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These black desert people were obviously not the kind of fighting members. They were followed by Chen shisan for a while. They picked some melons and fruits all the way and threw them into the bamboo basket. They spoke a dialect that Chen shisan didn't understand. When he turns around occasionally, Chen shisan finds out that they are women.

The black desert people really have no aesthetic feeling. From the back, men and women are the same. They are all naked, and their heads are full of braids and headgear. They can only see their chest from the front. There are two baggy women hanging down. The division of labor of this tribe is more detailed than that of the pesomo tribe. Men hunt and fight, women take their children to pick berries, and their activities are only near their homes.

After tracking them for half an hour, Chen shisan arrived in front of a stockade. It turned out to be a big stockade. It seemed that there were at least a thousand people living in it. It was already a huge stockade in the primitive tribe, probably the center of the black desert people's tribe.

When he found the enemy's nest, Chen shisan no longer had to hide his body. He stood up straight and rushed in. He has great confidence in his body. Basically, he is immune to all kinds of attacks. Bullets don't hurt. Spears prick his body like scratching. Even grenades explode at his feet, just like firecrackers. It only makes local parts of his body feel feverish and numb for a while.

The black desert people have no way to fight against such a strong body.

When Chen shisan rushed into the stockade, kicked down the gate more than five meters high, and overthrew the two huts, the whole stockade was startled, and ran like the end of the world. Some men gathered together with spears and drew at Chen shisan from a distance, but no one dared to rush up. Obviously, the image of Chen shisan on the ridge has spread here. The black desert people were scared.

"Hoo Hoo Fairy grass Where is the fairy grass? " Chen shisan yelled, his eyes suddenly fixed on the tall building in the middle of the stockade.

It's a pavilion like building. It's actually very high. It's ten meters high. From the columns to the beams to the roof, it's made of thick wood. This is the most magnificent building in the stockade full of thatched cottages. There are many symbols carved on the main entrance of the pavilion, which Chen shisan can't understand and naturally doesn't care about.

What he cares about is that there is a green plant in the pavilion. It's strange that plants grow in pavilions and can survive without sunlight all day long. This plant grows in the center of the pavilion, surrounded by wooden railings with thick bowls. The inside and outside of the pavilion are spotless. There are huge earthenware jars in the four corners of the pavilion, which are full of water.

Chen shisan recognized at a glance that the plant was the fairy grass he was looking for. This is well documented in the treasure house of knowledge, even how to use and cultivate it.

At the next moment, Chen shisan rushed over, which surprised the black desert. Hundreds of people rushed up to stop him. But for Chen shisan, it's a group of ants. They fly them with their fists and legs raised. More than 100 people can't stop him at all. The gate of the pavilion is too small. Chen shisan grabs the doorpost and shouts "Hi." then the pavilion is on its half. He grabs the roof and shakes it to the left and right for a few times. Then, just like lifting the lid of a pot, he lifts the roof up and down, and the pavilion falls apart. The last thick log was smashed backward by Chen shisan, and the dozens of people who caught up with him were smashed to the ground, their heads broken and bleeding.

Chen shisan has already stood in front of immortal grass. Immortal grass is only a very small plant. It's not suitable to say that it's grass. It's more like a tree, a reduced version of the tree. More than a foot high, the crystal green trunk is only thick with little finger, and the crown is the size of a bowl cover, with dozens of leaves on it.

Eating the leaves above can detoxify. Chen shisan is not polite. He takes off more than ten leaves and chews them. The entrance of the leaves is full of body fluid, just like drinking fairy water. Some unknown reactions occur in the body quickly, and the dense air surrounds the body.

I was bitten by more than a dozen snakes. It should be enough to eat more than a dozen leaves. Chen shisan didn't eat any more. He put out his huge hand into the soil, dug out the immortal grass and kneaded it into a ball. Looking at a pot with a big mouth in front of a hut outside, he reached for it and planted the immortal grass into the pot with the soil. Then he poured some water into the jar, and the fairy grass was successfully transplanted by him. This thing has strong vitality. As long as there is a pinch of soil, it can survive. It can't die.

Of course, if it wants to grow healthily and rapidly, it still needs to improve the environment. Just like the black desert people, they build a pavilion for it, cultivate fertile soil, and irrigate it with rootless water.

However, Chen shisan has no time to cultivate it carefully for the time being. He collects immortal grass just to prevent it from being bitten by snakes in the future. It doesn't matter whether it grows well or not.

"Ouch God "The Phoenix God cries..." All of a sudden, there was a prayer outside. Chen shisan found that the man who had knelt on the ground outside was an old man with a white beard. The white beard was a foot long and thin, but he had the highest status. At this time, he was leading the crowd to pray to Chen shisan.

Chen shisan can understand this situation. The old man is the sacrificial priest of the tribe. They see that they have destroyed the pavilion, eaten the immortal grass, and regard themselves as a terrible immortal. In the cognition of the people in the black desert, immortal grass can't be eaten. Eating it will not only lead to heartburn, but also bring endless disasters. Only true gods can eat it. They worship the Phoenix God, and naturally regard Chen shisan as the Phoenix God.Chen shisan was too lazy to pay attention to this stupid thing. At this time, he was enjoying the joy of rebirth. He found that his body was slowly shrinking, the wound was healing and recovering, and all the bullets that had been shot into his body fell out.

A quarter of an hour later, he has returned to his original appearance. After a careful study, nothing is missing or added. He is still a complete Comrade Chen shisan. In this way, Chen shisan is still not at ease. The operation of moral magic power has a comprehensive internal view of the body, and the result is still very good. He is fresh and fresh. Although he has not increased any real Qi and mental power, his comprehensive recovery is the best news.

Just then, Chen shisan felt his wrists itching. He looked down and almost jumped up. A colorful snake was winding up his wrists. This snake is as like as two peas that bite before, but it is a small size. It is usually a long one. It is only a inch long. It is considered a beautiful match.

Although it's small, it's the king of snakes. Those little snakes are its descendants. It was only after it gave birth to those little snakes that it was raised by the black desert people.

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