Prehistoric: Beginning with mediating creation

"How many witches are there in the Rewu tribe?" Luo Zu asked cautiously.

Tang didn't think this was a top secret. After all, the tribe had been dispersed by the demon clan.

"It turns out that there are thirteen shamans. Among them, the clan leader and the great elder are both ninth-level shamans. They are about to become shamans." Tang replied.

"Are there any differences between the shamans?" Luo Zu asked again.

"Yes, there is. I heard that there was no difference at first. Later, when I practiced witchcraft more, I gradually summed up the differences, and then divided them into categories from one to nine." Tang replied.

"So that demon tribe is very powerful." Luo Zu felt even more worried.

Tang nodded and explained: "Re and Qiu Pheasant have been fighting in this land for a hundred thousand years, and there has never been a winner. This time, it happened because Qiu Pheasant Demon Department accidentally obtained a piece of "Lingbao." (P.S. They don't have the concept of year, here is the translation)

"Lingbao?"

Tang explained: "Lingbao is a treasure nurtured by heaven and earth. It has the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, and is much stronger than my strange beast bone stick."

"But Qiu Pheasant had no use for the spirit treasure. They dedicated the spirit treasure to the stars in the sky and asked the demon god for blessing. After receiving the blessing, the leader of the Qiu Pheasant Demon Tribe became a heavenly immortal, and then came to attack our Re tribe. "

After she finished speaking, Luo Zu handed her a bowl of salty meat soup.

She took a sip and her eyes lit up: "This... salty taste..."

"Salt." Luozu said.

After saying that, he handed a handful to her.

He took the soup, twisted it a little with his fingers, tasted it, and his eyes brightened: "Can you give us some of this? I'll trade... this with you."

Tang asked the companion who was carrying an animal skin package to come over, and then took out two things from the package.

"This is your reward for helping us." It was a palm-sized animal head.

The beast's head resembled that of a rat, but it had a raised point on its skull.

"It can be used for divination, and our elders have used it to ask questions."

Then she took out another object, which was a piece of light yellow animal skin with sparse and complex indigo writing on it.

Luo Zu had never seen this kind of writing, and Tang Ze explained that it was a sacrificial inscription from the witch clan, not a witch writing. This kind of writing could reach heaven and earth, and contained a stronger mysterious feeling than the shaman writing.

Witches will use this kind of words when they worship heaven and ancestral witches.

And the thing written with this kind of text will become a weapon after being refined with special techniques, and it can have some special power.

This animal skin has a special power...

"It can store things larger than itself, as long as you recite this mantra——"

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh8hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dd, tt tttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt of dingtts””

"..." Why not call it Macabaka.

Luo Zu was speechless at this mantra.

Of course, this is just because Luo Zu doesn't know the true meaning of this need. If he learns it, he will not have this understanding. Instead, he will automatically recognize the meaning in his mind, and he will not want to hold it back. smiled.

"This is this sacrificial text, have you written it down?" Tang pointed to a text on the animal skin.

Luo Zu nodded.

Do you remember this formula so clearly?

This reminded Luo Zu of a treasure in a film and television drama in his previous life - the Moonlight Treasure Box.

"Then this gives us, you guys..."

Before Luo Zu finished speaking, he saw a stack of animal skins exposed from the animal skin backpack...

"Why don't you use this thing to store other things?" Luo Zu Lingguang's head immediately asked.

"There's no way to save it." Tang shook his head.

Will there be conflicts? Luo Zu thought so.

So what if you store this thing in your own pot of heaven and earth?

"Why not write these sacrificial inscriptions on simpler things, such as clothes..." Luo Zu said and scratched his head.

In this prehistoric era, many people were still naked, and few had jewelry such as rings and earrings.

And no one pays attention to these things.

So what do those innate spiritual treasures look like? Does it really look like a tripod, a bell, an axe, and a tower?

Luo Zu couldn't stop thinking about it.

But Tang gave the answer: "Witch people have their own minds and can swallow a lot of things and carry them with them."

"Heartland?"

"Well, it's just like this." Tang didn't know how to explain.

Probably, the witch people can carve out a piece of land in their heart, which can be used to carry their own witch power and store things.

It is similar to Dantian, but more multi-functional than Dantian.

Luo Zu wanted to understand, so he nodded and dismissed the topic.

"By the way, the leader of the Witch Clan is the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Then who is the leader of the Demon Clan?" Luo Zu asked.

"It's the Heavenly Emperor, but the Great Elder said that their names can't be spoken casually, and you can't even think about it. If you are a demon clan, it may be fine, but if you are a witch clan, there is a great possibility of causing disaster."

"What about our human race?" Luo Zu asked.

Tang replied: "I don't know, because I don't know his name either."

What a simple answer.

Good guy, Luo Zu doesn’t even dare to think about the names of these two people now.

If it was really that name, would it get any response from them?

Could it be said that this prehistoric continent is still some kind of high-dimensional prehistoric continent? Isn’t it the ancient times?

Luo Zu is just a small character now, so he doesn't dare to think about it anymore.

I won’t think about the names of those big names anymore.

"By the way, can you think of the name of the Mother Goddess?" Luo Zu asked tentatively.

But unexpectedly, Tang showed a sad expression: "The Mother Goddess has not responded to us for many years."

For this, she shed two strings of tears, which sounded like pearls.

Luo Zu comforted her: "The Mother Goddess is very busy. Call her more often in the future and she will definitely respond to us."

"What is busy?"

"..."

The topic continued.

She also told Luo Zu about the customs and habits of this Hou Tu ancestral domain.

After all, that tribe has always communicated with the outside world, but the two tribes of witches and liches in the prehistoric land have always had a tacit consensus that before a large-scale war begins, two tribes of equal level can argue with each other. Even if the other tribe is destroyed, the larger tribe cannot participate.

But if the winning tribe uses special means, especially concealing the true situation of its own tribe, such as the Qiuzhi tribe, they concealed the fact that the tribe leader was a true immortal and launched an attack on Re and massacred the Re tribe.

And Tang and his escape is to go to another large witch tribe to seek justice for the Re tribe.

Then the last question.

"Have you seen that giant? A very tall giant. There is a lake over there that was left by him. He just passed by here not long ago." Luo Zu asked with some expectation.

Tang was stunned, and it seemed that he did not expect Luo Zu to ask this question.

"I heard from the elder that he was a Kuafu from the Kuafu tribe."