The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 481 Large-scale Tribal Flame

Time flies, and before you know it, a long time has passed, just like sand slipping through your fingers.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the Wind Tribe has undergone tremendous changes compared to before.

The river delta area has become flatter, and the triangular houses that were originally made of straw have now been replaced by mud-brick houses.

Although the adobe houses produced by firing were not large, and the roofs were simply made of bluestone slabs from the mountains, they did not have a particularly luxurious feel, but they already possessed a rudimentary humanistic atmosphere and a degree of civilization.

The roads near the delta are no longer so muddy. Someone has laid gravel in the middle of the roads near the houses and compacted it, making the land intact and firm.

The houses, arranged in rows, extend in all directions from a small but magnificent room in the center of the delta.

Downstream in the delta, there are even many cages made of fences occupying a piece of land, where some mountain birds and animals are kept, and they even seem less wild, as if they have become more docile.

The golden pheasant seemed resigned to its fate, staying quietly in its cage as the women of the tribe came to feed it with grass clippings and seeds.

The mountain antelopes do not have the aggressive nature of other animals, and they grow fatter and fatter, appearing much more docile. You can vaguely see several lambs following them, and their bleating reveals a maternal glow.

Several large black pigs were rooting around in the big pigpen. Although they were very dirty and the ground was full of feces, the usually irritable mountain wild boars were now plump and strong. They were not so irritable when they were in heat, and seemed to be lying flat...

The pigs, cattle, sheep and other livestock inside the fence are almost domesticated, and some suitable grains have been planted on some flat land near the houses.

These grains are more like early foxtail grass, untamed by anyone. Because of the abundant spiritual energy in this place, the seeds are exceptionally thick and can be ground into powder.

Walking through the streets and alleys.

The women who originally sewed clothes from leaves, grass roots, and animal hides now showed more decorum and were no longer as rough as they had been in the cave.

Nowadays, these women no longer use stone needles as thick as a finger; instead, they use tiny needles made of silk and bamboo to sew animal skin and linen clothing, which adds a touch of refinement.

A small number of women also wore suitable linen clothes. The delta region is home to many plants, such as flax and ramie. With the food crisis over, there was more manpower to make clothing.

With the whole tribe, young and old, participating, a lot of flax and ramie were woven into clothing and distributed to the tribe, so that most of the children no longer had to go around naked.

In the center of the tribe, inside a large stone cauldron, people constantly throw bits of grass and debris into it, and the flame of civilization spreads from the tribe in all directions.

In the central room of the tribe.

Wearing clothes woven from hemp, the two once rugged tribal chiefs, Shan and Shui, now have a gentler demeanor after tying their hair up with wood.

Although there was still a wildness in his eyes, he did not walk with that kind of rude and domineering manner.

Look towards the center.

All that could be seen was Song Feng sitting cross-legged on several large chairs covered with tiger skins. A continuous stream of divine light filled his body, and many ancient characters seemed to be condensed in his blood.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Divine runes condensed into bells, cauldrons, knives, swords... The powerful divine light grew increasingly intense, illuminating the entire house with golden radiance.

However, in no time at all, the many divine runes that had been condensed together began to slowly disperse, and the dispersed divine runes transformed into many ancient characters that once again merged into the flesh and blood.

This makes the already well-trained body seem to be tempered once again, able to withstand even more force, as if the impurities in the body have been hammered out.

"Clang!"

The clanging sound of swords clashing suddenly rang out from Song Feng, and even the void around him seemed to be distorted by the extremely high temperature.

Suddenly opening his eyes, two beams of divine light shot out from Song Feng's eyes, disappearing in the blink of an eye:
"Failed again..."

With a slight sigh, Song Feng looked at the continuous stream of divine light from the perfectly condensed ancient culture, but he couldn't take it any further, feeling a sense of helplessness.

Having cultivated to the point of divine enlightenment, with three thousand ancient texts condensed into his physical body, making him impervious to swords and spears, water and fire, and possessing the power of a bronze head and iron arms, and the force to split ten thousand jun, Song Feng has not made much progress in the past year.

Although he now possesses the blessing of the Divine Dawn and has an incredibly strong physical body, he can still only walk on the ground.

