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Chapter 248: Humans Drilling Wood to Make Fire
Several saints also noticed the contact between Zhunti and Dijun.

I was a little surprised for a moment.

Could it be that the Styx has contacted Emperor Jun?

If so, Heaven will have a sea of ​​blood.

The strength of the Styx and the incarnation of the saint can fight for a long time, which is unfathomable.

The incarnation of Zhunti left the sea of ​​blood and looked towards the north.

Zhen Yuanzi came up empty-handed.

The Emperor of Heaven was alarmed by the Styx.

Kunpeng once had a grudge against Hongyun. If he could convince this person, it would be a great help to the West.

"There are so many powerful people in the prehistoric world, and I can't find one?"

Zhunti also became furious.

If you go out to look for someone, you can't come back empty-handed.

Emperor Jun left the sea of ​​blood and flew to heaven.

Suddenly, his heart moved, his eyes flashed with two rays of light, and he looked down at Mount Buzhou.

All I could see was that at the foot of Mount Buzhou, humans were living in the valleys.

There was a tall human who climbed to the top of a mountain.

If that were all, it wouldn't be worth his attention.

But that person climbed the mountain with the sacred Fusang tree.

The fire bird created by the law of fire created by Emperor Jun is now drilling wood to make fire.

"fire!"

The human looked up at the firebird on the hibiscus branch.

As he watched the flames ignite and then be absorbed by the hibiscus tree, his eyes were filled with determination.

Hundreds of years ago, humans discovered that using fire to grill food could make it more delicious.

But the way to obtain the fire was entirely accidental.

Thunder struck from the sky.

The underground fire is spreading.

Or it could be the flames spewed out by monsters.

Once the fire is not properly preserved and extinguished, they will lose their source of fire.

The human race heard that there was a sacred tree on a distant mountain.

There is a firebird on the sacred tree that can emit flames.

This human was extremely curious and at the same time full of hope, and wanted to obtain a source of fire for the human race!

"flame!"

The man looked up at the branches of the hibiscus tree and saw the firebird drilling the tree with its sharp beak, and an orange-yellow flame bloomed.

It will then be absorbed by the hibiscus branches.

"I must bring fire to my people. I won't let them endure the cold and eat raw and cold food anymore!"

The man gritted his teeth and was extremely determined.

He had no wood to start the fire.

Instead, he watched the firebird drilling the wood carefully, watching the flames rise and disappear.

"Humans, are we going to start controlling fire?"

Emperor Jun saw this scene.

He once uttered a divine word: When humans learn to use fire, they will be protected by the law of fire!
Emperor Jun is the one who has the highest law of fire in the ancient world.

It was he who gave me the Hibiscus tree.

The destiny of the human race is vaguely connected to fire. It seems that we have to control fire this time!

The strongest person under the Law of Fire would naturally have some sense of it.

The man looked for a while, picked a piece of wood from the ground, and started turning it on the hibiscus tree.

But there was no way he could get into the hibiscus tree.

Di Jun saw that this person was looking in the wrong direction and shook his head.

He turned around and transformed into an old man about fifty years old.

He was wearing a tiger skin and a tiger-head hat, looking very rugged.

He landed and came under the Fusang tree.

"Young man, what are you doing?"

Di Jun asked with curiosity in his voice.

The man suddenly turned around and saw Di Jun's outfit with a bit of respect in his eyes.

"Old man, are you here to get fire as well?"

The human race has no magic or methods.

He can only passively absorb the power between heaven and earth to strengthen his body.

Although the Saint Taiqing established the human religion, he never passed down the Taoist tradition.

It seemed that Nuwa was unwilling to pass down her skills because of Saint Taiqing.

There are many people in the human race who are not loved by their grandmothers and uncles.

You can only rely on yourself.

Those who can wear tiger skins are usually the strongest in the tribe. Tigers in the prehistoric world usually know magic.

It might be difficult for thousands of human beings to kill a tiger demon.

So this person is very respectful.

"Haha, almost!"

Di Jun laughed and walked forward.

The man stepped aside to let Di Jun come over.

"Are you planning to learn from the firebird and make fire by rubbing two wood together?" Di Jun pointed at the firebird above.

"Yes!"

"I just don't know why I can't get out of the fire."

The man shook the firewood in his hand, looking puzzled.

Do we have to catch the Firebird?
If the firebird flies away, how can we get a stable source of fire in the future?

"If fire really comes out of it, and there is no fire in the future, will we still come here to look for this tree?"

"The tree is down, the bird is dead? How can you make fire?"

Di Jun reminded.

It dawned on the man.

He just thought about making fire with the same materials, but didn't think about what to do in the future.

"Old man, please give me some advice!"

The man bowed and saluted with a very sincere attitude.

Di Jun raised the corner of his mouth, pointed at the firebird, and then pointed at the firewood in the man's hand.

"It's just a bird that moves its long beak and rubs it against the tree, and the accumulated power creates the flame!"

"Why don't you try rubbing it with other materials?"

Emperor Jun wanted to give guidance and educate the human race.

Some principles of making fire by rubbing two wood together were explained.

"friction?"

The man could not understand the meaning of the word.

But as the firebird turned its long beak again and rubbed it against the hibiscus tree, an orange-yellow flame rose.

He seemed to understand something.

The man was seen picking up a slightly larger piece of wood and holding the original piece of firewood.

Imitate the firebird and keep turning.

As mentioned before, humans have no methods or spells.

However, the physical body naturally absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making the physical body stronger.

The ability of the physical body is a hundred times stronger than that of humans in later generations.

As the wood rotates, friction continues, accumulating heat.

The tip began to turn black and the heat slowly dissipated.

A wisp of black smoke floated out.

Zuanmu's eyes were full of surprise and he continued to exert his strength.

On the hibiscus tree, the firebird let out a sharp cry, spread its wings, and turned its long beak again.

The frequencies of the two seem to have merged into one.

puff!

There was an almost inaudible sound, and a wisp of flame flew out from the wood the man was drilling.

His face was full of surprise.

He picked up a handful of dead branches nearby and placed them on the ground carefully.

The dead branches were ignited and the flames began to grow stronger.

"fire!"

"I finally know how to make fire!"

The man shouted loudly, holding up the wood high, and the flames grew stronger!
Above the nine heavens, a golden light streamed down.

Ninety percent fell on this man, and ten percent fell on Di Jun.

Di Jun moved his fingertips and put away the merit.

He looked at the hibiscus tree and the firebird behind him again, and the corners of his mouth raised.

The law of fire flowed at the fingertips, igniting the entire hibiscus tree.

The firebird screamed and merged into the flames of the hibiscus tree.

The man looked back and was shocked.

He saw a ball of fire several meters high falling on the piece of wood in front of him.

Firewood is very simple, nothing magical about it.

Normally, if you are touched by this kind of flame, you will be burned to dust.

But there was a hint of golden light flowing on the firewood.

The man raised the firewood, and flames seemed to burn in his eyes.

The luck of the human race gathered towards him and the piece of firewood.

(End of this chapter)