Ford Tianguan
Chapter 258
Chapter 258 Detaining the spirit and transforming into a god
The barbarians hunted farther afield.
The old Wuman saw birds pecking at the mud puddles.
This area used to be a large pond, but now it has dried up. The beasts that came to drink water left their excrement here, so there are a lot of mosquitoes and flies.
Here the birds not only get a good meal, but also bring back mud and hay for nesting.
The old Wuman directly touched the fine and slippery mud, which smelled a little... and could not be formed.
Then I took the hay and mud balls and mixed them together, and this time it was barely formed...
The old Wuman was very happy and felt that he had found a way to survive the cold winter...
But Huang Tian looked at the soil, it was fine enough, it seemed that it could be used to make pottery...
But this also depends on their own understanding, Huang Tian will not interfere too much.
For example, when Huang Tian made a sacrifice to obtain legal status, he had the will of heaven and earth to absorb the spirituality of the sacrifice.
Observing the growth of these flowers, the old Wuman seemed to have some inspiration, but he didn't understand it...
Although Huang Tian is not in a hurry to refine these authorities, he can still communicate with these "spirits".
It's just that the time is too short after all, it will take some time for the old Wuman to tame the mud.
The barbarians who went out to hunt found the old Wuman. In the past, the White Deer Festival would tell them which direction to go for harvest.
This is the earliest history book.
Seeing that Huang Tian didn't enjoy blood sacrifices, the old witch drank the blood in one gulp. In the eyes of barbarians, blood is just a kind of drink.
He didn't see it, except that these flowers were growing, and there were some small seedlings around, which were also new sprouts.
Huang Tian inspected it carefully, but found nothing strange.I had to give up and start researching other things.
The old witch was relieved, took out the bone, marked the back of the bone with carbon, drew a hunting symbol, and divination because of the hunting.
This is a ritual about death.
If you don't make pottery, it's hard to drink boiling water, it's hard to eat boiled food, and you can't store water...
It was very bleak, there were only some prey that looked like mice and rabbits, and some people were injured.
if it is like this……
Spirits are not gods, but they have a part of the nature of gods. They have no specific personality consciousness. They are usually scattered and not cohesive, and only appear at specific times.
"It's cheaper for you."
Then you can also stack little by little, building a big "human nest" little by little.
If not drunk quickly, the smell of blood will attract powerful predators.
So they hoped that the old Wuman could also ask Huang Tian for answers.
Huang Tian felt that this might be the earliest "jumping god", but he had no proof.
The most common way to communicate with spirits is the talisman. Huang Tian thought of the gold talisman ordered by the Heavenly Court to seal the God of the Mountain and the City God of the Land.
When the night was about to fall, the barbarians who went out to hunt brought back today's prey.
Mengsi continued to hunt outside at night. It has grown a lot recently, but its breath is also eerie.
After the old Wuman danced and danced, he called the children who liked to play in the mud, and asked them to find a way to dig the mud and cut the hay, and then began to learn how to build a human nest.
The bird piles up the mud bit by bit to build a complete nest, and finally it becomes a nest that can accommodate its body.
The old Wuman will eat the remaining bones, burn them in the bonfire, and pray devoutly, hoping that nature can give him some hints.
The old Wuman has been playing with the mud all day long, and children seem to have a natural joy in playing with mud and shaping it into shapes.
Huang Tian felt the spirituality of the earth guiding in the bonfire, and swirled the flames, the bones were burnt yellow, and the sound of thunder and thunder rang out.
The old witch danced and danced like a goat insane in front of Huang Tian, but he was also very pious.
Although many things are irregular, the imagination of children and the creativity of children have not been stifled, which gave the old Wuman a lot of inspiration.
It turns out that many berries and wild fruits collected by the barbarians have seeds. After the barbarians eat the pulp, they spit out the seeds, and the seeds fall on the ground. If they get a chance, they will germinate.
The blood hidden god, Huang Tian could see the ignorant soul, was blown away by the wind, merged into the wilderness, and became the nourishment of all things animistic...
And the ones without bubbles, the ones that are connected by grass are not so easy to break apart...
First, I broke it apart with my hands, and found that it had hardened a lot. Although I could break it apart, it took some strength.
Huang Tian looked at the boulder on the cliff where he was sitting cross-legged, because his image was painted on the cliff, his deeds were recorded, and there were tribesmen living here, so he gradually gained some spirituality.
In the end, Huang Tian beat him into this cliff.
Although there were not many prey, the old Wuman still took the stone knife and distributed some to everyone. The woman did not dislike the small fur of this kind of pika, so she skillfully smeared it with plant ash.
After all, Huang Tian was born as an earth spirit, even though this avatar was made out of kneading and doesn't have much affinity with the earth, it still has a cordial feeling.
The old Wuman knew the difficulty of hunting, so he comforted them, telling them that with the protection of the gods, they will surely gain something if they go out tomorrow.
After careful observation, it is found that the ones with air bubbles and holes are easy to break apart, and the ones that are not connected by hay are also easy to break apart.
This is primitive divination.
