become normal to come here to view the pictures every day.

In addition to Wu Man, there are many people who have the same idea. The temple does not say what the function of this divine map is, nor does it tell them how to understand it. The only thing it can do is to let them see more and think more.

The Golden Bone Secret Technique can at least make them feel it, but the effect of spending a lot of time meditating on the Divine Map every day is not obvious. The tribesmen uphold the things given by the temple, which must have a big effect, so every day you can see many people spending a lot of time on it. Time to understand.