The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Having a Celestial Vessel Warrior in the Human Race is enough to create a medium-sized tribe, like the Great Thousand Tribe, and only a superior tribe can have such a strong fighter beyond the Celestial Vessel.

The clam clan once had such a powerful person. It is true that clams are not in appearance, and the sea is incomparable.

Even if it is now declining, Xia Tuo has made up his mind at this moment, and must get close to the Mug people.

Not for mussel beads, but mainly for the friendship between the two races.

I think that the system that was shot to death at the beginning said that it made him live to a hundred years old, and I was quite happy. It is really more angry than a clam, and he has turned to ashes. People are still under adulthood after clams, and they have a long Time can live, can't afford to offend.

There is a kind of strength, called living for a long time, to kill you.

"The ancestors of the Beng clan recorded that there was a powerful human tribe in this mountain range. The leader of the tribe was known as Uncle Wangu, with millions of tribes. The power spanned north and south of the Wangu Mountains. Ten thousand tribes came to the kingdom. of."

"Oh oh." Xia Tuo nodded mechanically as he was taught.

He was thinking in his heart, the gap of two thousand, one million, this ratio is about to cry, it is like crying without tears.

This is a powerful tribe that appeared earlier than the Daqian tribe in the Wangu Mountains.

Look, Uncle Wang, this is probably the name of this mountain range.

"Can Chief Xia find this kind of bottle?"

Returning the porcelain bottle in his hand to the mussel man in front of him, Xia Tuo said, "Yes."

Isn't it just porcelain? Let's burn it when we go back.

"But this kind of thing was passed down a long time ago. I haven't seen it in the Qiuyu tribe. There are only some black pottery pots, so it takes some time to find it."

Xia Tuo didn't feel incredible that the big tribes could burn porcelain at the beginning. The wisdom of the human race is very powerful. Imagine a powerful tribe that exists as a giant in the eyes of the surrounding tribes. Naturally, it will begin to pay attention to the details of life.

The strength of the tribe is not only the strength of the strong, but the strength of everything in the tribe, including the livelihood of the people, and the honor and pride of the tribe for the tribe. Simply put, it is the grand tolerance.

The guys who can’t eat enough and don’t wear warmth spend all their time looking for food all day long. They don’t even have to deal with themselves, and they have a shabby appearance. If such people have tolerance and pride, ghosts will come.

Anyway, if this thing is burned, it can also go to other tribes to barter, not just for the Mug people.

When the words fell, Xia Tuo arched his hands, turned and jumped out of the Clam Hall, and returned to the shore.

This business is not without gain, at least I know that a long time ago, this land was indeed a powerful human tribe, and the human tribe established a relatively high civilization, but it was just lost.

"Farewell."

Xia Tuo then took the small clam shell thrown over after the clam, and took the people back home.

The huge clam palace on the water behind him did not immediately disappear. Watching Xia Tuo and his party disappear into the depths of the forest in the back of the clam, the huge clam shell slowly began to sink.

"After the mussel, this Xia tribe is really good."

The little clam girl who was serving next to the clam said softly, and the other little clam girl nodded in agreement.

The Queen of Clam groaned, and there was a hint of thought on Qiao's face, she was a little doubtful whether she had met someone worse.

She learned from the clam book handed down from the clan that there are so many bad people in the human clan, why did she meet a good one?

The mussels and the Xia tribe are connected because many years ago, Xia Tuo buried a dead mussel at the edge of the water, and later rescued several captured mussels from the Heishui tribe. She knew all this. of.

Terran is really strange.

The queen of the clam looked at the pearls all over the floor in his hall, the corals like trees, showing a pensive look.

No, that human race is also bad.

She observed the joy that the person saw in the eyes of the clamball, but he exchanged things instead of grabbing them.

It was strange that people liked the mussel beads she didn't bother to pick.

...

On the way back to the tribe, Xia Tuo showed contemplation. He didn't say enough about what he said behind the mussel. It was a difficult problem for him to make porcelain.

He remembered that special clay was needed to make porcelain.

To be honest, he hadn't seen porcelain burning, but he had seen burning red bricks. I don't know if it was the same.

Incomprehensible, embarrassing his patriarch.

It seems that returning to the tribe needs to brainstorm again.

Fortunately, he is not alone. He has a whole tribe as the backing. He only needs to provide an idea and let the tribe to try.

"Yes, it seems to dig a cave as a place to burn the porcelain embryos. No, you have to find mud first."

Find mud.

Dig cave dwellings.

Find mud.

...

Along the way, Xia Tuo felt that this was more difficult than cultivation.

How many times have you missed the system a thousand times?

After returning to the tribe, he found several old craftsmen from the clan and talked about his thoughts.

"Patriarch, you mean burning pots."

In the stone house, an old man with a little beard and hair sitting around the campfire said.

