‘Ka, Kaka’, Fang Wen turned the Bagua Tai Chi diagram in the temple where the Bagua direction was deliberately disrupted.

The wall of the temple slowly moved away, revealing the entrance to the cave. Amid the screams of countless indigenous people and the crisp sound of the forehead hitting the ground when they kowtowed, Fang Wen drilled into the cave. After a while, he carefully carried the golden frame of Mingya and placed him in the middle of the temple to receive worship from the indigenous people.

When the natives saw the skeleton and the black and white Taoist robe on his body, they all covered their faces and cried bitterly, and shouted in the indigenous language that "Gods" were not the only ones. The oldest indigenous priest stood up while crying, crying and saying something in the indigenous language. Beefenshi, who could understand their language, slowly sent the words and sentences translated by him to Fang Wen and Long Zun Weide, just thinking about the process of saving the three major races of the indigenous people from the kiss of the beast and teaching them various knowledge.

Mingya stayed on the Sixth Colonial Star for many years until the three indigenous races formed a large tribal alliance and had the ability to survive. Although thousands of years have passed since Earth's time, these "barbaric" and "uncivilized" indigenous people have passed down Mingya's deeds from generation to generation. The indigenous people have no words, so they rely on word of mouth to spread Mingya's deeds and even his dress for thousands of years without any mistakes.

Although Mingya's appearance was not seen from the golden skeleton, the black and white Taoist robe that had been passed down from generation to generation among the ancestors for hundreds of generations aroused the remembrance of Mingya by the senior indigenous people present. They were in pain, and they kept touching the ground with their heads and fell into a state of madness for a moment.

As Fang Wen placed several items left by Mingya in front of Mingya, the natives burst into tears, or fainted because of kowtowing hard.

The sad breath even affected Fang Wen and Long Zun's power. The corners of their eyes were sour and seemed to be about to cry.

What kind of feelings is that these indigenous people remember Mingya so firmly after so many years?

What kind of ideological inheritance has made these indigenous people still not forget this outlier who sacrificed their lives for the existence of their race after hundreds of generations of storms?

This is a kind of soul that has been deeply embedded in the blood of the natives!

"So, I say, Feng Yuan's group of turtle boys, whether they regard the Four Books or the Five Classics, no matter how they say these things are prohibited, they cannot destroy our roots." Long Zun Weide grabbed his bare scalp and sighed in a low voice: "Some things cannot be eliminated no matter whether they are time or time."

He murmured in a low voice: "Our heritage has been around for thousands of years. You just want to erase us and dream about it for a few hundred years?"

Fang Wen stood up, just as he was about to say something, for example, let Mingya be buried in the soil according to the rules on the earth, but he saw thousands of indigenous people in the temple rioting at the same time. They rushed towards Mingya's bone rack, waved out sharp weapons in their hands, chopped them up in a mess, snatched a small piece of Mingya's bones, smashed them into bone meal and swallowed them into their stomachs. Fang Wen was so scared that he hurriedly grabbed the small black bone on Mingya's chest, fearing that the toxicity of the bone would poison the group of indigenous people.

Even so, Fang Wen still looked at these fanatical indigenous people with numb scalp. Although Mingya forced all the poison to this small piece, who can guarantee that the poison he was infected did not spread to other parts of his body? The indigenous people present were senior leaders of the three major races of the indigenous people, three tribe leaders, a large group of elders, a large group of princes and even the leaders of the tribes, etc. If they were poisoned to death, their control over the indigenous people would undoubtedly be a lot of trouble. However, Fang Wen's concern seemed to be in vain. After these indigenous people shared Mingya's bone colonization, there was no sign of poisoning.

"Ruch, so cruel!" Long Zun Weide felt his scalp exploded, and he kept holding his thumb and nodding to praise the indigenous people. Mingya's bones were golden. Obviously, the "Purple Sky Pill Sutra" he practiced had reached an extremely profound realm. The hardness of this bone was somewhat higher than that of alloy steel. These indigenous people were forced to share it with primitive tools. The end of this fierceness really made Long Zun Weide amazed.

The natives who were lucky enough to grab the Mingya bone colony and swallowed it happily danced happily, their faces turned green, blue and purple, as if they were drunk. Some people who looked like generals were extremely arrogant and bulged their muscles, provoking their companions around them who had not grabbed the bone colony and were frowning.

