C12 The Attack of the Snow Beast.

"Uncle Di, I want to teach everyone something. It can strengthen the body and increase the strength and agility of the clansmen." Wu Xiaoming deliberated with Uncle Di. He did not plan to teach them the Tendon Altering Scripture and the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, because he was not sure if these two sets of martial arts would be useful to the primitive people. After all, the primitive people were not human, and they were different from the people in his previous life. These two sets of martial arts were just a guide to strengthen the body, and they were not as amazing as the novels. However, after practicing for a few days, Wu Xiaoming could clearly feel that his strength and agility had increased a lot. In the past, his strength was not as good as Dong's, but he was much stronger than Dong the day before.

"Human Emperor, everything in the clan is up to you now. As long as it is beneficial to the clansmen, you can do whatever you want." Uncle Di had completely supported Wu Xiaoming. In fact, everything that Wu Xiaoming had done since he transmigrated had won the support of the clansmen. Now, no one would object to Wu Xiaoming's decision.

"Yes, I want to learn it too. Human is the strange movement you do every morning." Chang'e thought of the strange movements Wu Xiaoming and Dong did outside every morning.

"Everyone, come here. I'll teach you the Tendon Altering Scripture and the marrow cleansing scripture." Wu Xiaoming practiced the Tendon Altering Scripture once and explained the breathing and other matters to everyone. Then, he taught them one by one. It had to be said that the primitive people's comprehension was very good, at least much better than his own in his previous life. He also passed the marrow cleansing scripture to everyone. Wu Xiaoming could not teach it to them in detail, as it was too profound. He had not even comprehended it himself.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two and a half months had passed. It was already minus sixty degrees outside, but the cave was still as warm as spring.

In the past two and a half months, besides eating and sleeping, the villagers had been practicing the Tendon Altering Scripture that Wu Xiaoming had taught them. As for the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, everyone, including Wu Xiaoming, was still comprehending it. Wu Xiaoming would practice the Marrow Cleansing Scripture for two hours every night, but he still could not comprehend the essence energy between heaven and earth. However, his spirit was clearly much better. He did not need to sleep at night, and he did not feel tired at all. His body was getting stronger day by day, and no matter whether it was his strength or speed, he had surpassed the warriors like Uncle Di and the others who often wandered around the edge of life and death. Dong and Chang'e, the other young men, had also made obvious progress, especially Dong, who could even fight to a draw with the weakest warrior. As for the other adult warriors, Uncle Di and the others did not make much progress in strength or speed. Uncle Di also taught Wu Xiaoming and the others hunting skills when he was practicing. When spring arrived, Uncle Di would lead them out to hunt.

As the days passed by, the food stored in the autumn would be enough to support them until spring arrived. Everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful. Wu Xiaoming thought that he could spend the winter in peace and wait for the arrival of spring, but on one evening, when he was patrolling the traps with Dong, he discovered a four-meter-tall snow-white ape. Everything was quiet and peaceful because of this white ape.

When Uncle Di saw the white ape, his entire body trembled. The other warriors also looked at the white ape's cold and stiff corpse in fear. Wu Xiaoming knew that something must have happened when he saw everyone's reaction. It was a big matter.

"Did you find it in the trap?" Uncle Di asked with a trembling voice. His eyes were filled with endless fear.

"Yes. What is it? Isn't it just a white ape?" Wu Xiaoming looked at his clansmen in fear. "It's a Snow Beast! We have seen Giant Beasts on the snowy mountains in the depths of the forest. We have seen them from afar when we were hunting. Each of them is about a hundred meters tall. At that time, we were too far away to see them fighting with other animals. The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the loud cries of the giant apes shook us to the ground." Uncle Di described the scene at that time. The fear in his eyes could not be concealed. "How did they come to our residence? Damn it, how did they fall into the trap?" When all the clansmen heard Uncle Di's words, they looked at each other in confusion.

"What should we do? We won't be killed by them, right?" Chang'e looked at Wu Xiaoming with anticipation, hoping that he could continue to create miracles.

"Yeah, what should we do?" Wu Xiaoming looked at every clansman. Perhaps everyone would die today. The Giant Beast was a hundred meters tall. The cliff they were on was only about seventy to eighty meters tall, and the Snow Beast could completely flatten it.

"Quickly, Dong, drag the Snow Beast to the outskirts of the trap. The rest of the clansmen go to the tiger chicken circle. Everyone, put all of your bodies on the tiger chicken's feces, do you understand? Everyone, hurry up and move!" After Wu Xiaoming finished speaking, he and Dong carried the Snow Beast to the outskirts of their trap. Then, they cleaned up all the traces along the way and scattered the feces along the way in the tiger chicken circle. Before they could finish, they saw the trees in the forest fall down like weeds. A path that went from the depths of the forest to their house was forcefully opened up. Huge trees that were over a hundred meters tall fell down like weeds, and the rumbling sound kept coming.

