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Chi Tianmin stood alone in the primeval forest. The instinct of a cultivator made him look around to eliminate potential dangers.

Chi Tianmin did not take Xiao Qi into the human race's secret tomb. The secret tomb was not a place of peace, but full of dangers. Countless people died every year because of exploring the secret tomb.

This forest is vast and boundless. At a glance, it is full of lush trees and bushes, with no boundaries visible.

The trees here are much thicker than those in the far north ice field. Most of them can be hugged by one person, and some thick trees require more than ten people to hold hands.

The trees are towering into the clouds. Only by looking up can you see the tops of the trees. The dense branches and leaves are intertwined with each other, blocking the sunlight, leaving only the mottled afterglow in the woods.

The season in the secret tomb seems to be similar to that in the outside world. It is early spring, with warm and cold conditions at first and a hint of coolness.

A gust of wind blew by, and Chi Tianmin shivered all over, shivering from the cold.

When he entered the secret realm, the cotton-padded jacket he originally wore and the items he carried disappeared, replaced by an animal skin.

His lower body was wrapped in a leather skirt made of the fur of an unknown monster. It had no bottom, and the cold wind blew straight into it.

The upper body was covered with a piece of animal skin, which could only cover half of the shoulders and body. The exposed shoulders were shaking in the cold wind.

Since arriving in Lingwu Continent, Chi Tianmin seemed to have not suffered from hunger and cold. The cold air entered his body and made his whole body numb.

It was still noon, and the Yang Qi was strong. If he couldn't find a way to keep warm by night, he might be frozen into a popsicle tonight.

Chi Tianmin didn't dare to delay. The human secret tomb was not just a place to play tricks, it was a place where people could really die.

At a glance, there was no trace of the mountains, and the idea of ​​looking for a cave to escape the cold was in vain.

However, he has rich theoretical knowledge, and caves are not the only way to hide in the forest.

He found a wooden stick, dug into the weeds, and walked forward exploring.

Weeds as tall as half a man made every step difficult for him. There was no road here, so he had to step out.

After searching for about half an hour, his eyes lit up and he finally found a suitable place to hide.

It was a towering tree. The roots at the bottom of the tree were criss-crossed, forming a perfect hollow.

Chi Tianmin was overjoyed and ran over. Instead of getting carried away, he first threw a stone inside to see if any monsters lived there.

Not only humans are afraid of the cold, but monsters also need caves to avoid the cold, so there are monsters living in many caves.

The stone was thrown in, but there was no movement. Chi Tianmin smiled. It seemed that he was lucky to find a resting place so quickly.

The light in the forest was poor, and the tree hole was even darker. Chi Tianmin casually grabbed the withered grass on the side and wanted to use a spell to light it.

Although there are requirements for meridians to become a magician, small spells such as making fire are not difficult. Almost every practitioner can do it. After all, outdoor experience cannot be separated from making fire.

However, Chi Tianmin snapped his fingers, and the withered grass did not burn as expected.

Chi Tianmin was shocked. His spiritual energy disappeared and he was unable to cast spells.

Not only that, the spiritual energy in his body seemed to have disappeared, and his physical strength plummeted.

Chi Tianmin smiled bitterly. What kind of hell is this? Without the blessing of spiritual energy, you can kill any monster you encounter.

No, there is no need to encounter monsters, and there is no way to solve the problem of making fire. He can only go back to primitive people, drink hair and blood, and rub his hands to keep warm.

Chi Tianmin has two lifetimes of experience and knows a lot about wilderness survival, so he knows many ways to make fire. Although he has not tried it, he believes that he can always succeed.

At this moment, in the void space, senior officials from various countries are looking at the water curtain in the center, wanting to see the situation in the secret realm.

The human secret tomb is extremely mysterious. It is composed of countless small secret realms. Every time you experience it, the secret realms you encounter may be different.

"What kind of secret realm is this? It seems that I have never encountered it before?" Someone whispered.

The imperial court will record all the secret realms that have appeared. This secret realm seems to have appeared for the first time.

None of the three supreme empires spoke. Although the secret tombs of the human race have been passed down for many years, it is not unusual to encounter new secrets.

Above the water curtain, thousands of people have encountered the same problem. Those who can enter the secret realm are all good soldiers in the military. They all understand the importance of finding shelter at the first time.

Some who are lucky have already found a place of refuge, while those who are unlucky are still searching hard.

But no matter who they are, they are all faced with the problem of making fire. People in Haochen Continent, even ordinary people, know how to use flames to light fires very conveniently.

However, with the spell being sealed, making fire turned out to be the first dilemma they faced.

Everyone in the void is paying attention to the performance of the experienced people, wanting to see who can make the most angry. This is also a display of ability.

Especially the people from the three major empires are all competing with each other. It would be extremely proud if someone from their own country was the first to break through the predicament.

Drilling wood to make fire is a familiar method, and it is also Chi Tianmin's preferred method.

Without spiritual energy and tools, Chi Tianmin, who was a primitive man, could not do anything even if he wanted to peel off a wood thorn.

He could only find a sharper stone and kept rubbing it against other stones to grind it into a sharp shape.

After finally grinding the stone thorns, the rope to tie the stone thorns was a new problem. Chi Tianmin searched for a long time before he found a tough tree vine.

After tying the stone thorns and wooden sticks, the next thing will be simple.

He found a piece of rotten dead wood, placed the stone thorn on it, and rubbed the stick back and forth crazily with both hands.

Although there was no support from spiritual energy, Chi Tianmin's physical strength was such that the wooden stick turned rapidly like a tornado.

Under the friction of the stone thorns, the dead wood soon emitted smoke. Chi Tianmin was overjoyed and rubbed even harder.

"Haha, Zhantian, this is your boy. He is really smart. He found a way to break the situation without thinking." Although Hao Xuanzhou was saying this to Chi Zhantian, who was he speaking to? The people present Everybody knows.

The Lord of Guihe snorted coldly, and then looked at the trainers of his empire angrily.

Based on his knowledge, it is not difficult to see that Chi Tianmin's method is feasible. It is indeed smart to come up with this method in such a short time.

Qualifications are the most important in practicing cultivation, but qualifications are not just physical qualifications, sharp thinking is also one of the qualifications.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chi Tianmin. As the first strength practitioner who was about to light a fire, everyone paid attention.

"Hiss!" In the water curtain, Chi Tianmin's wooden stick came out of his hand, and then he started blowing into his hand.

It turned out that due to the friction of the wooden sticks, Chi Tianmin's hands were blistered and then burst, resulting in unbearable pain.

Although Chi Tianmin also practices martial arts, he does not specialize in martial arts. The time for practicing martial arts is limited, and he takes medicinal baths every day. His skin is not rough, but has the whiteness of a noble boy.