Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 681

Chapter 681 Xia Mang (Additional update, please give me a monthly ticket)

Fang Xing is certainly not a god.

He is the Creator, the God of Creation, the God above all gods!

He is the sky, the earth, the fierce beasts, and every primitive man… He is one, and he is also ten thousand. He is everything!
But at this moment, his main consciousness can only shrink into a piece of stone talisman, unable to move, and even more difficult to perceive the outside world.

However, as long as an “outsider” enters, he will know everything about the other party.

After all, the levels are too different.

“You are not a god?” Mang seemed very disappointed. “Then can you tell me how to prevent my tribe from starving to death or being captured by ferocious beasts?”

“I am not God. Moreover, even if I were God, I would not satisfy all the needs of my believers.”

Fang Xing smiled and said, “No one will help you except yourself… I suggest you start studying and then thinking… In this regard, I can provide you with a little help.”

He cannot spread his martial arts, but civilization and other knowledge are not a problem for him.

Civilization can suppress barbarism!

There is no doubt that those beasts represent barbarism, and they are also influenced by Pan Wu!
“Learn? Think?”

Mang was surprised and asked: “What is learning?”

“I will make you more knowledgeable than the grandmother in your tribe. Moreover, if you study here for ten days and nights, only one night will pass in the outside world…”

Fang Xing smiled and said, “Remember… hold your stone talisman, enter a sleeping state, and you can come here.”

“Stone Talisman? Is it that piece of stone?”

Mang seemed to think of something and his eyes widened.

“That’s right.”

Fang Xing stood up casually: “Now, let me teach you the first lesson. The reason why humans are smarter than beasts is that they know how to use tools and techniques…”

“Tools, are they wooden spears and stone axes?”

Mang asked.

“Not just wood and stone, you also need to learn to harness the power of iron and coal…”

“As for combat skills? You need to summarize them yourself…”

Fang Xing guided slowly.

He was not prepared to interfere too much with the progress of this civilization.

Therefore, he planned to let Mang invent a completely new language himself, or to summon “scholars” to invent it after he gained power in the future.

He has a lot of time, so there is no need to rush.

“Pan Wu’s consciousness… can be considered the top fourteenth realm Dao master, and even has the combat power of the fifteenth realm…”

“If it wants to be ‘resurrected’, the carrier must be at least a master of the thirteenth realm, right?”

“This world is still in the barbaric era. Although those beasts are powerful, they are far from the level of a magic master…”

After all, those ferocious beasts can be killed by mortals with wooden spears!

Therefore, Fang Xing knew that his fight with Pan Wu would be quite long!
…

A few years later.

Xiamang tribe.

The former young boy ‘Mang’ has become the leader of the Xia Mang tribe.

With the knowledge he learned from the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’, he taught the tribe animal husbandry and farming, improved weapons, and absorbed other people from the wilderness. The tribe’s population gradually exceeded a thousand people, attracting ferocious beasts.

Chirp!

A two-headed black bird flew over the tribe and suddenly landed, grabbing at several figures with its claws.

Swish!
The sharp claws flashed by, tearing the hide and straw in vain.

It turns out that the ‘prey’ on the ground are just some scarecrows!

Just as the two-headed black bird was puzzled, the cover around it was suddenly lifted, revealing primitive people with bows and arrows.

“put!”

Xia Mang roared and threw the spear in his hand quickly.

Swish!
The long spear was like a dragon, followed by arrows, the arrowheads of which were made of iron.

Puff!

The spear pierced the two-headed black bird, and several arrows hit its wings accurately.

The two-headed black bird screamed and fell to the ground with an unwilling look on its face.

“Chief, let’s kill this beast!”

“The Xia Mang tribe is really powerful… The ‘Liu Mu tribe’ I used to be in had to disband because it had more than a thousand people and attracted ferocious beasts, resulting in heavy casualties…”

An old hunter looked at the two-headed black bird above the ground and swallowed.

“Get rid of the body immediately…if we attract a more powerful three-headed black bird, we will be helpless.”

Mang looked much more mature, with a hint of the bearing of a superior: “Roast the bird meat, and then divide it into two parts. One part will be divided equally among all the people in the tribe, and the other part will be given to each person who worked hard today.”

“Yes, Chief.”

The hunters happily agreed that it would be best to get an extra portion of meat no matter what.

What’s more, the meat of this ferocious beast is more nutritious than the meat of ordinary wild beasts. It will make you warm after eating it, and you don’t need to wear too many clothes even in winter. It is very nourishing.

…

night.

After the celebration, Mang touched the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’ necklace on his neck and fell asleep on the bed.

Inside the Zhenwu Talisman space.

“teacher……”

Mang bowed and said, “I rely on traps, iron weapons… and cooperate with the best hunters in the tribe, but I can only hunt the lowest-level beasts… I still can’t do anything to those beasts that really have supernatural powers…”

“Human power is limited. It is naturally more difficult for you to drag the entire civilization forward by yourself…”

Fang Xing held the golden wine glass in his hand and took a sip casually.

