I was a priest in the primitive beast world

eleven "persons"

Ministry of Salt.

"The people from the Wood tribe haven't come yet?"

The stone platform was covered with animal skins, and there were two people sitting on one left and one right.

The man on the left was tall and tall, with a gloomy face, and said to the old man sitting beside him: "Priest, Mangshan's injury is really incurable?"

The old man closed his eyes and rested his mind, but did not open them, "He was wounded at the fatal point, and no one can save him, unless the beast god comes to the world."

The tall man stood up instantly and shouted: "Assemble the team and follow me to the Wood Tribe!"

"No!"

The old man opened his eyes, and there was an undeniable determination in his eyes, "Beast gods are above, and fighters have their lives in a duel. Losing is losing, and no one can attack the opponent's tribe just because of losing."

"Priest, this is not the rule of the Beast God." The tall man was cold, he had had enough of the priest's preaching all the time, "This is not the Beast City, this is the Ministry of Salt! The Wood Tribe hurt my brother, I just want to replace him revenge!"

The old priest noticed that the other party's emotions were out of control, and he said slowly: "Bong Lin, don't forget that the Yan Department can grow because of following the guidance of the beast god."

"It was the Beast God who guided us to find the Salt Mountain and make the tribe grow bigger and bigger."

The old priest stared at the python forest, "We must not disobey the order of the beast god."

Mang Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Is this the thing about Mang Mountain?"

"Without enough salt rocks, they can't even survive the winter." The old priest looked in the direction of Yanshan, "The Beast God will help you."

...

"Priest, the Ministry of Salt has arrived."

A low wall is built of stones outside the salt department, and huge animal bones are placed on the stone walls on the left and right at the entrance.

At the door, there are four strong men with animal skin skirts around their waists and stone grass in their hands, patrolling back and forth.

Their bare upper bodies were painted with huge white snowflake totems with unknown paint, occupying the entire chest.

Shen Nong was attracted by the animal tooth necklaces hanging around their necks, so he noticed Shen Nong's gaze, and also looked at the animal teeth on each other's necks.

After approaching, everyone in the Mu tribe was stopped by the guards of the salt department, "Only five people from each tribe can enter the salt department to exchange salt."

The four strong men glanced at the 11 members of the Mu tribe, as if they were waiting for them to choose the final candidate to enter the Yan tribe.

Choosing to look at Shen Nong, it was obvious that he wanted to go in with the priest.

Originally, he wanted to choose Shen Nong who was outside to meet him between Xuan and Hu Xiao, so he had to say to Hu Xiao: "You stay."

Rabbit Feng, Mao Yun, and Niu Mu also went to the salt department to exchange salt.

After the people from the Salt Department determine the number of people, they will be released into the tribe, and a special person will guide them to the place where the salt is exchanged.

Nearby, an angry sound came from ahead.

The person who spoke was looking at the young man with pale herringbone patterns, "Ten pieces of animal skins are enough for this amount of salt stone? Not enough for one person to eat for the whole winter."

The person in charge of changing the salt from the Ministry of Salt didn't change his face, and said coldly, "Then don't change it."

"you!"

The young man with the fishbone pattern was anxious, he clenched his fist and rushed towards the Yanbu people, but was stopped by his fellow clansman, "Forget it."

The fellow clansmen persuaded: "Change it, or there will be no more salt and stones to eat."

Hearing this, the originally furious boy looked like a ball that had been poked with air.

He snorted angrily, withdrew his fist, turned his face away, and stopped talking.

The fellow clansmen who stopped him sighed helplessly, because only the Yanbu had salt stones, if they didn't lick the salt stones, they would lose their strength.

He took the salt stone wrapped in big leaves and showed a sad face.

Such a small amount of salt rock is simply not enough to support the tribe through the entire winter.

But because their tribe didn't participate in the hunting of the beast tide, they couldn't exchange any more animal skins for salt stones.

30 yuan for animal skins is already their limit.

"What tribe are those people?"

