Martial Arts Have Mastery

"All skills have proficiency ()"

Compared with the sweet and soft fruit, the rough flatbread is not delicious.

This is like the big cake drawn by the boss of the company. It looks okay, but it's a bit hard to swallow...

In addition, Shen Ling didn't have a pot in his hand, so he only used a stove made of ordinary stones.

Even the cakes are made on top of stones.

It's normal that it doesn't taste good.

But for Shen Ling, this was a good start. After all, there was already wheat, and all that was left was to improve the cooking tools.

The ancient people in this world knew how to make fire, so he only needed to teach them the craft of making pottery.

These actions are very meaningful in Shen Ling's view.

Wheat may not taste as good as the sweet fruits these ancient people are used to eating.

But it means that these ancient people have officially left the life of searching for food everywhere.

From this day on, farming civilization...

This is how it sprouted.

"ceramics?"

Seeing Shen Ling playing with mud over there, the ancient people next to him also sat down in a decent manner.

They looked at the suggested stove that Shen Ling set up, and watched Shen Ling make the soil into a shape bit by bit...

"The viscosity is not enough."

Looking at the soil in his hands, Shen Ling felt very difficult.

In fact, he doesn't know much about making pottery, at most he knows that pottery is made of clay.

This means that he needs to explore the process of ceramic manufacturing bit by bit.

And the ceramics are finished.

In this way, when the ancient people around were bored and didn't know what to do, Shen Ling himself fell into a busy situation.

After experimenting over and over again, Shen Ling found that soft clay was the most suitable choice for him at present.

But soft clay is not easy to find...

But there are many others!

Looking around at the ancient people who were lying on the ground and didn't know what to do, Shen Ling clapped his hands and gathered a lot of eyes.

"Come here."

After waving to the leaders of the Dijiang Tribe and the Gonggong Tribe, Shen Ling called the two of them to his side.

"See this thing?"

Pointing to the clay under his feet, Shen Ling said to the two people who were nodding, "I need a lot of this clay, can you help me find it."

Although it was a questioning tone, it was for the leaders of the Dijiang tribe and the Gonggong tribe.

This is the order of the gods!

They led people excitedly to start looking for clay, and soon got a lot of clay back.

In less than half a day, Shen Ling felt that the clay he could not use up had already piled up in front of his eyes.

"very good."

He nodded to the ancient people in front of him.

Shen Ling continued to experiment.

Blanks are made, dried in the sun, then fired...

After working for more than ten days, something that could barely be regarded as ceramics appeared in front of Shen Ling's eyes.

"Try it."

Touching the things in his hands, Shen Ling sighed slightly.

Don't dare not know, it turns out that making ceramics is not an easy task.

Especially for him who is not very skillful.

With ceramics, the cakes Shen Ling made this time are much cleaner...

However, there is no seasoning here, let alone sauce, and only cakes are eaten, which is obviously still the same as before.

hard to swallow!

how to fix...

Shen Ling muttered for a while, then looked at the weeds on the ground.

By the way, wild vegetable soup!

Do as soon as you think of it, Shen Ling doesn't know too many things, but he knows that mother-in-law Ding can eat...

Coupled with this ancient world, the mother-in-law Ding is especially big.

Shen Ling quickly found some.

Wash it, cook it...

After the test was completely successful, Shen Ling began to ask the leaders of the Dijiang tribe and the Gonggong tribe to bring people over.

He's going to teach these people how to make pottery.

Although it should not be considered ceramic.

But that's okay.

taught the ancients to farm,

He also taught the ancient people to make ceramics, and Shen Ling then taught the ancient people to make tools.

Especially building houses with wood, and reclaiming stone and so on.

At this moment, the image of God Shen Ling became more deeply rooted in the eyes of these ancient people.

In this way, time passed slowly for a year.

Shen Ling gave everything he knew to the ancient people of the two tribes, and at the same time became the gods of the two tribes.

Just when Shen Ling was a little confused and felt that he seemed to be going astray...

The third tribe appeared before his eyes.

"It's a member of the Houtu tribe, Lord Tianshen."

Looking at these comers, the leader of the Dijiang tribe quickly recognized them.

Backland Tribe...

Hearing the familiar name, and thinking of the Dijiang tribe and the Gonggong tribe, Shen Ling suddenly had a flash of understanding in his eyes.