"Hey!" Fang Wen couldn't help but nodded: "The indigenous people in the world are family? These guys also have the habits of those indigenous Africans in the past. Can they inherit his wisdom and strength by eating the elders of the tribe?" He nodded, and then shook his head. Fang Wen helplessly stuffed a few black ribs in his hand into his sleeves, unable to leave a whole body for Mingya. It seemed that he had disturbed Mingya. He was originally sitting in the cave and was quiet, but because he kindly wanted to build a tomb for him, his body was eaten.

However, perhaps Mingya wouldn't mind. After all, he saved these natives with his life.

Shaking his head, Fang Wen put away the items such as needles and bells left by Mingya, and looked at the indigenous people who were dancing forehand and singing and dancing with both hands.

The indigenous priests had sharp eyes. They saw Fang Wen's somewhat bleak appearance and hurriedly shouted a few times.

A large number of indigenous people rushed out of the temple. Not long after, a newly made spacious, flat throne with countless gems was carried in by these fanatical indigenous people. The throne was placed under the Tai Chi diagram on the wall of the temple. The indigenous people carried Fang Wen and placed him on the throne. Then thousands of indigenous people were arranged in neat queues according to their identities and bowed to Fang Wen. The indigenous priests were saying something, but Fang Wen couldn't understand.

In desperation, Fang Wen used his mental power to pass a spiritual fluctuation to the indigenous priests: "I know you can speak the language of the enemies who invaded your homeland, those people, from my hometown and Junior Brother Mingya, and I can understand their words. In that language, I am here to help you fight their invasion."

The indigenous priests were stunned, and they fell to the ground at the same time, chanting loudly in official Chinese of the government: "Great God, save your people~~~"

The priests' eyes were rumbling around, and they couldn't understand why those enemies who came from the sky who were riding in huge iron boxes came from the hometown of God? These priests quickly fully utilized their fantasy power - were they demons, and God came here to fight against them? That's right, that's the truth!

Any religious person will always use their religious thinking to solve all problems, and these indigenous priests are undoubtedly the best among them.

They worship Fang Wen devoutly and cry to Fang Wen devoutly about the difficult life of their tribesmen. From a large race with a population of billions to only tens of millions left, from tens of millions of people to a population of hundreds of millions of people who have finally reproduced to the current population of hundreds of millions, but they have been losing their tribesmen in recent consecutive blows. Life is really hard to bear.

In order to capture the Beefensi family, the Academy of Sciences brought a large number of troops from the Earth's planet. The Academy of Sciences used various instruments and various combat machines to monitor the entire jungle all the time. Countless powerful super soldiers walked in the forest in armor, and powerful psychics who could fight against the dragon flew in the sky. In addition, the strong personal strength and killing without blinking, the soldiers of the ruthless Heavenly Condemnation Unit appeared in the jungle like ghosts, constantly sniping the natives. For several months, the natives could only stay in caves, and there was no enough food.

Especially the troops of the Academy of Sciences almost found the entrance to the underground cave several times. If the three patriarchs had not made it a quick decision to completely block the passages of entry and exit, the army of the Academy of Sciences had probably poured into the underground cave and massacred them. This was the case, which led to the indigenous people in the underground caves who would never dare to leave this life-saving cave to collect food, for fear that the teams going out would be followed by people from the Academy of Sciences again. They could not obtain food supplements from the outside world, and could only obtain food from the lakes and forests in the caves. This would have consumed too much resources. The top leaders of the three major tribes had to order to maintain the ecological balance in the caves and reduce the food supply of the tribesmen.

"Ecological balance!" Fang Wen and Long Zun Weide looked at each other, and had to sigh in their hearts about the advancedness of these indigenous people in some aspects.

He nodded gently, Fang Wen's voice rang in the minds of these senior officials: "Don't worry, I will help you solve the food problem. As for the others~~~ No one will enter the jungle to attack you again, but you should also be careful not to proactively invade them."

A high priest raised his head in surprise, and he asked carefully and almost tremblingly: "But, great god, are we just avoiding this?"

"Wrong!" Fang Wen snapped his fingers, and originally wanted to raise his legs naturally, but because he wanted to maintain a god-like image, he could only forcibly suppress the urge to raise his legs, and stood upright on the throne with too gorgeous gems that hurt his butt. "Accumulate strength, and then defeat them at once! Defeat them once! You invade them again and again, how many tribesmen have been killed and injured, but their power is getting stronger and stronger. Is your invasion of any use?"