Some were even eaten by the barbarians and then pulled out. It is also easy to grow seedlings in the place where the excrement was buried.
Huang Tian secretly said: "This old man knows a lot."
The cracks in the bones point to the east.
Just ignorant.
The barbarians started to deal with it, using big leaf rolls to make cups, gathering the blood of their prey together, and enshrining it to Huang Tian.
Early in the morning, without bothering to eat or offer sacrifices, the old Wuman came to check the mud.
Huang Tian was very interested in the will of the world communicated by the old Wu Man during his divination.
Huang Tian didn't teach him this method of divination, because Huang Tian didn't know how to do it either.
The dolls soon went to play in the mud happily.
And all kinds of things made of mud and hay, baked and dried overnight by the campfire, have already set shape.
If the crack points in the direction, it is the direction that can be harvested tomorrow.
To form the Earth Spirit Treasure Cave, many years later, to give birth to an elf like Huang Tian, it may take 8000 years before this big rock suddenly breaks open and an elf god is born.
Because Huang Tian held the will of the earth in one place, luck also began to gather here.
Huang Tian didn't like blood food, not to mention that it carried a foul smell.
Although these barbarians can make stone weapons, they are not yet able to make fine stone tools.
Of course, it is only a slight improvement in Feng Shui, and the process is slow.
Moreover, the god that the old Wu Man communicated with was not Huang Tian, what he communicated with was the primitive consciousness of this land.
Including earth qi, vitality and so on.
These are flowering plants dug up by the tribal people before, and the petals can be used to enshrine Huang Tian, which saves the time of collecting.
On the second day, the hunting barbarians headed eastward according to the direction of divination.
In this way, this huge cliff rock that sheltered the barbarians from wind and rain became a "god".
The old Wuman found that the plants that had been recently transplanted in the surrounding area were a little unsuitable and even withered, but now they are very healthy.
The savages could only hope so.
That is the feeling of "every mountain has its spirit, and every water has its spirit".
Huang Tian began to communicate with the heaven and the earth, guiding the spirituality of this place, and finally condensed and gathered, only to see a divinity appear out of thin air, the divinity twisted and turned into a rune.
This doesn't require the barbarians to take the initiative to collect seeds and seedlings. As long as they stay for a long time, these things will naturally grow around them.
But waiting to discover the rules, and use the rules to break through these, may require some careful observation.
This requires the precipitation of time, generation after generation of learning, inheritance, and application.
Many situations are forced out, such as hunting can not catch, we can only find ways to increase the amount of food collected, so that the problem can be solved.
(End of this chapter)
The barbarians hunted farther afield.
The old Wuman saw birds pecking at the mud puddles.
This area used to be a large pond, but now it has dried up. The beasts that came to drink water left their excrement here, so there are a lot of mosquitoes and flies.
Here the birds not only get a good meal, but also bring back mud and hay for nesting.
The old Wuman directly touched the fine and slippery mud, which smelled a little... and could not be formed.
Then I took the hay and mud balls and mixed them together, and this time it was barely formed...
The old Wuman was very happy and felt that he had found a way to survive the cold winter...
But Huang Tian looked at the soil, it was fine enough, it seemed that it could be used to make pottery...
But this also depends on their own understanding, Huang Tian will not interfere too much.
For example, when Huang Tian made a sacrifice to obtain legal status, he had the will of heaven and earth to absorb the spirituality of the sacrifice.
Observing the growth of these flowers, the old Wuman seemed to have some inspiration, but he didn't understand it...
Although Huang Tian is not in a hurry to refine these authorities, he can still communicate with these "spirits".
It's just that the time is too short after all, it will take some time for the old Wuman to tame the mud.
The barbarians who went out to hunt found the old Wuman. In the past, the White Deer Festival would tell them which direction to go for harvest.
This is the earliest history book.
Seeing that Huang Tian didn't enjoy blood sacrifices, the old witch drank the blood in one gulp. In the eyes of barbarians, blood is just a kind of drink.
He didn't see it, except that these flowers were growing, and there were some small seedlings around, which were also new sprouts.
Huang Tian inspected it carefully, but found nothing strange.I had to give up and start researching other things.
The old witch was relieved, took out the bone, marked the back of the bone with carbon, drew a hunting symbol, and divination because of the hunting.
This is a ritual about death.
If you don't make pottery, it's hard to drink boiling water, it's hard to eat boiled food, and you can't store water...
It was very bleak, there were only some prey that looked like mice and rabbits, and some people were injured.
if it is like this……
Spirits are not gods, but they have a part of the nature of gods. They have no specific personality consciousness. They are usually scattered and not cohesive, and only appear at specific times.
"It's cheaper for you."
Then you can also stack little by little, building a big "human nest" little by little.
If not drunk quickly, the smell of blood will attract powerful predators.
So they hoped that the old Wuman could also ask Huang Tian for answers.
Huang Tian felt that this might be the earliest "jumping god", but he had no proof.
The most common way to communicate with spirits is the talisman. Huang Tian thought of the gold talisman ordered by the Heavenly Court to seal the God of the Mountain and the City God of the Land.
