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

Chapter 184 The Temple's Doppelganger Eats Ore, A New Crisis for the Tribe!
It's impossible for a corpse to come back to life.

He had no consciousness at all; only his life force and scattered soul power remained within his body.

Shen Can took him back to the ancestral temple.

The boy's body had its celestial meridians forcibly opened later in life, which was actually not a good thing for him.

The person who does the work is crude and far less capable than someone who does it themselves.

After spending several days carefully examining it, Shen Can discovered something the size of a speck of dust, shimmering with light, between its flesh and blood.

These brilliant lights have already merged with flesh and blood.

In his divine perception, these subtle lights were actually mineral dust.

In the blacksmith's workshop of the tribe, when some iron ore is broken, the powder that flies out sparkles.

However, the light shimmering from the iron ore powder was on a completely different level from the light shimmering from the boy's body.

Shen Can removed a mineral powder particle from the boy's body and wiped the surface of flesh and blood clean.

It sticks to your finger and you can see it everywhere.

It's like a shining little star.

The boy was found by the thousand-year-old monster of the Luoshui tribe, but as for where he was found, even the three elders of the Luoshui tribe didn't know.

All they knew was that many years had passed, and after they took over, they tried to refine it, but unfortunately, the filth on their bodies clashed with the spiritual light on the boy's body.

Without a doubt, the ancient monster from back then coveted this young man's body.

Even the Heavenly Vein was opened up with the help of external forces, only to find that it was not suitable for him at all.

Although there were minerals fused within the boy's body, Shen Can did not find any other problems after a thorough examination, so he prepared to refine him into his own clone.

Although the Three-Headed Secret Technique has been comprehended, it was originally taught to a specific person for practice, so it still needs to be modified to suit the specific circumstances.

In the days that followed, Shen Can focused most of his attention on refining his clone.

And there are new changes within the clan every month.

At present, the focus of the moxibustion team is on recuperation, with small-scale raids into the mountains to hunt down the Xiaoyang. For the Xiaoyang that have retreated to the east, scouting and reconnaissance are being maintained to find their new gathering places.

The Jishanbo tribe has now mostly turned to recuperation and development, while the Xiaoyang tribe of the Mukang lineage is being closely watched by the Yanran tribe.

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A small river valley area.

The houses are scattered along the riverbank, with the tallest building being the sacrificial hall.

To the left of the sacrificial hall is the clan affairs hall, and to the right is the clan soldiers' hall.

Outside the houses, the flat area is covered with undulating, crisscrossing fields, where people are busy working everywhere.

Tweet!
A loud cry rang out, and a small sparrow, its body shimmering with blue light and tinged with a few shades of iridescent color, spread its wings and flew over.

Following behind was a chubby, somewhat festive-looking little dragonfish, which came riding the clouds.

"Slow down, I fly slowly."

Upon seeing the arowana and sparrow, the people working in the field waved to them.

The children, especially those playing along the edge of the field, jumped up with joy and chased after him.

"Dragon...dragon...dragon dragon..."

"Azure Phoenix!"

Amid the children's cheers, the elders of the tribe shouted towards the sky.

"We don't need to water them yet."

"The millet seedlings will sprout in about five or six days, and then they will need to be watered."

When the little dragonfish and the little sparrow first emerged from the valley, it truly surprised the tribe.

Legend has it that there were wind gods and rain gods in Yongshan back then, who could conquer all directions and also control clouds and rain to nourish agriculture.

I never expected that there would be a Little Wind Master and a Little Rain Master in my own family.

Hearing that this area didn't need rain, the little dragonfish and sparrow that had come down to rub against the babies prepared to get up and leave.

This is no longer a river valley; it's surrounded by farmland, where farmland is busier most of the time.

Of course, this ability to control clouds and rain is also a form of cultivation for both of them, as it can accelerate the absorption of the precious blood hidden within their bodies.

"Wow, the dragon won't leave! Grandpa needs to water the plants!"

As soon as the little dragonfish and the little sparrow left, the children who had gathered around became unhappy.

Why aren't you watering it? You should water it.

The sounds of wailing and crying rose and fell.

Seeing this, the little dragonfish circled in the air once. It had seen this scene many times before. It opened its mouth and raindrops fell down on the little children.

"It's raining, time to go home and bring in the laundry!"

The group of children, forgetting their crying, ran off in a chaotic mess.

Then, the little dragonfish and the little bird flew over the valley and through the undulating hills, entering a lush green area.

Neatly laid-out plots of land stretched out, and seedlings sprouted from the soil.

In the fields, the tribespeople use hoes or simply squat down to remove the weeds next to the millet seedlings.

At the end of the country path, rows of stone houses stand beside the river bend.

The most prominent building is still the sacrificial hall.

In the open space in front of the hall, a dozen or so children were practicing boxing.

The little arowana only brought some rain to a field before flying away with the little sparrow.

