The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"The halls of soldiers, agriculture, medicine, beasts, darkness, martial arts, Yi, and witches, such as the newly-configured ore proportions of the Ministry of War, and the perception of witchcraft and witch drugs in the witch hall, have been traveling throughout the year. When walking in the mountains and forests, the terrain and the habits of the medicinal plants and crops cultivated by the Ministry of Medicine and Agriculture must be recorded."

In the clan hall, Xia Tuo's voice resounded.

"Patriarch, I wrote it down a long time ago."

The bow elder of the Ministry of War said, once he went to visit Xia Tuo and saw the animal skin scroll recorded in Xia Tuo’s stone house. After returning to the Ministry of War, he also learned how to understand his own feelings and various things he encountered. I wrote it down.This is not easy to forget.

Of course, he used his own methods to record, such as painting villains, and characters learned from the old man Wu, few people except him recognized.

There is no other way around this. This is the second constraint on the development of the tribe that Xia Tuo has encountered now. In the tribe, apart from witches, very few people understand words.

"Me too."

The deer also nodded. Xia Tuo gave him how to draw a topographical map a long time ago. Now the mountainous terrain surrounding the tribe has been copied on the animal skin scroll.

Xia Tuo nodded, and then said, "This is not enough. Starting today, the various experiences and experiences recorded by the various ministries in the past years will be copied again, and will be stored in the stone hall after the stone hall is built. To prevent the loss of these experiences that can be passed on to future generations."

"Not only that, from now on, every other month, all ministries will copy all the things sorted out during this month and send them to the stone hall."

After thinking for a while, Xia Tuo said: "This stone temple is called the Inheritance Hall. If our Xia tribe can be passed down from generation to generation, even if we are no longer there, the tribe will be able to flourish again with the things in the inheritance temple."

"Yes."

Hearing this, the ministers' eyes were full of joy, and the patriarch was planning for the future.

Worthy of being the patriarch.

None of us thought of it.

"Deer, your Anbu must not only copy the map, but also shape all the sand tables on the southern foot of the Wangu Mountains."

Lu got up and said: "The patriarch can rest assured that the dark parts of the sand table in the south of the Wangu Mountain Range have been shaping, and there is no slack."

"Ok."

Xia Tuo nodded and waved, everyone on the stone chair could go back to rest.

"Remember, it is important to pay attention to the inheritance of tribal civilization.

"Yes."

...

Returning to his stone house, Xia Tuo sat on the stone window. After a long time, his thoughts were emptied, and his internal breath began to derive from flesh and blood, wandering around his body and limbs.

The totem god pattern on the front of his chest seemed to be alive, exuding scorching heat, and the internal breath in the body gathered like a big river, like a small blue dragon, but he has not been able to get it for five years.

The open mountain realm derives internal energy, while the Tianmai realm is where the internal energy rushes through the internal energy. Unfortunately, the internal energy travels throughout the body. He can't find where the heavens are. It can only be said that the opportunity has not arrived.

After sitting quietly for one night, on the second day, the two hundred copper forks made by the military department of the clan were tied up with animal skins and placed on the back of Qingfeng horse.

LiuLiu~~

Seeing Xia Tuo's arrival, Qing Huo couldn't help but hiss, and the totem god pattern on the center of his eyebrows beating like a blue flame.

Touching the big head of Qinghuo, Xia Tuo turned over and stepped on his horse, and took the lead out of the valley. I have to say that the Qingfeng Horse is a good mount. In the undulating mountain forest, riding like a flat ground, I can't feel it. Too big bumps.

Qing Huo took the lead, and there were more than a dozen Qingfeng horses behind him, without being led by anyone. Behind them were more than a dozen tribesmen riding Qingfeng horses.

"Roar."

As soon as he left the tribe, Qinghuo groaned.

After patted the scared head, Xia Tuo said loudly, "Do you want to eat meat."

LiuLiu~~

Qing Huo's eyes widened, and his pupils exuded deep.

"what."

Xia Tuo really noticed the difference between Qinghuo. After Qinghuo was brought into the tribe, this horse was different from the ferocious beast in the wilderness. As a result, Qinghuo's spirituality was very high. At the beginning, he even specifically asked Wuwu to activate the totem. The deity evolved the cultivation method for Qing Huo to see.

It can be said that the green fire of our family is a green wind horse that can cultivate, and it is not the same as the cruel and evil things in the wild old forest.

After leaving the tribe, along the mountain col in the southeast direction of the tribe, heading to the east, at noon the next day, I came to the waters of Heifang. The endless water was sparkling and deep.

Sitting on the back of the green fire, standing by the water, he took a palm-sized water clam from his arms and threw it into the water.

Gurulu.

The falling water clam suddenly produced many bubbles and then sank under the water.

Xia Tuo was not in a hurry. After a while, ripples appeared on the calm water in front of him, and the ripples became bigger and bigger, turning into waves, and mussel shells several meters in size floated up from the bottom of the water.

Click!

The clam shell opened, revealing a clam man with a copper fork in his hand, just floating on the water.

This made Xia Tuo seem very puzzled, would hiding the copper fork in the mussel shell be painful and happy?