The old natives who had just ordered the other Fang Wen to attack carefully walked in front of Fang Wen.

An old man with a necklace made of natural diamonds the size of a fist kowtowed carefully and said humbly: "Great God, please forgive our offense just now. It's because we didn't know at that time that you were really God!"

Fang Wen waved generously, and his mental fluctuations continued to spread: "I won't punish you for your rashness. Like my junior brother, I treat you as my own children." Fang Wen smiled with his lips. He was born with a bad personality and enjoyed his current identity.

"But, I don't want another next time. If someone offends me again next time, his tribe will be completely erased." Fang Wen's powerful soul power enveloped the entire temple, and a terrifying loud noise echoed in the minds of the natives.

Beefensi cooperated and let out a deafening roar. He shook his body, and shook his long hair like a dog after swimming in the water, then lay down comfortably, licking the fine wines offered by the natives under the Tai Chi diagram cleanly. "Himmer", Beefensi burped with satisfaction, his big head drooped, and fell asleep in a daze. After a while, the snoring sounded like thunder.

Fang Wen frowned and looked at Beefensi, who was very incompatible with the identity of the God-Empress, and cursed in a low voice: "The children born to your son are all flying lion beasts, which will make you two angry." After pursing his lips, Fang Wen stood up and said slowly: "You are waiting patiently for a few days, and I will prepare food for you now."

Just as he left the temple and walked out, Fang Wen suddenly stopped. He learned the manners of some charlatans he had seen in his previous life, and gently rubbed his hands gently at the head of a priest who had the most fanatical light in his eyes for several times. A huge spiritual fluctuation poured into the minds of these natives. Fang Wen told them that this priest was the most loyal servant of the gods. Fang Wen appointed him as the priest of the gods, and he led all the priests and was in charge of all the sacrificial ceremonies of the three major tribes.

Moreover, Fang Wen told these natives very charismaticly that the priest of God has divinity, and he is likely to become a god in the future!

The old priest who was hit by Fang Wen almost jumped out of his eye sockets. He looked at Fang Wen blankly, and finally could not bear the huge surprise. His eyes turned pale and fainted. Fang Wen laughed in a mysterious way. Several pieces of life crystals of giant beasts, coupled with the gene repair liquid that can prolong life, and the Yuan liquid that can increase internal energy cultivation. In addition, Fang Wen intentionally passed on the technique to search for this old priest, it is not too difficult to create a person who is almost god-like to these natives in a short time!

As for whether the gene repair liquid of the Earthlings can be used on the natives of these sixth colonial planets, whether the meridians of these natives can adapt to the martial arts taught by Fang Wen, and whether the old priest will die directly after injecting the genetic repair liquid and practicing the martial arts, Fang Wen didn't care at all.

It is best if it succeeds, but if it doesn’t work, then the old priest has ascended to the immortal world and choose another one next time.

It is also a very good thing to ascense as one after another, slowly send these priests and royal people to be gods, and slowly let yourself completely control the power of the natives.

No matter what the result is, there is no harm to the other Fang Wen. If it succeeds, Fang Wen's divine power will immediately expand, and he can use the same method to immediately form an elite army that is extremely pious to him. If it fails, let those who hold the power of the natives become gods and let themselves control all the power. No matter how you look at it, it is very good!

Fang Wen took the people away from the underground cave. He told the natives that he was going to solve the food problem for them.

During the pious worship of the natives, Fang Wen and his group left.

Of course, Fang Wen would not tell these indigenous people that some nano-scale machine insects created by Ziyi Walkerwode themselves have stared at all the senior leaders of the indigenous people. Their every move is now under Fang Wen's control.

The only trouble is...

Standing on the white clouds, Fang Wen sighed to the sky: "I have to learn a foreign language. Otherwise, I will not understand the native language of these guys. What if they discuss rioting?"

Looking around, Fang Wen looked at Long Zun Weide and his group, and asked with a smile: "Who will give this glorious and arduous task to complete? Learn a foreign language and you will be able to do more skills!"

No one answered Fang Wen, and even Ziyi Walkerwode raised his head and quietly looked at the dark clouds in the sky, as if there were angels flying by there.

"Not loyalty~~~~"

Fang Wen's lament circling and entangling in the forest during the rainy season. Human Path Chapter 5, Accumulation
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