Because he was strong.
So Houxi was not fast.
As the son of the leader of the rear tribe, he had always taken it as his life goal to become the next leader.
Cultivation, fighting, hunting, what a fulfilling and happy life, but now he had to protect a guy who was not even as good as a bug.
The most hateful thing was that this protection had no time limit.
Therefore, even if he thought of the embarrassing scene of his father being beaten by his mother like a wooden stick, he could not feel happy.
He had some understanding of Xie Tian.
They lived under the same roof in March, and he had witnessed Xie Tian change from a person who could not walk to a person who could walk.
Every time he went out to hunt and talked to his companions about this, it would lead to laughter.
The laughter came from the joke.
In his eyes, Xie Tian was a joke.
But now, he was protecting the joke.
Every time he thought of this, his faint and steady breathing would become more and more hurried.
"Maybe when I go back, as the next leader of the rear tribe, I will also become a joke …"
However, it was difficult to disobey orders.
Especially when he heard his father said that this was an order from the priest.
Houxi felt very wronged, but he could only follow the order.
The result of following the order was that he, the next leader, actually attacked a ladybug.
He felt that this was simply a humiliation to himself.
But he had to do it.
Otherwise, if the little bug who was not even as good as a ladybug died, everything would be over for him.
With this feeling on the road, Houxi's inner torment, entanglement, grievance, and resentment could be imagined.
Therefore, if he wanted to clear up misunderstandings, he had to communicate.
As long as the two sides communicated, Houxi would find that Xie Tian was more aggrieved than him.
Just like Houxi had to protect Xie Tian, no matter how aggrieved Xie Tian was, he still needed to think about his own path.
But this was an unprecedented problem.
Entangled with the problem was the path of body refinement that he had chosen.
As smart as Xie Tian was, he could not find a clue to solve the problem for a while.
This was one of the purposes of his leaving the tribe.
For six consecutive days, walking and stopping, Xie Tian walked through a wilderness road that was not far away and saw signs of human habitation.
"It is a small market belonging to the rear tribe …"
Barren hills and unruly rivers.
The distance between the tribes was very far.
The bazaar became a necessary product for exchanging needs.
You catch birds, I catch beasts. You have bird feathers, I have beast skins. This kind of imbalance was the reason why transactions were necessary.
Of course, the market did not only sell meat and fur.
A clay pot.
Stone material.
Fishing nets.
Hunting tools.
The seemingly simple and unadorned daily utensils were actually of extremely high quality.
Compared to the simple tribes, the market was more prosperous.
Xie Tian decided to stay for a few more days.
Looking back, he realized that his habit was gone.
It was not that he had given up on himself, but that no one was allowed to fight in the market.
With this rule protecting the little worm, Hou Xi felt that he could temporarily leave for a while to vent his anger.
After walking for a while, Xie Tian found that although the market had a common currency recognized by all the tribes, there was no lack of barter.
There were also those who were not satisfied with the existing goods, and the customers asked the boss to make them on the spot or to order.
Looking at the clay jars that were comparable to immortal artifacts taking shape in the soil, Xie Tian felt that he had entered a splendid world of the beauty of power.
This was a unique display of power.
With the help of the Nine Words Technique, he felt that his control of power had reached its peak.
Looking at the process of the clay jars taking shape, Xie Tian vaguely understood one thing. His control of power might be very brilliant …
But what about further down?
It was like a straight line with no end at both ends. It seemed to be vertical from top to bottom, but how would one know which end was the sky and which end was the earth?
In a trance, Xie Tian seemed to see a brand new world.
But this world was too new, and he did not have much understanding of it.
But at least he could be sure of one thing …
"Compared to the hands that were making the clay jars, my control of power is too simple …"
If he had to explain the feeling of power …
Xie Tian thought for a while, and a word popped up in his mind — return to simplicity.
At least in his opinion, if he used the same amount of power to play with the mud, even if he played with it for ten years, he would not be able to make a clay jar that was comparable to an immortal artifact …
And looking at the shape of this clay jar, it was only used to hold water.
"Let's walk a bit more …"
Observing the process of making the clay jars, Xie Tian's paste-like sea of consciousness seemed to have a little light.
But it was not enough.
Next …
He saw a shop owner use his thick ten fingers to weave a glowing fishing net.
He saw a shop owner use a rough stone knife to dissect a wild beast's corpse as if he was playing with it. The bones were bones, the flesh was flesh, and the tendons were tendons.
He saw a shop owner rub his palms, and the beast hair that could pierce through the body of a Heaven-Breaking Tier cultivator obediently became a bundle.
He was fascinated by this kind of simple strength that changed for the sake of life.
Finally, he saw an old man.
Even though he had shrunk his body size, the sitting old man was still more than six meters tall.
The dozing old man set up a stall. There was no one around, only goods.
The goods were stone sculptures of different shapes.
This kind of thing that only a snot-nosed brat would be interested in, Xie Tian originally planned to glance at it, but after glancing at it, he turned his gaze back to the stone sculptures.
Then, he squatted down and carefully observed the stone sculptures.
There were five rows of stone sculptures on the stall.
Each row was a series.
There were nine stone sculptures in a series.
Nine stone sculptures, all of them were the same wild beast.
At first glance, the nine stone sculptures looked similar, but upon closer inspection, one would discover that the nine stone sculptures of the same wild beast were different.
The first stone sculpture on the left only had the rough shape of the wild beast, and was still very lifelike.
The second sculpture slightly added the patterns of the wild beast, and was even more lifelike.
The third sculpture, the four limbs of the wild beast formed.
The fourth sculpture, the claws of the wild beast formed.
The fifth sculpture …
The sixth sculpture …
The seventh sculpture …
The eighth sculpture …
The ninth, the wild beast, came to life.
Shaking his head to dispel the feeling of absurdity, Xie Tian looked at the ninth wild beast again, and found that it came to life again.
At this time, he finally confirmed that this feeling was not absurd, but real.
He could even smell the stench of the wild beast's breath.
Xie Tian, who was filled with admiration, stood up.
But just as he straightened his body halfway, his expression froze.
After three breaths, he slowly squatted down again, and his gaze once again fell on the nine stone sculptures.
But this time, he started from the ninth sculpture.
The ninth, the wild beast came to life.
The eighth …
The seventh …
The sixth …
The fifth …
The fourth, the claws of the wild beast formed.
The third, the four limbs of the wild beast formed.
The second sculpture slightly added the patterns of the wild beast's body.
The first sculpture only had the rough shape of the wild beast carved.
Then, his gaze fell on the first sculpture, and he did not move.
At this moment, the snoring old man opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Xie Tian.
When he saw the image of the first wild beast trembling, roaring at the sky, and patrolling its territory in Xie Tian's eyes …
He sighed happily, as if to say — — I can finally open my shop today, and I can drink wine.
Just as he was happily fantasizing, the image in Xie Tian's eyes changed again.
The wild beast disappeared.
The straight line that represented the control of power appeared again.
At the end of the straight line was the ninth stone statue that had been polished to the pinnacle of perfection.
The straight line that was facing downwards was the first sculpture that had been cleverly chopped with a few simple strokes of the axe.
Even if this straight line that represented the control of power had no end … …
But Xie Tian suddenly understood, the combination of cleverly and cleverly, was the light that appeared in his mind.
And this light, might be the breakthrough to solve the problem of the Evil Body.
"Senior, can you teach me how to make stone sculptures?"
The old man was kicked out of the ocean of happiness by this sentence, and was stunned for a while before he asked: "Learn this, for what?"
Xie Tian said softly: "I want to carve myself."
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