Although he knows a lot of interstellar technology, it is a bit too much to ask him to restore a primitive tribe from the Stone Age.

Therefore, he just taught some simple techniques.

But what was really going to inspire Mang was his martial arts.

Mang followed and learned for a while, then stood up and began to practice martial arts.

Or rather… fighting skills!

The fighting skills of the Xiamang tribe were all learned from fighting with wild beasts and other primitive people. They were very efficient, rough, and primitive…

He was blessed with the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’ and had practiced in the space for ten days while only one night had passed outside, so he naturally had a great advantage.

What’s more… there is also the effect of automatically breaking through when reaching a bottleneck in cultivation.

Hiss!

Mang’s breathing was heavy, like a giant python spitting out its tongue, his chest heaving violently, and every tendon and bone in his body shaking constantly.

suddenly!

He swung his axe with lightning speed.

“I made a breakthrough!”

Mang’s eyes lit up: “My martial arts skills were originally the best in the tribe… and now my fighting skills have made another breakthrough… Perhaps, I can organize them and teach them to the tribesmen in the tribe again.”

“This is your business, I won’t interfere.”

Fang Xing smiled and said, “But do you feel that your breakthrough today was… a little faster?”

“A little faster?”

Mang stared, “Indeed… I originally thought that I would need another thirty days and nights to break through… but I didn’t expect it to be so fast.”

“Obviously, you took something very nutritious.”

Fang Xing said: “Look at your hands.”

“Um?”

Mang raised his hands and was suddenly a little surprised.

He saw that on the back of his hands, strange black feathers had appeared.
Not only that, his claws were longer and his bones were harder, as if they had undergone a transformation.

“Is it the beast I ate?”

Mang waved his claws a few times: “Not bad…”

There was no fear or anxiety in his expression that he would turn into a monster…

In this era, primitive people could only try every possible means to survive.

A little bit of ‘mutation’ is no problem at all.

“Yes, it’s that vicious two-headed bird!”

Fang Xing nodded: “This kind of beast has a strong physique. Eating it can greatly replenish your blood and qi, and stimulate a breakthrough in martial arts… But if you eat a lot of this kind of beast meat, your body may also be stained with a trace of beast blood, and have some beast characteristics.”

“This is good!”

Mang’s eyes lit up: “Our human bodies are too weak… We can be crushed to death by a claw of a ferocious beast. If we want to become stronger, we must practice combat skills and martial arts, kill ferocious beasts, devour their blood, and seize their abilities… In this way, humans will become stronger and stronger, and one day, we will kill all the ferocious beasts!”

“This? It might be a little difficult…”

Fang Xing glanced at Mang, feeling a little reluctant to break this primitive man’s beautiful fantasy.

‘These beasts… were definitely born from the inspiration of Panwu Avenue.’

“Do you think it’s over after we kill them all? There will definitely be more powerful ones to come…”

He could feel that the origin of the world was actually getting stronger as the world continued to operate.

Therefore, the existence nurtured by Panwu Avenue will only become stronger and stronger.

As for Mang’s approach, will it pollute the human bloodline?

Fang Xing said that the human race had long been polluted, and all living beings in this world had fragments of Panwu and Zhenwu in their subconscious, and they could become the carriers of their resurrection!

Therefore, primitive people are also Panwu, so what does it matter if there is one more bloodline?
On the contrary, if these ferocious beasts can be exterminated, it will be a good thing.

“It’s just that Panwu is me, and Zhenwu is also me…”

“It’s all a civil war after all… or maybe… a special kind of schizophrenia?”

Fang Xing smiled and said to Mang: “This is the martial arts you have cultivated over the past few years with the help of others and your hard work… Give it a name. Don’t always call it a combat skill, it sounds awkward…”

“ah?”

Mang scratched his head, looking a bit honest: “Does it sound bad? How about this… How about calling it ‘Xia Mang Eight Styles’? I thought about it for a long time before coming up with this name…”

“Why not call Xia Ji Ba Da?”

Fang Xing rolled his eyes: “Let’s just call it ‘Original Martial Arts’. The most primitive martial arts evolved from fighting with nature and wild beasts…”

He did not directly participate in the development of Yuanwu, but only reminded Mang to integrate the fighting skills of the tribe and then explore them in actual combat.

Then, continue to break the limits in the Zhenwu Talisman!

Today, it has become a simple method that combines boxing, weapons, breathing, and body movements.

“Yuanwu?”

Mang bowed and said, “Thank you for the name, teacher… I will pass on Yuanwu to the warriors of every tribe. I hope that one day, we can kill all those annoying beasts!”

“I’ll wait.”

Fang Xing smiled and said, “However, if you encounter a special beast, you can save some of its flesh and blood and send it to the Stone Talisman Space…”

(End of this chapter)