Chapter 309

Yuan Zhan frowned. If so, wouldn't the Ancestral God also not want the Divine Blood Warrior to become too powerful? "

Yan Mo patted his head, yes, the abilities of the Divine-Blood Warrior can't be developed endlessly, I think they should be bound by some kind of rules. Tenth-level fighters will probably also become like nuclear weapons, only as a threat and a last resort. "

Nuclear weapons? "

Uh, one of the weapons that the Ancestral God used to have great power, but it also caused great damage to the world, so it was abandoned by the Ancestral God. "

Then if the god-blood warrior is too damaging to this world, will the ancestor god also abandon him? "

Probably. I think if there is no correct cultivation method, it may be difficult for the intelligent creatures in this world to reach the tenth level, and even if they reach it, it will not be very stable, otherwise, can a tenth-level warrior come out and rule the world? "

Yuan Zhan responded quickly. Are you saying that there are no tenth-level soldiers in the three cities? "

I suspect that they don't even have ninth-level warriors, but it is also possible that they each have a warrior of the highest level and threaten each other, resulting in a three-pronged situation. However, these are all our guesses, and we might not be able to figure it out if we don’t go to the Three Cities. "

The Three Cities must go, at least they have to know how many high-level Divine-Blood Warriors they have. "Yuan Zhan has always regarded Sancheng as an imaginary enemy.

Well, I figured it out, we will make paper when we start next year, which is also convenient for teaching and recording. But before that, I have to think about how to filter the sewage produced in the papermaking, otherwise the merfolk will definitely go to war with us. "

papermaking? "

A recording item that is better than slate and can also be used as one of our main products in the future. "Paper, bone tools, red salt, with these three things, Jiuyuan will not worry about becoming rich.

Yuan Zhan looks rough, but he is actually quite sensitive. Is it because the ancestors don't want you to pass on this skill to us? Will the gods punish you? "

Not if I can fix the pollution problem. "After I figured it out, sleepiness also struck, Yan Mo rubbed his eyes and beat his spirits.

Paper can be made, which is a necessities of life for him.

But gunpowder? Until there are no metal deposits, this thing is not very useful to make fireworks and firecrackers? Even if they find metal, maybe they can toss out swords and the like, but guns pào? Sorry, he can only draw, not build.

And since there are bone tools in this world, there must be a reason for it. There is more than one civilization development, so why stick to the development of metals?

On the contrary, the four major inventions of springs, threads, gears, and bearings in the metal civilization he knew might be used in the manufacture of bone tools.

Energy... Yuanjing... Absorbs free energy in the world to recharge... Repeated use, using Yuanjing's bone tools... I wonder if he can make bone tools for heating in the future?

Coal pollution is still bigger. Perhaps the ancestor gods hoped that energy could be multi-faceted, so that human beings should not only focus on coal, oil, and electricity.

This night, before Yan Mo fell into a deep sleep, there was only one thought left in his mind, that is, he must find a smart apprentice who can draw inferences from others to inherit the inheritance of the Bone Refining Clan. He can spend more than his whole life studying all kinds of creatures in this world, how can he still have so much time to invent and create.

Yuan Zhan slept a little later than Yan Mo. He looked at the person in his arms and smoothed his frown when he slept. His priests took on more than anyone else at a young age, and such priests who were deeply favored by the ancestors. It is not safe. If he wants to keep his priest and Jiuyuan, he must become bigger than he is now.

If he can be so big that he is not afraid of anyone, even if the world knows that the fruit of Wu Luck is in the hands of Mo? What if all the tribes coveted his priest? He can kill all those intelligent creatures that coveted Mo and Jiuyuan!

Yu Wu came to him a few days ago and said that he knew the place where a high-ranking soldier was trained. If he wanted to go, he could tell him the location, but Yu Wu also made it clear that the place where he went. Most likely not coming back.

He knew that Yu Wu's proposal for this place of refinement must be uneasy and good-natured. Maybe he wanted to take his priest while he was not there, maybe because he was not pleasing to the eye, and he wanted to kill him silently without sin.

But Yu Wu is smart here, and it is his own choice whether to go or not. The big fish is just providing a location. Even if he really dies in it, it has nothing to do with the mermaid.

Yuan Zhan knew that he had actually made a decision in his heart.

When the slaves from Moran arrive this time, and everything in the tribe is arranged, he will go to the place of practice.

He was afraid of death, and there were piles of things and people he couldn't put down, but he had to become bigger.

If he really died in that place, then he didn't deserve to be the leader of Jiuyuan, and he didn't deserve to be Mo's only companion!

I will return! Yuan Zhan lowered his head, imitating Yan Mo and nibbled on his mouth.

It is on the big river about five or six hundred kilometers away from Jiuyuan.

One after another, the shuttle-shaped wooden boats climbed up from the lower reaches of the river, and their bodies were half-floated on the river.

