A good night's dream, early in the morning, the tribesmen gathered in high spirits next to the remaining Roshan from yesterday, and the division of labor clearly began to cut and store.

Wang Teng was carried out by his mother, the blue fluorescence on his body had not yet dissipated, and his mother was still warming his body, but his spirit had recovered as before.

The rest of the children have already started to practice early, lifting the iceberg, swinging their fists to compete with the iceberg, and wrestling with the two, from time to time there is a sound of "hum, ha, hey".

A scene in full swing, the spirit of the tribe has not been so full for a long time!

The priests and patriarchs made their rounds, and occasionally when they saw a deficiency, they would come forward and point out to the children.

Yesterday's more precious and rare beasts had been stored, and the bones and blood were all ground and hidden in the ice jar with magic.

In the distance, a strong man with a large body and half an arm wrapped in snow-white ice bear skin walked over with a giant ding, which was the hunting captain Shi Lin.

Most of his injuries have healed, and carrying this giant tripod is to cook those strange beasts in yesterday, in the ice field, it is easy to make a fire with magic, but it is relatively difficult to reach extremely high temperatures, so generally the fierce beasts with energy in their bodies go to Master Orn to help cook, and the temperature of the lava pillar is enough to cook a large pot of ingredients.

It's just that no one thought that this cooking took four days, and they selected the essence of the beast, the essence of the horned elephant and the ice bear, plus the three horns that had been ground into powder, and stuffed the giant tripod to the brim.

During the cooking, people can hear the roar of the giant tripod far away, look closely, the giant tripod trembles more than once, there are occasional strange whistling long hiss inside, and there are horns and elephants, and there is a light on the tripod flickering.

It wasn't until four days later that the miracles disappeared.

Then a strange fragrance permeated the entire tribe.

Before dawn, people from all over the family gathered in front of the ding, and even Master Aoun indulged in the smell of meat.

The children had already been chattering non-stop, going up to the house to uncover the tiles, running and shouting, and the excitement was non-stop, if it weren't for their parents, they would have climbed to the giant ding.

The sky has been bright, and the tripod no longer emits steaming heat, the stone forest stepped forward to uncover the giant tripod, and a thick mist of essence rose to the sky, and the priests who had prepared for it were ingested and evenly distributed in front of the children of each family, and they sucked it up, and devoured it cleanly.

The tribe laughed and laughed, it was very lively, and the gathering lasted for a whole day, and even the adults felt that the various energies contained in the flesh were abundant, and the strength of the flesh rose by a few grades.

Captain Shi Lin still has the sick appearance before, his face is full of red light, and there seems to be energy about to overflow between walking, sitting and lying.

This is a performance of good qualifications, which can absorb seven or eighty percent of the energy in the meat.

The patriarch got up and looked at the little dolls that had been staggering, and asked Master Aoun to raise more than a dozen furnaces and move out all the big dings stored by each family, to give these dolls a medicinal bath.

This is opportunity, and the energy is more powerful than the blood of the winged birds. Coupled with the various treasures on the beasts collected a few days ago, these little guys in the Barbarian Department can have a foundation comparable to the top forces!

The ratio of each little guy is different, some add ancient herbs, add a drop of blood essence, a large tripod of water, and some powerful energy beast bones into it.

Some of them are more than that, there are also messy long snakes, ice scorpions, and so on, which are mixed with them, and they look very scary.

But the children, who had already been filled with energy to the point of being drunk, didn't know anything.

And Wang Teng is even more special, the tribe knows that he usually uses the blood of the whole winged bird to quench the skin, and he seems to have comprehended the power of one of the runes, compared to the ability to withstand even the children who have reached the meat refining realm can not compare to him.

Therefore, when adding the formula to him, in addition to the ancient herbs, only a little bit of water was added, and the rest were true blood, broken bones, etc.

The people in the village didn't feel inappropriate, there was no favoritism, without him, their own children really couldn't bear it, and they didn't have the perseverance of Wang Teng.

One of the big tripods spewed out a colorful glow, condensed into an ice rhino, mighty and manic, vivid, as if to overturn the big tripod and escape, fierce and scorching. Shi Lin slapped it horizontally with his backhand, scattered it, and turned into a stream of ice and fell into the ding.

And the other big tripod has a horn end flashed, red as fire, brilliant and dazzling, the flame is raging, it looks up to the sky and roars, is scattered by the patriarch, and falls into the tripod as blood.

Slowly the children felt the pain of the drug infiltrating into the body, slowly woke up, and after a thorough recovery, the pain was sensitive, and in an instant, the screams in each big ding, some people shook violently and wanted to knock over the big ding, unwilling to suffer this pain.

Someone struggled to his feet, crying and screaming.

When the parents saw it, some of them were ruthless, and they let the child cry and not let him move, while some parents really couldn't stand the child's heart-wrenching expression and grief-stricken cry, and they didn't have the heart to carry him out of the ding.

The patriarch and priest looked at the children who had been carried out of the tent, sighed, and said no more.

And Wang Teng was already awake, the high temperature burned Dading, and the medicinal power was slowly boiled into his body, which was a hundred times more painful than the blood of the winged bird.

His body spasmed and trembled, swaying uncontrollably, and he didn't cry.

His body and bones slammed into Da Ding, and he didn't cry.

His will was above these pains, and he was willing to endure them.

The priest stood beside his parents, looking at him with pity and admiration.

"You have raised a true warrior."

He praised Wang Teng so much.

Wang Teng thought of the mysterious runes in the glacier and began to visualize.

When I couldn't stand the pain, I sneaked into the ding and drank a large mouthful of viscous liquid directly, and the pain inside and outside was to fight poison with poison.

until the liquid is boiled clean. Become a powder.

The children were already paralyzed when they were fished out, and some of their bodies would also glow like treasures.

Those parents who persevered were proud of it.

If they don't persevere, there is a bit of remorse in the eyes of parents and children.

"Take some children to have a good rest, and when you wake up tomorrow, there will definitely be extraordinary changes!"

The patriarch said.

In the end, the old men cleaned up the residue, did not waste it, and added a few herbs to it, poured it into water, and refined it again, turning it into a medicine powder, which is also a treasure medicine for healing, and he can save his life by entering the ice field on weekdays.

Separating from the other side of the ice, they become frugal in everything, no matter the ingredients, no matter the potions, no matter the various resources, but there is a surplus, they will carefully collect it for the second use.