The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Xia Tuo's spirit wood lump that had been fed to the fierce beast was taken out again by Xia Tuo, which made him feel frustrated, so he just had the crackling.

I failed in the test of my clan. I succeeded because of these eyes, and I failed because of these eyes. Everyone likes good things.

Thinking of Xia Tuo's Demon Slaying Token's storage space, there was no surprise that the spirit wood lump was in his hands.

But if Xia Tuo can take it out in person, why is he not angry now?

Damn it, buy people's hearts.

Seeing the fat brother cracking open his mouth and laughing, Xia Tuo also laughed. The beating was not in vain, but he didn't suffer, either.

Of course, the matter has been resolved, right?

"Oh, Uncle, is the fat brother swollen, why are you silly getting beaten?"

There was doubt in Qiao'er's big eyes, a little unclear.

At this moment, Xia Tuo’s eyes fell on the spirit tree again. This spirit tree was like a super-large spirit gathering witch formation, stimulating the gathering of spiritual power above the tribal mountain, and the closer to the spiritual tree, the more spiritual aura. Rich.

Abundant spiritual power is naturally of great help to the training of totem warriors. He thought about it, and then instructed the elders: "The order is passed on, and the people living on the tribal mountain will migrate to live under the mountain tomorrow. The gathering place was rebuilt."

"Yes."

...

Click!

On the second day, the mountains and valleys, there was a sudden explosion in the sky of thousands of miles, and a purple electric silver light fell from the void and smashed on the top of the tribe mountain.

The giant tree shining with blue divine light attracted the thunder, and the crackling thunder lightning attached to the branches and gradually melted into the trunk.

Suddenly the whole tree became more and more mysterious, the branches and leaves swayed, the golden light fell like lines, and there were a few dolls under the tree climbing up and down on the raised roots of the earth dragon, but they did not receive the slightest image.

Xia Tuo gave an order, and the people on the top of the tribe hill were gradually migrating to the bottom of the tribe hill. Except for the four main halls of the Totem Hall, the Witch Hall, the Clan Hall, and the Heritage Hall, all the houses and stone houses on the mountain will be demolished and rebuilt.

According to his new plan, in addition to the few halls closest to the spirit wood, the top of the tribe will build stone gardens, stone courtyards, and stone houses.

Among them, the stone garden is the largest and the residence of the highest level of the tribe.

Each stone garden occupies an area of ​​one hundred meters, and there are stone temples and side houses in the garden.

The stone yard is next, with a small yard, but there is only a stone house in the yard, covering an area of ​​no more than 30 meters, and the rest is the outermost stone house. The simple house has no yard.

After these are completed, the tribe’s tribesmen will be eligible to live on the tribal hill based on their strength and contribution to the tribe. This is also an incentive measure.

Under the tree of spirits.

"What kind of spiritual creature is this strain."

Xia Tuo looked at the fat brother and asked, the breeze swayed and the golden light was radiant, and it only felt warm when he fell on his body.

"The purple thunder sun tree, this kind of spiritual root can gather the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but also draw the power of heaven and earth thunder. For the tribe, such a spiritual root of heaven and earth is a treasure handed down."

"From now on, just get one of these plants every year."

Xia Tuo said with a straight face: "It really doesn't need to be too good. It's almost the same as this purple thunder sun tree. I'm not very picky."

The fat brother picked up his eyes and pointed at the sky.

"You are not afraid of being struck by lightning."

Click!

As if echoing Fat Brother's words, thunder blasted again in the void, a purple lightning fell down, and the purple thunder sun tree swayed, and the blue light became deeper and deeper.

Xia Tuo shrank his head, looked at the sky, touched his nose and said with a sigh of relief: "Why don't you get one in two years?

"Cut you to death."

Xia Tuo didn't care at all about Fat Brother's curse, he turned and walked down the tribe hill.

"Haha, I'm going to see how the boat is built."

In the dock by the inner lake under the tribe mountain, two large ships of almost seventy meters have taken shape.

The huge hull looks like a giant beast, crawling on the ground, the surface of the hull is brushed with a thick layer of grease, forming a shiny black, which isolates the outside moisture.

Chimu was busy climbing up and down the boat with a large group of people, and he waited until Xia Tuo got on the deck of the big boat before he got the news.

"I have seen the patriarch."

After a while, Akagi appeared in front of Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo didn't speak, and walked back and forth on the boat, looking at the appearance of the entire ship. Speaking of the speed of Chimu's construction, it was not unpleasant. The appearance of this ship was not much different from the Dongshan and Qiuyu tribes he had seen.

The tall mast is forty meters high, and the thick animal skin rope has been connected to the mast. There are two front and rear masts on the ship. Each base is thick enough for two people to hug each other.

Between the two masts is the ship tower, and the bow has been built with three floors, all made of the hardest wood in the forest.

When it is completely completed, the witch hall can be used to depict witch charms and form a witch formation.