Xia Tuo thought for a while, first there was pottery and then there was porcelain. Porcelain was discovered during the process of making pottery by the human race, and then nodded and said, "Uh, yes."

"You burned a batch of pottery for the tribal people to use."

It suddenly occurred to him that he had been patronizing the development of armed forces over the years, and had really neglected the aspects of life. How could a powerful tribe be like this?

"Patriarch, this is easy to handle. Many people in the clan burn some small pottery for use. There is a piece of mud dug out from Niutoushan on the back to make pottery."

"Okay, this matter is left to you."

Dismissed a few old men, Xia Tuo shook his head. It seems that he has to do it step by step if he wants to burn it. Who doesn't know how to do it? Some things can make people hold back even if they are separated by a piece of window paper. dead.

That afternoon, the giant who went to the tribe to barter in the wilderness outside the mountain returned, and brought back a large amount of ores and materials needed by the tribe.

In the valley, the green wind horses that unloaded their ore and resources from their backs screamed up to the sky one by one, and then ran out of the tribe. The clansmen did not stop them. There was green fire on these green wind horses.

"Patriarch, I'm back."

Putting things down, the giant immediately came to see Xia Tuo.

"Thank you, this one will go back and forth for twenty days."

"Hey, no hard work."

Ju touched his head, as if thinking of something, he said, "I would like to thank the patriarch for letting me go out so that I can see so many scenes outside the tribe."

"Yo."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo looked at Ju for a moment, this guy became more and more able to speak.

"What do you know about going out this time."

"Yes." Ju replied: "The patriarch, the Qiuyu tribe outside the mountain will host a market. I heard that the middle and lower tribes in the surrounding mountains and wasteland will bring their tribe's specialties."

"Pray for the rain tribe to hold a market."

There was a hint of interest in Xia Tuo’s eyes. The market was also owned by the Xia tribe. It had been around five years ago, but his market was a bit small, and his attraction was also scattered in the surrounding mountains, in exchange for salt. , Weapons, armor, etc., but also some mountain products returned.

"I also heard that this market is opened in turns. This year it is the turn of the Qiuyu tribe."

"Oh, say that?"

"There are four medium tribes in the wilderness, waters and mountains. It is said that there is a very powerful upper tribe to the south. In order to prevent the upper tribe from expanding northward, the four medium tribes united."

"Is this all you inquired about?"

Ju hehe smiled, and replied: "I listened to others on the road, and what others said, so I just told the patriarch."

"You bastard."

Xia Tuo cast a sullen look. They were all soldiers in the open mountain realm, and they were so naive.

"I beg the rain tribe when the market will open."

"One month later, at the Tuze Water Beach outside the Qiuyu tribe."

"Well, you go down and rest."

"Well, I'm leaving, patriarch."

Stretching out, Xia Tuo walked out of the stone house and walked around to the cliff on the southern side of the tribe. He looked down. In the direction of southeast and east, many people were digging pits and the medicine department was digging ponds.

On the top of the mountain, Hong led some other people to build the stone temple and was moving the huge stones up the mountain. Each piece was three to four meters thick and five to six meters long, but in the eyes of the totem warriors, this was nothing.

"Patriarch."

Hong, who was moving the stone, saw Xia Tuo coming over and came to him carrying the stone.

"The stone hall was built a little higher, a little bigger, um, three floors."

"Okay."

Pieces of boulders excavated near Niutou Mountain at the foot of the mountain were moved to the top of the mountain by totem warriors, and then laid up, flat stones several meters thick, not afraid to fall.

In fact, even if Xia Tuo wanted some fine work, it was just such a condition, a strong wild style.

Big.

Rough.

brutal.

The totem warrior built a house, one word was short, five days later, the three-story stone hall was built, and then Xia Tuo waved his hand to let these rough hands and feet all go to the mountain to dig a hole.

He found several old people in the clan, and carved out stone ladders, stone platforms, and stone stands in the stone temple. The temple does not use beast fire to illuminate, but uses clam pearls to illuminate.

In order to avoid the sharp edges and corners of the stone hall, he asked the tribe to sculpt the animal patterns and set up a few large stone pillars with animal patterns.

Then the various ministries put the copy rolls of the animal skin rolls recorded in these years into the stone hall. As for the second floor of the main hall, the sand table made by Anbu was placed.

For this reason, Xia Tuo specially arranged two old men, Ling and Feng, to watch. The two old men also retired from the tribe like the great elder. They have been able to take care of themselves, but they have been busy for so many years. Helped the tribe in the tribe, so Xia Tuo found a job for them.

One day later, Xia Tuo looked down from under the cliff and saw that the river dug by the flood leader was almost ten acres in size. At this moment, he was leading some people to dig the river out, preparing to divert water from the mountain. .

There is a big river outside the tribe mountain, called the Bishui River. There are many springs in the river, which are constantly surging outward. This is to draw the water from the Bishui River into the pond of the house.