All the savage is jealous, I will farm

The iron ore picked up was refined by Su Yao with spiritual fire, and only more than 300 kilograms of iron were extracted from thousands of kilograms of iron ore.It took Su Yao another three nights of smelting and polishing to polish these iron blocks into an axe, machete and a sword.

In addition, the odds and ends of the spatula and kitchen knife were left by Su Yao for himself, and the sword was left for Zhongli.There are dark lines flashing across the body of the silver-white sword. Every detail of this sword was drawn and polished by Su Yao himself.

Su Yao also couldn't figure out why he insisted on making a sword for Zhongli, he just thought so in his heart and then did it. After making it, Su Yao attributed the reason to Zhongli: He is the son of luck, hold on tight Yunzi's thighs are very important.

Su Yao found a good excuse for himself.

Seven days passed in a flash, and Chushan's hunting team still gained a lot, but compared with the previous two times, it was still much less, and three people were injured.

When they came back, they asked Su Yao and the priest to treat him immediately. One of them was scratched by the bull horn on his stomach. Fortunately, he escaped quickly so that he didn't die from being pierced through his stomach on the spot. Human life is still in danger.

Su Yao healed the deepest wound with wood spirit power, but he ignored the hideous flesh wounds on the surface.

The other two were slightly injured and had to rest for more than ten days.

On the eighth day, Zhongli and the members of the hunting team did not come back. Su Yao was a little worried. After all, their task was too difficult to complete, and Zhongli was a stubborn person.

Feeling restless, Su Yao's subordinates slowed down, and the wheels of a wooden cart did not work out in the middle of the night.

Until the evening of the ninth day, Zhongli and his hunting team finally appeared on the road at the end of the plain, and all the people in the tribe, including Su Yao, went out to greet them.

From afar, I saw a wild bull walking unsteadily, and the man leading the bull was walking very steadily, it was Zhongli.

Su Yao's heart finally let go, and his eyes watched the figure in the distance remain motionless. In the eyes of others, Su Yao's lips were smiling at this time, his brows were bright, and his face was obviously relaxed and joyful.

The two got closer, and Zhong Li showed a not-so-obvious smile, his dimples flashing across: "The good luck brought by the envoy never came back empty-handed."

He had never heard him say that before, and Su Yao felt a flash of emotion, but he couldn't hide his happy expression: "It's good to come back safely, it doesn't matter if you have empty hands."

A group of people carried their prey noisily, but no one dared to move the bull in Zhongli's hand, not because they were afraid of Zhongli, but because the bull was so fierce that no one could subdue it except Zhongli.

This time the hunt was full of harvests, one living bull, three wild sheep, five wild pigs, more than ten big-winged birds and grunting birds, and some dead prey. It exceeded Su Yao's expectations.

Qing Shui loudly told interesting stories about their hunting, Su Yao probably heard some of them, it turned out that some animals left their cubs when they migrated, that's why they picked up so many cubs.

The dead prey were dealt with, and all the living prey were locked up. They were fed with the fresh and tender grass that Su Yao used his spiritual power to produce. These animals did not show any particularly intense resistance at present.

When Su Yao finished his work, it was already completely dark. As soon as he avoided the crowd, Zhongli hugged Su Yao, buried his head in Su Yao's neckline and kept rubbing against it. Because the weather turned cold, Su Yao was wearing two layers of clothes. , not much skin was exposed, which made Zhongli very dissatisfied.

Su Yao reached out to stop his movement, but Zhong Li skillfully dodged it. It wasn't until most of his neckline was rubbed open to reveal the white skin inside that Zhong Li was satisfied, and pressed his face there.

Su Yao faintly felt that this was wrong, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he had to push Zhong Li to tell him to go back to the cave quickly.

Then it was another day of sleeping with skin to skin and embracing each other. Su Yao had been tortured by Zhong Li and lost his temper. He only felt that skin hunger and thirst were really harmful.

Now that Zhongli and the members of the hunting team have returned, Su Yao's miracle plan is also on the agenda.

The offerings are still commonly used in sacrifices, the difference is that this time the offerings are placed in front of the cave where Zhongli and the others live, facing the green grassy wasteland.

If Hua Lian was here, he might find that what grew in this field was not any weeds, but cotton that was about to grow flower buds.But he was busy with Zhong Kuo, so he didn't participate in the sacrifice today.

The priest and the bell tower had also seen cotton, but today they were all focused on the sacrifice, so they also didn't realize that this wasteland actually had other mysteries.

Only Su Yao and Zhong Li knew the truth.

The priest retreated after reciting the sacrificial words. Su Yao stood on the altar wearing a newly made snow-white robe, his robes fluttering and dusty, like a god who does not eat fireworks.

Although everyone was used to Su Yao wearing a robe, they were still shocked today.

The clear and clear voice sounded like water, and the people in the tribe who were the purpose of this sacrifice already knew, and they were waiting to see if Su Yao could attract a miracle.

The corners of the clothes are flowing and the sun is shining brightly.Su Yao doesn't know how to dance, but he has learned the Yin-Yang Bagua formation, and the beauty of the transformation of the body shape of the Xianjia formation is naturally extraordinary.

