After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 44 Lifespan Increases Dramatically, Clan Members in Danger (Please Read Further)
A new thing has happened in the tribe recently: the tribespeople have discovered that the volcano is wearing the face-covering scarf that it wore during the plague.

Confused about what was going on, a member of the tribe came up to ask, and was kicked in the process.

The chieftain then led his men away from the tribe to go hunting.

Ah-chan, who was both a temple priest and a shaman, for some reason, always carried a scroll of animal skin and showed it to everyone he met in the tribe.

A little bit neurotic.

The clansmen were just guessing, so Shen Can was naturally not crazy.

He wandered around the tribe with a scroll of animal skin written in shamanic script.

Thinking that since the children have no talent, what if there is a natural genius? It's not too late to start training at eighty.

He didn't mind his age; his priority was to solve the problem of starting something from scratch.

The presence of ironwood boats in the past and witch knives in the future once again proves that the Lingyu tribe has applied witchcraft to weapon making.

Such a large tribe, if it could use weapons, must have already been widely engaged in aspects of life, such as planting and cultivating shamanic medicine.

A powerful tribe is indeed powerful in every aspect.

a few days later.

clang!clang!clang!
In the southwest corner of the clan's territory, at a stone shed, heat waves rolled in, and rhythmic hammering sounds rang out.

Shen Can stood outside the stone shed, watching Huoshi lead people in forging rivets.

Since the last time we discussed with Huotang about going out to explore the terrain and look for resources, although we didn't find any mineral veins, our people brought back a lot of scattered ores.

What we're creating now are the rivets arranged on the leather armor.

"Temple Master, did I make a mistake?"

Seeing Shen Can staring intently inside, Si Binghuoshi stopped hammering.

"It's okay, you played very well."

Shen Can then looked at another middle-aged blacksmith, "Do you recognize this character?"

"do not know."

The middle-aged blacksmith carried a large hammer, the head of which was bigger than his head.

"It looks like it's dancing with flames."

Upon hearing this, Shen Can was overjoyed.

It's so difficult. He's been wandering around the tribe for days, and everyone who reads the shamanic script has eyes as clear as Ah Yu's.

Water and fire are different, but the flow of water and the flickering of fire have something in common.

"Uncle Shi, I'm taking the man with me. Now you can hire two more blacksmiths."

"Temple, what do you want me to do? I can forge iron."

Huo Zhong, somewhat puzzled, carried the hammer out of the stone shed.

Shen Can glanced at it, thought about it and decided against it; there was no rule from the ancestors that one couldn't carry a hammer when practicing witchcraft.

If witchcraft is applied to the tribe, perhaps a witch-hammer blacksmith can be trained in the future.

"Let's go up the mountain."

The stone steps outside the ancestral temple were covered with drying mushrooms and some firewood that hadn't fully dried. Shen Can took a detour to get back to the ancestral temple.

The clansmen didn't know that their ancestors actually didn't eat firewood.

"Temple, what do you want me to do?"

Shen Can led Huo Chong into the ear hole and handed him the animal skin scroll with witchcraft written on it.

"Look at this, and then write when you've had enough."

He handed the animal skin scroll and pen to Huo Zhong, instructing him to write the nine shamanic characters that constituted the Water Control Technique.

Watching Shen Can leave, Huo Zhong touched his sledgehammer, then carefully picked up his pen to examine it, looking somewhat bewildered.

The pen he held in his hand seemed to have thorns; his hand, which wouldn't tremble even when holding a sledgehammer, trembled as it touched the animal skin scroll.

Shen Can had no idea that the fire was caused by his trembling hands. He followed the passage into another cave where animal oil lamps were burning.

Inside this cave is a miniature sand table.

The sand table is covered with small hills, and water features, rivers, and dangerous areas have all been marked.

After the catastrophe, new tribes have not yet 'spawned'.

Huotang has now led his people to the eastern watery area. Since they have the idea of ​​relocating their tribe, the tribe's focus will shift to the eastern marshland for a long time to come.

Of course, while the focus is shifted towards the east, the northwest and south are not being neglected either.

The vast mountainous and forested land has too many dangerous places. At present, only a framework has been identified, and it will take time to fill in the gaps.

Shen Can looked at the sand table. A flood had caused the Daye Marsh, which was originally 5,000 miles away from the tribe, to expand more than 2,000 miles to the west. Such a dramatic change was still quite shocking.

What's even more shocking is that the Lingyu tribe can travel thousands of miles using floodwaters, running rampant without restraint.

They've turned Ohnosawa into their own fishpond.

With such a large body of water, how many fish and beasts could be caught in one go? The temple of the Lingyu tribe must not be pierced with a knife.

I really envy.

……

"Ah Can, Huo Ning's hunting team has returned, bringing back a live black-striped bull-bodied wolf."

Huo Xian walked to the cave entrance and called out.

The effects of the floods are fading, and wild beasts are reproducing and emerging from the Giant Mountain Range.