If Shen Nong remembered correctly, he didn't see any tribes with fishbone patterns when he was in the beast tide.

"It doesn't mean that all the tribes of the beast tide will go, why haven't I seen it?"

"Those are from the Water Tribe." Tufeng took a quick look at the other party, and continued: "They didn't participate in the hunting of the beast tide before three winters."

Shen Nong was thoughtful, and he watched the people from the Water Tribe walk towards the outside of the Salt Department after trading the salt stones.

When passing through Shennong, the boy who had a dispute with Yanbu people before had an angry face, and was thinking of the beast god to punish Yanbu.

Shen Nong glanced at the salt rock in Shui Tribe's arms, estimated the approximate amount, and had a good idea of ​​the amount of salt rock that the salt department would exchange for.

If these salt stones were made into fine salt, they might not even be able to fill his [-] cm high pot-bellied clay pot.

The guard who led the wood tribe in noticed the heavy gaze, and roared fiercely: "Don't look around!"

Cho's face was gloomy, and he leaned forward to make an attack.

The guards had already noticed that there was no beast blood on him, and cast a disdainful look at him, "The unawakened waste still wants to fight me?"

Others don't know that even if he is not awakened, his fighting power is still very strong.

Tufeng has the deepest feeling for Ze's strength. He can't beat a fifth-level orc fighter, let alone a fourth-level orc fighter.

The three of Tufeng were also dissatisfied with each other's attitude towards Shen Nong. Hearing what the other said, Tufeng immediately said: "Then do you dare to fight him?"

The guard stretched his arms and bulged his hard muscles, "Come on!"

Seeing that he really wanted to take on the challenge, he slightly raised his thick eyebrows and let out a chuckle.

He put his hand on his muscular forearm, and the originally relaxed muscles instantly became stiff.

Shen Nong quickly withdrew his hand, he turned his head and told Tufeng and the others, "Hold your things well and don't cause trouble. Let's go see the priest of the Ministry of Salt."

The priest had to listen to what he said, so he had to give up.

They lifted up the thing covered with big leaves in their arms, and assured them: "Don't worry, priest, it won't break."

Choosing to stare at the forearm that was touched by the priest before, it seems that he can still feel the warmth remaining on the skin.

The guard thought it was the Wood Tribe who was afraid of him, so he raised his head and said proudly, "No way."

..

Lu San is responsible for the salt exchange between the Ministry of Salt and various tribes every year. This year is a bit strange.

The patriarch went to him personally and told him that the Mu tribe only needed animal skins in exchange for salt.But they cannot be given salt rocks, only a small amount of saline soil.

Lu San kept the patriarch's order in mind, and waited for many days, and the days of exchanging salt were coming to an end before finally coming to the Mu tribe.

His eyes swirled around the thing held in the arms of the four of Tufeng, and he couldn't see clearly because it was covered by leaves.

However, each of them only holds a little in their arms, whether it is meat or animal skin, the amount is definitely not much.

Lu San, who was ready to slaughter the wood tribe for a fortune, was a little difficult to deal with.

The few things they carried were not as many as the water tribe.

But these are not in the scope of Lu San's consideration. Anyway, no matter whether the Mu tribe has enough supplies, they can't exchange salt and stone today.

Lu San cleared his throat and said, "One hundred animal skins are exchanged for one leaf of salt soil."

"Where are you robbing? Just now the Water Tribe didn't have ten animal skins and one leaf of salt stone!"

Rabbit Feng heard it clearly, and he questioned: "Why can we only exchange salt soil for a hundred animal skins?"

Lu San's expression was displeased, he put on a look of wanting to change, "Don't change if you think there are too many, other tribes want to change, don't get in the way."

The rabbit's wind went silent in an instant, and the salt stone was indispensable, and they had to change it.

But they didn't bring animal skins this time...

"Don't use animal skins, use other things for salt stones." Rabbit Feng replied.

Lu San heard from the hunting team that the Wood Tribe had obtained a lot of animal skins during this hunting.

