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Chapter 809 Wa Island (1)

Not far from the continent where Sui Chao is located, there is a continent that is almost still in a barbaric state.

This continent is extremely large. Even if the land block where Sui Dynasty is located is compared with that of the continent where Sui Dynasty is located is a sesame seed, then this barbaric continent is just as big as a piece of cake.

On this continent, giant beasts are rampant, countless ferocious birds are everywhere, and there are primitive jungles. There are no cities, villages and towns, nor those magnificent palaces and pavilions.

All kinds of intelligent groups are just like when they returned to the ancient wilderness. They rely on natural caves to resist various risks from the outside world and rely on the power of the group to struggle to survive on this crisis-ridden continent.

Crisis is everywhere, and there may be an inexplicable disaster of killing at any time.

Therefore, on this continent, the tribes that can survive are extremely powerful. Even those tribes such as dwarfs and dwarves who are at the end of the food chain in the underground world of Fuxi's Divine Kingdom and are allowed to bully and massacre by other groups, are all extremely fierce.

Here, groups of dwarfs are like marching ants, which can easily kill giant beasts.

Here, after the dwarves in teams of three or five can use their magical powers, they can kill the dragon head-on.

Just south of this primitive continent, above the vast sea, there is an extremely small island.

The small island is shaped like an anchovies, which is more than 3,000 miles long from east to west and only more than 500 miles wide from north to south. The highest main peak of the island is only more than 300 feet high. Compared with the large islands on the Mu Continent that are often radius of millions of miles and tens of millions of miles, this island is so small that it is almost negligible.

The island is full of dense primitive jungles, and small villages are spreading from east to west along the mountains in the middle of the island.

Each of these small villages has at least three or five hundred people and at most two or three thousand people.

Farmland has been opened around the village, including mulberry forests, fishing grounds, etc., as well as tea mountains, medicinal fields, etc.

The villagers strictly followed the living habits of ancient human ancestors when they were still in their primitive state, drilling wood to make fire, burning pottery and weaving nets, wearing animal skins, and relying on collecting natural berries and mushrooms to feed on.

The villagers here are tall and burly men, and all the women are tall and strong. Whether they are men or women, they all have a breath like a dragon, their eyes are faintly bright, and the wind and thunder are accompanied by the wind and thunder, and the rays of light are like the legendary ancient gods.

But no matter how powerful the magic power they have, they are just very simple. On this small island, they strictly follow the oldest and most primitive ways of their ancestors.

In the middle of the island, under the main peak of the mountain range, outside a village that is much larger than other villages, on the flat school ground, hundreds of young children were naked, waving their fists, kicking one-on-one, and conducting the most basic fighting training.

Although they were young, when these children punched and kicked, their fists were like meteors and their legs were like big axes. When they swung each punch and kick, they made a loud thunder sound. Children who looked only three or five years old seemed to have already had the cultivation level of the Divine Realm.

According to the state of the most common practice system today, these children are already gods when they are born.

Dozens of strong men with exposed upper bodies, long hair scattered behind them, and their burly bodies spewed out their eyes with divine light. They stood on the side of the school field, constantly spitting out exquisite practice formulas from their mouths.

If Wu Tie were here, he would definitely be extremely shocked.

Among the cultivation formulas that these great men spit out casually include the "Yuanshi Sutra", the "Nine Turns of Mysterious Kung Fu", the "** Xuan Fu", the "Pangu Sutra", the "Wanjie Sutra", and even many of them exist in Wu Tie's memory library, but he never had time to practice the magical secret techniques.

Especially the "Yuanshi Sutra"... Wu Tie is not the only person in this world who practices the "Yuanshi Sutra".

The bodies of these children were winding like dragons, slowly flowing on them. The cultivation level of these children, many of them, have reached the fifth level of the divine realm...

He was born in the realm of divine spirit, and then he turned around and re-edited the "Yushi Sutra"... How mysterious changes would this cause are difficult for Wu Tie to know.

In the middle of the village, under a very large thatched hut, nearly a thousand young girls wrapped in animal skins were kneeling beside the square stone slabs, listening quietly as the professor of a long-haired woman in the middle of the hut.

"It is the natural obligation of those savage boys to defend tribes and defend tribes."

"And the women of our Wa clan inherit wisdom and preserve the fire, and in this long night, they will keep the last glimmer of hope for the Pangu clan."

"Therefore, you all remember that those male tribesmen can be irritable, angry, jealous, and hatred... They can do whatever they want and use their lives as the price in exchange for temporary comfort."

"And you, the most outstanding women of the Wa clan, are calm, calm, absolutely calm; in absolute calmness, use your wisdom to judge everything, measure everything, and decide everything. Each of your decisions is not only related to the life and death of the tribesmen around you, but also... affect the life and death of the entire Pangu clan."

"So, you are born to work much harder than them. It is enough for them to learn how to fight, and in addition to fighting, you must also master countless knowledge."

"This is the first day you come to Wa Island. You must understand something. Our clan inherits it like a light in a hurricane that may be extinguished at any time. You are the wicks in the light, burning yourself and illuminating the clan."

"Today's first lesson starts with the creation of characters by the Saint Cangjie."

"We need to figure out what the meaning of the text is."

The voice of the long-haired woman was heard far away with the wind. Outside a crude wooden house not far away, under a very simple thatched sunshade, two extremely elderly women sat on two tree stumps, holding clay tea cups in their hands, drinking steaming big leaf tea.

The quality of tea is very average, and even the ordinary tea drinks of small landlords in Wu Tie, which have three or five hundred acres of land, are not as good as the daily tea water. They are the most common tea trees in the mountains, and the finished products that are picked off by the sun.

However, the two old women were satisfied. They blew and took a sip. Their whole body was filled with an inexplicable sense of prosperity, well-being and great joy.

The animal skins they wrapped around were worn for many years. The skins were grinding and all the hairs on them fell off.

But the topics they talked about were enough to shake the entire Sui Dynasty and the entire Wu Kingdom.
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