He has indeed entered the extraordinary realm.

However, he was only at the Divine Travel realm and could not even step out of the second realm of divine runes.

During that year, the tribespeople had already gotten used to changing their tribe name to Feng, which was a real name change.

Song Feng has lived up to their expectations.

They not only taught them three thousand ancient texts, but also taught them various ways of survival, enabling them to escape the cave dwelling life and gradually transition towards civilization.

Even with Song Feng, a figure of a different era, guiding them, the development of civilization cannot be achieved overnight.

Now everyone is very happy, at least no one in the tribe has died from cold or hunger throughout the year, and no husband has died from fighting outside.

Watching Song Feng slowly open his eyes.

Sensing the imposing aura emanating from Song Feng, the two former tribal leaders, Shan and Shui, revealed a hint of shock in their eyes:
"Is this really something a human can do?"

Recalling the monsters Song Feng encountered in the mountains and forests, he could easily defeat them, but the warriors of his tribe could only fight against them.

The difference is too great.

Even with Song Feng's guidance and sufficient food throughout the year, the two of them only managed to accumulate a little over two hundred more ancient texts.

Although this place is considered to be the most lush and verdant area within hundreds of miles, it is still a remote place with no rare and precious materials to enhance their strength.

Legendary rare treasures and extraordinary spiritual roots are located deeper in the Great Wilderness; this place is merely a remote little town.

Looking at the two tribal chiefs in front of him, Song Feng paused slightly before speaking:
"I have driven all the monsters around the tribe out of the boundary. Even if there are a few monsters left, they are no match for the two of you working together."

"Next, I'm going out to the deeper parts of the Great Wilderness to find great demons, study their runes, and strive to achieve divine runes. You must protect the tribe."

Hearing Song Feng say this, and seeing that Song Feng had already made up his mind, the two tribal leaders from Shanshui nodded.

Having known Song Feng's personality for so long, there was no possibility of changing his mind now that he had already said those words.

Moreover, although the Great Wilderness is fraught with endless dangers, for Song Feng, who has reached the Great Perfection of Divine Dawn and possesses an iron body, there is basically no problem as long as he doesn't seek death.

Even among powerful demons of the same level, Song Feng killed more than one in this year.

Unfortunately, those great demons had relatively ordinary bloodlines. Although they could speak human language and possessed remarkable intelligence, they did not develop innate divine runes.

Therefore, Song Feng went to the deeper parts of the Great Wilderness.

He was going to seek out even more powerful demons, to study their ancient divine runes and inscribe them onto his own body, thus advancing to the second realm of the extraordinary. He also wanted to see how other civilizations in this vast wilderness were developing.

After all, he's been here for a year.

Of course, he stayed here for a year not only for cultivation, but also to calculate the time ratio between the real world and this world.

Now that a whole year has passed, he has done all the calculations he needed to make.

If there are no problems, the time ratio is roughly one to twenty, meaning that one year in reality will be equivalent to twenty years in this barbaric world.

Moreover, compared to those others who stumbled around aimlessly, Song Feng already knew the specific structure of this wild world when he first glimpsed it during his brief encounter with power.

They also knew the specific directions of the large tribes.

Each of these large tribes is a super tribe with experts at the Divine Inscription Realm, and some even have tens of thousands of members.

Among these tribes, only those truly possess the divine rune heritage.

Although the divine runes have reached their limit, and the path of cultivation ahead is basically just a concept without a concrete path, this is enough.

They left the Wind Tribe and entered the Great Wilderness.

Song Feng's body shimmered with dazzling light as he ran through the wilderness, sometimes taking a single step that covered hundreds of feet, and even leaping over small hills.

He was extremely domineering.

He encountered some great demons who had also reached the peak of the Divine Dawn realm, and fought with them. Crocodiles lying by the water and divine eagles flying on the mountain peaks were all food for him.

Although these ferocious demons do not have divine markings or naturally occurring precious bones, their bodies possess endless blood energy.

Have a hearty meal.

Gaining some experience is enough.

Indeed, there are some terrifying demons in the Great Wilderness who have been born with divine markings. They occupy the mountains as kings, raise demon beasts, and make the mountains and forests full of ferocious beasts.