The Wood Tribe now says that they don’t need to exchange animal skins. They must think that the animal skins are given too much and they don’t want to give them.

Thinking of the patriarch's order, he said, "Your tribe only accepts animal skins in exchange for salt soil. You can't do anything else."

Shen Nong didn't answer Lu San's words, "I want to see you priests."

Lu San has long noticed that there are two unfamiliar faces in the Mu tribe's salt exchange team this time.

Among them was a white and tender cloud like a cloud in the sky, which was different from all the orcs he had seen.

"Who are you?" Lu San emphasized: "Not everyone can meet our priests."

Shen Nong lifted the leaves from Tufeng's arms, revealing what he was holding.

"What is he holding?"

Lu San's eyes were attracted, and he studied the thing that Tufeng was holding, which seemed to be made of intertwined thin branches that could hold things.

"I am a priest of the Wood Tribe. This is just a basket woven from branches." Shen Nong took out the pottery pot with painted patterns in the basket and handed it to Lu San, "Give this pot to your priest, and he will decide whether to see me or not." .”

Lu San didn't care, it was just a thinner stone pot that was polished.

You don't see many other tribes, but there are many tribes.

But there are patterns painted on this stone pot, they only draw patterns on their faces and bodies, but they never thought of painting on the stone pot.

Not to mention that after painting, the stone jar looks pretty good.

He took the jar to look more closely.

At the moment when he felt the weight of the pot, Lu San lowered his head fiercely, staring at the pot, feeling surprised.

How could the Wood Tribe polish the stone pot so lightly?

Lu San suppressed the surprise in his heart, turned the jar, and looked at the pattern on the jar.

After turning around, he stopped.

Looking up at Shen Nong with complicated eyes, the painting on the can is not a simple stripe.

Above the cloud patterns are deer with different shapes and graceful postures, surrounding the tank body for a week.

Except for their priests, Lu San has never seen anyone who can record animals so vividly.

No, it should be said that the deer on the wooden jar is more real than what their priests recorded.

Lu San had already put away his indifference to the Mu tribe's "stone pot" at this time, but when he thought of the patriarch's order, Lu San snorted coldly: "You want to see our priest with a broken stone pot?"

He quickly let go and smashed the clay pot at Shen Nong.

The clay pot was approaching the front door, so he immediately pulled Shen Nong behind him and smashed the pot with his fist.

"Snapped".

The pot was shattered and exploded at Shen Nong's feet.

Before everyone could react, Zeji clasped Lu San's neck with one hand.

"Cough...let it go..." Lu San's face flushed red, his feet had already left the ground, and his hands were desperately grabbing Ze's hand, trying to make him let go due to the pain.

But Ze seemed to be unconscious, and the strength of his subordinates increased rather than decreased.

The people from the Ministry of Salt finally came to their senses, stepped forward one after another, and chose to look at it coldly, their aura was terrifying, which made them think of retreating.

The Mu tribe and the Yanbu were completely opposed at this time, and because they chose to capture the other party's little leader, the Yanbu did not dare to act rashly for the time being.

Without saying a word, Shen Nong rubbed the wrist that he had touched to relieve the discomfort in his heart.

Looking at the shards of clay pots on the ground, Shen Nong felt a little distressed, they were painted with so much hard work!

"Who is looking for trouble in the Ministry of Salt!"

Not far away came a burly man with a loud voice and full of hostility, staring straight at Shen Nong.

Everyone in the Salt Department put their hands on their chests respectfully, bowed their heads and said, "Patriarch!"

Shen Nong didn't know when he had offended the chief of the Yan tribe, the man looked at him as if he wanted to kill him.

Cho felt Mang Lin's killing intent towards Shen Nong, he pinched Lu San's neck to block Mang Lin's sight.

Only then did Mang Lin look at Xiang Ze, and after the two looked at each other, Mang Lin could only feel the animal blood in his body agitated and uneasy.

After suppressing that inexplicable emotion, Mang Lin frowned, and said coldly: "The little wood tribe dares to attack the Yanbu!"