Standing on the bow of the boat, Qi Yuan saw a few more stone houses on the bank of the river that had been empty.

That room can hold about a hundred people.

How long have they been gone? How could such a big house be built on the shore?

Qi Yuan was surprised. He didn't even think that the seventh-level Divine-Blood Warrior would build a house by himself. He only guessed that Jiuyuan should have at least one or two Divine-Blood Warriors who could control the soil.

When Yuan Zhan and his party stayed in Shilin, Yan Mo urged Yuan Zhan to occupy the nearby site first.

The land by the stone forest and the big river must be occupied. In short, anyone who comes can see at a glance that this land is already owned.

So Qi Yuan not only saw the house, he also saw a huge stone, one side of the stone was flat, and four characters were deeply drawn on it: the land of Jiuyuan!

Qi Yuan didn't know the four words, but he guessed the meaning of the stone.

This place has been occupied by Jiuyuan.

Qi Yuan didn't care either, the land here was wild, and their land was huge, and they didn't care about the land upstream of the big river at all.

Seeing that the Moroccans brought the slaves, the soldiers who stayed behind in Jiuyuan also walked to the shore.

Red salt is ready-made. When the priest went back, he kept all the red salt that he promised to exchange for the Moroccan people.

As for so much red salt, where did the priest put it in and where did he take it out, Jiuyuan Warrior said: "Our priest is omnipotent!"

Chapter 208 I See You Have A Predestined Relationship With Me

Jie--! "

The change went very smoothly. Even if Qi Yuan had any thoughts, when he saw no less than fifty soldiers from the Nine Plains and the huge black shadow that could not be circling in the sky, he hid all those thoughts in his heart and did not dare to show it. point.

That big human-faced bird has the ability not weaker than him, and can attack from the air, he didn't want to offend it at all.

Qi Yuan thought that the big bird was specially arranged by the leader of Jiuyuan to monitor and threaten him, but he didn't know that Lord Jiufeng just saw so many two-legged monsters and delicious Dawuguīs appearing here when he was patrolling the territory, and flew over. Just for fun.

Jiufeng stared at Xuanguī who climbed up the river bank with a very critical eye, and chose which one was the fattest.

Qi Yuan felt inexplicable pressure and scolded his subordinates for speeding up the exchange of goods.

The worn-out fur covering the cargo was lifted, and underneath was a boatload of women and children. These people were all huddled together and huddled under the leather cover. Once the leather cover was lifted, the heat that had finally gathered dissipated. All of a sudden, one by one couldn't help shivering.

Every boat is stuffed with people, and the boat is covered with a lot of grass, and the outermost people are also surrounded by thick grass, but it is not very useful. They are the weakest people and are responsible for giving If the cargo can’t be held against the wind, it will be thrown off the boat to be fed to Xuanguī.

The cold wind was blowing, and a rotten and fermented stench came out from these boats, and even the big winter couldn't cover up the stench.

Meng and Lan Die and the others were still joking with meat and vegetables when the ship arrived, saying that they had to pick people before they were sent back to the tribe. When the Moorish people lifted the leather cover, their eyes widened and their hearts were full of anticipation, but...

Looking at the women who were huddled together, one by one, their bodies were frozen blue, unkempt, and skinny to the bone, the Jiuyuan warriors who believed that they were hard-hearted and cruel no longer had any desire for joy. It was not that they disliked these women. Ugly, thin, dirty, but thinking that these women will be their children of Jiuyuan in the future, their future wives and partners, an indescribable feeling arises in their hearts.

Looking at the children who were either frightened or numb, many Jiuyuan warriors clenched their spears involuntarily.

They are not unfamiliar with this scene. The Awu people look like these women and children in winter. Even in the real world, the warriors may be better, but those slaves are not as bad as the old and weak?

However, they have only eaten for a few months, but not long after they arrived in Jiuyuan, they actually felt that their previous life was like a lifetime, and now these women and children are still showing sympathy?

If their leader wasn't Yuan Zhan, if their priest wasn't Lord Mo, would they be like this too?

The Awu warriors thought that if they could meet Lord Mo and Lord Leader, it was truly the blessing of the Ancestral God and the mercy of the Lord Mountain God.

The original soldiers thought that if there was no Master Mo and the war, they would have either died in battles with the tribes, or had become slaves, how could they have a good life now. Even if they were still on the ground, it would be nice if they didn't starve to death, how could they still have enough to eat in winter, and there were stone houses against the wind and snow and magic coals to keep them warm.

Lan Die wiped his face, his wife and daughter were rescued by Lord Mo himself, and he gave his life to the young priest in his heart. The adults are gone. The later development and the current facts all told him that his original choice was right at all.

These women and children are pitiful, but their misery has ended here. As long as they are loyal to Jiuyuan in the future, they will be able to live a good life with enough food, clothing, clothing and a house to sleep like their family.