The Great Elder was taller, with the heavy color of the scales on his body, and nothing special about it. But Gu Gua always felt a strong sense of majesty attached to the Great Elder. Facing the Great Elder, people naturally felt that there was no way to fight against him and had to listen to him.

When the young buck's body was placed in front of the Great Elder, the Great Elder moved his calm eyes and stared at Gugua for a while, as if he had seen through Gugua's bones, and the air on the scene seemed to have solidified.

Finally, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Did you beat this deer?" Gu Gua nodded and said, "It's us." The elder nodded, without questioning, but said to the female dog-headed man who recorded the harvest next to him: "Remember, Gu Gua and others will hunt one stag. When distributing food in the future, they will be divided by 10% more." When the puppy-headed man behind Gua heard that he could get one 10% more food, he cheered happily, and admired the powerful guy in front of him even more.

The Great Elder looked at Gugua quietly, and his cold eyes made Gugua know that the Great Elder did not have much kindness to him, and even made Gugua feel that when the Great Elder looked at him, he kept thinking about only one question: when is the most appropriate time to kill this little dog-headed man? Gugua knew that he had begun to affect the status of the Great Elder's grandson, Gada.

Gu Gua lowered her head in front of the Great Elder, quietly retreated, and returned to the cave behind to rest. After a long time, the adult dog-headed people in the final trap came back one after another. They brought rich prey, saved food, and enough for the entire dog-headed tribe to eat for a winter without the situation that would starve people to death like in previous years.

Gugua lurked down like this. Gugua hunted and fought with her tribe members, while cultivating her innate energy. In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

On a sunny summer afternoon, on an empty grass, Gugua had reached one meter and two meters tall, and the scales on her body also changed from tender yellow to orange, proving that he was one step closer to maturity.

At this moment, he walked around with his hands behind his back, watching the seventeen puppy-headed guys under him practicing the simplest grappling fighting and gun skills according to his teachings.

He personally guided three dog-headed men who were born in the same year as him. They practiced more ordinary gun techniques, and their power could only be revealed after they formed a gun array.

Since he was born as a kowtower, he had to use all the resources around him. As the last successor of the Tongtian Sect, Gu Gu still had the vanity of being the head of the sect. By the way, he also took out some of the original basic skills and started an experiment on the kowtower to see how the effect was.

It seems that the effect is not very good. Except for cultivating the true qi by oneself, no other puppy kobolds can be cultivated, and further exercise will only enhance the **.

Moreover, even the innate true qi of Gugua is just a kind of health-preserving true qi that can effectively nourish the body, make the food utilization rate higher, and the body stronger. During battle, the effect is not as obvious as in previous lives.

However, this was not what Gu Gua cares about. What he cares most was whether he could stimulate the blood of the dragon clan in his body and eventually embark on the road of practicing dragons.

At this moment, he walked in front of his brother with his head held high, guiding the essence of gun technique seriously. Under his guidance, the three dog-headed men were named Tuda, Tusi and Tuba, who were the three loyal fans who have been following him over the years.

These three kobold men have been able to form the most basic gun array, with quite a rule between offense and defense, and have formed a strong combat power.

Gu Gua will never take any of the dog kowtowers of the same year who had abandoned or betrayed Gu Gua before, and only those who were truly recognized by him can learn the essence. The remaining two more puppy kowtowers were convinced by their "Gang of Four" and especially Gu Gua's power. Gu Gua also taught them some basic boxing and marksmanship, and was practicing as if they were decent.

After practicing for two hours, Tuda's face drooped and said carefully: "Boss, we are hungry." The other two Tusi and Tuba also looked at Gugua pitifully. Gugua laughed and said: "If you are hungry, you will be hungry. Let's go catch fish!" Gugua especially dislikes the habit of dog-killed people who like to eat rotten meat. He likes to eat fresh food, cook cooked food, meat and vegetables, and even the surrounding plants and trees have been tried. He has also added a small set of Shennong Jing, which records all the properties of plants and animals produced around him.

He even discovered a cold fruit growing near the large glacier, a kind of idiot magic fruit that can quickly freeze water. He also made a set of kitchen utensils with stone slabs, which probably wouldn't be done in full swing, but it was more than enough to make a teppanyaki, which is one of the reasons why these little dogs like to follow him.

Behind the stubborn stone doghead nest, there is a narrow stream, about one meter deep. This depth is nothing short of a natural barrier for dogheads who are generally 1.2 meters tall and are not very good at water. Dogheads do not like to eat fish, so few people come here.

Gu Gua got his own space. With this group of puppy dogs, they came to a bend, a place where the water was not very turbulent. After many surveys and practices, it was proved that this was the most suitable place to catch fish. Gu Gua and Tuda raided Tuba together, holding a very sharp wooden spear in hand, slowly walked into the water, standing next to a fish nest, looking under the water without moving.

Not long after, the water waves rippled. A few fish swam over from the upstream. The Gugua did not move. Until the fish swam in front of him, he suddenly exerted force. The wooden spear penetrated the body of the fattest fish. The bright red blood quickly dyed the streams around him. Seeing the Gugua, Tutatusi and Tuba also acted one after another, throwing the sharp wooden spear to the fish next to them. The two shot it. Tuba was not hit, and the remaining fish fled in panic. The three of them threw the fish to the shore. The puppy people on the shore took the fish, happily scraped the scales with stone knives, and broke the fish's belly, and washed the filth in their stomachs.
Chapter completed!