Shen Nong patted Ze's arm, motioning for him to let go.

Unexpectedly, the next moment Lu San's eyes popped out, and he whimpered in pain.

Seeing Zhuang, Shen Nong stroked his forehead helplessly, and said to Ze in a low voice: "I want you to let go, not to make you pinch tighter."

Cho lowered his head and frowned, let go of his hand, and threw Lu San directly on the ground.

"Master Patriarch, don't get me wrong. My Mu tribe just wants to send some good things to the Yanbu, not looking for trouble."

Although Shen Nong's words were not offensive at all, it made Mang Lin feel that a punch was punched on Yun Duo, and he was weak.

They orcs are all willing to do it, why is this person the same as the old priest.

Not easy to deal with.

After listening to the old priest's words, Mang Lin suppressed his temper all the time, so he couldn't resist not killing and hurting his younger brother now.

He looked at the fragments of pottery pots on the ground, and said disdainfully, "It's true that you can get all the broken things to the Yan Department."

"Our pots are not broken!" Tu Feng said angrily, "You didn't even look at it, what nonsense!"

Bog Lin's eyes were like snakes, and he looked at Tufeng sinisterly.His eyes fell on the things in Tu Feng's arms, and he said coldly: "Smash all the things in their hands."

"The sacred Ministry of Salt, you can't let these dirty things pollute you."

Everyone in the Yanbu took orders and immediately snatched away the baskets that Tufeng and the others held in their arms.

"Snapped".

The clay pots were smashed one by one, the fragments splashed everywhere, and some even fell on several members of the Wood Tribe.

Mang Lin stared straight at Shen Nong with a half-smile, his eyes filled with endless sarcasm.

Seeing the clay pots that the tribe worked so hard being smashed to pieces, recalling how the tribesmen carefully selected the pots, Tufeng and the others clenched their hands into fists, wishing they could fight Yanbu.

Shen Nong listened to the shattering of clay pots one after another, thinking in his heart that he would ask the Ministry of Salt to pay enough.

Just as Shen Nong was thinking about how to dig a hole for the Ministry of Salt, a person from the Ministry of Yan ran over and said to Mang Lin, "Patriarch! The priest told you to go back..."

Manglin knew that the priest sent someone to watch him secretly, although he felt resentful, he could only endure it.

Looking at the shattered clay pots, Mang Lin heaved a sigh of relief.He snorted and left straight away.

The Yanbu man who reported the news for the old priest did not leave, but walked towards Shen Nong, "Take the things on the ground and follow me."

After he finished speaking, he stared at the ground, and the priest asked him to lead the people of the Wood tribe to meet the priest after hearing a detailed description of the stone pots brought by the Wood tribe.

Isn't it just a stone pot, what's so strange?

The priest even wanted to see him in person.

After Shen Nong and the others packed up the clay pots, they followed the man to the cave of the priest of the Ministry of Salt.

The man went in first with the "stone pot" that hadn't been smashed, and told them to wait outside.

After a while, the other party came out empty-handed and said to Shen Nong, "The priest let you in."

He chose to follow, but was stopped by the other party, "The priest only let him in."

Cho is tall and taller than the opponent, he lowered his head slightly, with a tough attitude, "Get out of the way."

The people from the Ministry of Salt saw that Ze was going to force his way in, so they immediately surrounded him, aiming at Ze with the stone grass in their hands.

Shen Nong sighed softly, really put this kid outside, and when he comes out to fight, he can fight for several rounds.

"Tell you priest, if he won't let me bring someone in, then come out by yourself."

Yanbu finally felt the feeling of being choked once. How could their supreme priest come out to meet people at will!

No way, the man had to go in again.

This trip took even less time. Before Shen Nong had time to check whether he had been accidentally injured by Shi Mao from the Ministry of Salt, the other party came out and informed, "You two go in together."

The cave of the priest of the Ministry of Salt is very large, with torches hung on both sides of the cave, and there is a strong smell of grease.

