The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

After the ten-zhang-high monument, the soil enveloped like a hill, and Xia Tuo asked the tribe to move plants and trees in the mountains to make the mountain envelopes evergreen.

In order to drive out this monument, Xia Tuo personally took the tribe with them for two full days, then pulled out of the mountain and dragged it out to stand.

"The two seniors, the conditions are limited, so it can only be so, I hope to forgive me."

Pour the last handful of soil under the stele, Xia Tuo waved his hand to let the tribe rest, he came to the Totem Hall and bowed and said.

It took ten days to converge the bones of the tribesmen. During this time, Qianshanlie and Qianshanjue never came out of the totem hall.

However, Xia Tuo knew that the two old guys had been watching, floating there, watching him and the people's movements motionlessly.

"Thank you little friend."

The blue light flickered in the Totem Hall, and after a few breaths, a voice came from Qian Shanlie.

"This is what the younger generation can do right now, and it must be passed on. This kind of grace will not be forgotten by the Xia tribe."

Behind Xia Tuo, Lu led the warriors of the clan standing one by one, bowed and saluted toward the Totem Hall.

"Ugh……"

After a few more breaths, the blue light flickered, and the voice came out.

"While I was still here, outside of the remote border, there was an edict from the Human Race Royal Court. The edict: Those who cover the demon and protect the tribe, should be the princes of the cracking soil for labor. If possible, save more Clan, it’s not easy for the Frontier Clan."

Terran Royal Court?

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo looked startled.

For a long time, he has guessed that beyond the Eternal Mountain Range, the human race has a higher civilization heritage.

For example, the small clans deep in the mountains polished stone soldiers and bone soldiers, while the Dafeng tribe and the Heishui tribe have bronze weapons, and perhaps there are iron weapons in other tribes.

In more remote places, there are more powerful tribes and civilizations.

The Royal Court of the Human Race, just by listening to the name, knows that it should be the place where the civilization of the Human Race is integrated.

However, he shook his head again, with a wry smile at the corner of his mouth. What kind of royal court, what big demon, what saving people, are still a little far away from him right now, and working hard to farm and increase strength is the kingly way.

It's not easy for the frontier human race.

He Xia Tuo is easy!

It's not easy.

From the very beginning, I heard people say that life is not easy, but I never thought it was so difficult.

I thought it would be difficult to eat or wear warmth, but I didn't expect that there would be a big demon dormant in the wild and feed on people.

Soon, he once again led the tribe to salute the Totem Hall, and Xia Tuo headed towards the Witch Hall behind.

In the Totem Hall, two hazy figures whirling, standing beside a broken god pillar, their eyes turned towards the tomb outside the hall for a long time without words.

Ugh……

...

A day later, Xia Tuo left the Daqian tribe with his tribe and embarked on the return journey. Each of the group carried a huge bronze box.

In the copper box are the witchcraft skin scrolls obtained from the witch hall of the Daqian tribe, the foundation and quenching method, and some smelting methods for casting bronze soldiers, and the method of keeping animals in captivity.

As long as these things are digested, the strength of the Xia tribe will increase by leaps and bounds. In comparison, the broken armors are not worth mentioning.

Three others took turns carrying a large black pillar three feet high, which was the force measurement totem pole Xia Tuo dreamed of.

He and Lu were protecting them one after another. This time they didn't take the way they came, but the other ancient road that Qianshan Jue had informed him.

As the medium-sized tribe that dominated the Wangu Mountains back then, the Daqian tribe was familiar with the Wangu Mountains. In order to communicate with the outside world, several mountain roads were opened in the forest.

As for the bones of the four totem warriors who went to the Daqian tribe to fall, they can only come back to the tribe to fetch them again.

...

Gale tribe.

In a stone hall to the south of the settlement, he walked around in the hall. As the seventh elder in the tribe, he was qualified to own a stone hall.

From the time he met Xia Tuo when he went to the Lu tribe to fetch salt, he has been unable to get rid of salt anymore for more than a year.

The fine white salt obtained by the Xia tribe made him favored by the patriarch and elders.

However, in fact, the real reason is that these fine white salt, as a rare resource, exchanged missing materials for the tribe and made up for the consumption of the battle.

It was with this opportunity that he jumped from an ordinary totem warrior in the clan to the last elder in the line.

But elders are always elders, even if they are in the bottom, they are still not comparable to totem fighters.

Now his status is not worse than that of the totem warriors of the thousand-lord rank in the clan. You must know that to become a totem warrior of the thousand-lord rank, you need to have at least four thousand jun's great power, and he is still a little behind four thousand jun.

As he paced in the hall, his expression was constantly changing. Under Xia Tuo's sway over the years, his courage gradually grew.

Every time he obtained fine white salt from the Xia tribe, he secretly intercepted a quarter or two. It was with the intercepted white salt that he traded for witch medicine from other tribes.

Not only has his strength increased from two thousand jun to more than three thousand jun, his own baby has already possessed eight hundred jun's power at the age of thirteen, and he has become a totem warrior.