Why is this name a bit like the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

"Go and have a look."

Nodding to the leader of the Dijiang Tribe, Shen Ling walked down the wooden fence and walked towards the people of the Houtu Tribe.

After a year, relying on the joint efforts of the Dijiang Tribe and the Gonggong Tribe, there is already an obvious prototype of a village in front of this gravel mountain.

"what."

Seeing Shen Ling, a hunter from the Houtu tribe suddenly rushed forward with a wooden spear.

Just as the leader of the Dijiang tribe next to him focused his eyes and was about to face the battle, Shen Ling stretched out his hand to stop him.

"when!"

There was a crisp sound.

The hunter of the Houtu Tribe looked at his broken wooden spear, and suddenly there was a trace of bewilderment in his eyes.

Can't stick, can't pierce...

The weapon is still broken.

At this moment, a stern shout came: "Disrespect to the Lord God, court death!"

It turned out that the leader of the Dijiang Tribe, who had been a little angry for a long time, was instantly ignited when he saw the hunter of the Houtu Tribe attacking Shen Ling.

During the year of meeting Shen Ling, no matter whether it was the leader of the Dijiang tribe or the leader of the Gonggong tribe.

It is very firm that Shen Ling is a god.

Disrespect to God.

Never!

As soon as the words fell, the leader of the Dijiang tribe made a bold move, and sent the hunter of the Houtu tribe back to the other side with one punch.

"Dijiang Tribe?"

Looking at the leader of the Dijiang tribe, the hunter of the Houtu tribe flashed doubts in his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Shen Ling, a guy in a weird costume, but he didn't expect that Shen Ling was followed by a member of the Dijiang tribe.

The hunters of the Houtu tribe glanced at the leader of the Dijiang tribe, and saw the crown made of bones.

Suddenly there was a trace of consternation in his eyes.

"The leader of the Dijiang tribe?"

He made a questioning sound for the second time, and the hunter of the Houtu Tribe touched his chest.

He was still wondering why the people of the Dijiang tribe were so powerful, but he didn't expect that the person who attacked him was the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

and many more……

The hunter of the Houtu tribe belatedly thought about what the leader of the Dijiang tribe had said before.

Lord God?

he?

Looking at Shen Ling, the hunters of the Houtu Tribe were full of doubts.

Ignoring the hunters of the Houtu tribe, Shen Ling asked directly: "Why did you come here? What is the purpose?"

"We need food."

An ancient woman from the Houtu tribe spoke.

Shen Ling looked over, and saw that the ancient woman also had a bone crown on her head.

However, the strength of this female ancient citizen seems to be very weak...

Compared with the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

It's a world of difference.

As if sensing Shen Ling's doubts, the leader of the Dijiang Tribe said slowly, "My lord, the Houtu Tribe has always been led by women."

"Oh, that's it." Shen Ling nodded.

Although in such an ancient era, it feels a bit strange for a woman to be the leader.

But thinking of being a Houtu tribe, it's a bit weird, but it feels very reasonable.

After all, in Taoist mythology, there is indeed the title of Empress Houtu.

"He called you Lord God?"

Over there, the female leader of the Houtu tribe looked at Shen Ling and asked slowly.

"I'm not a god."

Shen Ling shook his head resolutely, although the leaders of the Dijiang Tribe and the Gonggong Tribe always referred to him as Lord Tianshen.

But one must have self-knowledge, and Shen Ling is very clear about himself.

He is human.

At best, he is a stronger person.

"Can……"

Just when the female leader of the Houtu tribe was about to speak, Shen Ling's voice suddenly appeared: "If you need food, you can exchange it with labor."

"Work?" The female leader of the Houtu tribe was stunned.

Later, under Shen Ling's explanation, the female leader of the Houtu Tribe understood what Shen Ling meant.

It's just that she still couldn't understand what Shen Ling said.

Shen Ling also knew that she didn't understand.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you can understand it soon after getting in touch...

After all, farming is definitely not easy if you understand it, but it is not difficult at all if you say it is difficult to get started.

Even if a bunch of seeds are sprinkled like a mess in spring, there may be a little harvest in autumn.

Easy to get started, hard to master.

Farming is not that simple.

This is Shen Ling's point of view, because compared with the tenant farmers of the Shen family, he is a layman in the field of farming.

soon.