While walking through the mountains and forests, you can see a group of people hunting in the mountains when you look down.

People are fishing by the river and marshes.

"Little Sparrow, it's getting dark. Let's go to that settlement ahead and rest for the night."

Upon hearing this, Little Sparrow glanced at Little Dragon Fish with her crystal-clear, jade-like eyes.

"it is good."

When the little dragonfish and the little bird landed in the settlement, the first to cheer were the children in the settlement, who rushed home one by one to find fruit.

The little arowana was quite generous; it would eat whatever anyone offered and stick anything to anyone who wanted to.

On the contrary, the little sparrow was a bit aloof. It flew to a big tree, folded its wings, and tilted its head to sleep.

The little arowana opened its mouth, waiting for the children to finish feeding it, and then began to chat with the people who gathered around in the village.

After migrating here, we can estimate how much grain each acre of land can produce this year, and how many babies were born in each family, how many acres of land were newly reclaimed.

And who has lost their life after being bitten by a poisonous creature while hunting or farming?

The little dragonfish didn't interact with the village chief or the shaman; it just chatted with ordinary villagers.

This is the task assigned to it by the temple: to get closer to the children and the clansmen.

Whatever news or situation you hear, go back and tell the temple.

After wandering around for several months, when the little dragonfish and the little sparrow returned to their homeland, some settlements had already harvested a crop.

The large quantity of millet was safely stored in the granary, bringing peace of mind to the entire clan.

They have food and meat to eat, a safe place to live, clan soldiers who patrol and protect them at all times, and the wind god and rain god who bring clouds and rain.

The chaos that originated from the migration of the tribe gradually subsided.

Back in their ancestral home, the little dragonfish and the little sparrow lay outside the main hall of the ancestral temple.

The attendants and guards standing outside the ancestral temple stared intently ahead; they had seen this scene many times before.

In the entire tribe, only these two auspicious beasts are allowed to lie outside the ancestral temple looking for the ancestral tablets. These attendants are all young and strong men selected from various settlements, and they are rotated every six months.

During the six months they guard the ancestral temple, they will receive guidance from the temple's guardians. If there are sacrificial rites, they will assist the clansmen in completing some of the ritual steps.

This is also a form of rotational training. During the process of each batch of people being stationed here, they will gradually and unconsciously identify with Zhiyan and regard themselves as a part of Zhiyan.

The little dragonfish lay outside the ancestral temple gate, cautiously peering inside. It saw Shen Can busy at work, with a young boy standing quietly beside him.

It carefully closed its two little front legs, bowed to the shrines and spirits in the ancestral temple, and left with the little sparrow.

Shen Can ignored Xiaolongyu. This guy usually came to his door begging for food. If he had something urgent, he wouldn't be so cautious.

Not long after, Shen Can walked out of the ancestral temple and headed towards the clan hall.

Behind him, the clone of the boy followed closely, and at first glance, it was impossible to tell that the two were connected.

Upon arriving at the clan hall, they found their disciple Huo Yun there as well.

Before Huotang was a book that Huoyun had just compiled, which Huotang was reviewing.

The book contains only medical knowledge. In the Great Wilderness, the probability of a tribesman suffering from a serious illness is actually far less than that of being poisoned or injured.

Especially when hunting or farming, there are too many poisonous snakes, insects, rodents and ants, and you can often get bitten if you're not careful.

Most poisons are not actually fatal, and the clansmen's physical strength has also been enhanced through martial arts training. Most of the poisons only cause wounds, swelling, and pus discharge. However, if left untreated, the condition can worsen.

In particular, with millions of people being released to cultivate the land, incidents of bites from venomous creatures such as snakes, insects, and rodents have become increasingly frequent.

Huo Yun then led his disciples, recruited shamans and doctors, and visited elders in the clan to collect various prescriptions and compile this herbal formula.

Besides treating wounds from weapons and detoxification, it also has remedies to help postpartum women replenish their qi and blood, treat babies who cry incessantly at night, and treat intestinal parasites.

In addition, there are a few simple incantations for the art of incantation.

Similar to the barefoot doctor's manual from Shen Can's previous life, the goal is to first popularize it.

"it is good!"

After flipping through it, Huotang was very satisfied to see that it included illustrations of common snakes, insects, rodents, and herbs.

Over the past two years, he has been extremely busy, working hard to lay the foundation for the tribe.

"Ah-Can is here."

"Master."

After Shen Can entered the clan hall, Huo Tang handed the herbal prescription to Huo Jun and said, "Distribute it to every settlement as soon as possible."

Huo Yun nodded and quickly left the clan hall with Ben Cao Fang, knowing that her master must have something to say to the clan leader.

Before leaving, Huo Yun glanced at the boy behind Shen Can, but didn't seem particularly curious.

Once only two or three figures remained in the main hall, Huotang pointed at the young man.

"Ah Chan, is this it?"

At this moment, the boy stepped forward and said, "Clan Chief."

