The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Beacon City.

In a large hall in the center of the city, a sturdy figure sits cross-legged, full of vigor and mellow breath, and the whole person exudes the power of martial arts, blending with the void in the hall.

For a time, all the breath in the entire hall was rising and falling with this figure, exhaling and inhaling, and the air flow circulated.

Hum!

In an instant, the majestic figure opened and closed his eyes, and the whole stone hall suddenly lit up in a trance, the silence was broken, and his eyes were full of sharpness.

"Judge!"

The voice was thunderous, and the figure of a warrior who was guarding outside the hall quickly left, but with half a pillar of incense, the short judge hurried into the hall.

"Who took Gu Jian this time?"

The judge, who was crawling on the ground, had panic in his eyes, and his whole body was chilly. He didn't dare to look up at the sturdy figure in front of him, his ears roared and he was really heartbroken.

He calmed his mind and resisted the chill and said: "It's a young man with a bone age of less than 30, and he should have developed the five ways of magic.

The elder who pretends to be the elder of the Snake Boss Division is not clear where he really came from. Before leaving the city, he was 30 miles east of the city, and the old man Huo Ge was torn apart with a few moves."

"I have invited this person to join the secret tour in four months, and he has already agreed."

Without the slightest concealment, the judge told everything he knew. He didn't know why the ghost master exuded such a cold chill, but he knew that this was definitely not a good thing.

Could it be that something went wrong with the ancient sword?

Time passed bit by bit, but there was no sound from the ghost master above, and the aura began to stagnate in the hall, which made the judge who was crawling down even more at a loss.

"Ok."

After a long time, the voice sounded, and the judge felt the pressure surrounding him disappear from all directions.

"Go down."

"Yes."

Walking out of the stone temple, the judge only felt that his whole body was cold, and he was walking through the real ghost gate.

The ghost master was unpredictable, and his methods were harsh. He had never seen anyone daring to disobey the ghost master, and he was very cold and merciless towards his subordinates.

After that, he did not dare to stay, and hurriedly walked outside. As for what happened, the ghost master did not dare to say, he did not dare to ask.

...

Xia tribe.

In the early morning, the purple air stretched across the endless world from the east, drifting over the mountains. When the golden crow flew to the sky, the smoke disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared before.

The members of the Xia tribe walked out of the house one by one. The young women and women, after taking good care of the children and men in the family, began to walk outside the house with a small rattan basket on their back.

Or go to the medicine garden, or go through the eternal wasteland to work in the corn field.

Due to the establishment of the witch spirit array underground, and the aura of the gathering of spirits around the tribe, the corn rose very well, and the plants shone with green light, swaying with the mountain wind.

After years of cultivation, the tribe’s corn plants have greatly changed their appearance, the branches, leaves, and stems have become stronger, and the corn grains produced are no longer the original small particles, but have become several times larger.

The corn plant is one and a half meters tall, and each ear of corn is full and round, shining with golden color, and the grains are like small crystal beads.

Corn has begun to be supplied to the tribe. This kind of spiritual rice with a hint of spiritual meaning has been welcomed by the whole tribe, especially for the dolls in the tribe and the newly born babies. The corn porridge is very energizing.Starting

It is a pity that the population of the tribe is too large. Nowadays, except for the dolls, teenagers, women who give birth to babies, and totem warriors in the tribe, other tribesmen can only eat once every three days.

Fortunately, Sinongdian is ready to expand the planting area. I believe it will not be long before everyone in the tribe will be able to eat the aura of corn every day.

Sufficient aura makes the field constantly produce weeds, and the corn robs the aura, so the weeds in the corn field need to be cleaned up in time.

Nowadays, tribal people perform their duties, even if they do not become totem warriors, they can also join the various tribes to help each other, each with its own division of labor.

Resources from all areas of the mountain range are constantly being sent to the tribe, and the Casting Palace is preparing to replace the tribal clan soldiers with new weapons and armor.

The Royal Beast Palace vows that all people can eat roe deer meat every day.

Sinongdian is a demon that allows everyone to eat spiritual rice.

The tribe develops and grows day by day, so the people of the tribe are watching it.

...

In the Lingquan Palace, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged, his eyes closed tightly, and the breath on his body was silent.

Hum!

In a daze, a ray of blue light flashed across his consciousness, tearing a piece of muddy darkness, and the blue sun illuminated this illusory world.

The sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

After more than ten days of retreat, Xia Tuo finally found his soul sea, which was like a world of nothingness, with inner spiritual consciousness.

Hum!

In an instant, the spiritual consciousness came out, spreading towards the surroundings. At this moment, the clear water and green lotus in the spirit pool in the Lingquan Hall were swaying, and a white bulge appeared on the black dragon bones.

