The Magus Era Chapter 651: Educate sentient beings

In the middle of the world, the vast plains stretch across the horizon. simultaneously's sidewalk trees cut the ground like a chessboard. Villages are chess pieces, dotted between them.

Hundreds of fire kilns are soaring under a tall green mountain. Many fire clan barbarics surround the fire kilns, and there are words in their mouths. They control the fierce fire in the fire kilns.

A clear bottomed river beside the green mountain meanders. The Water Race tribe standing in a well-dressed clothing stands beside the river. They are holding a staff made of large fish bones and controlling the river to constantly whirl. A thick mass of thick mud was wrapped by vortices, and it was finely rotated and finely washed. The impurities of the gravel were filtered, leaving only the finest clay.

In the end, the cleaned and washed clay was sent to a flat slate by the river. Many Tu people gathered here and took over the clay group sent by the Water Race people to display their racial talent Magic. These twists and changes of the mud are controlled to turn into various delicate utensil blanks.

Because the Tu people ’s manipulation of the soil has reached a state of mystery, these utensils are exquisitely beautiful. For example, small devices such as tea and wine cans are as thin as cicada wings and can be seen through in the sun.

On the other side of the river, in the farmland, the Tu people cast Magic, the mud in the field tumbled, all the eggs of the pests were hanged, all the weeds were pulled out by the rolled mud, and they were sent to the field to accumulate.

The tender seedlings of various crops in the farmland are brittle and glowing green light in the sun.

A lot of Mu Clan people stood on the field chanting, holding a staff of various spiritual woods and chanting in a low voice, a large green halo spread from them. The green light shrouded the ground, and these crops grew quickly. . The rhizomes became stronger and the leaf seedlings became more enlarged. A fascinating touch of green almost dripped from the sprouts.

Suddenly a cheering skyrocketed, several cooled furnaces under the green hill were opened, and a lot of snow-white, crystal-clear porcelain was carefully taken out.

These exquisite porcelains have never appeared in the past pan world. Although the original Tu people also burned the kiln, they only burned the crude pottery. Such exquisite porcelains use their technology and fire. Kung Fu. It is impossible to burn successfully.

Whether it is the fire-controlling fire clan, the Water Race that scours the earth, or the tu clan that manufactures the instrument blanks, people of all ethnic groups come together and look at these exquisite porcelains that also carry the smoke of anger (Fire Qi), with smiles on their eyes. All struck into a line.

Every ethnic group is doing their best to work. On the spacious school ground between the village and the village, a large group of exquisite Jin nationalities are mixed with other ethnic groups, and they are forming a neat team. Preface exercises.

A lot of heavily armored Human Race Warrior are mixed in these barbaric Warrior. Telling them how to retreat, how to cooperate, how to form a spear with a spear and a sword, and how to respond between the crossbowman and the spear.

At a glance, there are more than 100,000 such villages on the wide and boundless plain. Numerous barbaric Warrior are sweating and training on the school ground, and they already have a subtle breath on them.

The middle of a city that has just been built and the mud on the walls has not been completely dried. On a square large enough to accommodate 100,000 people, countless barbaric teenagers and children sat on the straw mat respectfully. In front of everyone was a small table with a pen, ink, paper, and a ring on it.

The middle of the square is a small platform with a height of only three feet. A simple reed shed is set up on it. Si Wenming sits under the reed shed, holding a book, and preaching to these barbaric teenagers and children.

"So. Irrespective of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and even thunder, electricity, poison, wind, and air, they are all blood of the same origin and are the people of the the world land."

"So, Er et al are all brothers. They share the same roots, regardless of their tribal attributes, but they are close relatives. Therefore, Er et al should not fight, should not fight, and work together to reproduce ethnic groups and strong civilizations."

"So, I teach you today what is 'filial piety', what is 'friend', and what is 'filial piety'!"

Si Wenming sits under a reed shed. He does not perform any magical power Magic, but there is a thick yellow cloud rolling over his head. There are more than 100 acres of size in Huangyun, which is suspended above the reed shack. A gentle and warm breath is constantly blowing from the yellow cloud. Any barbaric teenager covered by this breath feels refreshed and clear-eyed, as described by Si Wenming The truth is that they will soon understand.

Whenever a young man really understands the truth elaborated by Si Wenming, there is a hint of yellow gas hanging down from the sky, and it is continuously injected into this cloud of yellow clouds.

When the next fire kiln in Qingshan in the distance opened and a large amount of fine porcelain was taken out, the thickness of yellow gas in the water tanks continued to drop ...

In a workshop in the distance, the fire and gold clan teamed together to forge a beautiful armor, which is far more than a hundred times better than the armor they had previously forged, and the yellow gas of the thickness of the water tanks whistled. ...

In a livestock farm not far away, the Mu Clan and Water Race clans teamed up to help deliver a group of animals. Dozens of lively calves screamed as they came to this world, and more yellow gas rolled. ...

Si Wenming smiled faintly. He looked at these mad fights a few months ago, but was shocked by his powerful force to calm down the fight, and then conquered with great personality charm, barbaric, only feeling a moment of pleasure.

He came to this world, not like the wanton plundering and killing like Gong Gong Wuyou. He just relied on his heart to calm down the battle, and taught these barbaric some human truths, let them eliminate the tribes of countless years Hatred.

And his teachings have also been recognized by this side of heaven and earth, and the merits of heaven and earth continue to drop, allowing Si Wenming to gain numerous benefits out of thin air.

Far away, Huaxu Lie and Lie Mountain Xu Xu looked at Huang Yun who was rolling over the head of Si Wenming, and they were puzzled and shocked.

"Strangely, these benefits have made Si Wenming."

"Well, only he has such patience. Don't forget that when we first arrived, these barbarics were ordered by some Holy Spirit to kill us out of these demons."

"I really want to meet the masters of this world ... are we here for the purpose of being a teacher?"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Si Wenming held the book in hand and taught the barbaric teenagers and children very seriously. His eyes were firm and gentle, and a light of wisdom penetrated through all. (To be continued.)