Huo Tang stepped forward, carefully examined the boy's clone, and even gave it a squeeze.

"Although he looks like a teenager, his manner of speaking is exactly the same as yours."

At this moment, countless fine threads appeared within the boy's clone, connecting his flesh and bones.

"It's just that their strength is a bit low."

Huo Tang could tell at a glance that the boy had a Heavenly Meridian within him. Although there was blood energy flowing within it, he was only roughly equivalent to a martial artist at the first or second level of the Heavenly Meridian.

"Yan Wanyun cultivated for nearly a hundred years before reaching the Divine Treasure Realm, while I have only been cultivating for a few months."

At this moment, Shen Can and the boy's clone spoke at the same time, their voices converging into one.

"Furthermore, my secret technique has been re-developed. Although it originated from the Three-Headed Secret Technique, it has undergone significant changes and is no longer comparable to the original."

Shen Can is still exploring the concept of clones; in his original form, it's equivalent to having two perspectives.

Even though he separated a portion of his soul seed and placed it into the clone, and began to devour the remaining soul power within the clone, the separated soul seed was still under the control of the original body.

His subjective consciousness can be transferred to his clone at any time, allowing him to take control of the clone.

After learning about Shen Can's clone, Huo Tang flipped through the thick stack of animal hides on the table, pulled out a few, looked at them, and said, "The past few months while you were refining your clone, Yongyi has been quite lively."

“Didn’t we label Aoshan as a human traitor? Now there’s news in Yongyi that we are the traitors, that we made peace with Xiaoyang, which led to Xiaoyang’s southward march.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Can thought to himself that what he said made a lot of sense and was quite reasonable.

However, noticing the strange change in Huotang's expression, he said, "Could it be that the tribes of Yongyi are planning a northern expedition against us rebels?"

"No."

Huo Tang shook his head slightly and handed the animal skin paper containing the message to Shen Can.

"See for yourself."

Shen Can grabbed it and took a look.

Happy.

News of the peace treaty between the three tribes of Ji and Xiaoyang circulated mostly in the south of Ji, but it did not cause much of a stir.

Only two or three hundred thousand Xiaoyang troops went south, yet they wreaked havoc on a large area. If Jidi really wanted to make peace with Xiaoyang, would Xiaoyang have sent only this many people south?

In contrast, the message sent out by their three proclamations really dealt a blow to the Aoshan Earl's tribe.

There are already forces secretly making moves against Aoshan.

It is unclear which parties are involved, but there are more than one group involved, and it is also unknown whether they are working together.

The Aoshan tribe's trading caravans were attacked everywhere, and unrest broke out in the market cities they controlled. All the tribe's soldiers were gathered in the tribe's territory for defense.

Shen Can slammed the parchment in his hand onto the table, almost laughing.

If you really believe that Aoshan is a traitor, then just openly and legitimately carry out a siege and suppression.

What kind of underhanded action is this?

He immediately understood the problem.

"Aoshan is still the fattest piece of meat; our three tribes of Ji can't compare!"

"In the eyes of many tribes in Yongyi, the Xiaoyang tribe is nothing more than a minor ailment, and they have never paid any attention to it."

Huo Tang wholeheartedly agreed, as he had been paying close attention to the situation in Yongyi.

"They don't distinguish between true and false information; they only look at pure interests."

"The war drums of the Aoshan tribe were personally crafted by the Marquis of Yongshan. There are rumors that they contain the Marquis's legacy, which is why they are now coveted by other tribes."

"In addition, news that Xiaoyang has the inheritance of the strongest fist technique of the Marquis has also spread in Yongyi."

"A few days ago, the Jishan Marquis's tribe sent a message saying that an unknown divine treasure from Yongyi had forcibly entered the Jishan Marquis's tribe to inquire about the Supreme Fist Technique."

Yongshan sent a message urging us to be vigilant, as the tribes in the southern part of Yongyi are more concerned about the succession of the title of Earl and Marquis than those in Xiaoyang.

Our tribe's shrine spirit was once a soldier of Yongshan Town. If this is discovered, we'll likely become the target of everyone's attacks.

Upon hearing this, Shen Can nodded; this was indeed a bit troublesome.

Once the news spreads that the sacrificial spirit is a soldier from Yongshan Town, some tribes will really come after the Blazing Flame Tribe.

After discussing it, the two decided that if anyone tried to force their way into the ancestral temple, they would have no choice but to try their best to stop them.

"Give me a batch of good quality ore from the spoils I collected earlier."

At this moment, Shen Can spoke up.

Huo Tang didn't ask Shen Can what he was doing, and casually said, "We didn't use much of that batch of high-grade ore, so you can go and get it."

Shen Can didn't want the ore to forge magical artifacts, but rather to feed his clone.

After gaining initial control over the clones, I prepared to try cultivating them. However, I discovered that compared to witch medicine and Originium, the clones naturally had a affinity for minerals.

(End of this chapter)