"The exercises have proficiency (

simple.

This was a trait Shen Ling felt from the man wearing the feather crown.

Although he did not describe the uncomfortable feeling, nor did he find a suitable word...

But it was expressed in action.

"thanks."

Facing the wild fruit handed over, Shen Ling reached out and took it, then wiped it with his hand, and bit it directly.

In one bite, it is tender and juicy, and the pulp is crunchy.

"It's sweet."

Shen Ling smiled at the man wearing the feather crown, his face full of joy.

Although he has eaten countless fruits, and he has not tasted any rare varieties, this wild fruit in his hand feels particularly delicious.

It was a completely different feeling.

"Hey-hey."

The man wearing the feather crown showed a simple and honest smile.

After eating the sweet fruit in his hand, Shen Ling continued to move forward with the people behind him.

All the way to the north along the footprints, after walking for more than a day, Shen Ling saw a large number of ancient people gathered in the distance.

That's right, calling these people 'savages' made Shen Ling feel a little inappropriate.

So he thought about it and felt that the name Gumin was a good one...

Ancient people, referred to as ancient people.

"who?"

Before Shen Ling and the others approached, javelins stabbed in front of Shen Ling's eyes.

"Boss, it's me!"

Before Shen Ling could explain, the man behind him wearing a feather crown spoke loudly, and at the same time jumped up and waved to the front.

"Anza?"

Looking at the man wearing a feather crown, the man with a bone crown on his head slowly got up and walked towards this side.

When the man got up, Shen Ling raised his brows slightly.

This leader, the muscles on his body seem to have been developed to the extreme...

The strength seems to be able to reach the Grandmaster level!

It's just that it is different from the master who realized the artistic conception of later generations. The path that this leader takes seems to be mainly based on the body.

This strong body, even walking can make people feel the pressure close.

"I thought you were lost."

When they came to Shen Ling, the leader of the Dijiang tribe looked at the man wearing a feather crown next to Shen Ling.

The man wearing the feather crown, that is, Anza, heard this, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

Looking at Shen Ling, Anza said quickly: "I did get lost, but this lord brought us to find you and the clan."

"grown ups?"

Listening to Anza's words, the leader of the Dijiang tribe had a hint of doubt on his face.

In their tribe, or all tribes, the word adult is not something that can be said casually.

"thank you."

Despite the doubts, the leader of the Dijiang tribe thanked first.

"you are welcome."

Shen Ling smiled lightly.

Then he added: "I brought them here as well, mainly because I want to meet you and ask you something."

"Ask me something?"

The leader of the Dijiang tribe looked puzzled, then looked at Anza, "Can I talk to him first?"

The leader of the Dijiang tribe asked Shen Ling a question.

"Can."

Shen Ling nodded.

He watched the leader of the Dijiang tribe lead Anza to the other side, and he didn't need to guess to know that he was asking about him.

However, Shen Ling didn't care, because he walked upright and sat upright...

Come honestly and don't take the road of conspiracy.

Not long after, the leader of the Dijiang tribe returned with Anza.

He looked at Shen Ling's completely different clothes from theirs with a scrutiny, and then looked at Shen Ling's hand: "Come with me."

"Ok."

Shen Ling nodded in response.

The leader of the Dijiang tribe took him to a remote place, and then only heard the leader of the Dijiang tribe ask, "Which tribe are you from?"

"Sorry, I'm not from either tribe."

Shen Lingdan said with a smile, and silently added the second half of the sentence: I am from the future 10,000 years from now.

Unfortunately, he can't say that.

It's useless to say.

The leader of the Dijiang tribe didn't get the answer he wanted, and he asked again, "Anza said you can make weapons with your bare hands, is that true?"

"Fake." Shen Ling shook his head and denied directly, "I can't make weapons with my bare hands, but I can use a special method to make a weapon that belongs to me temporarily."

When hearing Shen Ling's denial, the leader of the Dijiang tribe was obviously disappointed.

But the second half of Shen Ling's sentence surprised him.

Seeing the curious look on the face of the leader of the Dijiang tribe, Shen Ling stretched out his right hand, and a delicate dagger was slowly condensed out.

"Well."

Looking at this scene, the leader of the Dijiang tribe was very surprised.