As expected of a big tribe, the Mu tribe had to rely on lightning to split logs before he left, and the Yanbu could even use animal fat to make torches for lighting.

"You guys made this?"

The priest of the Ministry of Salt is a skinny little old man.

He wore a leopard-print animal skin hat on his head, and held a cane in his left hand, with a fist-sized night pearl embedded in the top.

In the somewhat dark cave, there was a faint orange-red light.

Shen Nong's eyes lit up. If he wanted to see natural night pearls during interstellar time, he had to go on a special volcanic planet to explore and search.

Shen Nong has only seen the pictures, but has never been able to see the real face.

Didn't expect to see you here today.

Shen Nong noticed that the other party's right hand had been gently caressing a good pottery pot that had just been delivered, "What do you think, sir, about the pottery pot from our Mu tribe?"

The priest of Yanbu paused slightly, "Clay pot? It's a good name."

"Clay pots are fine."

Shen Nong raised his eyebrows, it seems that the old priest is a knowledgeable person.Unlike those patriarchs, there is only one.

Knowing the goods means that the Ministry of Salt can be pitted.

The priest of Yanbu stared at Shen Nong with cloudy eyes, and then asked, "Did you draw the thing on this clay pot?"

Shen Nong said indifferently: "Yes, I have been practicing for a long time. I heard that you can do it, sir?"

"You also studied in Beast City?"

Priest Yanbu's eyes locked on Shen Nong, not letting go of any of Shen Nong's expressions.

Shen Nong did not answer directly, but only said: "Where did you learn it, sir, I am just like you. Recording is not difficult, just practice more."

The old priest withdrew his gaze from Shen Nong, what the other party said was correct.

In the beast city, recording with pictures is the most basic.

The high priest there will record it in writing.

Words are the most powerful thing in this world, and they are the ones that can record thousands of existences in the world.

However, on this remote wasteland, one priest from the beast city is enough.

The old priest looked at the two of them indistinctly, but he didn't feel the presence of animal blood from them.

In this case, there are only two possibilities, either it is not awakened, or it is too strong, which he cannot feel.

"Why did you come here from the Beast City?" The old priest said in a deep voice, trying to figure out whether he was hiding something or was putting on airs.

Shen Nong sneered in his heart, the old man almost had the words "want to kill you" etched on his face.

Huyoumu Tribe is Huyou, Huyou Yanbu is also Huyou, Shen Nong starts to make up stories, "Don't you know, old priest?"

After finishing speaking, Shen Nong had a clear expression again, "Yes, this place is terribly far away from the beast city. The old priest must not have returned to the beast city for a long time."

The old priest's appetite was hung up by Shen Nong, he couldn't get up and down, and felt very uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but tap the ground with my cane, "What the hell is it, tell me!"

Only then did Shen Nong say slowly: "The High Priest of the Beast City asked us substitute priests to spread his wisdom all over the land, and every three winters, he would return to the Beast City to tell the High Priest how it was going."

When Ze, who had been standing behind Shen Nong, heard this, he couldn't help but look at Shen Nong.

Priests leave after three winters?

The old priest grasped the meaning of Shen Nong's words, "Do you still have to go back to the beast city every three winters?"

Shen Nong said solemnly: "Yes, otherwise, how did the high priest know how we spread his wisdom?"

"If you don't go back, the high priest will send someone to look for it."

The old priest frowned, "Why?"

"It must be because we are afraid that we will be lazy and don't want to go back." Shen Nong said logically: "Look, which is more comfortable to be a priest of a tribe outside or compete with a bunch of candidate priests in the beast city?"

The old priest had an answer in his heart. He himself would rather be a respected priest in the Ministry of Salt than return to the Beast City.

It seems that this person, he can't kill yet.

Since you can't kill, choose to cooperate.

The old priest began to rub the clay pot again, "I want you to give me the method of making a clay pot."

Finally started to talk about business, Shen Nong smiled and said: "Then what will the priest give me in exchange?"