"Master Xia tribe."

The few mussels floating on the water saluted Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo smiled and nodded slightly, and said, "You guys are using this weapon?"

"We used it very smoothly."

Said a clam man wearing colorful scaly armor.

Every time Xia Tuo saw the scales on the clam people, he felt a pity. The clam people were born with scale armor. Unfortunately, they couldn't wear the Xia tribe's armor.

Thinking of this, Xia Tuo felt a lot of clam beads flying away.

"Well, if there is any problem, my Xia tribe will give you a new one for free."

"Master Xia tribe, you are such a good person."

...

For a time, Xia Tuo received many good people cards.

Wow!

During the chat, huge waves appeared on the water, a huge mussel shell, Xia Tuo estimated that it was as big as his own family hall, it was simply a super mobile fortress.

"See behind the clam."

The mussel people who had just chatted with Xia Tuo saluted, and their bodies were about to stick to their shells.

Click!Click!Click!

The huge clam shell slowly opened wide, blinding Xia Tuo's dog's eyes.

Corals, pearls, crystals, colorful, colorful mussels live in the shells.

Originally thought that the mussel people trapped in the water were the soil turtles, Xia Tuo realized that he was the soil turtle, the mussel people were really proud.

Inside the clam shell, the ground is covered with pearls, the crystal is the pillar, the coral is embellished, and the white jade is the sitting bed.

At this moment, Xia Tuo had only one thought in his mind.

Grandma's, own weapons are sold cheaply.

"After the mussel, set it up."

At Qingfeng Horse, Xia Tuo said with a fist.

"It's been a long time since Clan Chief Xia."

A clever and pleasant voice sounded. Behind the mussel was a young mussel girl, dressed in a colorful dress and a golden hairpin. If it weren't for a colorful mussel shell behind her, she looked undoubtedly human from a distance.

"It's been a long time since I saw the queen of mussels. This is the weapon the mussels need."

Under Xia Tuo's gesture, the clansmen behind him immediately unloaded their weapons from Qingfeng and put them in the water. Then the Clam clans lifted them up and disappeared under the water.

In the clam hall, the clam was lying on the white jade sitting on the back side. With a pick of Bai Nen's finger, a huge clam shell flew up and fell to the shore, the clam shell slowly opened.

It is full of mussel beads, the water is crystal clear, and the spiritual power is bright.

The queen is also a refreshing clam, there is no bargaining at all.

In fact, under the encirclement and suppression of the Heishui and Dafeng tribes in those years, the Beng tribe lost a lot of their tribesmen. This is why they want to buy weapons.

Now that Xia Tuo didn't like the killing, but he bartered with them, it was simply the luck of the Clam race.

"If the Clam people need it in the future, they can barter with our Xia tribe. If our Xia tribe doesn't have it, the bartering team in my tribe has traveled all over the Eternal Mountain Range and the wilderness outside the mountains, and they can always buy them.

"Oh."

The Empress’s eyes lit up. The Clam tribe didn’t like killing. They bought weapons to protect themselves. They preferred to live the life they wanted under the water.

It’s a leisurely day to produce mussel beads and pick up your own mussel shells.

The Dafeng tribe and the Heishui tribe will bite them only if they annoy them.

"Patriarch Xia, this is something passed down from my clam clan, look at it."

Xia Tuo got off his horse and jumped into the clam hall, and stopped at a position more than ten meters behind the clam. He looked at his feet, and the pearls shone brightly, and once again felt that the clam was so proud.

A clam man handed things from behind the clam to Xia Tuo.

"porcelain!"

Xia Tuo was surprised, he really recognized this thing.

For a while, he suspected that he was not in the barbaric era, where I am and who I am.

He wouldn't be surprised if there is a clay pot, it's really porcelain, check it!

This porcelain bottle is about one foot in size, slightly slender, with a bigger mouth and lower abdomen just right, and a bit fatter is a jar, and it is barely a porcelain bottle if it is less.

Seeing the change in Xia Tuo's expression, the eyes of the back of the clam lit up, and Xia Tuo really knew this thing.

"After the mussel, where did this porcelain vase come from."

"Ancestral, it's been a long time."

The Queen of Mussel replied very simply. The mussel family has been in this waters for a long time, and it has been called another name before the waters of Heifang for a long time.

"How long is a long time."

Xia Tuo asked subconsciously, but suddenly realized that this was not his tribe, but the Clam Clan, and couldn't help but smile.

"do not know."

The queen shook her head. It didn't take long for her to become a mussel.

About seven or eight years ago, the clam clan’s civil strife was due to the issue of the succession of the clam queen. At that time, the secret of the clam spirit was passed on. It was known by the Heishui and Dafeng tribes, and only then did Heishui and Dafeng die in Heifang waters for several years , Gave Xia Tuo development time.

Speaking of which, he has to thank the Clam tribe.

"Every generation of our clam clam family has a long life span. If you cultivate to the Celestial Vein Realm, it will be enough to survive for a thousand years. This Clam Palace was left by an ancestor who had cultivated more than the Celestial Vein Realm."

The words behind the mussel made Xia Tuo jealous. What is the background, this is the background, just saying anything can scare you to death.