He reached out to touch the dagger in Shen Ling's hand, but the moment Shen Ling pulled it back, the dagger disappeared instantly.

Looking at the empty palm, the leader of the Dijiang tribe nodded: "This is indeed not the ability of any tribe I know of."

"Tell me why you want to see me."

Seeing that the leader of the Dijiang tribe finally brought the words here, Shen Ling said solemnly: "I just want to know from you, do you know where the Pangu Axe is?"

"Pangu Axe?!"

Hearing this, the leader of the Dijiang tribe immediately stood up.

He looked at Shen Ling with a suspicious look, his eyes filled with strange surprise.

"Are you from the Demon Race?!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere between the two became slightly depressed.

Shen Ling shook his head decisively: "No, but what is the Demon Race?"

The next moment, an answer that shocked Shen Ling came from the leader of the Dijiang tribe: "Actually, I don't know what the Demon Race is."

"I just heard from the ancestors that the people of the Demon Race are eyeing the Pangu Axe, and they always want to plunder it from here."

Shen Ling blinked.

have no idea?

What about the Pangu axe?

Shen Ling immediately asked: "I am indeed not from the Demon Race, but I need the Pangu Axe."

The leader of the Dijiang tribe asked again: "Why do you need it?"

Shen Ling's tone was a little low: "To save people."

"Rescue..."

Hearing this answer, the leader of the Dijiang tribe blinked, "Your tone is sincere enough, but I can only tell you apologetically, I don't know where the Pangu Axe is."

Shen Ling was a little disappointed, paused for a while and then asked, "Then do you know who knows where the Pangu Axe is?"

The leader of the Dijiang tribe shook his head: "The Pangu Axe is a legendary thing."

Shen Ling's mouth twitched slightly.

The place where he is now is the world 10,000 years ago, and the legends in the world 10,000 years ago may have to go back hundreds of thousands of years.

For such a long time, it is impossible to find a definite result.

But he couldn't find Pangu Axe, he couldn't go back...

Shen Ling looked at the ground.

Although he didn't expect to find the Pangu Axe smoothly after arriving here, there was no news of such a thing at all, which really disappointed him a bit.

etc……!

Shen Ling suddenly raised his head.

This is the world 10,000 years ago, and the source at this time has not died.

That is, if he can find the origin of the world.

There is a chance to find the Pangu Axe.

But how to find the origin of the world?

Shen Ling was embarrassed again.

When Shen Ling was thinking, the leader of the Dijiang tribe bent down and signaled slightly: "I'm sorry I didn't help you, thank you for bringing Anza back."

"If you don't dislike it, you can go with us first."

"We're going to the gravel area."

Shen Ling didn't hear what the leader of the Qing Dijiang tribe said, he just nodded, and then thought, and walked forward with the Dijiang tribe.

Just like that, a few more days.

Shen Ling followed the people of the Dijiang tribe and met another group of ancient people on the way.

For a moment, the sword was drawn...

No, it should be said that the javelin and the wooden spear are ready to go.

"The Gonggong tribe?"

Looking at the obvious signs on those people, the leader of the Dijiang tribe was holding a wooden spear, and the expression on his face was a little bad.

"It's from the Dijiang tribe."

The ancient people of the Gonggong tribe over there glanced at each other, and then turned around and ran behind them, regardless of that much.

The ancient people of the Dijiang tribe moved forward quickly, and soon caught a prisoner of the Gonggong tribe.

However, the prisoner was stabbed in the stomach with a javelin.

It should be impossible to live.

"Hopeless."

Looking at the prisoner of the Gonggong tribe, the face of the leader of the Dijiang tribe was full of indifference.

Just when he was about to use the wooden spear to end the captive, Shen Ling suddenly came over, pulled out the javelin, and pressed a green mass into the captive's body.

Soon, the wounds on the prisoner's body healed.

and woke up.

"God!"

Looking at this scene, the leader of the Dijiang tribe knelt down on one knee, leaned on a wooden spear in one hand, and lowered his head.

Just as Shen Ling was about to speak, the ancient people of the Dijiang tribe and the ancient people of the Gonggong tribe who were rescued by him also knelt down.

What's happening here?

Shen Ling was dumbfounded. He looked at the people who were kneeling and said slowly, "Get up first."

