The hundred-winged turtle dragon is flying in the sky, returning to the imperial land.
The void was dark, and the dusk formation emitted a faint light, which, combined with the complex patterns, looked mysterious and strange.
"You can activate it when you sit in it. However, the Dusk Array is very extraordinary. It is essentially borrowing power from the Great Desolate Azure Dragon. There may be special visions, so you must be careful. If something goes wrong, your practice may be ineffective. However, the possibility of errors is very low. After all, those who practice with the Dusk Array are all from the Primordial Clans, and the Great Desolate Azure Dragon basically will not interfere." Emperor Yuan said.
"Okay, I'll be extra careful." Fang Yun said. Somehow, Fang Yun remembered the unwilling look in Dahuang Canglong's eyes when he left.
The arrow was on the string and had to be shot. Fang Yun flew into the air, crossed his legs, and slowly fell towards the center of the magic circle.
The moment Fang Yun landed on the ground, the dusk magic circle shone brightly, and then it actually left the ground and expanded to form a three-dimensional magic circle composed of countless magical lines and symbols.
Di Yuan was stunned for a moment, because the magic circle now became extremely unfamiliar, and it was not the magic circle he drew at all.
The current magic array is a billion times more complicated than the one drawn by Emperor Yuan!
Di Yuan was hesitating whether to avoid the accident when the magic circle suddenly shrank and attached itself to Fang Yun like a big net.
The divine patterns and symbols of the Dusk Formation began to flow through Fang Yun's body, emitting a powerful aura.
Swish…
Di Ji appeared in front of Fang Yun.
"What's going on? Why do I feel the atmosphere of the twilight of all worlds and the fall of all worlds?"
Di Yuan blamed himself and said, "I don't know either. If I had known this, I should have stopped him. But now it seems that I can't stop him."
Swish…
Holy ancestors such as Di Ting appeared one after another.
"What kind of dusk formation is this? Why have I never seen it before?" As soon as Di Ting finished speaking, Wenquxing, who had disappeared behind Fang Yun, revealed his true form.
“Is it a realm of extreme evil?”
"Alas, after all, it is the most powerful divine star..."
"It all depends on his luck..."
The main bodies of the ancestors left one after another, leaving only the holy thoughts to observe.
The real bodies of Emperor Yuan and Emperor Ting still remain here.
Di Ting glanced at the unconscious four-legged black snake, shook his head, and said, "The Emperor Clan Master is really willing to let go."
Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes, only to feel weak and sleepy all over. He was shocked and checked carefully, only to find that all the strength in his body was gone. He didn't even have a holy body, and his body was worse than that of an ordinary person.
Fang Yun found that he had only a deerskin around his waist, no underwear, no shirt, no straw sandals, nothing but the deerskin. His skin was an unhealthy white, his arms were thin and shrunken, and there were many wounds.
Fang Yun slowly stood up from the bed of dry grass and looked around.
This seems to be a cave, with some old and broken stone tools, dried meat hanging on them, and various rough utensils. It is obvious that many people live here.
"This should be the place where the Dusk Formation is practiced, but it is a little different from what is said in the legend. It may vary from person to person. It looks like this is a primitive tribe, which is consistent with the situation in the ancient times."
Fang Yun thought to himself and walked out slowly.
The early morning sun shone across the earth. Fang Yun walked with his eyes squinted and quickly adapted to the bright sunny day outside.
I saw more than twenty primitive people in front of the cave. The female primitive people were mending animal skins and drying pickled meat, while the male primitive people were polishing stone tools and sorting out weapons, as if they were preparing for hunting.
Fang Yun discovered that these primitive people did not have the slightest vitality on their faces. Many of them looked sickly and were in poor health.
When those primitive people saw Fang Yun, they just nodded or said simple words, asking Fang Yun to rest more.
Fang Yun traveled all over the tribe before he had a clear understanding of it.
This primitive tribe originally had more than forty people, but after a war and defeat, only twenty-seven people were left.
The most terrifying thing was that the tribe’s fire source was destroyed by the enemy, resulting in the tribe being without fire for many days and all the primitive people, young and old, died.
It seems that it won't be long before these people will die one after another.
Fang Yun realized that the people of this tribe had not learned how to make fire by rubbing two sticks together, and were still at the most ancient stage of making fire naturally. There were traces of a fire pit in the cave just now, and they should use the smoldering campfire method to preserve the fire, which is to continuously add firewood and cover it with dust to ensure a smoldering state. Once fire is needed, they would dig away the dust and ignite grass and wood to make fire.
It seemed that the tribe could not find a new fire, and did not know various ways to make fire, so they fell into crisis.
Fang Yun immediately recalled various methods of making fire and found that all his divine consciousness and other powers had disappeared, only the strange book of heaven and earth was unaffected.
Fang Yun looked around and found it difficult to find a flint suitable for making fire. It seemed that he could only make fire by drilling wood together.
So Fang Yun searched around the tribe and soon found suitable wood and sticks. He used a stone tool to dig a small hole in the wood, then put in the sharpened stick, and put sawdust polished by the stone tool into the small hole and prepared hay.
Fang Yun began to use the most clumsy method. He held the thin wooden stick in both hands and began to rub it back and forth to make fire.
Making fire by rubbing two sticks together may seem simple, but it is actually very difficult.
After a while, the fire didn't start, but Fang Yun's hands turned red.
Soon, the skin on my hands was rubbed off.
Fang Yun didn't know what to do next to complete his training, but no matter what, making a fire to survive and establishing his own position in the tribe were the only things he could do at the moment, and they were also the most profitable.
Fang Yun endured the pain and finally ignited the wood chips through friction. He hurriedly put the dry grass on the small pit and blew it gently, hoping to ignite the dry grass.
Unfortunately, failure.
The primitive people nearby laughed and mocked Fang Yun, and then each went about their own business.
Fang Yun knew that using a bow drill to make fire was more efficient, but that was not possible under the current conditions. He could only grit his teeth and continue to drill wood to make fire.
After each failure, Fang Yun summed up his experience. After many failures, he finally succeeded in igniting the dry grass and firewood and making fire.
"fire!"
"fire!"
Many primitive people gathered around and shouted, pointing at the fire and yelling.
A primitive man not far away looked at Fang Yun with a complicated expression, because that man was the original fire keeper, who was specifically responsible for guarding the fire pit and had a relatively high status. Now that Fang Yun had succeeded in getting fire, his status must be different.
With the help of everyone, Fang Yun got the fire pit burning again.
Afterwards, the entire tribe began to dance around the fire pit to celebrate, and chose Fang Yun as the fire keeper to prevent the flames from going out.
Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the celebrating primitive people.
However, within a few days, bad news arrived: the recent hunting had failed and food was about to run out.
Fang Yun took a few strong primitive people out to explore the surrounding situation, found fish in the river, and began to teach them how to catch fish, kill fish, grill fish, and make fishing nets.
The tribe escaped the crisis again.
A few days later, someone in the tribe was injured while hunting, and Fang Yun had to use his medical knowledge to find herbs and help heal the injury.
Next, Fang Yun felt the magic of this tribe. It was as if they were a group of people cursed by God, and something bad would happen every few days.
Fang Yunze was like a firefighter, constantly using his knowledge to help the tribe, and also taught them how to build houses, make pottery, grow crops, and so on.
The tribe keeps encountering various difficulties, and only Fang Yun can solve them.
Slowly, the tribe began to grow, and Fang Yun naturally became the leader of the tribe.