Inside and Outside World

Just like Chen Beixue can feel the spiritual power contained in the Olympic flame, the old priest of the Black Bear tribe is always accompanied by "fire", and he is also very sensitive to the difference between ordinary flames and firewood - the fire inherited by the human race.

In Yan Luo's hand, the flame showing the phantom of the five rings of the Olympic Games is not a firewood, but it is obviously different from ordinary flames.

"Didn't you say you don't spread fire?"

The old priest was surprised and delighted, but his heart was full of doubts: "What are the five wheels on your flame?"

Yan Luo: "..."

People in ancient times could not understand the five rings of the Olympic Games.

"These five wheels represent gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, which are the innate five elements. This is the sacred fire of the five elements. The five elements are the foundation of the world, so it is also called the fire of the world. After the chaos is opened, Wuji produces Taiji, Taiji produces Liangyi, and Liangyi Transforming the five elements, the five elements transforming all things, this is also the fire of creation." Yan Luo ran the train with his mouth full, and soon the Olympic flame in his hand exploded.

It is still ancient times, and the old priest with a very pure personality opened his mouth wider and wider, and even felt deep reverence and fear.

Chen Beixue curled her lips while listening.

"The fire of creation..."

The old priest took a few deep breaths, calmed down the shock of hearing this word, and said, "I can feel the power in your flame...but I don't know if it can resist the darkness."

In this era, the most respected in every tribe is the priest, but the most respected on this continent is undoubtedly the fire bearer.

In the following time, Yan Luo was in the black bear tribe, and was awed by everyone. At noon, a little girl wearing animal skins, under the sign of other tribesmen, cooked a few bad rice in a pottery bowl. Tuantuan walked up to him, then knelt down and raised the pottery bowl with both hands as if worshiping and offering tribute, and delivered the food.

Blindfolded Yan Luo saw all this in the panorama.

"Thank you, get up."

Yan Luo did not reject the tribal people's kindness, he took the pottery bowl and ate the few rice balls.

The little girl looked at the rice ball with a slight desire, but immediately lowered her head to cover her eyes. Because of the low farming ability and the curse of the earth, most of the land has become a polluted land. The food is the most precious, and the fruits collected from the woods and the wild animals hunted are the most common food.

Don't think that these are better than rice and noodles. In this era, the fruits that have not been grafted and improved are sour and astringent, and the hunted animals lack seasoning and even salt, which is also difficult to swallow.

In fact, the hunted beasts, after the fur and skin are peeled off, and the large pieces of meat are roasted on the fire, are eaten by men who need to fight. Women and children can only eat soup boiled with bones and wild vegetables—if there is no If you hunt wild animals, you will be hungry.

A few rice **** are a drop in the bucket for Yan Luo's current appetite.

In the panorama, Yan Luo looked at the little girl who bowed her head in fear. This is a little girl who is only about o years old. She has not been destroyed by too much labor. She is unique to this age. She wears a yellow beast She wore a leather skirt, and a piece of animal skin was wrapped around her upper body, covering her green and slightly plump breasts. Her skin was a sun-baked wheat color.

"Here, take it and eat."

From the storage space, he took out a small porcelain bottle and poured out a Linggu pill. The pill was small, milky white and unremarkable.

The little girl took the elixir with some fear. She didn't understand what it was, but when she put it in her palm, there was an alluring fragrance of food, which made her throat tremble uncontrollably, and she opened her mouth to put the elixir on it. in the mouth.

"Um?"

The little girl was stunned, and then a surprise surged from her face: "I'm full!"

For her, the number of times she has eaten enough has been too infrequent since she can remember.

"Yan Luo..."

Chen Beixue said: "Give me one."

Yan Luo took out another Linggu Pill: "Hey, come and eat."

Chen Beixue: "..."

With a straight face, she took the Linggu Pill: "Is it a elixir of the cultivation system? You actually have such a thing. There are not many concocters who have mastered alchemy and the elixir that can be circulated in various worlds. Hmm... This elixir can only be used as food, and it is not something to cherish too much, but unfortunately I don’t like to go shopping in the commercial district, otherwise I would buy a few bottles if I encounter it.”

After eating the Linggu Pill, Chen Beixue looked at the little girl, "What a cute kid, what's your name?"

"Me? I don't have a name."

The little girl shook her head: "I'm not qualified to have a name yet."

"what?"

With Chen Beixue's IQ, it is obviously impossible to understand how important a name is in this era: "This is too much, Yan Luo, can you give her a name?"

"casual."

Looking at the little girl again in the panorama, she was dressed in tawny animal skins, with malnourished yellow hair, thin and small, almost like a hamster, Yan Luo thought for a while and said, "I'll give you a name." How about Weibu, Xiaobu?"

"Thank you for the name, my lord." ..

The little girl was about to shed tears of joy, she quickly knelt down and kowtowed respectfully to Yan Luo.

"Why don't you just name it? Why are you so happy?" Chen Beixue was very surprised.

The little girl with the wheat-colored animal skin stood up and ran back to the women of the tribe, and the old priest came over at this moment: "Did you name her?"

"Yes."

"Is that so..." the old priest was silent for a while and said, "I hope you can treat her well in the future."

Yan Luo: "?"

Giving names is not only in this era, but in fact also has special significance in later eras, elders to younger generations, parents to children, owners to the owned—for example, slave masters to slaves.

Words are sacred. Only a few people in a tribe can have names. Only priests who have mastered mysterious powers are qualified to give names to others. Yan Luo is from other tribes, but as a "priest" he happens to have qualifications.

As an outsider, giving a name to a woman from the Black Bear Tribe meant taking her away. The little girl herself did not object, nor did the old priest of the Black Bear Tribe. It was all decided—from now on, The little girl "Xiao Bu" became Yan Luo's person.

Yan Luo also felt something was wrong when he saw Xiao Bu walking over with a small package and standing behind him.

Only Chen Beixue~www.wuxiaspot.com~ still said in doubt: "Huh?"

"Buried...you are the most beautiful child of our Black Bear Tribe. From now on, you will be the priest of Dongtu Datang, and you must serve him well." The old priest said with a serious face.

"Yes." The little girl nodded.

Yan Luo: "..."

As time goes by and night comes, fires are lit one by one. Yan Luo stands by a fire, and he wants to test whether the Olympic flame can withstand the so-called most terrifying "darkness" in this world.

The sun in the sky put away the last ray of light, and the next second, the tide of darkness flooded the earth in an instant!

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