"Quick!" Wu Xiaoming pulled Dong, who was still in shock, and jumped into the tiger chicken's feces. Then, he led the rest of the clansmen to hide in the deep cave.

"Damn!" Wu Xiaoming couldn't help but curse. The sound of the ape's cry kept stimulating his eardrums. He was deaf. Uncle Di and Chang'e were talking, but he couldn't hear a thing. He could only see their mouths open and closed. "Cover your ears!" The clansmen did not respond to what he said. It seemed that not only was his ear deaf, but he also quickly pointed at his ears and covered them with his hands. The clansmen also covered their ears like him.

Suddenly, a sad cry penetrated Wu Xiaoming's heart, almost making him suffocate to death. The clansmen all had blood flowing out of their seven apertures. Chang'e looked at Wu Xiaoming in fear, her eyes filled with longing. Wu Xiaoming slowly walked over and hugged Chang'e tightly. It was too terrifying. Just the sound alone had injured them all.

The ground shook violently, and Wu Xiaoming lost his hearing completely. He didn't even dare to walk out of the cave. However, the tremors became stronger, and the bamboo house they were in suddenly flew into the air, causing the snow to fall from the sky.

A huge hand reached into the cave, and it was several times bigger than them. Fortunately, the cave was very deep, and after touching it for a while, he retreated out. Everyone held their breath and quietly watched the cave. Wu Xiaoming only saw a thick leg covered in white hair. The cave was also shaking, and the soil and stones on top of it kept falling down. In a short while, the cave was buried. The ground continued to shake, and it only stopped shaking after more than half an hour.

Wu Xiaoming held Chang'e and the others in the cave that was buried. Fortunately, the cave was deep enough that it hadn't completely collapsed, or else they would have been buried alive.

After waiting for another half an hour, Wu Xiaoming finally signaled his people to dig the cave. The air was filled with the stench of chicken feces and tiger feces, and Wu Xiaoming felt dizzy. The oxygen in the air was getting less and less, and Chang'e and the other women were all unconscious.

"Ah!" Wu Xiaoming roared, but he didn't hear a single sound. His ears were completely deafened, and he fiercely rammed into the cave entrance. Every time he rammed into the cave, Uncle Di and the others would also lie on the collapsed soil powerlessly.

"I can't die. I can't die like this!" Wu Xiaoming shouted and once again slammed into the thick layer of soil at the entrance of the cave. Blood oozed out of his body, and his blood vessels were completely ruptured. He had no idea what was going on. Right now, he only had one thought in his mind. He had to break through the hole. Just as he was about to give up in despair, a ray of sunlight shot onto his body, and the fresh air made his confused mind clear up.

He carried Chang'e and the other clansmen out of the cave, but when he was done, he fainted and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was lying on a clean beast skin. Chang'e and Dong Du were beside him. When they saw him wake up, Dong Du immediately went out to inform Uncle Di and the others. He struggled to get up, but he felt a sharp pain in his body. He fell onto the beast skin again. "Don't move. Your body hasn't recovered yet! Don't move." The voice of concern was as sweet as a cuckoo.

Wu Xiaoming wanted to go out and see what was going on outside. His body was indeed in great pain, and he would feel pain every time he moved.

Not long after, Uncle Di ran over. "Human Emperor, you're awake!"

"Yes, are the clansmen safe? What is going on outside?" Wu Xiaoming asked Uncle Di, who was still sweating. It was minus sixty degrees Celsius outside, but Uncle Di was still panting heavily. "It's okay outside. I'm rebuilding the bamboo house with the clansmen, but our food is gone. Human Emperor, don't worry. Once the bamboo house is built, I'll lead the warriors out to hunt. With the winter clothing, we can hunt in the winter. Everything will be fine." Uncle Di comforted Wu Xiaoming.

"Don't go hunting in the forest. I'll think of a way to find food." Wu Xiaoming knew that the forest in the winter was filled with dangers. All kinds of wild beasts that could not find food would go crazy. Once they met, they would fight to the death. He did not want his clansmen to suffer any more losses.

"Yes, Human Emperor, have a good rest. I'll take care of everything outside!" Uncle Di looked at the weak Wu Xiaoming and hated himself for being too useless for the first time.

"Okay, I can rest assured with you!" Wu Xiaoming slowly closed his eyes. The blow to him this time was too great. He thought everything was going to be fine, but all his hard work had gone to waste.

"I need strength, I need strength. I need to be extremely strong so that I can protect myself and my clansmen." Wu Xiaoming was immersed in the thought of needing strength. He did not realize that the huge Yuan Qi in the world was tightly wrapped around him, constantly entering and leaving his body. The invisible and colorless Yuan Qi was constantly nourishing his wounded body.

Chang'e looked at Wu Xiaoming, who had his eyes tightly closed and his brows furrowed, and did not know how to comfort him. She could only tightly hold his hand. Everything was said and done.