After engraving the Yan pattern, Gongliang said to the black mammoth: "From now on, you will be called Dorje! I hope you will be freed from suffering, and you will be blessed, Dorje, and well-being from now on."
"Ooooo"
The black mammoth roared softly, and a crystal teardrop slowly dripped from its giant eye.
It's not sadness, it's not bitterness, it's not bitterness.
But joy, gratitude, and tears of new life.
Gongliang touched the proboscis of the black mammoth Dorje and comforted him. Dorje roared, seeming to be happy that he had received a name.
The name Dorje means Vajra in Tibetan, which means eternal immortality. The black mammoth has a strong body, thick black hair, and immovable majesty. It has many similarities with Vajra, so Gongliang named it
got this name.
In Chinese, Duoji is a very auspicious name, so it can be used by everyone.
This is probably the best name Gongliang has ever had.
Wei Xiong was not very satisfied with what he saw, and frowned: "Gongliang, after you go back, you should really go to the tribe elders to read more books and learn more. There are many taboos on such an important matter as engraving the psychic flame pattern. Even if it has already been
If you obey, you can't be so reckless. It's not a good thing, and it's normal for you to die on the spot."
"Isn't it said that it will only consume some essence and blood and cause minor injuries?" Gong Liang said in surprise.
"You really should study hard."
Wei Xiong pressed his forehead, feeling helpless, waving his hands and saying, "We'll talk about this later, let's go find the mandrill first!"
The group of people jumped on their mounts, and Gongliang followed them forward on the newly captured black mammoth.
The long hair on the black mammoth is as smooth and silky as satin, and the back is wide and flat. Sitting on it is like sitting on a blanket, very comfortable. It is not like sitting on the mounts of Wei Xiong and others with your buttocks resting on it.
.
Yuan Gungun liked to sit on it very much. It felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but roll on it. If Gong Liang hadn't grabbed it quickly, this idiot would have rolled to the ground.
Migu also likes to sit on it, twisting his little buttocks and rubbing the long hair of the black mammoth without knowing what he is rubbing against.
The mounts such as the eagle-billed rhinoceros, barge horse, and black panther that Wei Xiong and others rode were all running very fast, but the black mammoth followed behind, walking slowly and slowly, but it could still stay close behind.
All the way through mountains and forests, through river valleys, and over hills, they came to a plain near noon, and in front of them was a majestic mountain.
The mountain was very strange, bare, with not a single decent tree, just large and small strange-shaped stones, and the weeds growing in the cracks between the stones were also pitiful. Come closer, and you will see that the mountain is full of bare and mottled rocks.
, looking so weird, old and ugly in the sunlight.
Suddenly, Wei Xiong turned to Gong Liang and asked, "Gong Liang, where is your golden-winged roc eagle?"
"Flying above? What's wrong!"
"Let it come down quickly, this is the lair of the Thunder Vulture."
Gongliang didn't know what Thunder Eagle was about, but seeing that Wei Xiong was in such a hurry, it was probably not easy, so he quickly asked the little chicken to come down.
But it was too late, as a thunder vulture with dark gold patterns on its back flew out from the high mountain, and quickly chased after the chicken.
When the chicken heard Gong Liang's words, it flew down quickly, and when it saw the thunder vulture, it flew even faster.
The thunder vulture screamed, opened its mouth suddenly and shot out a bolt of lightning. There was an explosion on the chicken's back, feathers flying, and blood and flesh were blurred.
"Sang, shoot the arrow."
Hearing Wei Xiong's words, Sang quickly drew the bow and guided the arrow, looked at it carefully, and then shot it out. The arrow escaped into the void, penetrated many obstacles, and came to the front of the chicken and the pursuing Thunder Vulture.
But the arrow suddenly bent to the side, passed in front of the chicken, and shot directly at the Thunder Vulture.
When the Thunder Vulture saw the arrow coming at high speed, it flapped its wings in panic and flew away, but the arrow was so fast that it immediately penetrated into its left rib.
The Thunder Vulture screamed in pain and did not dare to pursue it anymore, so it turned around and flew back to the mountain.
The chicken flew back smoothly, and very aggrievedly got into Gongliang's arms and began to chirp.
Gongliang touched its head to comfort it, and just as he was about to treat its injuries, he heard Wei Xiong shout anxiously: "Let's go and hide quickly, lest the thunder vulture chases us."
After everyone heard this, they quickly drove their mounts and ran forward.
After a while, just as Wei Xiong expected, a group of thunder vultures flew out from the top of the mountain. After searching the place where they had just stayed, they found no one and flew back again.
Gongliang and others hid among the rocks at the bottom of the mountain. They waited for the thunder vultures to disperse before leading their mounts out of the rocks.
Wei Xiong looked at the mountains in front of him and said: "I didn't expect that the mandrill would find such a good hiding place. With the thunder vulture here, few people would dare to come! It's a pity that we met us. The mandrill should be on the mountain.
, the mount can’t be mounted, let’s go up ourselves!”
Gong Liang and others looked at the rocky and steep hillside and had no objection.
So they put down their mounts, took some things, took their weapons, and walked up the mountain.
These mounts have their marks on them, so they are not afraid of getting lost. Gongliang and the black mammoth have a spiritual connection, and they are even less afraid.
The foot of the mountain is full of gravel and gravel, making it extremely difficult to walk. If you are not careful, you may slip.
This mountain is very strange. There are a few weeds near the forest below, but as you go up, there are no weeds at all.
As Wei Xiong walked, he explained: "This is Jinyi Mountain. There are many gold and stones on the mountain, so it is easy to be struck by lightning. Every spring and summer thunderstorm season, you can see electric snakes dancing wildly on the mountain in the distance. Those thunder vultures are interested in this place.
That’s why I chose to build a nest here to absorb the power of thunder and lightning.”
When Gongliang heard what he said, he grabbed a stone from the ground and looked at it.
Sure enough, I found that the stone contained some dark iron-like substance, so I collected some and threw them into the small black pool in the fruit space to decompose them. Maybe I could get some weird metal ingots in the future.
Wei Xiong and the others looked at it and didn't say anything. Anyway, the things are here, and whoever wants to take them can take them.
However, they don't have that leisure. They are not like the small black pool where the public has fruitful space. They are just a burden.
As a group of people walked up, the stones on the mountain became less and less. And they were no longer white in pieces like the ones below, but small and dark, looking like the iron left after the iron ore melted.
scum.
Gongliang estimated that these things were the essence left after impurities were removed by lightning, so he picked them up more diligently.
Mi Gu saw Daddy picking up things, and flew out to help pick them up. Yuan Gungun also helped a little bit.
Longga, who had been watching him pick up things, finally couldn't help but asked: "Gongliang, don't you think it's heavy to carry these things?"
"What's so heavy? It's very light." Gongliang said nonchalantly.
Longga was speechless. He had just calculated it. After a while, Gongliang had picked up at least ten thousand kilograms of stones. He even said it was light. He really couldn't communicate.