Outside the Lingquan Hall, the stone steps are simple and the mountains are undulating, and the scene of about four hundred meters is all in his perception.

The radius is four hundred zhang, which is almost two li and more. In other words, his mental consciousness is released, and he can perceive the movement in the surrounding two li and more.

For a while, he was still a little curious, after all, he could perceive the outside scene without using his eyes.

Spiritual power, so fun.

After a long time, Xia Tuo condensed his mind and was about to begin to comprehend Tao Yun. From the beginning, what he had understood was Tao Yun. Following the swordsmanship and boxing he practiced, he moved closer to Tao Yun.

The power of water overlaps, and a single ripple is enough to be endless. This is just one of the mysteries of the rhyme of water.

His thousand-epee sword was derived from the mystery of this water, so he called this kind of mystery as Qianzhong.

In addition to the comprehension of water, he also comprehended an insight that was as muddy as a whirlpool.

Just like drowning, and like a person trapped in the mud, no matter how hard you struggle, only a deep sense of powerlessness is left.

He called the mystery that came out of this feeling as drowning.

Taking the meaning of being deep in weak water and drowning in life is his own insight into the rhyme of water.~⑧~1~ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

There are countless mysteries in the universe, and the same Taoist rhyme, if different people observe it, then the perception after observation will be different.

Wandao is not absolutely powerful, the real power is the inner power.

Although there are thousands of Taoism, the people who control it are people.

Cang!

The Sword of Incompetence appeared in his hand, the Tao of Water Talisman gleamed with blue light, and the charm of the Water Tao was flourishing, and Xia Tuo was wrapped up.

The water rhyme is endless. At this moment, in Xia Tuo's spiritual soul sea, only countless blue Taoist symbols are manifested, intertwined in spiritual consciousness.

These Taoist symbols are all derived from the Taoist rhyme of water, and represent the profound artistic conception of water between the heaven and the earth.

Even the strongest on the wild land did not dare to boast about going to Haikou, saying that he would completely control Tao Yun.

There are blue Taoist symbols flashing in his eyes, and he constantly comprehends these Taoist symbols and confirms each other with his own sentiment, so as to continuously deduce the Taoist rhyme he needs.

Among all the Taoist rhymes of water, he only chose Qianzhong and Drowning. There are too many Taoist rhymes, and he only took two scoops for three thousand weak waters.

Under the blessing of the rhyme of water, his understanding of the two mysticisms is getting deeper and deeper, and it is almost increasing at an unimaginable speed.

In an instant, all within his spiritual sea turned into runes of Dao Yun of Water, and Dao Yun runes appeared in every strand of spiritual consciousness.

Click!

I don’t know how long it has passed. In Xia Tuo’s Spiritual Sea, countless runes burst and turned into a muddle. A faint blue light manifested, and a thousand-wave-shaped rune was outlined. Then there appeared a rune that looked slightly round.

Qianzhong and drowning!

These are the two rhymes of water that he has comprehended. At this moment, he is trying to merge these two kinds of water mysteries into one.

Previously, his thousand-episode swordsmanship contained one layer of strength after another, and one layer was stronger than the other.

But when fighting against people, once the opponent has the idea to break away, he can retreat violently, leave his attack range, and reduce the damage of the Thousand Epee Sword to himself.

Thousand Epee Sword lacked the tangled feeling of tarsus maggots.

The two kinds of mysticism are fused, with the heavy overlap of a thousand epee swords, and they are endless, and they have the entanglement of drowned maggots like tarsal bones. Once they are affected by swordsmanship, they are like drowning people and cannot escape.

No matter how thousands of people in the world enlighten it, this is his water method, which is like a tarsal maggot, and the water sword is endless.

Cang!

At this moment, his mind was silent, and he merged with the totem god phantom in the sea of ​​divine qi, and then the sword box cried, and the sword of incompetence appeared in his hand.

Cang!

In an instant, Xia Tuo slashed out with a sword that controlled the totem god. Suddenly, ripples appeared on the body of the sword. Starting from the point of the incompetent sword, it spread out, and the wider the spread, the larger the ripples of the strands appeared. Vortex, pulling around.

The perfect fusion between the ripples and the whirlpool exudes a mellow atmosphere.

The way of water, small perfection!

The combination of the mystery of the two waters reached a mellow state.

At the same time, the blue light glowing on his body, the two kinds of mysteries began to derive Dao Talisman, Dao Yun Tiancheng, concluding outside the body, like water waves, like whirlpools.

Amidst the mystery, a cyan-light figure emerged, with her eyes opening and closing in all directions, the figure's feet on the double dragon, and the bird face of the body, standing on top of the surging blue waves, depicting his totem of the rhyme of water.

call!