Xia Tuo didn't speak, but thoughts appeared in his eyes, making Chimu following behind even more panic. He bowed like a prawn, and sweat dripped from his head.

After turning around the ship, Xia Tuo came to the bow again. He thought of the ancient costume drama he had seen in his previous life. The big ship had iron horns in the capital of the ship, just like the big horns of a fierce beast.

So he said aloud: "What if I install a huge bronze horn here?"

"Corner hit?"

There was a question in Akagi's eyes. He built boats all his life. At the beginning, the Redscale tribe had built ships for several generations of middle-level tribes, so he had a sense of confidence in shipbuilding, but he had never seen a boat with horns. .

Cast a copper bump on it, won’t the bow sink?

After thinking for a while, he did not dare to say that the future of the Chilin Tribe was all controlled by the people in front of him.

"Also, I see the big ships of Dongshan and Qiuyu tribes. The witchcraft they carry are all placed on the ship building. Why are they not placed in the cabin? What if there are beasts on both sides of the big ship?"

"My lord, the cabins are used to house people and load goods, so that the tribal ships can exchange more beast cores."

Hearing that, Xia Tuo nodded, Chimu's idea was not wrong, but the Xia tribe was building ships for tribal bargaining and could not participate in the shipping of the ministries.

And the existence of Fat Brother is a very serious bug.

What if you find a treasure that is comparable to Linggen or Ambergris again, and encounter a beast in the big lake and river?

Therefore, the tribe’s ship does not consider how many people it can hold, but its attack power must be strong.

I remember in previous TV dramas, those warships of the great nautical era, one with hundreds of artillery, one side of the ship fired, it was black smoke, booming...

Although the wild world does not have artillery, there are witch charms and weapons, which can be changed by magic.

Past lives rely on technology, and the wilds rely on witchcraft.

"Come on, in this way, the cabin can be completely partitioned into upper and lower floors..."

"Can this work?"

Akagi had doubts in his eyes, but he did not dare to disobey Xia Tuo's orders, so he could only lead people to start transforming the ship.

After getting off the boat, Xia Tuo looked at the inner lake of the tribe, always feeling a bit small, but the tribe could not be expanded.

Nowadays, most of the tribesmen will be resettled under the tribal mountain, and there are medicine fields, farmland, and pastures all together. It seems that the place is very large, but it is unrealistic to dig them all into lakes.

If you can't inside the tribe, you can only think of a solution outside the tribe.

He walked along the Neihu to the southeast mountain col. Outside the mountain col is a vast mountain forest. The barren forest surrounded by the mountains extends to the Bianshui River.

If you can't dig in the tribe, then dig here. You can dig this barren forest into a big lake and bring in the Bianshui River.

With this thought in his mind, he didn't immediately order to go down. Right now, Ju Hehong and his clan soldiers were still migrating to the Sanbu.

In the future, these scattered ministries will become a place to provide fresh blood for the tribe, which is related to the future development of the tribe, so it will continue.

Soon, Xia Tuo came to the witch hall. These days, the witches in the witch hall were studying one thing, which was the protection and offensive weapons on the ship.

Qiao'er and Luo followed him out and stole the witchcrafts branded on the ship of the Dongshan and Qiuyu tribes, and even took advantage of the chaos to collect some witchcraft from the Qiuyu tribe.

"Patriarch."

Xia Tuo entered the witch hall and immediately attracted the attention of the witches, but under his sign, they were all immersed in their own affairs again.

In the Witch Palace, there are two black and lacquered witchcraft like cannons. One of them was collected by Xia Tuo, and the other was copied by Witch Palace.

Looking at the two witchcraft with similar appearances, Xia Tuo suddenly found a familiar feeling.

Which one is strong in cottage witchcraft, find Daxia in the wild forever.

"how about it?"

Luo came to Xia Tuo's side, his face flushed a little and said: "The patriarch still can't do it. This kind of magic weapon uses beast core as its source of power. There is a transforming witch formation inside that extracts the power of beast core, and then After the circulation of the witch formation, it finally sprayed along the mouth of this pipe."

"When the witchcraft array transforms energy, it will cause a part of the loss of psychic energy, such as a peak semi-pure blood state beast core, and the power that erupts after the transformation will only leave the power of the ordinary open mountain state."

"Because we don't know the transformation method of this kind of witchcraft, the witchcraft we created can only explode the power of the stone cracking realm, and if it is strong, it will burst."

"Who made this?"

"It was made by the elder bow we were looking for, and then the witch charms were branded by the high priest Qiaoer and I."

"You mean that there is a conversion formation in this tube, first extract the energy of the beast core, and then burst out after the conversion?"

"Ok."

Luo answered honestly.

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo revealed a touch of contemplation.

He did a lot of kicks and kicks in the previous life fireworks, but he used the impact force to soar to the sky.

The ancient artillery was originally solid projectiles, which were excited by the impact force of the gunpowder explosion with gunpowder in the barrel of the gun.

At first glance, the wizard weapon in front of him looked similar to a cannon, but he preconceived that it was the same principle.

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