The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2918 Extremely Evil Situation

The Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon is flying in the void, returning to the Imperial Land.

The void is dark, and the dusk circle emits a faint light. Combined with the complex lines, it looks mysterious and strange.

"You can activate it if you sit in it. However, the dusk magic circle is not trivial. It is essentially borrowing power from the Great Wild Cang Dragon. There may be special phenomena. You must be careful. If something goes wrong, it may lead to the failure of your cultivation. The effect. However, the possibility of errors is very low. After all, those who use the twilight array are Taichu tribes, and the Great Wild Canglong will basically not interfere." Di Yuan said.

"Okay, I'll be more careful." After Fang Yun said that, Fang Yun somehow remembered the unwilling look in Dahuang Canglong's eyes when he left.

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Fang Yun flew into the air, crossed his legs and slowly fell towards the center of the array.

The moment Fang Yun landed, the dusk magic circle shined brightly, and then it actually left the ground and expanded, forming a three-dimensional magic circle composed of countless magical lines and symbols.

Di Yuan was stunned for a moment, because the current magic circle became extremely strange, and it was not the magic circle he drew at all.

The current array is hundreds of millions of times more complex than what Di Yuan painted!

Just as Di Yuan was hesitating whether to avoid an accident, the magic circle suddenly shrank and clung to Fang Yun like a big net.

The divine patterns and symbols of the dusk circle began to flow on Fang Yun's body, exuding a powerful aura.

Uh-huh...

Di Ji appeared in front of Fang Yun.

"What's going on? Why do I feel the aura of dusk of all worlds and the fall of all worlds?"

Di Yuan blamed him: "I don't know. If I had known this, I should have stopped him. It seems I can't stop him now."

Uh-huh...

Di Ting and other Saint Ancestors appeared one after another.

"What kind of dusk array is this? Why have I never seen it before?" As soon as Di Ting finished speaking, Wen Quxing, who had disappeared behind Fang Yun, appeared in his true form.

"Could it be an extremely evil situation?"

"Alas, it is the strongest star after all..."

"It just depends on his luck..."

The ancestors' bodies left one after another, leaving only the holy thoughts to observe.

The true bodies of Di Yuan and Di Ting still remain here.

Di Ting glanced at the unconscious four-legged black snake, shook his head, and said: "The Imperial Clan Master is really willing to give up."

Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his whole body was weak and sleepy. He was shocked. After careful inspection, he found that all the power in his body had disappeared. It was not even a holy body, and his body was not as good as that of ordinary people.

Fang Yun found that he had a deerskin wrapped around his waist, no underwear, no top, no straw sandals, nothing but deerskin. His skin was an unhealthy white, his arms were thin and deflated, and there were many wounds.

Fang Yun slowly stood up from the bed made of withered grass and looked around.

This place seems to be a cave, with some old and broken stone tools, dried meat hanging on them, and various rough utensils. It is obvious that many people live here.

"This should be the training place of the Dusk Array, but it is a little different from the legend. It may vary from person to person. It seems that this is a primitive tribe, which is very consistent with the situation in the ancient times."

Fang Yun thought to himself and walked out slowly.

The early morning sunshine filled the earth. Fang Yun walked with squinted eyes and quickly adapted to the bright sunny day outside.

I saw more than twenty primitive people in front of the cave. The female primitive people were mending animal skins and drying and curing meat. The male primitive people were polishing stone tools and sorting weapons, seemingly preparing for hunting.

Fang Yun found that there was no vitality on the faces of these primitive people, and many of them looked sick and in poor physical condition.

When those primitive people saw Fang Yun, they just nodded or spoke simple words to let Fang Yun rest more.

Fang Yun only had a clear understanding of the tribe after visiting the entire tribe.

This primitive tribe originally had more than forty people, but after a war, only twenty-seven people remained after the defeat.

The most terrifying thing was that the tribe's fire source was destroyed by the enemy, leaving the tribe without fire for many days and all the primitive people, old and young, died.

It seems that before long, these people will die one after another.

Fang Yun realized that the people of this tribe had not learned to drill wood to make fire, and were still stuck in the oldest natural stage of making fire. There were traces of a fire pit in the cave just now. They should use the smoldering campfire method to retain the fire, which means constantly adding firewood. And cover it with dust to ensure a smoldering state. Once a fire is needed, remove the dust and ignite the vegetation to make a fire.

It seems that the tribe is unable to find new fire and does not know various ways to make fire, so it is in crisis.

Fang Yun immediately recalled various methods of making fire, and found that all his power, including his spiritual thoughts, had disappeared, except for the world of Qishu.

Fang Yun looked around and found it difficult to find flint suitable for making fire. It seemed that the only way to make fire was to drill wood.

So, Fang Yun searched around the tribe and quickly found suitable wood and sticks. He dug a small hole in the wood with a stone tool, then put in the sharpened sticks, and put the wood chips polished by the stone tool into the small hole. , get your hay ready.

Fang Yun began to use the most clumsy method. He held a slender wooden stick in his hands and began to rub it back and forth to make fire through the wood.

Drilling wood to make fire looks simple, but it is actually very difficult.

After a while, the fire did not rise, but Fang Yun's hands turned red.

Soon, the skin on my hands was scratched.

Fang Yun didn't know what to do next to complete his training, but no matter what, making fire to survive and establishing his position in the tribe was the only thing he could do at present, and it was also the most profitable.

Fang Yun endured the pain and finally ignited the wood chips through friction. He hurriedly put the dry grass on the small pit and blew it gently, hoping to ignite the dry grass.

Unfortunately, he failed.

The nearby primitive people laughed and mocked Fang Yun, and then each did his own thing.

Fang Yun knew that bow drilling was more efficient, but he couldn't do it under the current conditions, so he could only grit his teeth and continue to drill wood to make fire.

Every time he failed, Fang Yun summed up his experience. After many failures, he finally succeeded in igniting the dry grass and firewood and making fire.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Many primitive people shouted and surrounded him, pointing at the fire and shouting loudly.

Not far away, a primitive man looked at Fang Yun with a complicated look, because that person was the original fire keeper, who was responsible for guarding the fire pit and had a higher status. Now that Fang Yun succeeded in making fire, his status must be different.

With the help of everyone, Fang Yun made the fire pit burn again.

Then, the people of the entire tribe began to dance around the fire pit to celebrate, and chose Fang Yun as the fire keeper to prevent the flames from going out.

Fang Yun was relieved to see the celebrating primitive people.

However, a few days later, bad news came that the recent hunting failed and the food was about to run out.

Fang Yun took a few strong primitive people out to explore the surrounding situation, found fish in the river, and began to teach them how to catch, kill, grill and make fishing nets.

The tribe got rid of the crisis again.

A few days later, someone in the tribe was injured in hunting, and Fang Yun had to use his medical knowledge to find herbs to help people heal their injuries.

Next, Fang Yun felt the magic of this tribe, as if they were a group of people cursed by God, and something would happen every few days.

Fang Yun, like a firefighter, constantly used his knowledge to help the tribe, and also taught them to build houses, make pottery, grow crops, and so on.

The tribe kept encountering various difficulties, and only Fang Yun could solve them.

Slowly, the tribe began to grow, and Fang Yun became the leader of the tribe naturally.