Fortunately, Qian Shui's physical strength and endurance were good enough. He found a small stream about a few days away from the starting point. The only drawback was that he vomited when Bibi Dong brought him here, so he was empty now.

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On the way, he also continued to collect useful things, such as relatively dry fire fuel, which he stuffed into his clothes to keep it dry and to keep out moisture. He also collected some branches of suitable shapes.

It was already afternoon when he and Bibi Dong arrived at the Star Dou Forest. He absorbed the soul ring very quickly, but the time was not short. When he arrived at the creek, the sky had already begun to darken.

Qian Shui is obviously inexperienced, but he is also aware of this. The uncertainty of time makes him particularly concerned about ambient light. Because this is a pre-industrial society, even in Wuhun City, there will not be the sparse atmosphere of the Evernight City in the previous life.

Ordinary things.

It's completely dark as soon as night falls!

Therefore, Qian Shui must light a fire before the sun sets, otherwise he will be completely swallowed up by the darkness of the Star Forest tonight and be in a completely unknown environment.

Qian Shui, who is cautious, is absolutely unwilling to face this kind of thing! The unknown equals being out of control!

So he must light a fire as quickly as possible, and better build a shelter to survive this first and most dangerous night!

"Take a dry short round stick, add a dry plank, cut a slit in the plank, and score a few lines where the surface contacts the slit to form a hole."

Qian Shui knew the principle of drilling wood to make fire, but he had never tried it, so he could only imitate what the great masters did in his memory.

There are many ways to drill wood to make fire. The most direct one is to rub it with your hands. This method is the simplest, but it is not smart at all!

"It's impossible to rub by hand." So Qian Shui used some curved branches and strips of cloth torn from his own clothes to make a short bow to facilitate his work.

Then I found a palm-sized wooden block and placed it on top of the friction stick to serve as a friction plate.

"I hope it's okay!" Qian Shui began to drill wood to make fire for the first time in his previous life and this one!

He stepped on the wooden plank cut out with a dagger with his feet, held the friction plate with his left hand, and pulled the small bow back and forth with his right hand. The buzzing friction sound was like sawing wood, and at this time, the sunset was no longer visible, and the sun was about to completely disappear on the horizon!

Fortunately, Qian Shui was lucky. When he traveled to Douluo, it was the first time he felt some pain in his arm. But the final result was good, he got the carbon sparks generated by friction and heat.

Ignoring the profuse sweating on his head, Qian Shui quickly poured the fire on the kneaded tinder, raised the tinder above his head, and blew air on the tinder slightly.

This situation can be said to be like worshiping a great god. Is this worshiping fire and water?

As the white smoke gradually dissipated, the flames rose!

Finally! Qian Shui ignited the fire!

He quickly set up small branches, pulled off unnecessary small strips of cloth from his clothes, expanded the fire, and then put the big wood on top.

"Ah ah! It's really not easy! I don't dare to express my anger!" Maintaining his kneeling posture, Qian Shui couldn't help but fall backwards, not caring about his image at all.

Feeling the warmth and joy brought by the flames, Qian Shui somewhat understood what it was like at the beginning of human evolution! The brain and hands have brought everything, how can there be any fairy emperor!

"I want a lighter, I absolutely want a lighter!..."

Qian Shui muttered and replenished the firewood while silently paving a dry area with dead grass and leaves.

Qian Shui will never sleep that night, and besides, he can practice training instead. He needs to maintain the fire, and he doesn't dare to lose consciousness. Because this is the Star Forest!

Not long after, Qian Shui sat in front of the fire and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Holding the dagger given by Bibi Dong in his hand, Qian Shui watched the fire burn and began to summarize what he had learned today.

"Netherworld Civet Cat∽The inherited martial spirit of the Xingluo Zhu family, Zhu Zhuqing should not have been born yet! If it were an ordinary novel, could this be the starting point of fate?" But hold back and plant the flag!

Qian Shui felt the soul skill carefully, from its release to its effect and then to its dissipation. He probably understood what it was!

"This is a concrete way of using the soul power of the soul beast. It is engraved in the external form of forming a soul ring after death, and is thus absorbed by the soul master.

The soul master uses the soul ring to break the shackles on the martial soul, so that he can continue to practice.

And the soul ring will also have some characteristics of the soul beast, so that the martial spirit also has these characteristics."

Silently analyzing the rules of adding martial souls to soul rings, Qian Shui finally understood the process, and the next step would be easy.

"It's just a way to use soul power. Why use a soul ring? Can't I just run it by myself?"

It's easy to say, but difficult to do. The specific way to use soul power is a skill created by a specific soul beast over the years. Soul skills are a matter of borrowing, and they can be used as they come.

This is an advantage, but the disadvantage is also obvious. No matter how you say it, it is external. To put it poorly, it robs the soul beast of many years of cultivation.

This does not belong to you, and you cannot fully control it. You can only rely on the soul ring as a skill. How can you find your own path and achieve higher achievements?

The best examples are the three greatest peerless masters in the world. Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi can only reach level 99 by relying on the divine test.

As for Tang Chen, he only developed how to use the Clear Sky Hammer and used skills other than the soul ring to strengthen himself, and in the end he went the furthest.

Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi can only be locked at level 99 for life and cannot make any progress! It is true that this has the responsibility limit of a big worshiper, but after all, it is a small structure.

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Throughout the night, Qian Shui continued to use soul skills, understand the operating logic of ghost possession, and restore soul power.

"Damn it, this thing is not an ability that is used by the body following a certain operating logic, but is directly emitted by the soul ring and then acts on the body! But what are attack skills?

It doesn’t make sense to control the body to create a template that is not engraved in the soul ring!”

Qian Shui didn't understand why, but he persisted in the spirit of inquiring and kept trying!

It's a pity that there is no result tonight∽

……

Early the next morning, Qian Shui stood in the cool morning light, her messy hair covered with dew.

Qian Shui couldn't figure it out. He couldn't sit still in the second half of the night. He kept scratching his ears and cheeks and pacing back and forth. So much so that his originally smooth hair turned into chicken coops, and he also had rare dark circles under his eyes.
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"It shouldn't be!" He said and added another soul skill to himself, but to no avail∽

I have no choice but to put aside this matter that I have no clue about for the time being.

Qian Shui added a pile of firewood to the fire to prevent it from being extinguished. He washed briefly in the stream, picked up the short stick he had shaved off yesterday, and went to look for food.

To be honest, you don't dare to eat the animals and plants in the forest. It's easy to eat them, and there are dangerous germs that can make people seriously ill.

Fortunately, with the bonus of soul power and Qian Shui's mobility, there were some fish in the relatively flat area formed by the stream not far away.

Qian Shui, who knew the principle of light refraction, quickly inserted a strip with his wooden stick.

"Don't tell me, my reflexes are really good! It's a pity that I didn't have this ability in my previous life, otherwise it would be just pretending to be a god!"

Running quickly towards the camp, Qian Shui was already very hungry. You must know that he was only 6 years old and still growing!

However, you must have an accent when eating! Ruining hair and drinking blood? It's not that far yet.

Remove the scales and gills, disembowel the belly, wash it and put it on the grill! This is the accent! Picking it up and chewing it directly is unacceptable.

I have long been familiar with this kind of thing. I was proficient in cooking in my previous life. Although I am not at the level of a chef, at least my picky mouth can handle it.

Chinese people don’t have the habit of not eating the internal organs of craw nuts as shown in survival movies. Qian Shui will still eat edible parts like fish bubbles.
Chapter completed!