The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

It grows after eating, and it grows after eating.

It is indeed a name given by the tribe's little ancestor. It is very good and powerful, and Xia Tuo feels that he has become a pig farmer for a while, and he is a good match.

But looking at Qiao'er's aggrieved appearance, he couldn't stand it immediately. This is the tribe's little ancestor, a teenage sorcerer. Looking at all the tribes of the entire Wangu Mountain plus the Tuze Wasteland, I am afraid that there is no such small and talented one. Sorcerer, have to be pampered.

"Qiao'er, take your time, you can configure a witch potion that can increase your strength by less than three thousand jun. You are already very powerful. The old witch is so old, and now you don't know how to tinker with some herbs."

"Uncle Patriarch, you can't say Grandpa Wu."

Qiao'er narrowed her mouth and hummed.

"Well, don't say he doesn't tell him, what the old man has to say."

Xia Tuo tasted so much that he was beaten by the old man again. He turned his words and said, "Qiao'er, the witch medicine that grows after eating, needs any medicinal ingredients."

"You need the bone marrow of the cross-blood, the flaming red flower, the gall of the cross-blood crocodile, and the blood grass.

"That is to say, the witch medicine combined with the blood of the fierce beast, various animal bone soups, etc., can quickly increase their strength in a short period of time for the Warriors of the Stonebreaking Realm under three thousand yuan."

Xia Tuo leaned on the stone chair, thinking in his heart. Earlier, he said that such a potion would require twenty cross-blood skins. Of course, this was the price of bartering. He even thought that the Xia tribe could barter. A price can also be mentioned in the past.

In fact, if you really want to count it, these tribes can go out hunting for the bones of mixed-blooded beasts and gall-blooded crocodiles. In the past, hunting teams hunted other beasts as well, not just hunting more crocodiles.

The hardest thing to get is the flaming red flower and the blood-energy grass. If you want to lower Chen Ben, you can only cultivate it in your own tribe.

He kept thinking about returning to the stone house where he was, and found out a scroll of animal skins, and began to write and paint on it.

For a long time, he felt that for a truly powerful tribe, every member of the tribe should at least become a totem warrior in the stone-breaking realm. Totem warriors are the starting point of every tribe. Everyone has great power, otherwise What is the role of worshipping totem pillars?

Of course, he couldn't do this right now, and the entire tribe north of the Tuze Wasteland couldn't do this.

Today, Qiao'er is equipped with a plan to increase the strength of totem warriors below the strength level of three thousand jun, and it is completely possible to achieve it, provided that the problem of cultivating flaming red flowers and blood-energy plants is solved.

Even if the tribe can find a fast-growing fierce beast that is easy to become a mixed-blood realm to cultivate, and take the blood and bone marrow of the animal for use, then the witch medicine will grow after it is eaten, and large-scale mass production can be achieved.

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"Patriarch."

While Xia Tuo was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, a voice rang out from the stone house, and the four of Fear, Wolf, Wind, and Ji who were outside returned.

The four people entered the stone house, and a strong blood and evil spirit filled them. The animal robes on the four of them were torn and stained with blood. Some of the blood stains had dried up and turned into black, which had obviously gone through a long period of tempering.

Xia Tuo looked at the four savages with great interest. The four of them had their heads disheveled, but a pair of eyes shone brightly, exuding divine light like wild beasts.

"I'm not here these days, how are you doing in cultivation, can you perceive the opportunity for promotion?"

Feng Bai glanced at the three of them, and said aloud to Xia Tuo: "Patriarch, I have noticed that there is a feeling of powerlessness. Every time the blood qi from the depths of the flesh and blood is derived, it seems to be imprisoned in it, as if there is nothing. ."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up. As the only woman among the four, she felt angry before the other three. It must be said that women are not weaker than men.

"Quickly talk about it, how did you perceive the appearance of breath."

Xia Tuo waved for the four of them to sit down, and he rolled out a roll of animal skins, ready to write it down.

"I..." Feng thought for a while, and said, "I refining blood, fighting with wild beasts, refining blood, fighting with wild beasts, refining blood,

Xia Tuo put down the pen that Xia Tuo grabbed, and put it aside as a tongue twister. There was no difference between saying it and not saying it.

However, it also shows the true essence of cultivation, which is to constantly squeeze oneself, sharpen oneself every day, and get promoted naturally.

As for talents, most of them are ordinary people. Xia Tuo felt that if his tribe had such a small genius as Qiao'er, it was very good. In a short time, he would not pray for a genius who had never met in a thousand years.

The tribe is the foundation of the Rockbreaker Realm warriors, enough Rockbreaker Realm warriors can give birth to enough Open Mountain Realm warriors, enough Open Mountain Realm warriors can guarantee the emergence of Heavenly Vein Realm warriors, like a pyramid, layer by layer. Go up, the higher you go, the less the number will be.

