Chapter 140 This wave of priests won

Shi Yuan also wanted to keep Xiong Heng and the others and let them join the White Wolf Tribe.

But it was obvious that these people were unwilling to join them...Shi Yuan didn't want to keep them for dinner.

However, since Long Chen said he wanted to stay, then let's stay for now. We can deal with the rest after Long Chen comes back.

Shi Yuan ordered someone to bring them bamboo bowls and chopsticks.

The first thing Xiong Heng took was the hot and spicy hot pot. He was stunned when he put it in his mouth: "What is this? My mouth hurts."

It smells nice, but it hurts your mouth after eating it.

Priest: "I told you it's not tasty, but you insisted on eating it."

Xiong Heng refused to believe it and took another bite with chopsticks. It seemed to be less painful.

After getting used to the spicy taste, Xiong Heng found the food more and more delicious and fell in love with hotpot.

The priest felt unhappy when he saw that Xiong Heng had quickly adapted to the hot pot.

But he soon figured it out, and leaned close to Xiong Heng's ear with a sly look on his face: "Is it delicious?"

Xiong Heng: "Delicious, so delicious!"

Priest: "Have you ever eaten such delicious food in the Dragon Temple?"

Xiong Heng shook his head without even thinking: "There is no such delicious food in the Dragon Temple."

The priest looked at him proudly. Who on earth was so ignorant?

Xiong Heng: "...Although the Dragon God Temple doesn't have this kind of delicacy, it has a lot of things that you don't have. Not to mention you, even the entire Orc Continent doesn't have as many things as the Dragon God Temple."

The priest looked at him: Please continue.

"For example, the clothes I wear are made only by the Dragon Temple. Other tribes don't have the technology to make them." Xiong Heng said

The priest looked at the clothes on Xiong Heng, then touched his own robe... and looked down on Xiong Heng even more.

His robe was specially made for him by Tu Yue using cotton cloth, while the clothes on Xiong Heng were obviously woven from plant fibers, and the texture was much better than Xiong Heng's... The priest was very proud.

Xiong Heng: “…”

Clothes are extremely difficult to make, and the Dragon God Temple can only produce a few in a year. Only powerful beast kings or high-ranking officials of large tribes have the opportunity to wear them.

Almost everyone here owns one, which shocked Xiong Heng.

"We also know planting techniques. The tribes outside can already barely survive the winter by relying on planting." Xiong Heng has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

"We've planted everything and we can still barely survive the winter!" the priest was shocked.

The White Wolf Tribe has achieved freedom to eat meat... The priest feels that the tribes outside are the backward tribes.

Winning is awesome!

"Young master, they already know how to farm." Xiong Zhi kindly reminded.

Xiong Heng then remembered the renovated land he saw outside the tribe...

"Are you from the Dragon Temple?" Xiong Heng asked. Otherwise, how could such a backward place make clothes and farm?

"Never been there." The priest expressed disinterest.

"You have never been to the Dragon Temple. That is the place that all priests in the Orc Continent yearn for." Xiong Heng was once again shocked by the priest's ignorance.

"I have never heard of it, how can I go?" said the priest. When his teacher taught him to be a priest, he did not tell him about the existence of the Dragon Temple.

Even... they didn't know that there were wider lands and tribes on the other side of the Behemoth River!

"Then have you seen the high priest?" Xiong Heng described the characteristics of the high priest. He believed that the White Wolf Tribe's techniques of making clothes and planting must have been taught to them by the high priest when he passed by their tribe.

Priest: "No, I have only seen one priest, and that was my teacher, but he is dead now."

"Impossible! You haven't even seen the high priest, how is it possible that he can learn how to make clothes and plant crops?" Xiong Heng didn't believe it.

Priest: Look at your rag, is it of the same level as mine? Just what you taught me.

Although the priest thought so in his heart, he did not say it out loud. He did not want others to know about Ange's existence... at least not now. The White Wolf Tribe did not have enough ability to protect her.

The other people in the tribe thought the same thing, and they all pretended not to understand what they were talking about.

So, Shi Yuan hasn't said a word until now, and from time to time he shows an expression that says "Wow, Xiong Heng knows so much" - he is also acting.

It turns out that without the help of the Dragon Temple, they just learned how to make clothes and farm... Xiong Heng couldn't help but think in his heart, could it be that everyone here is a genius?

Xiong Heng came from the Dragon God Temple. He has always firmly believed that while searching for the traces of the Dragon God, he is also shouldering the mission of spreading the Dragon God culture.

However, this small tribe, which he believed, had learned to make clothes and farm without any instruction.

No, he has to think of something that the Dragon Temple has but not here... The Dragon God's dignity cannot be violated, he has to get his face back.

In this tribe, they use stone pots to cook food, and their eating bowls are made of bamboo... He knew there was nothing else here.

"There is one more thing you definitely don't have." Xiong Heng said, "A clay pot."

"What is that?" asked the priest.

Xiong Heng signaled his men to take out his only clay pot.

The production of clay pots is even more difficult. The Dragon Temple may not be able to produce ten clay pots in a year.

Only the Beast King and the high priest are worthy of using the clay pot... There are many priests in the Dragon Temple, but there are less than ten high priests.

The one who came out this time to look for the trace of the Dragon God was the High Priest Tiger, and he brought two clay pots with him.

Xiong Heng was very sure that this tribe had no clay pots, because the only chance they had to see clay pots was from the Tiger High Priest, but they had never seen the Tiger High Priest.

As the young master of the Dragon Temple, he naturally has a clay pot.

This time when he went out to look for the trace of the Dragon God, he brought the clay pot with him, for fear that someone would steal it while he was out.

The clay pot is light, has a large capacity, and conducts heat quickly. The priest fell in love with it at first sight.

The priest turned the clay pot over and over again, looking at it with great interest, and then handed it to Shi Yuan to look at.

After they finished reading it, they looked at each other and said in tacit agreement, "Ask Ange if he can make it."

"Maybe the Dragon God taught her this as well." The priest was very confident.

Long Chen, who was passing by the activity square after picking fruits, said: "..."

This really can’t be taught!

Hearing this, Xiong Heng laughed and said, "Not everyone can make this." These people are so funny that they actually want to make clay pots by themselves.

"This is the technology that the Dragon God specially gifted to the Dragon God Temple. You can't research it out." Xiong Heng finally regained a little sense of superiority.

"Why did the Dragon God bestow so many things on the Dragon God Temple?" the priest asked. Like Shi Yuan, he believed that the Dragon God Temple was just like the Teng Snake Tribe saying that they were the Dragon God Tribe... a title they gave themselves.

Speaking of this, Xiong Heng became even more proud: "The first generation head of the Dragon God Temple once served a real dragon."

"What!" the priest was shocked.

"Really?" Shi Yuan was also shocked.

Although the East Wasteland Forest is isolated from the outside world, stories about the phoenix and the dragon are also passed down among the tribes here.

The reason why they were able to awaken into animal form was that the Phoenix scattered its blood all over the continent, praying for the Dragon God to come. Later, the Dragon God really came and granted them the ability to awaken into various animal forms and possess the abilities of these animals.

From then on, the orcs began to believe in the Dragon God... This was also the only time that the Orcs on the continent saw the true form of the Dragon God with their own eyes.

Since then, no real dragon has been seen again.

The Dragon Temple once served a true dragon—it could only be the golden dragon that saved mankind!

The priest and Shi Yuan were in awe of Xiong Heng and the others: They spoke a little loudly just now.