Xia Tuo opened his eyes, the aura on his body calmed down, and the Tao of Water Talisman was taken by him from the Qi Sea God Aperture.

After comprehending the two mysteries of Qianzhong and drowning, he spent 20 days, plus his mental power to adjust his breath, and he found the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness. It took him ten days, and this month passed quickly.

The Taoist rhyme of water is much bleak compared to the previous one. The innate Taoist rhyme evolved from heaven and earth will weaken by one point every time a warrior has enlightened it, until finally it dissipates completely between heaven and earth.

This is also impossible. The chance is natural, but there is a certain number, which cannot be changed by manpower.

Putting the rhyme of the Tao of Water into the Lingquan again, Xia Tuo walked out of the Lingquan Temple and returned to Xiayuan to deal with the family affairs, before returning again to continue the retreat.

The Daoyun of Water has realized Xiaocheng Perfection, so Jiuzhong Fulongquan can also improve a little.

You must know that he first understood Tao Yun by passing the Nine-fold Fulong Fist to understand what the Tao Yun of water is. Prior to this, he had been in a state of understanding and not understanding the Tao Yun. Several years have been wasted.

Although he only had the first four layers of the nine-fold Fulong Fist in his hand, judging from the punching marks on the animal skin scroll, this set of Fulong Fist was respected by the real dragon at the end.

The marks of the first three types of boxing techniques seem to be the dragons with raised dragon horns on their heads, but they are more like dragons. The dragons are bloated, with stubby limbs and no dragon claws.

When the fourth stage was reached, the dragon's body was still a little bloated, but it was a bit longer than the first three dragon shadows. The dragon's horns bulged and branched, and the dragon's feet under the abdomen began to spawn three Two claws have begun to take the shape of a dragon.

This shows that the more the Nine-fold Fulong Fist goes forward, the artistic conception it contains becomes more and more majestic. If you still use the mottled dragon beast to portray the fist mark, it will not be able to sustain it.

Therefore, even without the back five-fold punching technique, he had some speculations in his mind, the more the dragon shape was going forward, the more similar the dragon shape would become, and even the last one was to use the true dragon shadow to portray the fist mark.

A true dragon is a very powerful existence on the wild land. According to the legend, it can call the wind and rain, swallow the clouds and fog, control the wind, rain and thunder, and can span hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers in a flash.

However, if the dragon wants to become a real dragon, it must constantly transform its blood. For example, the dragon beast in the tribe has a habit of being in the water. It also shows that the power of the water is only the power of the water. Only with continuous enhancement can you be qualified to comprehend other Taoism.

Inferring from this direction, the artistic conception contained in Fulongquan is nothing more than wind, rain, thunder and lightning. The rhyme of rain belongs to the rhyme of water, one of the mysteries of water, and the mystery of electricity is the rhyme of thunder A kind of mystery.

The true dragon calls the wind and calls the rain, and holds the thunder, which is nothing more than the four mysteries derived from the rhyme of the Three Great Ways.

The mystery of the Nine-fold Fulong Boxing is also within the three kinds of Taoist rhymes and four kinds of mysteries.

Now his understanding of Daoyun of Water has reached the perfect state of Xiaocheng, what is needed next is time to settle, but he can start to comprehend other Daoyun artistic realms to enhance his strength.

The Destruction and Burst of Thunder is the nemesis of demons, ghosts and ghosts.

At this moment, Xia Tuo got up, walked out, and sat on the purple thunder sun tree in the tribe, the spirit tree swayed, and purple electricity and silver light exploded beside him.

In this way, he sat on the spirit wood, sitting for several days, listening to the sound of thunder rolling in his ears, with the shelter of the purple thunder sun wood, the big thunder falling in the sky would not fall on him.

On this day, thousands of miles of ancient mountains, thunder is rolling, dark clouds are covered, the sky is constantly torn by the silver light that stretches for thousands of miles, the lightning is silver, and the thunder is like a dragon.

This kind of weather is the most suitable for the Purple Pole Leiyang Wood, the giant tree swaying, constantly causing the thunder to fall from the top of the sky.

At this moment, Xia Tuo didn't dare to make the slightest move, and even the spirit had been shrunk in his body, lest he would be affected by the thunder and be wiped out in smoke.

Every falling thunder will be broken down by the thunder sun tree into thousands, scattered into every branch and every spiritual leaf.

Sitting for more than a month, Xia Tuo surrounded the thunder all day long, and gradually began to develop an aura of destruction on his body, and if there was no connection with the Purple Pole Thunderwood.

ps has set 400,000 words to be updated this month, which is still 20,000 words short. After the code is over, it is very sad.