The tribe relied on the anesthetic powder he formulated to achieve remarkable results in capturing wild beasts.

Currently, a smaller sub-city has been built in the northwest of the clan city. It is enclosed by three independent hills and used as a breeding ground, where the captured Rift Mountain Kui cubs are all thrown into it.

As for domestication, effective techniques haven't been developed yet; currently, it's a matter of carrot and stick, and the details are still being explored. In the fishpond in the northeast corner of the city, some captured fish are still being raised.

Although they are worlds apart from Lingyu, Zhiyanbu is improving day by day.

Now, every time a hunting party returns, they try their best to bring back the last wild beast they've hunted alive.

Previously, they were afraid of wild beasts struggling, but now the hunting team members all carry anesthetic powder.

After being given a little water, the wild beasts obediently followed back to the tribe, and some even fell fast asleep when they entered the ancestral temple.

……

Inside the ancestral temple.

The bizarre-looking bull-bodied wolf was lying on the wooden frame, still fast asleep.

Shen Can patted it.

"Still sleeping? I'm here to collect your food."

This is a wild beast that has not yet reached a certain rank; it's not that the tribe doesn't capture beasts that have reached a certain rank.

Instead, there are rules for hunting. The wild beasts used for ancestral sacrifices are always the last ones. If you can catch one alive, you catch it alive; if you can't, then so be it.

Ancestor worship is important, but the safety of clan members is also important. We cannot worship ancestors for the sake of worshipping ancestors.

The priest plundered the lifespan of a low-ranking, black-patterned ox-bodied wolf, which was worth fifty-seven years.

Priest; Shen Can

Life span: 1998
The bleeding was carried out methodically, and the blood was smeared on the stone drums and pillars. The meat was then cut up and placed on the offering table.

Our ancestors are doing well too.

Now we have fish and meat to choose from.

After the ceremony, Shen Can saw Huo Chong watching from the ear hole next to him.

Upon seeing him, she quickly shrank back and continued to lie on the stone table.

He went over and saw that after so long, the animal skin scroll in front of Huo Chong was covered with crooked and messy witchcraft writing.

The script of Wu is very mysterious. It's not that you can repair it just by copying it. The reason why the threshold is high is that you can't understand its meaning at all just by looking at its form.

Shen Can currently has no plan on how to teach witchcraft, so he'll just have Huo Chong copy it until he's familiar with it.

into the night.

Shen Can returned to her ear piercing.

His current deductions on witchcraft have formed a pattern of one main aspect and multiple sub-items.

The main focus is on the witchcraft that makes up the Lingyu Water Control Technique.

Over this long period of time, he gradually deduced up to thirty-four.

Huotang brought back four new witch knives, bringing the total to thirty-eight, and the new witch script references also helped his deductions.

The secondary derivations are: a witchcraft-based anesthetic powder, a wheat and millet insecticide formula, and a formula for neutralizing the anesthetic powder.

However, the subsequent derivation of the prescription has a generational gap with the current reality of the tribe.

To enhance the efficacy of a medicine, one must either use herbs with a longer medicinal lifespan or change the type of herb, neither of which is currently feasible within the clan.

The insecticide formula for wheat and millet is fine; wheat and millet are common crops, so it's sufficient.

But Mafeisan wouldn't work. He wanted to optimize it under the existing conditions, which was like making things difficult for himself, Fat Tiger.

But Huotang and he both had the idea of ​​relocating their tribes, and the land near the water really couldn't do without this.

Because the water level has increased, simply throwing anesthetic powder into it is no longer appropriate; it would be better to use a tranquilizer gun or tranquilizer arrows.

into the night.

Shen Can lay on the stone bed to rest.

Firewood, located far to the east near the water, is still busy.

Inside the newly discovered cave, they gathered around a campfire to draw a map, on which was marked a small hill with a bull's nose design.

"Have they returned from the fire pit at Niubi Mountain?"

After a while, Huotang asked.

If you want to establish a tribe in a place near water, you naturally need to thoroughly understand the area in order to assess whether it is suitable as a new homeland that will benefit the tribe's development.

Therefore, he led Huoyan's hunting team to wander around the area again.

The hundred people were divided into more than a dozen teams of varying sizes, and they searched every nook and cranny every day, striving to find out about every place in the vicinity.

"not yet."

……

Niubi Mountain.

"call out!"

Huo Chi shot an arrow into the darkness behind him, but a scream immediately came from in front of him.

"Crash!"

Then the sound of water arose, and Huozhi struggled, but it seemed as if his whole body was encircled by the water.

"Brother Chi, hurry, hurry... *gulp*..."

Before Huozhi could finish speaking, he felt water rushing into his mouth and nose, surging into his chest and lungs, and he was dragged into the water.

"Azhi!"

Huo Chi shouted and nocked another arrow into the darkness.

He could hear noises, but all he could hear was the sound of water, so it was useless. One by one, his tribesmen who had come with him disappeared into the darkness.

(End of this chapter)