It was the first time for the old priest to see someone talking to him like this, and he felt that he was not easy to deal with, and he was not someone who could be dismissed easily, "Salt Stone."

"Salt stone..." Shen Nong seemed to be thinking, a little embarrassed, "How much salt and stone will the priest give me in exchange?"

The old priest annoyed Shen Nong and asked, he had never met such a person.

He would get annoyed if he had no idea in his mind, so he went straight to the point, "How much do you want?"

Shen Nong smiled more happily, "We can count as much as we can, okay?"

The old priest frowned, "How many of you are here?"

"Not many, just eleven."

The old priest was secretly delighted, and also put forward a condition, "Beastmen are not allowed to change into animal forms."

Shen Nong nodded, "Yes."

"it is good."

Looking at the smile on Shen Nong's face, the old priest really didn't know whether to call him stupid or smart.

Without changing the shape of the beast, how much can eleven people move?

Unable to stop the smile on his face, he walked out of the cave with his walking stick, and said to the guards outside, "Go to Salt Mountain."

According to what Shen Nong said, the old priest asked someone to take Hu Xiao who was guarding outside into the Salt Department.

"You guys go in with us."

But Hu Xiao waved his hand and said: "Wait a minute, one of our clansmen is sleeping, I'll call."

The man waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up, don't keep the priest waiting."

Hu Xiao didn't say anything, turned around and turned into a beast shape, and collapsed towards the mountains and forests.

"Boom". "Boom".

The ground trembled slightly, and there was the sound of huge footsteps.

This is something that only giants can do.

The guards of the Ministry of Salt, who didn't know it, were immediately on standby.

Until the black bear stands not far from the Yanbu.

Hu Xiao turned into a human form, picked up the animal skin that had fallen on the ground before, and wrapped it around his waist again.

He said thoughtfully: "Our tribe is here, but your salt department is too small, it can't get in, so just stay outside."

The old priests stood in front of the salt mountain, showing off the great wealth of their salt department.

Shen Nong knew that there was a mine in the Ministry of Salt, but it was much bigger than he thought, enough to feed tens of thousands of people for nearly a hundred years.

If it's so big, the old priest shouldn't hate him too much, right?

"Priest! Beast!"

The guards outside the Ministry of Salt quickly ran to tell the old priest what happened before the tribe.

Hearing this, the old priest threw Shen Nong a sharp glance.

"One of the 11 people you mentioned is a giant beast?"

Shen Nong nodded, "Yes, it is a member of our tribe."

"Master Priest, don't you want to keep your words?" Shen Nong looked surprised. "The high priest said that the beast god hates people who say nothing. Such people cannot be summoned by the beast god after death."

The old priest gritted his teeth, "I didn't!"

Shen Nong smiled innocently and harmlessly, "Then I can rest assured."

He waved his hand and greeted Hu Xiao who came over, "Come and move the salt!"

Because of the fact that Shen Nong will leave, he has been sullenly chosen. When he saw Shen Nong's bright smile at this time, he couldn't help but follow his mouth.

He decided that after three winters, he would go with the priest.

Where the priest goes, he goes.

Because of the black bear, the salt mountain in Yanbu lost a corner.

The old priest looked at the missing corner, heartbroken and low blood.

"If the method you said doesn't work, the Wooden Tribe won't exist."

Shen Nong was shocked and said, "How could it be, my lord priest? Although there will be failures, it will definitely succeed. Beast gods don't like people who lie."

"It's better!"

The old priest covered his aching heart and left with his cane.

Shen Nong felt that he could see the fiery phantom from the back of the old priest.

Where is this going?

If he didn't call the Yanbu hemorrhage this time, his surname would not be Shen.

"System, don't forget to fill half of my warehouse when we go far."

Shen Nong held a chicken feather as an arrow, "The old man said, we can take as much as we can. I didn't say to fill it all up, but it's not a violation of any system rules."

The system voice trembled slightly, "Understood."

Omg!Omg!

This must be the glorious moment of its life!

It actually stuck with the bug of the law along with the host!

It's so exciting!