I Became the God of Light

Thinking like this, Su Yun suddenly closed his eyes and recalled the feeling of controlling light. He mentally gave orders to the light in this area.

"stop!"

As soon as the thought came up, a special feeling of control appeared in his heart. Opening his eyes, he followed that feeling and began to suppress the hidden light in the divine stone space.

With the suppression, the divine power in his body boiled, and the divine power was consumed rapidly.

The obscure light began to dim and dim, and the whole thing became more than a little weaker.

"effective!"

The corners of Su Yun's mouth curled up slightly, and he was in a good mood.

However, as the light was suppressed at this time, more than 10% of his divine power had been consumed in a short period of time.

He was not surprised but overjoyed. The more difficult and difficult it was, the more it meant that his hunch was correct. This move must be extraordinary!

Compared to absorbing light, which has no hope at all, stopping to emit light is not completely successful, but it proves that it is feasible.

Those weakening lights are the best proof that as long as you practice more, you will succeed one day!

After thinking about it, he calmed down and tried to master the state of suppressing the light.

Not long after practicing, all the divine power was exhausted.

The harvest in the process is quite good. Judging from the effect of suppressing the light at the beginning, now with the same consumption of divine power, the efficiency has increased a bit.

"We can only rely on time to slowly wear it down!"

Su Yun muttered.

Fortunately, now that he has solved the Ice God, he has quite a lot of time and cannot afford to waste it completely.

Thinking of the Ice God, he suddenly realized that the ice tribe had not been dealt with yet.

After all, it’s a tribe of two thousand people, so it wouldn’t be good if they were left alone.

Although the Ice God has fallen and that tribe will decline sooner or later, there are still some problems with keeping it.

And if those people are brainwashed and absorbed into the tribe, it will greatly improve his strength.

Su Yun fell into thinking.

At this time, relying on modern knowledge and experience, he had already come up with several brainwashing models in his mind.

If you keep a set of procedures, except for those die-hard and pious people, everyone else will definitely change their minds and start a new life!

However, after pondering for a while, he finally thought about it and decided not to move on from the Ice Tribe.

Considering that the tribe can't absorb that many people now, if there are more people, it might become mainly guests.

Moreover, he is also planning to hang out the Ice Tribe people. When those people realize that there is no protection from the gods and the tribe falls into hardship and despair, he will subdue them by then. He believes that their beliefs will be easier to change.

There was another reason for him to make this decision. He was going to leave the Ice Tribe to his tribe to deal with first.

Out of consideration for the development of the tribe, only multiple foreign enemies can bring them motivation, and they will not live in sorrow and die in happiness.

Moreover, those people can be captured slowly in batches at that time, so that the tribe has time to digest.

After making this decision in his mind, Su Yun opened the small black ball to replenish his magical power, and then fell into continuing to practice new moves.

But before that, he focused his thoughts on the old priest's thread of faith and conveyed an order.

He directly handed over the task of finding kaolin, also known as porcelain clay, to the old priest.

"I hope I can find this kind of clay in another world." Su Yun murmured to himself.

Speaking of porcelain clay, he couldn't help but think of another familiar name, 'Guanyin Clay'.

In the old society and the Three-Year Difficulty Period, poor people often relied on eating Guanyin soil to survive during periods of leanness or famine.

This kind of soil can satisfy hunger, but it cannot be digested and absorbed by the human body. After eating, it will cause abdominal distension and difficulty in defecation. Eating a small amount will not be fatal.

Although people will not go hungry, they will still die due to lack of nutrition. During the famine years, countless people suffocated to death because their stomachs were as bloated as a drum and unable to defecate due to eating Guanyin soil.

This is what is called, being so poor that you eat dirt...

Su Yun thought divergently and sighed secretly, "If there was no such soil, the idea of ​​making porcelain might be completely destroyed."

Ordinary clay cannot make porcelain. This kind of snow-white and delicate clay is needed to make crystal white porcelain.

After the task was handed over, Su Yun continued to practice, striving to complete this move as soon as possible.

Time passes, night falls, and the bright moon shines in the sky.

A peaceful night passed, and the morning light dimmed the next day, and golden sunlight shone down.

Some members of the Yanhuang tribe are still working hard on construction.

As time went by, wooden houses were built one after another, and the tribesmen had a new look after taking a bath, making the entire tribe look much more civilized and powerful.

Outside the tribe, several groups of tribesmen set out to hunt prey, but what was different from usual was that this time they not only had to hunt, but also had the task of finding china clay that the priest had assigned not long ago.

A group of six men were walking among the trees and grass. The dead leaves were being trampled continuously, making rustling sounds.

"Brother Spear, is there really white soil?" In the hunting team, Shitou turned his head to the tall and strong spear with a broken left arm.

Hearing this, Qiu, who was walking in front, subconsciously flashed a hint of contemplation in his eyes, as if he suddenly recalled something.

"I don't know..." He answered first, then hesitated a little, "But I seem to have seen it somewhere before. I don't know if I remembered it wrong."

"Huh?" Kuang in the team looked at him in surprise and walked to his side, "Have you really seen the spear?"

"If you have seen it, just think about it. If you really find it, the priests and leaders will definitely remember us as a great meritorious service!"

He put his thick arms on the shoulders of the spear, his eyes full of excitement.

The other three people also gathered around, with eager eyes.

The pressure of being stared at by everyone was a bit too much, so Qiao said a little embarrassedly, "Then let me think about it, but I can't guarantee whether I remember it wrong."

After saying that, he frowned and began to think hard, while the other five people on the side couldn't help but quiet down, waiting with some nervous expressions.

Ten minutes later...

Mao De's brows were still frowning deeply. The memory was really a long time ago, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. If the white soil itself hadn't impressed him so much, he might have forgotten it.

After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't figure it out. People are like this sometimes. The more they think about it, the less they can remember it.

"Forget it." Kuang sighed regretfully, "Let's go hunting first. The place where you found that kind of soil may also be hunting territory. Maybe you remembered it while we were hunting?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but make a joke, but he didn't even care.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mao Hu's eyes lit up slightly. Kuang's words just served as a reminder. With just such a reminder, he recalled the memory.

"You guys come with me!"

He hurried forward.

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