The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

On the cliff south of the top of the mountain, Xia Tuo stood with his hand in his hand, watching the deer disappearing in the jungle.

With the best weapons in the tribe, embarked on the most dangerous journey. The Eternal Mountain Range is so big that even if the Gale Department dared not be deep in it, it was enough to see the crisis deep in the mountain range.

During this trip to explore the ruins of the Daqian tribe, all I know are the names of the Daqian tribe and the Qingman Mountain. Everything needs to be found by the deer themselves.

Fortunately, there are a lot of human tribes scattered in the mountains and wilds of the Wangu Mountains. Perhaps you can get news from them. A low-level tribe makes him be careful. What kind of medium tribe looks like, which makes people look forward to.

What is even more shocking is how such a powerful tribe was destroyed.

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"Oh oh oh..."

There was a roar in the barren forest below the mountain, dozens of figures in the forest shuttled quickly, and it was the clan soldiers from the tribe who had returned.

The 100 soldiers in the tribe are divided into two parts, one is stationed at the top of the tribe's hill, and the gate of the valley, the other part goes out to hunt and sharpen every day.

Totem warriors can directly absorb the blood of the beast to increase their strength, but ordinary people can't. They can only swallow it raw, so the essence of the beast is inevitably wasted.

However, there is no other way. Although there is waste, it is one of the few ways to improve strength.

Dozens of figures carried their hands on their shoulders, dragging the huge fierce beast towards the tribe, and the strong blood spread out. Many people were stained with blood, but they didn't care.

"Patriarch."

"Wow, we are back."

Seeing Xia Tuo standing on the top of the mountain from a long distance away, he opened his mouth and shouted.

Ju Heli walked forward quickly, grabbed the vines hanging on the cliff, and soon came to Xia Tuo, grabbed the bamboo basket on his back and handed it to Xia Tuo like a treasure.

"Patriarch, look."

Xia Tuo shook his head and chuckled with two big men who were taller than him.

He took the bamboo basket and saw a touch of greenery. It was a sword-shaped grass with thorns on the edge, and the whole body was emerald green with six leaves.

"Thorn sword grass."

The root of the grass is a large piece of soil, with a few roots exposed.

This is already very good. It is already a big embarrassment for a group of brawny guys with the thickness of a radish finger to play with herbs that are no more than a few inches tall.

"Silver fish."

Then Xia Tuo shouted, and a teenager hurried over not far away.

"Patriarch."

Rein Xiaoyu, an orphan adopted by the Great Elder Rein in the tribe.

A few days ago, after the tribe had a surname, the elder named the boy Halo. After Xia Tuo knew it, he asked the little guy to run errands by his side, and changed his name to Halo Xiaoyu.

"Go and give this herb to the witch."

"Okay."

The rein fish picked up the bamboo basket and ran towards the tribe.

Seeing the rein fish leave, Xia Tuo moved towards the tribe.

Stone Temple of the Ministry of Agriculture.

In the stone hall, Shao was sitting behind a stone platform, and the stone platform in front of him was piled with a pile of scattered seeds, large and small, with different colors.

She fiddled with these seeds one by one, squeezing the seeds apart from time to time, and tasting them with the tip of her tongue to see if they could be eaten, even Xia Tuo didn't even notice when Xia Tuo entered the stone hall.

After a long time, Shao had a look of disappointment in her eyes. The seeds and fruits in front of her were all bitter and inedible. She pressed her face with her palms on the stone platform, revealing a depressed look.

"Patriarch."

At this time, Shao saw Xia Tuo standing not far in front of him.

After speaking, Shao seemed to have thought of something, turned around and walked to the depths of the stone temple, took out a stone jar, and placed it in front of Xia Tuo.

"Xiaomi!"

For a moment,

The small rice grains are mixed with black, and there are some chaffs, which are not shiny, but a black oily light comes into view.

"Where did this come from?"

The grains of rice in the palm of his hand were mixed with black and gold, but Xia Tuo did not admit that it was corn. He had not eaten it in his previous life.

At this moment, the corn in his hand is black and yellow, with a slight white entrainment in it, and the grains are fine.

"The day before yesterday, a small tribe who came to exchange for salt brought it and was sent to me."

"Where is that little tribe?"

Soon, Xia Tuo realized that there must be corn growing near the small tribe that sent corn.

"I have already asked the people of the tribe. The people of that small tribe call themselves the Millet tribe, which is about ten mountains away from us."

"To find this tribe, you must find this tribe."

Seeing Shao's surprised eyes, Xia Tuo went on to say: "Wash out the rice husks with water and boil them in a stone pot."

