Immortality, but people in primitive society

Chapter 188 You are very strong now



Chapter 188 You are very strong now

He felt very uncomfortable standing in the void during the day, looking down at the group of people kneeling on one knee below.

But when he thought that he was floating in the air, he felt relieved during the day.

A middle-aged man below looked up and muttered something that Bai Tian didn't understand. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Black Sky City, saying, "Go in that direction."

The other party was stunned and obviously didn't understand.

Bai Tian fell from the sky with a hint of helplessness. Standing in front of the group, Bai Tian gestured with his hands: "Go over there, there's a big tribe over there... Never mind, I'll draw it for you."

It’s so depressing. When will the whole world be able to speak the same language?

Bai Tian drew directions on the ground, indicating that they should go towards Black Sky City.

Now those people finally understood, and they finally stood up, mumbling something.

It was really difficult to communicate, so I didn't continue listening during the day and just turned around and walked away.

Each tribe has a different language and writing system, which is too difficult.

Otherwise, how about we create a unified language?

Once he has an idea, he will do it during the day. Anyway, he is very free now.

Of course, he intended to popularize Mandarin in this world, because he was the only one who could speak it. On the contrary, the language of the Black Sky Tribe was more popular, and both Yancheng and Black Sky City spoke the same language.

During the day, I thought that as long as these two big cities did not fall, this language would spread widely.

So, during the day, I began to summarize the language characteristics of Black Sky City. Of course, most of this was done by referring to the pronunciation of Mandarin.

During the day, this language is called vernacular.

Firstly, he himself was born in the Baishan tribe. Although the roots of this language are from the Lai Ri tribe, it cannot be called Japanese. Secondly, he has the final say anyway!

However, during the day, we soon discovered a big problem: record keeping is a very troublesome thing!

It's not only time-consuming and brain-consuming, but also requires a lot of animal skins. Making animal skin rolls is very troublesome, requiring sun drying and mixing special pigments.

One day, during the day, I started trying to make paper.

In fact, many years ago, Bai Tian also thought about making paper, but was unsuccessful.

He remembered the basic process of papermaking as pounding the bark, soaking it, and then drying it. He didn't remember all those little details, it's been two hundred years, who would remember them?

After a lot of hard work during the day, they still couldn't make paper. The bark was pounded and dried again, but it was still bark, or even worse than bark.

During the day, I started to think about whether I might need to add other things, such as wood ash or quicklime. Furthermore, I needed to mold and press it.

He spent another two months trying to make a paper that was completely unusable. It could be pressed into a large sheet, but it was very brittle and would break at the slightest touch. It had no resilience at all.

During the day, I decided to temporarily put the papermaking plan on hold and make bamboo slips instead. This was much easier...

One day, Bai Tian thought, since I have already summarized the language, why not record the exercises as well. Especially the exercises created by Fuxi before, which can be practiced by most people, it would be nice to pass it on to whoever I meet in the future.

Then during the day I thought, why not create some other techniques based on Fuxi's techniques...

Two years passed in a blink of an eye, and Su Ling still didn't wake up.

He is still alone around the big tree during the day, but he is not lonely and lives a fulfilling life every day.

He had a lot of things to do, such as practicing flying and creating martial arts, recording languages, researching medicine, etc. He was very busy every day.

In the past two years, we encountered two more tribes migrating during the day.

Although they couldn't communicate in the same language, Bai Tian still gave them the skills and maps he had recorded, and then asked them to head towards Black Sky City.

That day, while he was studying his papermaking technique during the day, a familiar figure suddenly appeared.

Bai Tian soon noticed the other party approaching. He looked up in surprise and saw Qiongqi flying towards him.

This Qiongqi is quite magical. It has not died for so many years. Could it be that it is also immortal?

Seeing Qiongqi flying over, Bai Tian smiled lightly: "Sister Qiongqi, long time no see..."

Before he could finish his words, Qiongqi flew to his side, stuck its tongue into his neck, and sucked his blood.

Bai Tian did not resist, and said with a smile: "Sister, you are always like this, it's scary."

Qiongqi inhaled for a while, stepped back, and stared at Bai Tian with a pair of eyes. Its voice turned very old: "You have changed."

Forehead?

I was stunned during the day, and its voice sounded like an old lady!

"Sister, are you... dying?"

Qiongqi still stared at him intently: "You have changed."

Bai Tian's mouth twitched slightly. "I haven't changed. I just became a little stronger through practice. How should I put it? Practice, yin and yang... Never mind. You won't understand even if I tell you this."

Bai Tian turned and walked to the nearby wooden house, took his bronze machete, opened the bone bottle behind the handle, and took out a small red flower. Looking at Qiongqi, Bai Tian took another one.

He returned to Qiongqi with two small red flowers and handed them to her: "Sister, is this useful to you?"

Qiongqi took a look, and whoosh, it rolled its tongue, and the two little red flowers disappeared.

Well, there are only ten left.

Qiongqi ate the little red flower and spoke again: "You are very strong now."

Bai Tian shrugged slightly: "Not bad. Big sister, I think your life is almost over. If you can't, go lie down by the big tree. That tree is quite useful."

Qiongqi turned his head and glanced at the fiery red tree in the distance. Its big eyes blinked: "Can you reach the tree?"

"No." Bai Tian shook his head. "I can only climb to the first branch now, and I almost reached the second branch. But, you can do whatever you want under the tree."

"This tree is magical. I think it should be helpful to you."

Qiongqi didn't say anything, but looked at Bai Tian with a strange look. After watching for a while, it walked towards the big tree in the distance. However, it didn't go under the tree, but just lay down on the grass outside the tree.

I didn't pay much attention to it during the day, thinking that Qiongqi simply didn't like being under the big tree.

But after a few days, Qiongqi started to go under the tree again. Then, it began to sleep all the time.

Well, there’s another sleep god!

Several months passed like this, and I was so confused about how long it had been going on that I started to feel sleepy during the day.

One day, while searching for herbs in the forest during the day, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance.

After flying forward for a while during the day, he was surprised to find that someone was calling his name!

Looks like a Qi fish? !

I flew through the forest in surprise during the day, and after a while I saw the source of the sound. It was indeed Qi Yu.

With Qi Yu was a young couple, and all three of them were holding big swords.

What surprised Bai Tian was that the clothes Qi Yu and the other two were wearing were no longer animal skins, but linen, which looked very much like silk...

Without thinking too much, Bai Tian called out softly, "Qi Yu, I'm here."


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