When the night was about to fall, the barbarians who went out to hunt brought back today's prey.
Mengsi continued to hunt outside at night. It has grown a lot recently, but its breath is also eerie.
After the old Wuman danced and danced, he called the children who liked to play in the mud, and asked them to find a way to dig the mud and cut the hay, and then began to learn how to build a human nest.
The bird piles up the mud bit by bit to build a complete nest, and finally it becomes a nest that can accommodate its body.
The old Wuman will eat the remaining bones, burn them in the bonfire, and pray devoutly, hoping that nature can give him some hints.
The old Wuman has been playing with the mud all day long, and children seem to have a natural joy in playing with mud and shaping it into shapes.
Huang Tian felt the spirituality of the earth guiding in the bonfire, and swirled the flames, the bones were burnt yellow, and the sound of thunder and thunder rang out.
The old witch danced and danced like a goat insane in front of Huang Tian, but he was also very pious.
Although many things are irregular, the imagination of children and the creativity of children have not been stifled, which gave the old Wuman a lot of inspiration.
It turns out that many berries and wild fruits collected by the barbarians have seeds. After the barbarians eat the pulp, they spit out the seeds, and the seeds fall on the ground. If they get a chance, they will germinate.
The blood hidden god, Huang Tian could see the ignorant soul, was blown away by the wind, merged into the wilderness, and became the nourishment of all things animistic...
And the ones without bubbles, the ones that are connected by grass are not so easy to break apart...
First, I broke it apart with my hands, and found that it had hardened a lot. Although I could break it apart, it took some strength.
Huang Tian looked at the boulder on the cliff where he was sitting cross-legged, because his image was painted on the cliff, his deeds were recorded, and there were tribesmen living here, so he gradually gained some spirituality.
In the end, Huang Tian beat him into this cliff.
Although there were not many prey, the old Wuman still took the stone knife and distributed some to everyone. The woman did not dislike the small fur of this kind of pika, so she skillfully smeared it with plant ash.
After all, Huang Tian was born as an earth spirit, even though this avatar was made out of kneading and doesn't have much affinity with the earth, it still has a cordial feeling.
The old Wuman knew the difficulty of hunting, so he comforted them, telling them that with the protection of the gods, they will surely gain something if they go out tomorrow.
After careful observation, it is found that the ones with air bubbles and holes are easy to break apart, and the ones that are not connected by hay are also easy to break apart.
This is primitive divination.
Some were even eaten by the barbarians and then pulled out. It is also easy to grow seedlings in the place where the excrement was buried.
Huang Tian secretly said: "This old man knows a lot."
The cracks in the bones point to the east.
Just ignorant.
The barbarians started to deal with it, using big leaf rolls to make cups, gathering the blood of their prey together, and enshrining it to Huang Tian.
Early in the morning, without bothering to eat or offer sacrifices, the old Wuman came to check the mud.
Huang Tian was very interested in the will of the world communicated by the old Wu Man during his divination.
Huang Tian didn't teach him this method of divination, because Huang Tian didn't know how to do it either.
The dolls soon went to play in the mud happily.
And all kinds of things made of mud and hay, baked and dried overnight by the campfire, have already set shape.
If the crack points in the direction, it is the direction that can be harvested tomorrow.
To form the Earth Spirit Treasure Cave, many years later, to give birth to an elf like Huang Tian, it may take 8000 years before this big rock suddenly breaks open and an elf god is born.
Because Huang Tian held the will of the earth in one place, luck also began to gather here.
Huang Tian didn't like blood food, not to mention that it carried a foul smell.
Although these barbarians can make stone weapons, they are not yet able to make fine stone tools.
Of course, it is only a slight improvement in Feng Shui, and the process is slow.
Moreover, the god that the old Wu Man communicated with was not Huang Tian, what he communicated with was the primitive consciousness of this land.
Including earth qi, vitality and so on.
These are flowering plants dug up by the tribal people before, and the petals can be used to enshrine Huang Tian, which saves the time of collecting.
On the second day, the hunting barbarians headed eastward according to the direction of divination.
In this way, this huge cliff rock that sheltered the barbarians from wind and rain became a "god".
The old Wuman found that the plants that had been recently transplanted in the surrounding area were a little unsuitable and even withered, but now they are very healthy.
The savages could only hope so.
That is the feeling of "every mountain has its spirit, and every water has its spirit".
Huang Tian began to communicate with the heaven and the earth, guiding the spirituality of this place, and finally condensed and gathered, only to see a divinity appear out of thin air, the divinity twisted and turned into a rune.
This doesn't require the barbarians to take the initiative to collect seeds and seedlings. As long as they stay for a long time, these things will naturally grow around them.
But waiting to discover the rules, and use the rules to break through these, may require some careful observation.
This requires the precipitation of time, generation after generation of learning, inheritance, and application.
Many situations are forced out, such as hunting can not catch, we can only find ways to increase the amount of food collected, so that the problem can be solved.
(End of this chapter)
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