Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The next morning, Shao Xuan tied up a leather bag with crushed stones and took Caesar to the training ground.

I used to have to be scared when I didn't wake up. If I didn't pay attention, I would get accidentally injured, even hiccups. Now I have a lot of gas, at least not so weak without a beating.

Tribes don't know much about tricks, they just assume a prey and then react more directly based on the habits of the prey.

Some warriors treat the mountain walls as some kind of beast and then add up their fists and feet against the mountain walls. So don't be surprised to see sandstone flying anywhere on the mountain, it's just some totem fighter practicing boxing.

As you can see at the witch that night, the average stone spear can be broken with a punch.

After Shao Xuan ran to the training ground, he picked a mountain, carried another stone, ran from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, and on the way to see which part of the mountain the stone was good, he went to dig.

“Fortunately, there is such a special ability.” Shao Xuan looked at the dark, different grays in the field of vision and was emotional.

Compared to the power of totem, Shao Xuan's other ability undoubtedly helped him a lot, saving him the effort to find it.

Medium or upper grade stone material, Shao Xuan can't beat, punched with bare hands, it still hurts his own hands.

After knocking down the stone, look at the sky. Near noon, Shao Xuan ran back with the stone. Go back to the cabin and eat, and take the stones you dug out to Old Ke's side.

In the afternoon, Shao Xuan arranged to learn stoneware.

Watching simple stoneware has many skills, not just simply knocking.

“First of all, you have to recognize stone matter, even if it's the same hard core, the knocking method is not necessarily the same.” Old Ke pulled out two stone cores of the same stone, "he said.

Shao Xuan looked at Old Ke and tapped one of the pieces directly, while the other was treated cold and hot. Old Ke and Shao Xuan explained the color changes and cooling times after heating several stones.

Some stones change color and texture more or less after heating, while others simply change texture and others do not respond to the heating process. Sometimes the heating has to grasp the temperature, what is the best temperature to peel, what is not suitable for peeling, etc. need to be understood. And this temperature, when there is no precision instrument, can only be measured by feeling, by experience.

For example, Shao Xuan touched the same temperature, and Old Ke touched the stone core a little to say which temperature was higher.

Different stones react differently to different temperatures, heating times, cooling changes, and other personalities.

Old Ke burned one of the two stone cores he had just taken out on fire, holding a stone stick in one hand and sandwiching the stone cores in the middle.

The fire burned very high, like trying to dry people up. It won't be long before they gather next to the fire. Old G's face is full of sweat, but his hands are still stable, and the movement of flipping the stone core is very smooth.

Half an hour later, the core heated on the fire changed from the original gray white to brown red, and Old Gram sandwiched the core from the fire, but did not begin to peel the leaves, but waited for the core to cool down and the brown red to light before starting to peel.

The stripped stone leaves, elongated or round, are almost the same thickness!

How much control can this be?!

At least in Shao Xuan's previous ideas, it is not possible to do this without advanced cutting tools.

The so-called "ideal polishing” is actually a very complicated process that cannot be imagined by those who do not understand it.

Theory was followed by practice, and Shao Xuan practiced stone leaf stripping most of the afternoon.

“Too much waste, come again! ”

“What the hell is this peel? Again! ”

“The hammer control is too bad. Again! ”

“Wait! Can this stone be peeled directly? Have you eaten too much fish? Take it and burn it again!! ”

……

Some people who live closer to Old Grass know that recently Old Grass's temper has gotten worse. Speaking of Shao Xuan, he shook his head and sighed, “Poor child! ”

In fact, the situation in the house is not as tragic as the tribes think.

Old Ke didn't forgive anyone. He was still very bothered with Professor Shao Xuanshi's skills, and he was desperate for the stone core.

Shao Xuan knocked five stone cores in the afternoon, not counting the one he brought with him, the other four were all his own, the stone material was not bad, it was used as a practice stone for himself, it was really a waste, and he didn't want to hurt Shao Xuan himself looked ashamed.

Returning tirelessly from Old Ke to his cabin every day, Shao Xuan felt that his muscles were tingling, and the tingling was getting stronger and stronger. It hurt to bite his teeth when he lit a stone pot. Even worse, he gripped the tiger mouth of the stone hammer. It was hot, and the stone pot frame succeeded several times.

Thousands of hammers, Shao Xuan felt beaten not by the stone core, but by himself, but at night he slept perfectly, and woke up refreshed, as if yesterday's muscle sting was just a delusion.

It is not known whether this is due to the ability of the Totem fighters themselves or another special ability.

Early this morning, Shao Xuan plans to go to the training ground as he did the other day. Yesterday, he looked at a place where the stone material was good, and he could dig up a few good stone cores, so as to save him from knocking Old Ke out of poverty all the time. What should we do?

As he walked, Shao Xuan noticed something was wrong. People who are not so active on weekdays get up early and come together in the same direction.

Thinking about it, Shao Xuan slapped his forehead.

Almost forgot! It's Langa and their hunting day out!!

Lifting his legs, Shao Xuan took Caesar to a place where the crowd gathered.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there is a road that stretches almost straight up, which is higher than the rest of the surrounding area, and on which no house is built, through which the hunting team travels and returns, without disturbing the rest of the tribe.

Over time, this path has taken on another meaning. Tribes call it the "Road to Glory”.

It's like giving a soldier a big goodbye to the battlefield, people are naturally in complex moods, proud, heavy, and hopeful, because they don't know if their families will be well when the hunting team returns? Can you bring back enough food?

Many of the families of the hunting team fighters gathered on the side of the "Road of Glory", from the elderly to the children. When the hunting team returns, these people will be greeted here again. And the mood will be very different on both occasions.

However, in addition to greeting and sending away from the hunting team, this path also represents this meaning in the group of hunting team fighters, a recognition of their own strength, and if Shao Xuan is allowed to describe it, it is a "dazzling road” for many fighters.

When hunting returns, who distributes how much food, at first glance, is as public as the assets. Wealthy people, naturally, don't lack reputation, status, women, these are all things to show off.

“Coming!” someone shouted.

Shao Xuan looked over.

Two hundred people came down from the mountain. The leader of the hunting team was at the front. Shao Xuan had seen him on the night of the sacrifice. Not only was he the leader, but a few people behind him felt familiar with Shao Xuan, all dancing by the fire pond that night.

Everyone who walks down the mountain, whether with a smile on their face or a muddle on their face, takes every step with great momentum and feels like a battlefield general.

Behind the team, among tall fighters, the obviously short ones are eye-catching. Among them are the elder grandson spears of the chief and the flights he had previously shown in front of Shao Xuan.

“Hey, who are those kids? ”

“Being able to follow the first hunt is naturally powerful. ”

“These are some of the best fighters awakened this year. ”

“Hey, is that a spear? A grandson of a chief! ”

……

People talk about it.

Theta Daddy pointed to the flying etc. in the hunting team, to the track: Look, he's about your age, the same group of awakeners, everyone can follow in the first hunt, you?

Racing your neck, “Who told you not to live in the mountains? ”

I choked and slapped him in the face.