Under Shen Ling's arrangement, the ancient people of the Houtu tribe were led by the ancient people of the Gonggong tribe and the Dijiang tribe, and began to step into the pace of farming civilization for the first time.

Farming, growing vegetables.

Make ceramics.

At this time, Shen Ling realized that he had too little.

It would be great if there was a character like Shen Nong...

Looking at the ancient people of the three tribes in front of him, a flash of understanding suddenly flashed in Shen Ling's eyes, and then he shook his head self-consciously.

He realized that he seemed to be in too much of a hurry, wanting to pile everything on to these people who lived thousands of years ago.

But in fact, even without his appearance.

The future is still bright.

As long as you do what you can do well, other things will come naturally.

Thinking of this, Shen Ling's heart suddenly widened.

Going with the flow is an attitude in life, it is a result of not forcing things after doing your best, it does not mean lying there and dreaming...

Waiting for the opportunity to come to your door.

Looking at the ancient tribesmen in various situations, Shen Ling once again put a smile on his face.

At least at this moment, he didn't feel scheming from any of the ancient people.

Perhaps it is because the IQ is not fully enlightened.

Selfishness does not show itself in the crowd either.

"thanks."

Not long after, the female leader of the Houtu tribe found Shen Ling and respectfully thanked Shen Ling.

"you are welcome."

He didn't say too much, and Shen Ling didn't make any excuses.

Truth be told, he was really helping the Horde tribe.

There is nothing to shy away from.

He is not arrogant.

In this way, the Houtu tribe also lived on the side of the gravel mountain...

What Shen Ling never expected was that the leader of the Dijiang tribe actually hooked up with the female leader of the Houtu tribe.

It's not right to say that they are hooking up, the state of the two of them is very similar to free love.

But when the leader of the Dijiang tribe appeared in front of him with a disappointed face, Shen Ling felt another feeling in his heart.

This guy seems to have lost his love...

"My lord, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Looking at Shen Ling, the lost leader of the Dijiang tribe lowered his head.

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

Shen Ling looked at him and asked suspiciously.

The leader of the Dijiang tribe said softly: "I was kicked out by her just now. She said that she only wanted one child, and now she already has a child."

just want a baby...

Forehead.

Shen Ling was stunned for a moment, at this moment he suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

The female leader of the Houtu tribe may not like the leader of the Dijiang tribe, but in order to be able to give birth to a strong child, she chose the powerful leader of the Dijiang tribe.

There is no love, just using...

What a pitiful look.

"It's ok."

Shen Ling comforted the leader of the Dijiang Tribe, "In the future you will meet the most suitable person."

Shen Ling didn't have a deep understanding of feelings.

After all, Yang Yun was basically chasing him backwards, and Gan Yu'er was even more so.

Shen Ling doesn't quite understand women's thoughts...

Anyway, at this time, I can only talk nonsense.

After some simple consolation, the leader of the Dijiang tribe finally got better.

After the leader of the Dijiang tribe left, the leader of the Gonggong tribe suddenly came over, looked at Shen Ling and said, "My lord, I plan to take people away."

"Leave..."

Shen Ling looked at the leader of the Gonggong tribe and nodded slowly.

He has no idea of ​​ruling the world, so he has never restrained any ancient people.

Although he intervened in the progress of this world's development, he did not intervene in other things.

For example, in the part of ruling, Shen Ling gave up.

"when are we leaving."

Looking at the leader of the Gonggong tribe, Shen Ling asked again.

"In a few days."

The leader of the Gonggong tribe said softly, "My tribe has learned what you taught us, and in the future we will uphold your will to live a better life."

My will, how can I have any will.

Shen Ling blinked, shook his head slowly, but did not speak.

Soon, the leader of the Gonggong tribe left.

The top of the mountain where Shen Ling was, returned to the silence again...

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Shen Ling turned his head to look, only to see a sound coming from the wall in the distance.

He closed his eyes and opened the Eye of Longevity.

A huge bison appeared in his field of vision...

Not one!

It's a group!

When he felt that those bison were charging against the wall, Shen Ling had to make a move.

He doesn't need to shoot, but for these rough-skinned and thick-skinned bison...

The hunting efficiency of the ancient people can be described as extremely low.

"Snapped!"

At the moment when the wood of the fence collapsed, the ancient people surrounded inside saw pairs of scarlet eyes.