The leader of the Dijiang tribe nodded: "Yes."

As the leader of the Dijiang tribe got up, the surrounding ancient people also stood up.

It's just that, completely different from before, at this time they looked into Shen Ling's eyes, full of expressions of awe and admiration.

"I'm not a god."

After the leader of the Dijiang tribe got up, Shen Ling explained softly.

Unfortunately, no one listened to this sentence.

Because the captives of the Gonggong tribe were standing in front of their eyes at this time.

At this time, the leader of the Dijiang tribe said: "Lord Tianshen, I want to interrogate him first, okay?"

"I... can." Shen Ling wanted to defend, but looking at the ancient people around who seemed to have seen hope, he swallowed his words of defense.

The leader of the Dijiang tribe here began to ask the ancient people of the Gonggong tribe. Several ancient people of the Dijiang tribe came over to Shen Ling.

Seeing Shen Ling, they knelt on their knees without saying a word, and held a child with their hands at the same time:

"Lord Tianshen, please bless my child."

Blessed?

Shen Ling blinked, he doesn't know these things.

But looking at these ancient people with sincere eyes, Shen Ling hesitated for a while, and used his inner strength to condense a drop of the power of longevity, which dripped into the body of the child in front of him.

This is the only behavior that Shen Ling can think of, like a blessing...

Although he did not want to deceive these ancient people.

"Lord Tianshen, please bless my child as well."

Seeing that a child was blessed, the ancient people around were also excited.

Holding children one by one, they lined up spontaneously, accepting the blessing of Shen Ling, the 'Lord God of Heaven'.

Looking at this scene, Shen Ling sighed.

Gu Min's idea was too simple, and he really couldn't refuse.

One after another.

I don't know how long I have been busy, but Shen Ling finally completed the 'blessing'.

When chatting with these ancient people of the Dijiang tribe, Shen Ling knew the reason why these people wanted to seek his blessings.

Because of frequent migration, no permanent residence, coupled with unsanitary food and water sources.

Whether it is the ancient people of the Dijiang tribe or the ancient people of other tribes, most of the children born to them will die prematurely, and very few can grow up normally.

Now I have seen Shen Ling, the **** who can bring the dying people back to life.

They immediately thought of their children.

"Is that so..."

Listening to these ancient people just thinking like this, Shen Ling was really relieved.

The droplet-shaped internal force he condensed with the power of longevity, if nothing else, it is easy to keep these children nourished by the internal force from getting sick.

As for the rest, Shen Ling can't guarantee it...

Like how it grows.

Or what about the future.

"Lord Tianshen."

Shortly after the blessing was over, the leader of the Dijiang Tribe came over and said respectfully, "The question has been asked from the prisoner's mouth~lightnovelpub.net~ The Gonggong Tribe has the same purpose as ours, to go to Gravel Mountain."

Shen Ling blinked.

He found that the leader of the Dijiang tribe was obviously waiting for him to decide at this moment.

But he is obviously just an outsider!

He was just passing by!

What is this!

After hesitating for a while, Shen Ling asked, "What's in the gravel mountain, why are you all going there?"

The leader of the Dijiang tribe immediately replied: "There are a lot of fruits in the gravel mountain, which can satisfy the food for all of our tribe for a month."

fruit, food.

Looking at the ancient people with yellow faces and thin skin, Shen Ling sighed softly.

Sure enough, in this world where even living is difficult.

Food remains high.

At this moment, Shen Ling had no idea.

To be honest, he was still a little worried that if he used some kind of cowardly operation, it would change the normal course of history and affect future generations.

For this, Shen Ling resisted the plan to use the power of longevity to give birth to plants...

He was going to think of other ways.

The solution is not something that can be thought of at the moment, Shen Ling looked at the ancient people around, and said to the leader of the Dijiang tribe: "First go to the Crushed Stone Mountain and see."

"good!"

The leader of the Dijiang tribe responded.

Soon, a group of people began to advance towards the gravel mountain, and the ancient people of the Gonggong tribe who were beaten were pressed forward.

Another five days left.

Shen Ling saw the gravel mountain in the mouth of the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

However, on another road next to him, Shen Ling also saw a strong man who was not inferior to the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

The moment the two muscular men meet, the atmosphere begins...

Wonderful.