Song Feng had tried before to see if his perfect physical body could defeat these powerful demons at the Divine Pattern Realm.

However, the answer is obvious.

In the comparison of physical bodies, Song Feng, who wielded power in Kunlun, had a perfect physical body that was even stronger than that of a great demon who had condensed divine runes.

However, in terms of physical strength alone, the Great Demon with Divine Patterns did suffer a slight loss. But the Great Demon with Divine Patterns did not only grow stronger physically; after condensing divine patterns, it also possessed numerous precious techniques and divine arts.

Each beam of divine light that Zhang spat out was capable of severely injuring Song Feng's physical body, and it even chased Song Feng across more than a dozen mountains before Song Feng managed to escape.

"When one cultivates to the Divine Rune Realm, one can master spells and cultivate precious techniques. Ancient scripts are unified and condensed into spell runes, which can grant one all sorts of incredible abilities."

"With the blessing of divine runes, the speed of the physical body is also extremely strong, and it can even take off into the air and use the divine runes to kill."

Having learned about the power of the Divine Script Realm, Song Feng had gained a certain understanding of himself.

His Divine Dawn Realm meant his physical body was indeed perfectly cultivated; even powerful demons who didn't use divine runes could be suppressed by him.

However, if a great demon were to truly go mad and use divine runes to enhance his physical body, he too would be defeated by a physical body strengthened by divine runes.

If the opponent were to unleash the full power of the Divine Rune Realm, even with Song Feng's perfect physical body, he would still be beaten into a corner and forced to flee.

However, after provoking the Great Demon of Divine Patterns, Song Feng also gained some understanding of the so-called Divine Patterns.

I've started to have some guesses about what lies ahead.

Of course, this can't be blamed on him; the main problem is that this world is really too amateurish.

If we consider the true power displayed by this world, cultivation to the Divine Rune Realm is basically the limit.

But as the future ruler of the world.

He naturally couldn't let his cultivation stagnate at the Divine Pattern Realm, so he had to personally participate, going down among ordinary people to experience it little by little.

Only after truly cultivating to the point of enlightenment can one gain a higher level of understanding of future realms, and only then, upon taking control of Kunlun, will one possess the demeanor of a world ruler.

They continued their journey into the vast wilderness.

After overcoming countless hardships and traversing tens of thousands of miles, Song Feng finally stopped and looked at the large tribe that now lived by the water.

This tribe is now very large; just looking at its area, you can tell that its population is definitely not small.

The entire delta river is vast and boundless, with no end in sight. You can see tiny people, like ants, moving about on the entire delta.

even.

There were still many pieces of mud being fired around the outskirts of the tribe. It looked as if the newly built adobe walls had only been exposed to wind and rain for a few months.

Step into this tribe named Yan.

As soon as Song Feng entered the tribe, he sensed an atmosphere different from this era. Just by looking at the corners of the walls and the few decorations on the eaves, he knew that this was a product of a different era.

A few stone houses are interspersed with mud-brick houses, which appear so fragile yet fresh among the ancient stone houses.

The houses, which originally did not have a very regular shape, gradually began to be built into square cities. Among the old and new, there were even green tiles and blue bricks that appeared near one of the rooms.

Just by looking at Song Feng, one could tell that this must have been the work of an old friend who had entered this wild and desolate world with him.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

After a gentle knock on the door, a familiar figure emerged from the simple house, built of mud bricks and green tiles.

"...Taiyi? How did you get here?"

Upon seeing Song Feng's figure, Chunyang paused abruptly. Chunyang had changed out of his black clothes and put on animal skin and hemp clothing belonging to this era, making him look more like a resident of this time.

Looking at the Chunyang figure gradually merging into the outline before him, Song Feng's lips curled into a smile:
"What, you're only allowed to enjoy yourself in the big tribe, but I can't even get a share?"

Immediately, Chunyang happily invited Song Feng in, and then said with great pleasure:
"I never expected that the few of us who have entered the Wilderness World would meet so soon."

"Emperor Xi, Ji Yuheng, is also in the Yan tribe. He taught many things to the tribe members. He would be very happy if he knew you were here too."

(End of this chapter)