Chapter 83 Guanyin Soil

Thinking of this, Su Yun suddenly closed his eyes, recalling the feeling of controlling light in his daily life, and in his mind he gave orders to the light in this area.

"Stop!"

As soon as the thought came up, a special feeling of control appeared in his heart. He opened his eyes and followed that feeling, and began to suppress the hidden light in the space of the divine stone.

As he suppressed it, the divine power in his body boiled up, and the divine power was consumed rapidly.

The obscure light began to become uncertain, and the overall weakening was more than one level.

"It works!"

Su Yun's mouth curled up slightly, and he was in a good mood.

However, at this time, with the suppression of the light, his divine power had been consumed by more than 10% in a short period of time.

He was not surprised but happy. The more difficult it was, the more it meant that his premonition in his heart was correct. This move must be extraordinary!

Compared with the hopeless absorption of light, although stopping the emission of light was not completely successful, it proved that it was feasible.

Those weakened lights are the best proof. As long as he practices more, he will succeed one day!

After thinking about it, he calmed down and tried to master the state of suppressing the light.

After practicing for a short time, the divine power was completely consumed.

The gains in the process were not bad. From the effect of suppressing the light at the beginning, the efficiency has increased a little under the same divine power consumption.

"It can only be done slowly with time!"

Su Yun muttered.

Fortunately, the Ice God has been dealt with now. He has plenty of time and can afford to waste it.

Thinking of the Ice God, he suddenly realized that he had not dealt with the Ice Tribe yet.

After all, it is a tribe of 2,000 people. It is not good to leave it alone.

Although the Ice God has fallen, the tribe will weaken sooner or later, but there are some problems in keeping it.

And those people, if absorbed into the tribe after brainwashing, will also greatly improve his strength.

Su Yun fell into thinking. In

this period of time, relying on modern knowledge and experience, he has already emerged in his mind Several sets of brainwashing modes have emerged.

After keeping a set of processes, except for those stubborn and pious elements, others will definitely change their ways and become new people!

However, after pondering for a long time, he finally thought about it and decided not to touch the Ice Tribe for the time being.

Considering that the tribe cannot absorb so many people now,

if there are more people, they may become the host. Moreover, he was going to leave the people of the Ice Tribe alone. When those people realized that the tribe was in a difficult and desperate situation without the protection of the gods, he would subdue them at that time. He believed that their faith should be easier to change.

There was another reason for him to make this decision. He was going to hand over the Ice Tribe to the tribe members to deal with first.

Considering the development of the tribe, more external enemies would give them motivation, and they would not be born in trouble and die in comfort.

Moreover, they could capture those people in batches slowly, so that the tribe would have time to digest.

After making this decision in his heart, Su Yun opened the small black ball to replenish his divine power, and then he fell into practicing new moves.

But before that, he focused his mind on the thread of faith of the old priest and conveyed an order.

He directly handed over the task of finding kaolin, that is, porcelain clay, to the old priest.

"I hope I can find this kind of clay in another world." Su Yun muttered to himself.

Speaking of porcelain clay, he couldn't help but think of another familiar name, 'Guanyin clay'.

In the old society and the three-year difficult period, the poor often survived by eating Guanyin soil during the lean years or famine years.

This soil can satisfy hunger, but it cannot be digested and absorbed by the human body. After eating it

, the abdomen will be bloated and it will be difficult to defecate. Eating a small amount is not fatal. Although people will not starve, they will still die due to lack of nutrition. During the famine, countless people died of suffocation due to eating Guanyin soil, which made their abdomens bloated like drums and unable to defecate .

This is what is called being so poor that they eat soil...

Su Yun thought divergently and sighed, "If there is no such soil, the idea of ​​making porcelain may be directly shattered."

Ordinary soil cannot make porcelain. This kind of snow-white and delicate clay is required to make crystal white porcelain.

After the task was handed down, Su Yun continued to practice, striving to complete this move as soon as possible.

Time passed, night fell, and the bright moon was in the sky.

A peaceful night passed, and the morning light of the next day was dim, and the golden sun shone.

In the Yanhuang tribe, some people are still working hard on construction.

As time went by, wooden houses were built one after another, and the tribesmen looked much more civilized and powerful after taking a bath.

Outside the tribe, several teams of tribesmen set out to hunt. However, unlike usual, this time they not only had to hunt, but also had to find porcelain clay as ordered by the priest not long ago.

A group of six men were walking among the trees and grass, and the dead leaves were constantly being trampled, making a rustling sound.

"Brother Mao, is there really white clay?" In the hunting team, Shitou turned his head to the tall and strong Mao with a broken left arm. Mao,

who was walking in front, heard this and subconsciously flashed a hint of contemplation in his eyes, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"I don't know..." He answered first, then hesitated, "But I seem to have seen it somewhere before, I don't know if I remembered it wrongly."

"Huh?" The madman in the team looked at him in surprise and walked to his side, "Have you really seen Mao?"

"If you have seen it, then think about it. If we really find it, the priest and the leader will definitely remember us as a great achievement!"

He put his strong arm on Mao's shoulder, his eyes full of excitement.

The other three people also gathered around, their eyes eager.

Being stared at by everyone was a bit stressful, Mao said a little embarrassedly, "Then let me think about it, but I can't guarantee that I remembered it wrong."

After that, he frowned and thought hard, and the other five people beside him couldn't help but quiet down, waiting with some nervous expressions.

Ten minutes later...

Mao's brows were still furrowed deeply. That memory was really a bit old, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. If it weren't for the white mud itself that made him remember it deeply, he might have forgotten it.

After thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure it out. Sometimes people are like this, the more they think about it, the less they can remember.

"Forget it." Kuang sighed regretfully, "Let's go hunting first. The place where you found that kind of soil may also be a hunting territory. Maybe you will remember it while we are hunting?"

As he was talking, he couldn't help but make a joke, which he didn't care about himself.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mao's tiger eyes lit up slightly. Kuang's words just served as a reminder. Just with this reminder, he recalled the memory.

"Follow me!"

He hurried forward.

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