"Jirigulu..."

The little fat man kept shouting and screaming.

The creatures and civilizations in this space will be erased again every tens of millions of years.

It is normal that the languages ​​born are different.

But Zong Tianming naturally has a way.

His spiritual consciousness was only suppressed and could not be extended with satisfaction.

But it is no problem to touch the fat man in front of you.

Just use spiritual consciousness to express the meaning you want to express, and the two can communicate.

Zong Tianming's spiritual consciousness turned into tentacles.

In an instant, he was immersed in the little fat man's heavenly spirit.

Turn all information into a realistic scene, and at the same time begin to digest the memory in the little fat man's brain.

After counting breaths, Zong Tianming knew it.

This world is called the "Hasselbladder Valley".

The water and grass are abundant, and it is a good place for nomadic livestock.

The creatures here are mainly humans, the genius of all things.

There are domestic animals such as cattle, sheep, and horses.

There are also wild animals such as pigs, rats, wolves and other animals in the valley.

There are eagles, eagles and vultures in the sky.

There are also many small lakes and rivers that are connected by springs, including fish, clams, crabs and shrimps.

The overall social structure is like an ordinary nomadic people.

It is dominated by tribes.

Each tribe has a certain range of pastures.

The ruler of the tribe is "Khan".

The supreme ruler is "Tian Han."

The power system is weaker than the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.

From the memory of the fat man, the strongest man he has ever met can only be able to fly away from the clouds.

It is estimated that it is the seventh level of the Dharma Realm.

Considering the little fat man's vision, there are very likely people above the holy level in this thousand-layer space.

Even god-level existence.

Because, faith has begun to be born here and worship of gods has been born.

This little fat man is only seven years old based on his age outside.

It belongs to a small tribe not far from this.

It is called the Hazk tribe.

While Zong Tianming obtained the memory of the little fat baby, he also instilled his kind-hearted ideas into the past.

In a subtle way, the little fat baby gave up resisting.

In a very short time, he became familiar with Zong Tianming.

He even learned the common language of the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.

Zong Tianming put him down, and he would not run away.

Not only that, he also found two strings of candied haws from the void in his body as a reward for the fat baby.

As a fat little kid born in the thousand-layer space, he has never seen candied haws.

At this moment, I looked at the two strings of candied candy smell in my hand, which were red and shiny candied haws, and I was a little at a loss.

"Taste it?"

“It’s delicious.”

Zong Tianming looked at the little fat baby's lack of knowing how to start, and couldn't help but smile and encourage him.

The little fat baby looked up at Zong Tianming and stared at the candied haws again.

The sweet smell was so greedy that, in the end, after swallowing a saliva, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Then, his face was full of happiness.

“It’s delicious!”

"Brother Zong Tianming, I will take you back to the tribe and ask my parents to kill sheep for you to eat!"

"There are sheep in Pangpang's family, one, two, three, four... so many sheep."

The little fat baby is called Pangpang. Although Zong Tianming taught him the words of the Ten Thousand Gods Continent, he was still a little slow about numbers. He only knew that he could raise two slaps and count them repeatedly to four.

"Hahaha, that brother will go back with you and have a meal."

"Your parents probably won't spank you."

Zong Tianming laughed loudly.

He has lived for 110,000 years in this life.

In terms of age, it is more than enough to be the ancestor of this little fat baby.

Now I am a brother again.

It's interesting.

The little fat baby, Tai Pang Pang, is relatively simple and doesn't understand Zong Tianming's jokes very well.

Just think that he is willing and happy.

Just walk lightly and take the lead.

Zong Tianming was about to keep up with him when he raised his foot.

At this time, the Chaos Wisdom Tree, which was wrapped around his arm, exuded some desire.

The land in the Hasselblad Valley is too fertile.

The vitality is extremely powerful.

If you can put it away and put it in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods, it will be the best soil for cultivating the Spirit Garden.

Zong Tianming was a little worried, if the Chaos Wisdom Tree took root.

I'm afraid the entire Hasselblad Valley will be squeezed dry.

The first thousand-layer space may completely turn into a barren land.

At that time, it is very likely to cause abnormal movements into the ground tower.

After thinking for a while,

Zong Tianming also decided to let the Chaos Wisdom Tree take root here.

The Chaos Wisdom Tree has given birth to spiritual wisdom, and it can communicate with it simply through its mind.

After I told the Chaos Wisdom Tree to restrain myself, Zong Tianming would let go of the Chaos Wisdom Tree.

Let it drill into the soil and take root freely.

I followed Pangpang and moved forward all the way.

Although the suppression rules here are still strong, they cannot isolate the Chaos Wisdom Tree from his mental consciousness.

According to Pangpang's memory, the Hazk tribe is about sixteen miles away from here.

For the original Zong Tianming, this distance can be crossed by just one thought.

At this time, you have to walk honestly.

As for the little fat baby, he rode a sturdy short-footed foal.

Children from Hasselbladder Valley can ride horses since childhood.

Horse riding, archery, shepherd shepherd, cattle herding, horse herding, and wrestling are all compulsory skills.

There are also labor skills such as milking, mowing grass, setting up camps, etc.

As for piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, law, astronomy, strange and erotic skills, etc., they are very rough.

It is a typical nation on horseback.

The little fat baby and fat boy were riding a short-legged pony and walked quickly in front.

Zong Tianming kept walking, and he smelled it and followed with his feet.
To be continued...