Shao nodded and wrote it down, ready to try it after Xia Tuo left.

"What is the command of the patriarch?"

"You choose a few young and handy women to open up a new world as a medicinal field near the Wudian Temple, where you can plant medicinal herbs."

"Yes, I will arrange it now."

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Two days later, the family hall.

The largest stone hall in the tribe was used by Xia Tuo as a clan hall for negotiating clan affairs. He held several ears of rice like dog's tail grass in his hands, and the ears of rice pressed by the black and yellow rice grains bent over.

"Patriarch, the riverside area near the Millet Tribe is covered with this kind of grass, and the Millet Tribe is relying on this kind of grass to fill their hunger."

Under Xia Tuo, Li said, he didn't know why the patriarch told him not to hunt, so he had to find such a grass, which was ugly and ugly.

Fiddled with the ear of rice in his hand, the ripe corn fell off, Xia Tuo felt very good.

This thing is not only edible, it can also make wine.

He ignored the incomprehension in Li's eyes. Don't underestimate any grass, like the grass next door. At first, it was stepped on by a big guy and then chewed by a deer, but it became a big guy.

"Is there a lot of this kind of corn over there?"

"A lot, can't see the side."

To the patriarch's question, Li still answered the question.

"Little fish, call Elder Shao."

Squatting in the corner of the hall, the small fish with toes, quickly got up and ran out, and soon came to the hall.

"How about corn porridge?"

Seeing Shao coming in, Xia Tuo handed her Mi Sui.

There is no need for Shao to answer at all, but you can tell by the look on Shaoqi's face that the corn porridge is very good.

"Let Li take twenty warriors from the tribe to gather corn near the Millet tribe, take the richest crystal corn as the seed, and plant it in the terraced fields on the hillsides on both sides of my tribe."

"Yes."

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Seeing Li and Shao withdraw from the main hall, Xia Tuo leaned back on the stone chair, thinking constantly in his heart that the tribe is gradually getting on the right track, with the right time and place, and everyone in hand.

Just as he was immersed in the plan for the next development of the tribe, Hong came in haste.

"Patriarch, two people have come outside and want to see the Lord of the Lu tribe."

Hong's voice was very loud, and the soldier who had just been stationed on the valley entrance city wall told him that two unknown guys had arrived outside the valley, and he came to tell Xia Tuo without delay.

"By the way, they said they were from the Black Water Ministry."

"Black Water Department?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo's expression condensed and said, "Bring them in."

The Black Water Ministry is the inferior tribe that competes with the Gale Ministry for the Blackfang waters. What are they doing here to find the Lu tribe?

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Not long after, there was a sound outside the hall, and Hong walked in with two people full of evil spirits.

"Are you the leader of the Lu tribe?"

Entering the hall, the brawny man dressed in black animal skins and carrying a white bone knife spoke up.

At this moment, Xia Tuo had a panoramic view of the two people in front of him. The man with a bone knife on his back should be more than 40 years old. The gully on his face was obvious, and he had obviously experienced a lot of wind and frost.

Beside him is a young man, also carrying a bone soldier on his back, but respecting the bone knife man.

"Yes, are you?"

After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo said.

"Humph."

The bone knife man snorted coldly, and said: "Black Water Ministry Totem Warrior Bone, what do you promise to give me the salt of the Black Water Ministry?"

Xia Tuo was stunned, and then reacted that the Lu tribe was still secretly connected to the Heishui Ministry. As a tribe under the rule of the Gale Ministry, it was obviously in collusion with the Heishui Ministry.

Seeing Xia Tuo's expression, a sharp flash flashed in his bones, saying: "You won't regret it anymore, right."

"of course not!"

Xia Tuo whispered: "Sit down, two people, how can I go back on what my tribe promised?"

It seems that the two people from the Heishui Ministry have never met the Lu tribe, otherwise they would not act like this, but they don't know what the Lu tribe and the Heishui Ministry discussed in private.

Seeing Xia Tuo agree to come down, the bone complexion eased, and he sat on the stone chair next to him.

"How was the battle in the Blackfang waters?"

At this moment, Xia Tuo's voice rang in the ears of the two of them, and the expression of bones changed and then recovered, but the expression of the youth next to him showed anger and helplessness.

"The final victory will definitely belong to my Black Water Department. At that time, my force will be able to cross the Black Tooth waters and reach the depths of this mountain range. Don't let yourself be mistaken, Chief Lu!"

For a while, Bone's expression grew colder again.

"Ah."

Xia Tule was gone, and he dared to threaten himself in his own home, whether this person was mentally retarded.

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