I saw Su Yao on the altar gracefully, as if he had the appearance of a god. With his beating, white mist rose faintly on the altar. Everyone was surprised to find that the weeds in the wasteland grew rapidly and bloomed, almost In the blink of an eye, huge white flowers grow on branches as tall as a person.

The dense white flowers are like the snow falling in the mountains in the cold winter.

This is not enough, sharp-eyed people found that the green wild vegetables in the forest wasteland around the wasteland quickly grew vines, and purple, red and white flowers appeared on the vines, blooming in full bloom.

The people who had never seen such a miraculous scene knelt down on the ground and shivered, but they continued to look down because of curiosity in their hearts. There was no change in the wasteland, but several items appeared out of thin air on the altar:

Square and square strange things, tools like bone knives and stone axes but with different colors, and a strange thing that is long and thin.

On the altar, the mist cleared, Su Yao's jumping figure stopped, and everything returned to its original state.

Only Su Yao's face was a little pale, he was about to speak, but unexpectedly he staggered, Zhong Li strode up to the altar and half supported him in his arms.

With a steady mind, Su Yao pushed Zhongli away with a smile.He shouted loudly: "Thank you God for your grace, for granting my family a miracle."

More than 1000 people, including priests, knelt down and kowtowed reverently.

On the altar, Zhong Li also knelt down to worship, Su Yao reached out and grabbed his arm to stop him from kneeling, but his fingers were gently pulled away.

Under Su Yao's puzzled gaze, Zhong Li knelt straight, looked up at Su Yao, his slightly raised eyes were bright, and only Su Yao was in his eyes.

Thousands of people in the tribe shouted in unison: "Thank you for the grace of the gods, and give our tribe a miracle."

Only Zhongli murmured: "Thank you God for giving me a new life." You gave me a new life, and I regard you as a god!

Su Yao didn't quite understand what Zhongli was thinking, but he felt Zhongli's piety, so he returned a bright smile.

"Priest, patriarch, get up quickly, it's very cold on the ground." After the sacrifice, everyone couldn't kneel down until Su Yao said:

"The gods are manifested." "A miracle is a miracle." "A miracle brought by an envoy" "The magic power of an envoy is boundless."

Similar murmurs spread among the crowd, but no one dared to speak out to discuss it. The eyes of the warriors headed by Chu Shan were astonishingly bright. From today onwards, they will truly surrender under the identity of Su Yao's envoy.

Su Yao spent all the spiritual power accumulated in the dantian on the third level of Qi training to give birth to today's miracle. After everyone calmed down, he continued: "The gods bestowed miracles, and now I am in charge of granting them Things are distributed to everyone."

Zhongli brought a tree stump the thickness of a thigh. Judging from the cutting speed of the stone ax of the Huangping tribe, it would take at least a day to cut this tree stump. However, Su Yao raised the iron ax in his hand and only chopped four times. two cuts.

Su Yao didn't use his spiritual power, he could reach this level with only his own strength, which shows the sharpness of the axe.

The same goes for the machete, the thick branches were chopped off in a few strokes, and the incision was still very neat.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and immediately began to discuss the distribution of these artifacts.

Chu Shan was clever, and he was the first to raise his wrist to make up his mind: "My lord, I am a warrior in the tribe. I am absolutely loyal to the tribe and you. Can you let me keep that magic axe?"

Seeing Chu Shan being so slippery, the others scolded him for being cunning, and at the same time jumped up to express their determination: "My lord envoy, we are the same, absolutely loyal to you and the tribe."

They knew these artifacts belonged to the Horde, but even giving them access to them once in a while was enough to get them excited.

Su Yao lamented Chu Shan's understanding of current affairs in his heart, but said calmly on the face: "There are three magic axes in total, one for each of the two hunting teams, and the remaining one is given to the priest for distribution, and the machete is the same."

The hunting team cheered loudly, only Zhong Li's face flashed gloom, he didn't want to be treated equally, he wanted to be special.

Su Yao immediately set his sights on the wooden cart. A cart made entirely of wood will have a smaller load-bearing capacity, but it is much more convenient than people carrying things by themselves.

Knowing the general method of using the wooden frame cart, the people in the tribe were so shocked that they could not describe it in words. They watched Su Yao hand over the tools to Zhongli, then turned and walked to the wasteland.

To be precise, these are no longer wastelands, but treasures bestowed by gods.

Su Yao walked under a cotton tree as tall as a person, reached out and picked a cotton to signal everyone: "It's called cotton, and it can be used to make clothes and keep warm. The robe on my body is made of cotton."

Everyone praised again and again: "The envoy of the gods is powerful, and he has worn the grace of the gods on his body long ago."

The priest put his eyes on the dark green and yellowed plant, and vaguely felt that the leaves resembled the roots of the ground: "My lord, this is..."

Su Yao turned around, saw the vine pointed by the priest and explained: "The god gave you a small gift, its name is potato, it can be eaten and it is especially full."

And food?At this time, everyone's belief in Su Yao and the gods has reached the peak. They think that they believe Su Yao's saying that the sky is dark at this moment.

"Stone, take someone to find a hoe and a wooden rake, and start digging potatoes in the afternoon."

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Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I wish you all a lot of money, beauty, happiness, and happiness in the new year. I love you!