Therefore, the foundation of this martial arts pyramid is a sufficient number of people, and what the Chachaxia tribe lacks is the number of people.

On the issue of the Feng Siren's promotion to the Open Mountain Realm, even his patriarch is powerless. The method of guidance for promotion to the Open Mountain Realm has been given to them, and the rest depends on their own chances and luck.

Obviously, of the four, Feng had the best luck.

The bottleneck in the promotion of a soldier in the stone-breaking realm to a soldier in the open-mountain realm, he has nothing to do except to guide the magic formula, but the steps to increase the strength in the stone-breaking realm are already complete.

After the four left, he unfolded the animal skin roll and began to write his plan for the tribe.

For the dolls in the clan, they are generally ten years old. In some small families with totem warriors, they may begin to use the warm and moist blood of the beast to temper their bodies at the age of seven or eight.

And the uniformity of the clan starts at the age of ten, and all dolls in the clan who reach the age of ten will be uniformly cultivated, and they will be granted the Fu Tibetan Refining Method to absorb blood and condense their bodies.

Every three or five days, there will be an animal bone medicine bath, which is unified by the tribe.

In addition, the daily punching, standing post, and Fu Tibetan refining methods include a set of boxing methods. After the doll learns, it can speed up the absorption of blood power to temper the body.

Compared with adults, dolls temper their bodies to lay the foundation, condense their internal organs, store skins with blood qi, and pay attention to gradual progress. Therefore, this process generally takes five or six years, or even longer.

Thinking of this, Xia Tuo crossed out all the records on the animal skin scroll. He felt that the tempering before becoming a totem warrior could be extended for a while, so that the children could spend enough time to lay the foundation.

This is just like building a house in his previous life. Even if the village was built squarely, one or two meters of foundation had to be dug down, and the foundations of those hundred-storey buildings were even more impressive, making them deeper and stronger.

After all, he practiced through the three of Ju Ling. From a strength of 1,200,300, to a strength of nearly 300,000 in just less than half a year, if the foundation is not well played, it is easy to die.

If the doll starts to build a foundation at the age of ten, and waits until the age of eighteen or even twenty to become a totem warrior, and in the next three or four years, it can use enough resources to push it to the peak of the stone cracking realm.

In this case, he would be no more than twenty-five years old. If he spends the rest of the time constantly fighting himself, he may be promoted to the open mountain before he is thirty.

Even if you cannot be promoted to the Open Mountain Stage before the age of 30, you are at the peak of the Stone Cracking Stage when your vitality is at its strongest, and the Stone Cracking Stage has a lifespan of nearly one hundred to one hundred and fifty years old. At the height of his vitality, he had a lot of time to seek promotion to the open mountain realm.

In this way, it seemed that the time was lost in the period of the quasi-totem warrior, but it greatly saved time afterwards.

This night, Xia Tuo's stone hut jumped with beasts and fires. He kept writing and painting, doing the next plan of the tribe. It was a long-term thing to be promoted to the middle tribe.

Early the next morning, he called the elders of the clan again, but not in the clan hall, but in the stone house where he was.

Seven or eight figures crowded in the same small stone house, surrounded by the bonfire, and they looked a little crowded. Everyone was surprised and found that the elder was also called.

"Patriarch, what's the matter?"

Several people looked at each other one by one, and finally their eyes fell on Xia Tuo's body.

They saw that Xia Tuo was sorting out animal skin rolls, and it seemed that he had been busy all night.

Seeing the curiosity in everyone's eyes, Xia Tuo couldn't help but chuckle at the corners of his mouth, which let these primitive people know what big data is powerful.

"It's all here."

Xia Tuo also came to sit down in front of the bonfire and said with a light smile: "Elder, there are some things in the tribe that you have to ask you."

"From the establishment of our tribe to the present, it has developed for six or seven years, and it has become an inferior tribe, but these are far from enough."

His voice sounded, attracting the attention of many elders.

"Great Elder, how many people are in our tribes today."

The elder smiled and grabbed his cane for a while, and said: "When the old man retired, there were 2,123 members of the clan, among which there were 491 totem warriors. One hundred and fifty-four of the Totem Warriors came from the Palace of Humans."

Speaking of it, the strength of the Xia tribe is definitely very good, but two thousand tribes, totem warriors accounted for one-fifth.

"Patriarch, these days, 13 little guys in the Human Palace have joined the tribe with the tribe."

At this time, Hong said aloud that these little guys had already aimed at them, and only waited for them to change the cultivation method and visualize the promotion of totems before they were ready to recruit into the military department.

There are almost 500 totem warriors in the tribe. Among them, there are about two hundred and forty people in the military department and 120 in Anbe. The rest are scattered among the tribes in the clan.

"This is what our tribe has."

The elders present here have excited expressions in their eyes. It only took them a few years to develop from a small tribe to the present scale. This is enough to be proud of.