After he tasted the sweetness, he was out of control. Fortunately, although he was secretly intercepted, he was conscientious in the things ordered by the clan and did not dare to be lazy. The patriarch and the elder were very satisfied.

But if you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts.

Just now the great elder asked him to say that the Heishui tribe also has fine white salt.

Not long ago, the second elders took the white salt to the Qiuyu tribe in the plains outside the mountains to barter, and discovered that the elders of the Heishui tribe were also present in the Qiuyu department.

Well, when the two already rival tribes met, it was naturally creases. Fortunately, I knew that I didn't dare to fight in the Qiyu Department.

The words of the great elder directly surprised him. His first thought was that Xia Tuo was going to kill him.

He was extremely affirmed in his heart that the fine white salt of the Heishui tribe came from the Xia tribe, but unfortunately there was no evidence.

In a short period of time, although the great elder did not doubt, he could not guarantee that the great elder would not doubt it next time.

When he thought of Xia Tuo becoming the totem warrior of the Open Mountain Realm, the anger he had just raised suddenly vented.

You can't provoke it here, you can't provoke it over there, why is it so bitter.

"Seven Elders."

At this moment, a figure walked in outside the hall, and was also Xia Tuo's old acquaintance, Luo.

After getting a small packet of salt from Xia Tuo for the first time, Luo gradually moved closer to Xi.

"Get ready, let's go to the Xia tribe."

"I'll summon the soldiers."

Luo Yingsheng turned and exited the hall.

"Ok."

He snorted, and just as Luo walked out of the temple, he said again: "Forget it, you stay in the tribe. Nowadays, there is a shortage of fighters in the clan. I will protect the clan and I will go to the Xia tribe."

After thinking for a while, Jie decided to go to the Xia tribe by himself. Xia Tuo was a soldier in the open mountain realm. If the patriarch and the great elder did not go, he would send food even if he took many people.

"Xia Zuzong, what are you doing?"

Shaking his head, he turned and walked towards the hall, put on a pair of armor, and left the tribe.

...

After ten days of trekking, Xia Tuo took the tribe back to the clan, and the great elder excitedly ran down the mountain with a cane to greet him.

It was too dangerous to go to the depths of the mountains. After all these days of fear, the patriarch finally returned.

Looking at the copper box on the back of the tribe and the big black pillars, the elder was even more happier, and his cane kept tapping the ground.

However, he counted the people coming back from the mountains and forests one by one, counting twice before and after, only to find that there were four people missing, and his expression was darkened.

With a sigh, he went to meet Xia Tuo.

"Patriarch."

"Go back to the tribe."

Along the winding mountain road, Xia Tuo returned to the top of the mountain, watching the greenery in the terraced fields, and the ears of rice that had just been spit out from the corn. He felt it necessary to give a name to the place where his tribe was located.

After all, when other tribes ask him where the Xia tribe is, they will say that they are on the top of the mountain.

"Set the force test totem on the open ground outside the clan hall."

When the clan land was established a year ago, a large area of ​​space was reserved outside the clan hall for the purpose of placing the force measurement totem pole, but this pillar was long overdue.

boom!

The force measurement totem pole has just been erected here, and the people are already surrounded by the clansmen. One by one, they looked at the three-foot-high stone pillars that were as dark as ink but covered with grid patterns.

"I'm coming!"

Li squeezed out of the crowd, moved his arm, and hit the force measuring stone pillar.

"Ah hi!"

boom!

There was a roar, and suddenly blue light appeared on the force measuring stone pillar, and it rose one step at a time from the bottom.

The force measurement totem pole is divided into five major grids, each of which has ten small grids, and each small grid represents the strength of Baijun. Once an ordinary person has a power of more than nine Baijun, he can try to visualize the totem and become a real totem warrior. Up.

In the blink of an eye, the blue light on the force measurement totem pole broke through three large grids in one fell swoop, and the blue light began to slow down gradually.

Five, six, seven...

The blue light finally disappeared on the seventh small grid.

The power of three thousand seven hundred knots.

"I'll try it too."

Seeing Li's movements, Ju also squeezed in, pushed Li aside, and blasted towards the force measuring stone pillar.

...

Xia Tuo didn't join in the fun with the clansmen. He stood outside the clan hall watching the crowded clansmen, listening to the constant shouts.

"Giant! Giant!"

"Four thousand and one hundred jun!"

Totem warrior of thousands of chiefs!

Glancing at the big man in the crowd, Xia Tuo turned and walked towards the clan hall, just to see the rein fish trying to squeeze in and have a look outside the crowd, and seeing Xia Tuo coming back, wanting to go but daring to go.

"Go ahead."

For the young people in the tribe, what they want most is to become a powerful totem warrior.

In the past, this expectation was illusory. Once you have a force measuring totem pole, you can know how much power you have, and how far you can become a totem warrior.

"Elder, the copper box is placed in the clan hall, and the clan soldiers are arranged to guard it, and no one can approach it."

After the order, Xia Tuo moved towards the Totem Hall.

"Woohoo."

As soon as he stepped into the Totem Hall, Huu appeared from the Totem Pillar, rushed to his body, making an excited whine.

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